Time flies, it’s noon the next day.

Accompanied by the surging clouds and mist on the second level of the ladder.

Zhang Feng came back from his meditation and looked at the ladder ahead.

On this day, all the monks were meditating outside, and no one left.

At the same time, while Zhang Feng was looking at the ladder to heaven, he also knew through the explanation given by the third young master at this time that there were ninety-nine steps on the third floor of the ladder to heaven.

The person who reached the highest level was a senior who reached the pinnacle three million years ago. He reached the ninety-fifth floor.

And more people fell down around the 80th floor and stayed in Yingmo forever.

heard the news.

Zhang Feng was still thinking about the third young master and asked, wondering if the senior on the 95th floor was still alive?

Unfortunately, the third young master shook his head, as if he knew what Zhang Feng wanted to ask, and directly told the truth, saying that the senior had been killed by the new monks a million years ago.

However, the new monk later felt that he was not weak and wanted to climb the ladder to heaven, and finally died on the 81st floor.

After he became a god, his strength was greatly reduced, and he was avenged by his senior friend.

These were all told to him by the ancestor of the Chen family.

This is not a secret news. As long as you stay in the secret realm for thousands of years, you can always hear it out of boredom.

In fact, it took tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years for the monks to talk about all the topics they could talk about and all the anecdotes they could find interesting to pass the time.

Zhang Feng didn't say anything when he heard this.

Not for anything else, just because the ladder to heaven gradually emerged when he was chatting with the third young master.

Today's ladder is still the same as yesterday, except that there are ninety-nine steps above the second floor.

At the ninety-ninth step again, there was a fog ahead.

"Let's go." Zhang Feng didn't say anything and walked directly towards the ladder.

"Don't worry, I will do what I can..." The third young master also said goodbye to the ancestor of the Chen family and left with Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng and the third young master were not the only ones who also set off.

The rest of the monks also set off and arrived at the second level area they had arrived at before.

Today's outside world and the second level no longer have the same test as before.

But if a monk who failed to pass yesterday arrives today, he will be excluded by the rules of the ladder and will not be able to step onto the ladder at all.

At the same time, after everyone arrived on the second floor.

The team and others looked at the steps in front of them and looked at each other again. They didn't care about Zhang Feng at all. Instead, they walked cautiously, one step at a time, one pit at a time, and slowly walked upward.

It wasn't just them, some other people were also walking up with extreme caution, thinking about each step one by one.

In this way, Zhang Feng saw that about a hundred breaths had passed, and most of the people who had gone ahead carefully climbed up to the twenty-sixth floor.

Including the most powerful Five Elements Sect senior brother, he could only wait until the thirty-fifth level.

The rest of the people are still wandering around on the dozen or so floors.

However, the people wandering around did not feel any anxiety, nor did they feel any shame in being in the public eye.

Because there are still some people on several floors, or even wandering in place.

Such people account for half.

Just like Zhang Feng, the third young master.

Zhang Feng is still looking at them.

However, Zhang Feng was not afraid.

Instead, he waited for a moment and saw that those who were ahead were not in any danger, and that the overflowing soul storm was not fatal enough, and then he took action.

At this moment, Zhang Feng was not like the team and others, who had to meditate for a few breaths after climbing a step.

On the contrary, in everyone's eyes, Zhang Feng climbed up to the fifty floor like he usually climbed the stairs, and came to the edge of the soul storm.

It wasn't until here that Zhang Feng felt his soul being pulled.

It's not like everyone else, who has to stabilize his soul every step he takes.

But even if it is on the edge, it has begun to affect the soul.

For Zhang Feng, it can be ignored.

Thinking of this for a moment, Zhang Feng looked back at the disciples of the Five Elements Sect who had reached the forty-third step at most, and continued walking up, his pace still fast.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Feng's pace gradually slowed down after he climbed the eightieth step.

"Many seniors died on the 80th floor..." When the monks on the periphery saw Zhang Feng arriving on the 80th floor first, they couldn't help but discuss it with the monks next to them.

Just because after the eightieth floor, every step you take is a test for your soul and body.

Throughout the ages, even the highest monks, as the Third Young Master said, could only reach the ninety-fifth floor before they could not withstand the storm of souls and retreated to death.

After the eightyth floor, the difficulty begins.

The ninetyth floor is even more difficult.

After the ninety-fifth floor, on the ninety-sixth floor, many ghost cultivators listened to the rumors left by the senior.

The seniors didn't know what happened, and they fell down before they saw anything.

Further up, to 97, to 99, no one knows what else is there.

But now Zhang Feng has no extra thoughts.

On the contrary, he used his powerful soul and body to activate the demonic state, resisting the tempering attack of the soul storm. Under the surprised eyes of all the monks outside, he arrived at the ninety-fifth floor with the realm of transcending tribulation!

One step further.

Zhang Feng maintained the feeling that his soul was about to be torn apart, and stepped forward step by step, while still maintaining the concentration of the storm.

But the surrounding soul storm turned into nothingness and blended in silently.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt that the scene around him changed, as if he had entered a distant time and space tens of millions of years ago. He saw that the location of the Ying Mo Realm barrier was a fairy-like mountain lakeside.

Surrounded by high mountains, there are many ancient monks walking around the nearby lakes and at the foot of the mountains, chatting with others.

Their clothes are all marked with the words "Cangshan Sect".

Zhang Feng glanced past them and took another step forward. However, he traveled thousands of miles. In the distance of this scene, he saw a mountain peak more than a thousand feet tall, standing in the clouds.

There was lightning and thunder on the top of the mountain, and there was a middle-aged man with elegant appearance, who seemed to control the seasons of heaven and earth. The void beside him split open, and real projections of various places on the infinite road appeared all around.

The middle-aged man looked at all this and then looked at the empty sky. When he was young, he seemed to sigh and feel a little lost.

But it can shatter the void in Wuji Continent.

The moment Zhang Feng saw him, he knew he was an immortal!

Moreover, every time the disciples at the foot of the mountain pass by the main peak, they salute the middle-aged man from a distance and call out the word 'sect leader'.

It's just that none of them noticed Zhang Feng. Even the sect leader who was like a god hanging in nothingness seemed to be a memory of the past in Yingmo territory, unaware of Zhang Feng.

But the next moment.

When Zhang Feng walked forward, it seemed that time had changed. I don't know how many thousands of years had passed. Although this place was still in the Ying Mo realm area, inside the gate of Cangshan Sect, Zhang Feng saw the dilapidated and desolate gravels all around.

Complex.

The previous middle-aged man also disappeared, leaving only a sad-looking Master of the Earth Immortal Sect. With the determination to die, he ordered the tens of thousands of remaining disciples of the Cangshan Sect to move towards Zhang Feng's position.

Zhang Feng suddenly heard this and suddenly turned around to look, only to see numerous monks swarming behind him in the direction outside the sect.

For a moment, the sound of galloping came from far away, accompanied by the low cry of weapons and magic weapons.

Following the orders from both parties, the monks rushed towards Zhang Feng's place.

Faced with such a situation, Zhang Feng wanted to move and retreat, but his mind suddenly became alert, retreating was a dead end and a ladder to retreat.

Zhang Feng thought about this and looked at the monks on both sides. He did not choose to evade, but calmed down and stood on this desolate plain, letting the monks pass through his body and closing his eyes in the fight.

Wow—

The sound of fighting and the clang of weapons exploded on the spot.

Their passing and fighting shook Zhang Feng's illusory figure, taking away some gray mist, and condensing Zhang Feng's soul, making the spiritual energy in Zhang Feng's body become more and more solid, as if under endless compression, it was almost

Form a substance visible to the naked eye.

With more than ten thousand monks charging forward, the shouts of killing gradually became louder and louder, as if spreading throughout the fantasy world, and the flames of war filled the earth for who knows how long.

Zhang Feng suddenly took a step forward, opened his eyes again, and felt that his aura was more mellow, and it seemed that he had naturally entered the realm of ascension.

There is a feeling of relaxation in every movement, no longer suppressed by the soul of the ladder, and all the previous soul illusions have disappeared. Now I am standing at the top of the third level of the ninety-nine steps.

In other words, this is already the ‘fourth level’ of Ying Mo Realm.

This is the top of the ladder to heaven, the end of memories from millions of years ago.

And in the surprised gazes of the outside monks, Brother Qing, the Third Young Master, the squad and others, they could clearly see that Zhang Feng's figure did not fall, but disappeared into the clouds and mist at the end of the steps.
To be continued...