Li Qingyun smiled and shook his head, and continued to take a step upward.
There is not much difference between the thirty-first floor and the thirty-second floor. The huge force pressing on the body is only a little stronger.
At this time, Li Qingyun suddenly became curious, why did Shi Qian set a trap for this young saint? Could it be that they had some grudge?
So Li Qingyun sent a message and asked: "Do you have any trouble with this young saint?"
Shi Qian paused for a moment and replied in a whisper: "No, but I despise people like this who gamble their entire fortune."
The corners of Li Qingyun's mouth raised slightly: "But I also participated in the bet?"
Shi Qian shook his head: "It's different. In the first round, you didn't get anything, so you were a white wolf with nothing. In the second round, you made a trap based on what you gained in the first round, and you continued to be a white wolf with nothing."
"You didn't gamble your fortune on it, so you're different from him."
After speaking, Shi Qian pointed to his storage bag.
"For a saint who has no power behind him and has just joined the Tao, in addition to the treasures and elixirs, five million star stones is already a lot."
"When he first came out, he gave out two million, and now he gives out seven million. It's obvious that he has emptied his family fortune."
"I, Shi Qian, am the most disgusting person like this!"
After saying that, Shi Qian seemed to feel guilty and quickly added: "Even a rooster and a dog robber are far better than a dog gambler like him!"
Li Qingyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this: "Yes, I also hate this kind of dog gambling."
"Everything is squeezed into it at every turn. Some mortals in mortal realms will even squeeze in their own homes, wives, children, and children."
"Even monks cannot avoid this kind of bad nature."
With that said, Li Qingyun walked up another level.
On the thirty-third floor, compared to the previous one, the huge force pressing on the body was still only a little stronger.
At this time, the young saint finally regained his strength, put his hands on the ground, and stood up reluctantly.
His eyes were a little red and he was staring at the sixtieth floor.
"As long as we can get there..."
With that said, the young saint took heavy steps and climbed to the thirty-second floor.
Li Qingyun and Shi Qian looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Only then did he realize how difficult this road was, but the bet had already been made and there was no room for him to regret it.
Even if he knows that he may not be able to complete it, he will try his best to try and find a good reason for losing those millions of star stones.
Li Qingyun looked at the young saint and said slowly: "I tried hard and tried my best, but I still failed, right?"
The young saint's face stiffened when he heard this, and then a hint of anger emerged.
"Provoking this saint?"
Li Qingyun rolled his eyes when he heard this, and took another step upward, reaching the thirty-fourth floor.
"So what if I provoke you? Why don't you catch me and kill me?" Li Qingyun said with some disdain.
The young saint's face turned pale when he heard this. He snorted and said nothing, but used all his strength to move up to the next level.
Thirty-three floors!
The young saint raised his head and glanced at Li Qingyun on the thirty-fourth floor, his eyes a little gloomy.
He didn't stop and stepped directly onto the thirty-fourth floor.
Plop——
Shi Qianwensheng, who had already climbed to the thirty-seventh floor, looked back and felt happy again.
"Hahaha, why are you giving such a big gift again? I can't bear it, hahahaha!"
The young saint was looking at Shi Qian with a look of astonishment on his face: "You lied to me!? How can there be no pressure on the thirty-fourth floor!?"
Shi Qian said disdainfully: "Tsk, do you think this journey to heaven is fake?"
Hearing this, the young saint ignored Shi Qian and turned to look at Li Qingyun on the same floor.
"You bastard, you'll know when I stand up!"
After saying that, the young saint began to kneel on the ground and adjust his breathing, staring at Li Qingyun.
When Li Qingyun saw this, he smiled and went up to another level.
"Hehe, are you going to bite me?"
When the young saint saw this, his eyes instantly turned red, and he was probably extremely angry and anti-intellectual. At this time, the young saint actually calmed down instantly.
"You are definitely not the king." The young saint said firmly.
When Li Qingyun heard this, he shrugged: "Maybe."
With that said, Li Qingyun took a few steps and caught up with Shi Qian.
Forty floors.
The pressure here is about 10% heavier than that on the 30th floor.
Shi Qian was currently standing on the 40th floor, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, preparing to continue climbing.
Li Qingyun roughly estimated that the pressure on his body at this time was only about a hundred times heavier than the previous thirty layers.
This is relatively easy for Li Qingyun, he can hold it up with only physical strength.
As for Shi Qian and the young saint, they had already used their spiritual power to support them.
Although it is a bit difficult, it is not unbearable.
Time passed by, and Shi Qian and Li Qingyun had reached about the fiftieth floor, and the pressure was almost a thousand times higher.
At this time, even if Shi Qian moved, he would be breathing heavily. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.
When Li Qingyun saw this, he immediately advised: "If you really don't have any strength, just go down and rest."
Shi Qian shook his head with difficulty: "No, even if you can't go up, you absolutely can't go down."
Li Qingyun was stunned: "Why?"
Shi Qian had a bitter look on his face: "If you go down now, you won't be beaten by that young saint. Besides, I also want something from Tianji Pavilion..."
Li Qingyun was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at the young saint who had already climbed to the fortieth floor.
At this time, the young saint was in the same state as Shi Qian and had reached his limit.
But the next moment, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the young saint stopped getting up and continued to climb on his hands and knees!
Just like that, the young saint climbed up two more floors!
When the saints below saw this situation, they simply stopped forcing themselves to stand up and lay on the ground one by one twisting upwards.
When Li Qingyun saw this, his eyes gradually became sharp.
Isn't this what Tianji Pavilion does?
Let the monks come here to put down all their pride and be forced to bow to Tianji Pavilion.
But what Li Qingyun couldn't figure out was that the young saint had a bet with him and he just didn't want to give up.
Why are other saints willing to use this method and try their best to climb up a level regardless of face?
Thinking of this, Li Qingyun looked at the powerful saint below again.
"What did you promise them?" Li Qingyun frowned and asked in a low voice.
The powerful Saint was startled when he heard the sound, and he raised his hands and said: "Returning to Lord Saint Son, this is not a promise made by my subordinates, but this is the rule of Tianji Pavilion."
"The higher the level, the more opportunities they will get, so they act like this."
Li Qingyun suddenly realized and turned to look at Shi Qian: "Aren't you going to work hard anymore?"
While speaking, Li Qingyun also signaled the movements of the group of saints.
Seeing this, Shi Qian glanced at Li Qingyun with disdain.
"Tch, even if I steal it, I can still steal the same opportunity!"
"Why do you have to be a grandson when you can get something with your hands?"
Li Qingyun's eyes twitched when he heard this: "Okay, you are quite proud."
When Shi Qian heard this, his eyes involuntarily hid, not daring to look at Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun saw that Shi Qianqian hadn't moved for a long time and didn't want to wait any longer.
"Then you stand here and rest first, I'll go up first."
After saying that, Li Qingyun climbed to the sixtieth floor in one breath!
Shi Qian's face darkened when he saw this: "Good guy, it's a shame that I can't participate in this trial to be crowned king!"
Li Qingyun stood on the sixtieth floor, his eyes twitching crazily.
At this time, Qian Dingzhi’s IQ was not high, and he still thinks he is the king...
Li Qingyun sighed softly and quickly arrived in front of the sixty-first floor.
From here on, it is the test of the Holy Lord.
Li Qingyun didn't even think about it and took a step forward.