However, Sima Junting and the others seemed to have not given up.
While chasing Wu Xuan, the chiefs of each palace are also competing with each other.
Speaking of which, in fact, as long as you reach the summit within seven days, there is no big difference between who goes first and who comes last.
However, for warriors, being first is an honor.
Similarly, it is not only their glory, but also represents the Wu Clan branch temple behind them.
There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. Anyone who practices martial arts should cultivate an edge like a sword.
It's just that some people are restrained in their sharpness, and some are outwardly sharp, each in different forms.
Some warriors will show off their edge everywhere, while some warriors will usually restrain their edge and only unleash their edge and fierceness at critical moments.
But no matter which one it is, striving for the top and moving forward indomitably are the characteristics of a warrior.
If you are blindly timid and shy, without even the thought of competing with the geniuses of your generation, you are destined to be just a mediocre person. No matter how talented you are, your future achievements will be limited.
Realizing that the people behind him suddenly accelerated and gradually closed the distance, a trace of disdain suddenly flashed across Wu Xuan's eyes.
"How dare you, even you, to compete with me, Wu Xuan? You ordinary people, you claim to be one of the eight great witch clans, but you don't know that we, the Ji Dao God Clan, are the orthodox lineage of witch gods and are qualified to win the title of the ancient witch clan.
inheritance!”
Wu Xuan suddenly shouted loudly, his voice was extremely domineering, giving people a feeling of arrogance and arrogance. Along with his words, an extremely powerful aura burst out from his body like a king over the world, and the powerful air flow impacted in all directions.
, causing the chiefs of each palace to pause slightly.
With a bang, a high-pitched roar resounded around Wu Xuan, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. In an instant, he exploded one after another and broke through three steps at once.
And this is already the place after the 250th step. At each step, the pressure has reached an unimaginable level.
Sima Junting and others also felt mentally weak after climbing several steps in a row. They could only sit down cross-legged and adjust their breathing before they dared to continue climbing.
Before this, the fastest record took three days, but from the beginning to now, it only took less than half a day.
They still have a protracted battle to fight, and fighting to the death now is not a wise choice.
At sunset, most people were exhausted and sat down directly on the steps.
After a day of climbing, they had almost reached their limit and no longer had the strength to even move a finger.
"No way, I'm going to die from exhaustion if I keep climbing down!"
"Let's rest for a night before we talk!"
"Yes, there are still six days left, don't be in a hurry!"
Now basically everyone is around the 150th step, and more than 30% of the warriors have reached the 200th step.
As for Wu Xuan at the front, he has reached the position of Erbai's seventy steps, which is fifty steps ahead of the chiefs of the halls in the second echelon.
For Wu Xuan, this level 50 only takes half a day, but if it were anyone else, it would probably be difficult to climb up in a whole day.
What was waiting for him was the last sixty steps.
He asked himself that he was absolutely sure that he could surpass the previous record and create a brand new record.
Wu Xuan also sat down cross-legged and looked at the chiefs of the major witch clans behind him, with a trace of contempt on his face.
"hateful!"
Ye Wushang, the chief of the Dark Witch Clan, slapped the ground, stood up abruptly, and was about to continue climbing, but was held down by Xia Houjie, the chief of the Wind Witch Clan, on his shoulders.
"Senior Brother Ye, please be patient. At night, due to the influence of the tide of the moon, the array on the Cloud Platform will undergo some changes. Just stay in the original position, but if you choose to continue climbing at night
, the pressure of each step is equivalent to the pressure of the last three steps of the Cloud Climbing Platform."
Xia Houjie said in a deep voice: "It's okay for the soul pressure to increase gradually. If it suddenly increases to the last three levels, it will be fatal. Senior Brother Ye, you should also understand, right?"
Regarding this point, in fact, the elders of each palace or the elders of the family will remind you before going to the Dengyuntai, so it is not a secret.
In fact, as long as you take a step, you can feel the terrible pressure change, which is enough to make everyone feel intimidated and dare not take the next step.
Therefore, even a madman like Wu Xuan would not dare to continue climbing at night.
Ye Wushang clenched his fists, "I'm just angry at the face of that guy from the Extreme God Clan!"
"In any case, it's not too late to wait until tomorrow morning to compete with him again."
Sima Junting on the side slowly closed his eyes. It would be a good choice to use the pressure of the soul from the Cloud Climbing Platform to condense his own fighting spirit.
However, at this moment, on the climbing platform, there was a figure who was still moving forward!
"Um?"
After all, Ling Feng had only become a monk halfway, and no one had reminded him of the specific situation of the Cloud Climbing Platform. Seeing nightfall, everyone stopped in unison. Although Ling Feng didn't know the situation, he had a premonition of something.
However, Ling Feng still took a tentative step.
However, the moment he raised his leg, an invisible pressure swept over him, almost tearing his soul into pieces in an instant.
"hiss!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, this taste was so exciting!
His whole body trembled unconsciously, and Ling Feng felt that his scalp was numb.
This kind of pressure seems to have increased a hundred times in an instant!
Originally, Ling Feng didn't even sacrifice his fighting spirit, but under this pressure, the fighting spirit automatically condensed and formed, protecting his soul.
However, even though Ling Feng has been raising his fighting spirit from the black iron level to the gold fighting spirit level, the terrible pressure still has not slowed down by half.
His step seemed to be frozen in mid-air. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't step down.
However, Ling Feng is such a guy who doesn't believe in evil.
The more challenging it is, the more he likes to face difficulties head-on.
The next moment, streaks of colorful light flashed up.
Under that terrible pressure, Ling Feng's colorful fighting spirit could no longer be hidden.
As the colorful fighting spirit rose, Ling Feng finally stepped on it.
Kick!
Ling Feng took a heavy step, and what followed was a terrifying pressure that increased hundreds of times in an instant!
This is the terrifying mental pressure of the last three levels of the Cloud Summit.
"Um……"
With a muffled groan, Ling Feng felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy punch, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"What's going on?"
"Is someone continuing to climb at night? Are they crazy?"
"..."
Because it was night, it was almost invisible on the Cloud Platform, and everyone was concentrating on meditating and adjusting their breath. At first, no one noticed that there were actually guys who were not afraid of death, wandering around at night.
And Ling Feng's step almost caused the entire climbing platform to tremble slightly.
They looked at each other one after another, and then everyone was dumbfounded.
Because, they saw an extremely shining, colorful glow.
Moreover, they knew very well what this colorful glow meant.