When everyone entered the Supreme Heaven Pavilion, they encountered different encounters and had their own futures. Yun Yang only felt a flash in front of him, and he was already in a strange space.

While looking around, Yun Yang saw countless stars above his head shining densely, but there was only a little light in front of him, and he could barely see objects, but he could not see his fingers when he reached out but could not see his fingers. It could only be said that it was a dim environment where he could not see his five fingers.

But you can feel a sense of peace under your feet.

At this moment, the power of the spiritual consciousness has been completely blocked. Even the saint-level spiritual consciousness like Yun Yang is completely suppressed, and there is no use of force. Although the mysterious energy in the cultivation in the body is still surging and flowing continuously, it is actually ineffective.

Fortunately, the warrior's intuition was still there, and Yun Yang clearly felt that there was a gap around him, and it seemed that others were not close to him.

"It seems that after coming in, everyone will not gather together, but will do their own things? Then why are Dongfang Haoran and the others still worried that I will attack their disciples..."

At this time, a scream came from afar, but the sound seemed to be so far away from a time and space.

"That seems to be the sound of... the strong wind?"

Yun Yang was stunned. What did he meet? Why didn’t I meet anything?

While pondering under my heart, the range of the glimmer light seen in front of me changed subtly. Looking along the light, a path appeared, and the other end of the path seemed to be a step.

That's...stairs?

Isn’t it said that the way to climb the Supreme Heaven Pavilion is to walk up the stairs layer by layer? Is that the case?

Yun Yang did not doubt that he had him and walked along the light.

Unexpectedly, I had just taken two steps when the wind suddenly whistled, and two figures formed by spiritual mist appeared on both sides of my body. The strong wind whistled towards me.

Although Yun Yang now has the peak-level mysterious energy in this world and the inner breath is surging, he is restrained by the current atmosphere and cannot apply it and can only resist the attack.

Bang bang bang bang...

The fists, feet and legs hit Yunyang like raindrops. Yunyang frowned and then stretched out.

What, I can't break through my own defense at all.

Yun Yang knew that he would make mistakes when he was defending for a long time, and did not neglect it. He stepped forward with the blow like raindrops.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Yun Yang remained motionless, as magnificent as a mountain, walking forward with great strides. Every time he took a step forward, as long as he walked past, the shadows attacking on both sides would suddenly dissipate and transform into spiritual mist and merge into Yun Yang's body.

After walking forward for about dozens of steps, Yun Yang had already arrived in front of the first step.

After reaching this position, Yun Yang clearly felt that his cultivation level had increased by 10% out of thin air in this short section of path!

Never underestimate the progress that is only 10%!

Any cultivator who diligently improves his own cultivation is tantamount to being completely transformed, not to mention that Yun Yang has now been promoted to the saint level, and the 10% cultivation of a saint cultivator can be equivalent to the entire cultivation of a third-grade saint king!

It was not just a miracle, but a miracle, that was a miracle!

What is a sign that is more miraculous than a miracle?!

When he walked to the steps and realized that he had entered the country, Yun Yang felt a little regretful. Why didn’t he walk slowly and why did he make big strides?!

Fortunately, this miracle is far from over. According to Dongfang Haoran and others, there are several sections and several floors on this road!

Yun Yang started his journey again, gently lifted his foot and landed on the first step. As soon as he stepped on his foot, he instantly felt the pain of the soles of his feet as if he was stabbed by a needle.

It felt like there were hundreds or thousands of needles piercing straight into the bone crack, which was heart-wrenching and deep into the bone marrow.

Yun Yang took a deep breath, did not change his original intention, and stepped on it without hesitation, solid and stable.

When his feet were stepping on the first step at the same time, the pain of his feet being stabbed by tens of thousands of needles increased, and it was heart-wrenching and deep into the bone marrow, it was no longer enough to describe it. It seemed that even the soul was twitching, and the heart lake was full of storms and waves, and there was no difference in the waves, but Yun Yang still remained calm and walked up step by step without hesitation, always steadily and steadily forward.

At the nine-level steps, Yun Yang climbed up steadily step by step. Not to mention his expression, his eyes had not changed.

At the same time, Lie Kuangfeng and others, either in the aisle before the steps or on the steps, screaming one after another. It was not that they wanted to lose their composure, but that it hurt too much... the pain was so painful that they couldn't bear it. Screaming was their only effective means to vent or reduce their own feelings. What they needed now was not to block it, but to persevere!

Especially, it's just the first level now!

Every time you go up to the first level, the pain will only intensify, with swords, fires and purgatory coming one after another, and these pains cannot be resisted by the slightest cultivation. It can be said that it is 100% physically endured.

Is this the path that people take?

Not only them, but King Yama was also cursing on the steps on the other side.

Damn, I don’t have a physical soul state now. Physical attacks should be completely useless to me, but what is the feeling of my good things plunging into my soul?

But the situation of King Yama is obviously much better than the other four people. Now they have reached the seventh level and are about to go up.

However, among the six people besides Yun Yang, the eagle king is not the King of Yama, but the King of Eagle.

The Eagle King belongs to the mysterious beast, and his physical strength is far superior to that of the human race. At this time, he turned into the body and turned into the body of the eagle, and his resistance is even higher. Although he cannot spread his wings and fly high, the area of ​​the eagle claws is far less than that of other people, and the pain he endured is also reduced sharply.

Yun Yang had already stepped on the ninth level and could see the boundless gray fog on the second level. However, the other foot was about to lift it up and the moment he left the ninth level, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound above, and a huge big foot kicked towards him.

Yun Yang was wary of this. He blocked his hands in front of him and arranged a flower in his arms. He rushed forward with great force. Although his body could not help but leaned back, his feet still stepped into the second floor area. Then he became an iron bridge, hung back for a moment, and then folded back little by little.

Yun Yang said in his heart that it was so dangerous. If it weren't for Dongfang Haoran's warning, the gutter might have capsized just now and the selection was defeated.

Stepping onto the second floor, starting from the first step, there was a spiritual mist assassin surrounding him. The bang bang sounded again, and he was still passively under the attack and could not fight back at all.

But Yun Yang still deliberately slowed down his travel speed.

Let the Spirit Mist Assassin attack.

This slowdown is probably because I keep lifting my feet, but I have to take a long time to fall. I just move forward little by little, always moving, at most I just walk a little slower...

Can't you let you beat me up?

Then Yun Yang found that the light around the second floor was much stronger, making the surroundings appear in a hazy state, which was very different from the previous ones when he reached out to see his five fingers. He could especially see the raised white dots on the ground under the steps ahead.

Apart from the path illuminated by the light, the surroundings are extremely empty and there is no limit at a glance. It is like a boundless plain, with nine steps tilting strangely connecting another space.

When Yun Yang's first step was about to fall to the ground and his other foot was not raised, the Eagle King was the first to emerge from the other side and was on the same level as Yun Yang. As soon as he showed up, he screamed: "It hurts so much..."

Then he sat on the ground, reshaped himself, rubbed his feet hard, and no longer wanted to enter.

After a moment, King Yan Luo jumped up: "No wonder they refused to come. It turned out that they were going to suffer such a life crime... I'm so troubled."

Then I started to rub, rub all over my body, and everywhere.

"I seemed to be lingchied..."

After half a cup of tea, Lie Kuangfeng and others also emerged, their lips were blue and white, their bodies were like sieve chaff, and they were trembling, rubbing all over their bodies like the two of them, activateing their bloodlines.

After a few people were breathing, they looked at Yun Yang who was being beaten up. Their faces were filled with gloating and more relaxed: We thought you were so awesome, and we should have reached the third floor now, but we were still sluggish here. Looking at the movement, we couldn't take a step for a long time. How difficult is the real textbook version of the process...

When several people realized that they had almost rested and started to move forward with the beating, Yun Yang had just taken the fourth step.

After a moment, Huan Wenyuan and others couldn't help but feel excited as Yun Yang was always in a state of difficulty.

There is only an upward staircase in this second floor, which is close to and far away from everyone, while Yun Yang is in the middle position.

Seeing that Yun Yang seemed to be in decline, several people kept working hard, and fought bravely all the way, and soon rushed to Yun Yang.

Among them, Fantasy Wenyuan was the first to step on the end of the stairs, where the convex spots emitting white light were on the ground.

Just as Huan Wenyuan touched the convex point, he suddenly slipped to the ground. Then many spiritual fog people were rising up next to him, even more than the previous punches and kicks. Huan Wenyuan was knocked away from the ground.

It floated in the air, and then was beaten all the way, huhhu... and went back!

Along the way back, Huan Wenyuan's screams were so sad that those who heard the sound were crying, and they were so sad that they saw it.

This ** beat him to the stairs that came up on the first floor, and then he stopped. As soon as he arrived, many spiritual fog people attacking him suddenly disappeared and turned into mist again.

However, Huan Wenyuan was already bruised and swollen, and no longer had a human form.

During this period, all the spiritual mist that penetrated into his body after going through the second level was revealed, but I didn't know that it was pulled out by force or was stripped away for other reasons.

But in the end, it is equivalent to being beaten up in vain.

Huan Wenyuan was lying on the ground and moaned constantly, his eyes were swollen so that there was almost only one slit left, and his whole body felt like he had been cut into pieces. His originally strong and upright body began to swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, he became a big fat man.

The other people were stunned when they saw this change, and were so scared that they didn't dare to move forward.

"Brother Huan..."

The location of the fierce wind was relatively forward, and it was about to approach the white raised point. Seeing that Huan Wenyuan was in such a tragic situation, he was so scared that he took his feet back. But in this way, the power of the spiritual mist absorbed by him suddenly decreased by one third and emerged from him.

But at this moment he didn't care about this anymore and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Huan, what's the situation?"

Huan Wenyuan hummed and lay on the ground and said, "The convex stone is very evil... It is not only slippery and difficult to stop, but also has an extremely strong rotation force. The more you step on it, the harder it is to stand firm..."

After hearing this, several people made great progress and became more cautious.

The closest Fengpotian arrow had to be fired on the string. The left foot was a thousand-pound pendulum that stabilized the body, and the right foot tentatively stepped on it.

Everyone stared at the subsequent development in a daze, obviously to see the clues and ensure that when they set foot, they can succeed in one fell swoop.

At the right time, Feng Potian's right foot lit a white light like a dragonfly sifting through the water.

Then... I suddenly exclaimed, Feng Potian's whole body rotated in the air like a top.

After turning for more than ten times, the whole person lay on the ground with a protruding body, facing down, which is a very classic trick - dog gnawing style!

Feng Potian just let out a muffled groan, and he was beaten up by the crowd of spiritual fog people. While being beaten, the power of spiritual fog that had been absorbed in his body was also beaten out one by one.

Seeing Feng Potian as if Huan Wenyuan, he was beaten back to the stairs with a broken string kite. After following Huan Wenyuan's footsteps, his whole body was swollen, like a fat man, everyone was stunned and speechless.

"What's the situation?" the Eagle King asked loudly.
To be continued...