"Why did it burn out for me again?"

In the majestic thunder sea and the majestic Heavenly Palace, many geniuses and aliens of extraordinary blood stand side by side. Among them, there is a young man riding a five-color deer with a depressed look on his face.

But at this time, almost everyone's eyes fell on the ladder made of thunder and lightning, and no one paid attention to the expression on his face.

"There's only a little bit left."

Feng Bingwen didn't pay too much attention to the movement in the outside world at this time. His consciousness was immersed in the heavenly book. Looking at the good deeds that were burned to only a few scraps, he felt a pain in his body.

This time he didn't make a wish like Tianshu. Tianshu himself burned all the good deeds he had managed to save, leaving him only a fraction that could equal his evil deeds.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: 2,000, 400, 113 (2413)

Evil deeds: Two thousand three hundred and eighty-nine (2389)

And his good deeds that were burned this time were no more, no less, exactly 72,000. Among the good deeds that Feng Bingwen had spent at one time in his history, the amount was so huge that it ranked in the top five.

But the most important thing is that such a large amount of good deeds were not consumed by his own designation, but burned independently by the Book of Heaven.

depressed!

However, he is not too sad. After all, after spending so much good deeds, there must be equal rewards. Feng Bingwen is quite relieved about this. The Book of Heaven is still very reliable.

"What kind of inheritance is in this heavenly palace? It actually requires so much of my good deeds?"

Feng Bingwen's eyes fell on the majestic and majestic Heavenly Palace. There was probably the opportunity he needed, otherwise the good deeds would not be burned automatically.

He hasn't thought too much yet. After all, he is now standing in front of a place where creation teaches the Dharma. The good deeds in the book of heaven have been consumed, so it must be related to it.

"We can't delay any longer!"

The Book of Heaven has opened the back door. If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?

This inheritance has a quota limit, Feng Bingwen just heard it. Although it is smooth, the process still has to go through. After all, the inheritance has no legs and will not jump out on its own and hit him on the head.

Feng Bingwen thought so, then got off the five-color deer and ordered this timid Xiangrui,

"Sir, I will try to go up to the ladder to see if I can get a spot. You can wait for me here. If you are scared, you can also find a place to hide. I will go find you when I come out."

"Okay, sir."

Hua Chaoyan nodded hurriedly. She must have found a safe place to hide. It was really too dangerous here.

"Um!"

After the explanation, Feng Bingwen flew to the ladder. His behavior at this time was not too abrupt, because after someone pointed out that the number of places was limited, most of the geniuses of the human race present had already boarded the ladder.

There are only a handful of people who are still waiting and watching, and they are basically not humans, but aliens. Although they can be allowed to come in and seek fortune, this inheritance is obviously left behind by the powerful people of the human race. Nine times out of ten,

It has nothing to do with them, there is no need to go up and make them feel uncomfortable.

Hiss~

Full of confidence, Feng Bingwen climbed up the ladder to heaven. When the soles of his feet touched the steps that were completely made of thunder and lightning, his face suddenly changed. An indescribable numbness and pain gushed out from the soles of his feet, and then went straight to Baihui.

"how so?"

Feng Bingwen glanced at his feet incomprehensibly, and then looked to the left, right, and front. Although the geniuses of the human race walking on the ladder were all trying their best to be patient and maintain their grace, they were basically not doing well.

Well, it wasn't just him who suffered this, everyone was the same.

However, Feng Bingwen's heart was still extremely unbalanced. Why should he be like these guys? He had spent a lot of good work, a total of 72,000, which was not a small amount.

Where's the back door for him?

What about his special treatment?

Why not?

Where did he go?

Feng Bingwen's heart was full of resentment, and then he took the second step, and another bolt of thunder shot out from the soles of his feet, instantly spreading throughout his body, and his limbs and bones suddenly felt numb and painful.

Then, Feng Bingwen took the third step, and he had to bear the pain of lightning strikes every step forward. Even so, Feng Bingwen had no idea of ​​giving up. Such a large amount of good deeds had been spent, and he could not give up everything.

If you don't catch anything, just turn around and leave. This would be a big loss.

Moreover, on this thunder ladder, all the geniuses of the human race are bearing this pain. Everyone is forging ahead, and no one gives up.

The geniuses of the human race who can enter the Nine Heavens and Earth are indeed not lacking in talent, but they don't just have talent, they also have an indomitable heart to seek the truth.

"My good deeds must not be lost!"

Compared to those geniuses, Feng Bingwen only had extremely pure thoughts.

He compared his experience of meditating on the inheritance of Da Qin Wuzun. He was not qualified to meditate at the beginning. After praying, he forcibly opened the back door to meditate, but he also suffered a lot in the process.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen believes that it is probably the same this time. Climbing the ladder to heaven is also a necessary preparation for accepting the inheritance, so it cannot be omitted and he must bear it all by himself.

Most of the good deeds are spent in the thunder method inheritance in the heavenly palace. He can only get all this by walking up the ladder to heaven, passing through the heavenly gate and entering the heavenly palace.

"Too backward!"

Feng Bingwen raised his head, and then frowned. He was observing the situation of the Heavenly Book, so that he was the last human to climb the ladder to heaven.

In other words, he is now at the bottom of the pile. If he continues to do so, then this inheritance has nothing to do with him, and he will be struck by lightning for nothing.

"Go faster!"

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Bingwen's steps on the ladder to heaven quickened. Although every step he took down, he had to endure the pain of lightning strikes all over his body, and the power of thunder was gradually increasing.

However, pain can be adapted. The reason why there was such a big reaction in the first step was because there was no corresponding psychological preparation.

But now, after completing the unification of mind and body, Feng Bingwen's speed increased. Often, he would reach another level before the remnant power of the previous thunderbolt had gone up.

The speed was so fast that many people looked at him, because in just a quarter of an hour, he surpassed the three people who had climbed the ladder before him.

"Brother Dao, your face looks a bit strange. I have never seen you before. I wonder where you come from?"

When Feng Bingwen passed another young man, the young man with Xingguan Yuyi and a beautiful face smiled and reached out to grab him, as if he wanted to have a good chat with him.

"roll!"

Feng Bingwen looked cold, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Brother Taoist's temper is too great. It seems that his temper is not well cultivated!"

Gu Mao

Seeing the palm slapped by Feng Bingwen towards him, Taoist Priest Yuyi didn't care at all, but a dim light flashed out of his hand, which was dark and dull, as if it was like a hole that could not be swallowed.

"That's Xu Hong from Guanxing Pavilion!"

"Is that hand the star-swallowing technique of Star Gazing Pavilion?"

"This Xu Hong can't help but attack others when he says they have a bad temper, are inferior to others in skills, and are overtaken by others. His temper isn't much better either!"

On the ladder to heaven, everyone was moving forward against the thunder. Suddenly someone broke out into a conflict, which immediately attracted the attention of many geniuses. As their eyes swept over, unscrupulous spiritual thoughts filled the air, and they expressed their opinions!

boom!

As soon as these geniuses conveyed their thoughts, Feng Bingwen's palm collided with Xu Hong from Guanxing Pavilion.

Click!

There was a harsh sound of bone cracking, and the Tianjiao's arm from Guanxing Pavilion was instantly broken, twisted into an extremely weird shape, and the blood moistened his feather coat.

"you……"

The pain of a broken arm caused Xu Hong's complexion to change dramatically, but he could endure such pain. What really frightened him was the terrifying power contained in the body of the unknown young man in front of him.

More importantly, the Star Swallowing Technique he had just performed was wiped out by a more grand and mysterious force the moment it came into contact with the young man's palm.

Before he could react, his arm was broken by an irresistible force.

But Feng Bingwen was too lazy to say anything to this guy. He turned around and kicked him in the chest. Because he knew that the talented people who entered this place had some means to save their lives, he did not hold back at all with this kick and went all out.

puff!

Glittering blood beads scattered in the air, dyeing the snow-white crane feathers also floating in the air red. The feather coat on Xu Hong's body was blown apart by the kick, which can be regarded as blocking most of the damage to him.

But even so, the chest of this Taoist genius collapsed visibly to the naked eye, and the blood in his mouth spurted out freely. His whole body slid through an extremely tough parabola, flew directly out of the ladder, and hit the scorched black ground.

The ground was motionless for a moment.

There was a moment of stillness on the ladder. Except for the roar of thunder, there was no sound. Even the top talent of the Hidden Thunder Pavilion who was far ahead stopped, looked back, and then quickened his pace.

"What just happened?"

Some people can't believe this result.

"Xu Hong was defeated!"

"One palm, one kick, where does this ruthless person come from?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't look like we are cultivators, it looks more like those martial arts barbarians!"

"Nonsense, I just felt the power of supernatural powers. Xu Hong's Star Swallowing Technique is useless."

"That guy is so useless!"

"That guy has cultivated the third-grade pulse, and his qualifications are not bad, but this one is too strong!"
To be continued...