Ning Tao said softly, "Hey", this brass is quite sensible, but to be honest, this guy is probably the strongest among the three, and there was a sigh of relief from everyone.

The three major mentor camps can already declare failure.

Two people were defeated miserably, and one person admitted defeat.

And looking at the freshmen, the only ones who are really sure of defeating the Brass trio are Huang Tianqi and Qi, while most of the others are just half-matched.

Unless Zhao Hou, Liang Xinghe and others hide their strength.

But this possibility is not very high.

Ning Tao took a deep breath and stood on the 909 steps, wrapped in rich energy.

And from the 706 steps up to this height, they were all shattered by Ning Tao's power, but there were waves of energy pouring out from the steps, scrambling to get into Ning Tao's body.

Soon the weak man was pushed to the top again.

Even more powerful than before.

Ning Tao didn't move, quietly feeling the power, as if he was walking up the seven hundred steps step by step.

This is a deeper understanding.

The light and shadow of the giant on the top of the mountain also became more towering, like the top of the sky, which could never be climbed.

A pair of hands has already grasped the battle ax tightly.

Don’t be angry and be proud!

"Boom...Boom..."

After a long time, Ning Tao slowly opened his eyes, a ray of light burst out, he was full of energy, and his cultivation level had actually reached the late stage of the Fourth Soul.

Although it was shocking and fast, the pressure it faced now was also extremely terrifying.

It was intangible and substantial, as if it was going to crush him into a pulp.

Even he can't take it easy anymore.

"Huhu..."

Ning Tao looked up and found that it was already dark, and he was not far behind everyone else.

There are nine hundred and forty-five steps in the wild sky.

Sikong Shou, 943 steps.

Zhao Hou, nine hundred and thirty-six.

The music is wonderful, nine hundred and thirty-five.

Liang Xinghe...

The one closest to him, the one in front of him, was Feng Zian's twenty-two steps.

Even though the difference is not very far, each of the nine hundred steps can determine victory or defeat, life or death. The difference between each step is only the difference of a few people.

The killing intent and fighting intent go straight to the soul.

That terrifying pressure is pressing deep in the soul.

After watching for a while, Ning Tao stopped lingering and finally climbed up. Although the speed was not fast, it was not slow either. No matter it was the hope of the apprentice, instructor Tang Lan or the others, it was about Zhulong's first treasure.

He wanted to climb to the top of the mountain to have a look.

The new king, he also has a burning desire to win.

Everyone is looking forward to it. Now most of them have completed the game. When they are exhausted, they can choose to end the game. At the end, the game will be announced together.

From the initial participation of 50,000 to 60,000 people, only a few thousand people have climbed the 300 steps.

But it doesn’t mean that you will be selected if you pass.

It also depends on the overall score.

One genius after another finished the game and climbed up the King's Ladder, gradually becoming sparse and desolate.

But it's still very lively above the 500 steps.

It's very intense on the 900 steps.

You chase me, you rush me, you rush me, no one admits defeat, and the strong muscles are almost compacted.

"Roar ah ah ah..."

From dark, to dawn, to dusk.

Feng Zian watched helplessly as Ning Tao surpassed him. Even if he wanted to take action, he had no energy left.

In the end, I reluctantly stayed at the twenty-eight steps.

Liang Xingtong also caught up, and the toilet water had already woken up and ended the competition. The reward was very generous, because no one could surpass him in terms of perseverance.

Ning Tao was breathing rapidly. He was already on the 933 steps. When he raised his head, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or not, but the giant light and shadow actually pulled out the battle axe, but he only pulled out a sliver of it. His killing intent increased greatly.

He shook his head and continued to rush forward with gritted teeth.

The next day, early in the morning.

Ning Tao surpassed Liang Xinghe, stood shoulder to shoulder with Bronze, and saw Qu Miaomiao persisting just ahead.

"Young... Young Master, you... you are finally here," Qu Miaomiao said with difficulty, her face lit up when she saw this.

Ning Tao took a look at her and found that she had recovered to her sixth soul cultivation level, which was still at its peak. There was not much cold left. The steps here could help her recover and dispel the cold, but it could be seen that she was working hard to persevere.

I guess it's almost reached its limit.

"Miaomiao, if it doesn't work, don't hold on. Leave it to the young master. Don't mess around..." Ning Tao comforted.

Qu Miaomiao smiled brightly, nodded and said: "Don't worry, young master, Miaomiao...Miaomiao can still hold on..."

On the side, the brass muscles had a metallic luster and he was breathing heavily. Looking at Ning Tao, he actually said: "Friend Daoist Ning, do you want to take the position of the new king?"

"Of course, what? You want to stop me for your master?" Ning Tao raised his eyebrows and said cautiously.

But Brass shook his head and said: "Before departure, the master told me to speak with strength. I just want to remind you to be careful of Huang Tianqi and the two of them."

"Not only are the two of them highly skilled in cultivation, but their methods are also of the highest quality. Your advantage is very small!"

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, thoughtful, then nodded towards him and said, "Thank you!"

These words indeed reminded him that one was from the Overlord Sect and the other was from the Great Wilderness Battle Academy, so he might be the emperor's master.

Comparing myself with them, on the one hand, they have a strong foundation, on the other hand, they have profound skills, relying on the power of taboos, they are all comparable to the middle and top grades.

And their potential is huge.

Maybe everyone can improve in the future.

But compared with Huang Tianqi and the other two, he seems to be a little inferior, and has no advantage compared with them.

And his cultivation level is still worse than theirs.

Ning Tao frowned and stroked his combat power. It might be really hard to say when he met them.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but sense the center of my eyebrows.

The fourth turn has reached 96%!

The demon pill and some energy debris in his hand were all fed to it, leaving only the Wild Lord Demon Pill.

It seems that we really need to prepare...

"Miaomiao, give me all the demon pills in your hand," Ning Tao raised his head and took a step forward.

Upon hearing this, Qu Miaomiao took out sixty demon pills without hesitation and threw them to him.

"Brother Ning needs demon pills? I happen to have some here, so I'll give them to you," Liang Xinghe, who was behind him, suddenly laughed and threw a ring.

Tongzi thought for a while and gave the fifty-five demon pills in his hand to Ning Tao.

After receiving these three demon pills, there are more than one hundred and seventy in total, and many of them are wild beast demon pills.

Not only is the quality excellent, the energy is also superior.

Ning Tao nodded and said to several people: "Ning Ning has taken note of this, thank you very much!"

He took out a handful, swallowed it, and then stepped up the steps.

Several people looked dumbfounded. He actually swallowed it. The energy of the demon pill was very violent and could not be absorbed directly. However, after waiting for a while, they discovered that Ning Tao's aura was completely calm.

No improvement, no decrease.

It doesn't seem to be used to improve your cultivation.

In the invisible front, Ning Tao's eyebrows shimmered slightly, and the fourth round of the crescent moon reincarnation seal gradually became complete.

On the third day, Qu Miaomiao and others were surpassed.

On the fourth day, Ning Tao caught up with the third place, Zhao Hou. At this moment, the latter's face was red, his veins were exposed, and he was trembling all over while holding a black spear.

This is already his limit.

Just when he was about to call out the end of the game, a figure suddenly walked by and handed over his Imperial Spear, saying calmly: "I'll lend you the Imperial Spear!"

"Wha...what?"

Zhao Hou was stunned, and quickly shouted to end the game, lying on the ground, truly exhausted.

But when he looked up, he saw a figure that looked like a demon, holding a black imperial weapon spear and with flowing black hair, approaching Huang Tian and Qi.
Chapter completed!