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Seeing this, the cultivators at the top of the God King frowned.

"If you can't bear it, you will now exit the stone staircase and wait below." One of the cultivators, the cultivators of the god king, said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, after a little thought, several people moved their bodies and prepared to retreat.

"You can run!"

In the Fusheng Hall, Bingchen shouted softly. While he was making gestures, the rolling power of wishes gushed out and sank into the void. The next moment, the dozen or so gods who were kneeling on the Fusheng ladder all groaned and all fell down.

On the side, the remaining dozen god kings were all shocked and immediately asked, "What's going on!"

"Well... powerful... oppression!" said one of them with difficulty.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

Seeing this, the dozen or so god kings who could still withstand the power of oppression all felt a sank.

A few people hesitated for a moment and were about to retreat to the eighty level and were about to save the dozen unconscious people, but they saw that the dozen or so god kings who were oppressed to coma all flew up, supported by some force, and flew towards the Fusheng Hall above.

Everyone was shocked again, and several people shouted almost at the same time: "What's going on!"

All the remaining people looked shocked and looked solemn when they looked at the Fusheng Temple at the end of the stone stairs.

Several cultivators from the top of the God King looked at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Chen, from your perspective, what's going on?" one of them asked.

The man named Lu Chen did not answer immediately, but frowned slightly, obviously thinking.

"This ladder of life is strange! I didn't feel anything before, but since I stepped into the eighty stage, I felt that in addition to the substantial sense of oppression, there were countless thoughts that forced me to invade my mind." The cultivation of the One God King said in a deep voice.

"The power of wishes!" said one of them.

Hearing this, everyone present secretly agreed. After walking on this ladder for so long, everyone had already guessed what kind of power it was about.

"Floating Life Ladder!Floating Life Palace!Floating Life Decision!" After a while, Lu Chen whispered in a deep voice.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen took another step upward.

When everyone saw this, they looked shocked.

Seeing that Lu Chen had taken another step, the remaining people dared not hesitate and continued to climb upwards.

Who would like to see that legendary martial arts fall into the hands of others?

"Perhaps, when you reach your limit, the Fusheng Palace will guide you on your own." One of them said in a deep voice.

"I think this should be the case, but it should be that the more steps you climb, the greater the chance of getting the Fusheng Decision after entering the Fusheng Hall." Another person said.

Although they were deceiving themselves, most of these dozen people were willing to believe that this was the case.

At the eighty-third level, the remaining people have stopped nearly half of them.

At the eighty-fourth level, those who can still stand are only those few god king peaks left.

At the 85th level, the Four God Kings stopped at the peak.

At the 86th level, the remaining two god kings reached their limits!

At this point, all those who step on the ladder of life fall down.

In the Fusheng Hall, Bingchen couldn't help but grin. While he was pinching his hands, he rolled his wishes and shocked all the gods, and then sent them to the open space outside the Fusheng Hall, imprisoning them with his wishes and power.

"What are you going to do?"

At this moment, Bing Xin was not worried that Bing Chen would kill all those people in a mad manner, otherwise he would not have been so busy suppressing the group of god kings.

Bingchen grinned, and did not answer, but said, "Let's go out and take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took big steps and walked out of the Fusheng Hall.

"Master, junior brother..."

Bing Xin wanted to speak but stopped.

Bing Yuexi sighed secretly and said softly: "Let him do it. This world belongs to him now. He has the right to deal with those who break in."

When Bing Xin heard this, her mouth opened slightly, feeling a little incredible, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Looking at Bing Yuexi's back walking outside the Fusheng Hall, Bing Xin smashed her mouth. Although she knew Bing Yuexi was doting on Bing Chen, she didn't expect that she would be so doting! She even made her doubt, is this still her master?

Looking at the thirty or so gods lying on the ground, Bingchen couldn't help but smile proudly.

"You dare to covet the treasures of my floating life world, and you should have thought that there would be such a day." Bingchen mocked.

"What are you going to do?" Bing Yuexi asked.

"Master can't guess?" Bingchen asked with a smile.

Bing Yuexi frowned slightly, then shook her head slightly and said, "With your current cultivation level, it is too risky to do this. If one of them wakes up, it will be enough to backfire you."

Bingchen smiled and said, "So what if you wake up? Here, even if the God Lord comes, I have to lie down. With the power of all wishes, these gods will forcibly save these god kings. The more they struggle to resist, the more the pain they endure will become stronger. I don't believe that after suffering all the hardships, these people still cannot learn to be good."

Bing Yuexi sighed lightly.

It is not easy to force the God King! Unless Bingchen is now in the realm of the God King.

Seeing what Bing Yuexi was thinking, Bing Chen grinned and said, "Master, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to do this. I will suppress them all here, but I don't believe it. In a few decades, hundreds of years, they will not be able to completely save them."

When he said this, Bingchen suddenly turned around and said, "However, Master, you need a favor."

Seeing Bing Chen's expression and Bing Yuexi had a bit of thoughts with Bing Chen, she immediately knew what Bing Chen meant.

"Do you want them to experience the cycle of dreams?" Bing Yuexi asked.

Bingchen smiled and said, "It's still the master who understands me. It's not bad. I don't believe it if I use the dream world and the Fusheng divination. What other waves can these people make."

When Bing Yuexi heard this, she quietly gave Bing Chen a blank look. However, she did not hesitate and immediately made gestures.

A strong and inexplicable artistic conception emanated from Bing Yuexi's handwriting. Soon, the thirty or more gods were completely trapped in the dream world.

The hideous expression disappeared, and replaced by a peaceful face.

"It's just that these people are cheaper." Bingchen said.

While speaking, Bing Chen also began to make tricks, and his strong vows overflowed from the Fusheng Hall. As Bing Chen stamped the seals, he enveloped the thirty or more god kings.

"You will devote yourself to repent in the dream world. If you can't surrender for a hundred years in your dream, I will come and take your life again." Bing Chen said coldly.
Chapter completed!