Tuobada was more than three meters tall. When Tang Sanye looked straight, he could just see this guy's buttocks and found that they were a bit flat there.
"I will show you now..." Tuobada was so irritated that he wanted to take off his pants on the spot.
Lin Fei quickly grabbed him and shouted: "Okay, shut up..."
This guy can do anything. If he really takes off his pants, Yu Niang and Wu Qingying in front of him will see it, and Lin Fei will feel unhappy again.
However, he had just discovered that while he was at the foot of the Holy Mountain, his perception was extremely weak.
Considering that there is a Great Saint Silkworm Cocoon in his sun and stars, he can only perceive ten meters around him. It is conceivable that most other people's perception cannot go beyond five meters around them.
Such a range can be said to be extremely small, and it cannot fly at all. Although the energy of heaven and earth can be absorbed, it cannot be used or mobilized.
In a place like this, everyone is no different from an ordinary person. If you want to fight, you have to rely on brute force and some secret treasures.
Like Tang Sanye's Yang-Returning Jar lid, it is possible that it can be used without using the energy of heaven and earth, so Lin Fei is extremely wary of him. This is a real imperial weapon.
Although it looks unremarkable at first glance, Lin Fei is well aware of the horror of this thing.
If he is hit by it, his Taihun body will also be smashed into blood mist, and the barbarian Tuobada will not be much better.
"Let's go quickly, the people in front have already walked ten or twenty meters..."
Lin Fei shook his head, feeling quite helpless towards these two people, especially since he identified Mr. Tang San as the most dangerous person.
"Hmph! Today I, Brother Fei, will plead for you, so I will let you go, you stinky Taoist priest..." Tuobada snorted coldly and put away the heavy hammer.
In a place like this, he also knows the importance of secret treasures and brute force. As the bloodline heir of the Barbarian God clan, he is naturally somewhat proud.
"Bang……"
"Bang……"
At this moment, a dozen people in front of them suddenly rolled down the steps, and someone shouted: "That's an immortal elixir..."
"Where to escape..."
"Grab it quickly..."
A dragon-shaped immortal elixir passed by the steps. The dozen or so people nearby suddenly went crazy and rushed towards the steps. Some people rolled down directly.
"ah……"
Two people were so aggressive that they didn't notice that the elixir of immortality flew to the edge of the holy mountain, so they plunged into it and fell off the holy mountain.
"Bang……"
"Bang……"
What was shocking was that two bolts of lightning actually landed on the holy mountain, turning the two of them into ashes.
"Uh...what is this lightning..."
"Isn't it Emperor Lei?"
"The elixir of immortality is still in the air. Damn it, is it tempting us to snatch it?"
Everyone was speechless for a moment, their eyes glowing with gold as they stared at the little dragon a few hundred meters away from the holy mountain.
Lin Feitian also glanced at the little dragon. It was a green little dragon, only about half a meter tall. It exuded a strong medicinal fragrance. It might be some kind of elixir of immortality.
Not only him, but also the eyes of the immortals and others above him were shining with golden light. The elixir of immortality was a unique secret medicine that could help people live an extra life. Anyone could get it.
The elixir of immortality is something that is exclusive to the Great Emperor. If they take the elixir of immortality, maybe they, the holy kings, can directly enter the realm of the great saint.
"go……"
Yu Chen was the first to take action. He threw the folding fan out in an attempt to catch the elixir of immortality.
"call out……"
The green little dragon ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"boom……"
What made Yu Chen look embarrassed was that another imperial thunder descended from the top of the holy mountain, directly beating his folding fan into ashes.
"Damn..."
He was also cursing secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. The folding fan was an elementary holy weapon, and it was destroyed like this.
All the saint kings were also lamenting, and they could only secretly lament their bad luck, and they could only miss the elixir of immortality.
Although the immortal elixir escaped, it aroused everyone's fighting spirit. This must be Fulong Mountain, otherwise how could there be such imperial objects as the immortal elixir.
A group of holy kings were all in high spirits and kept jumping up the steps, trying to win this glimmer of secret.
…
Three days later, everyone finally climbed more than 30,000 meters, when a quicksand river suddenly appeared in front of them.
The position of this quicksand river appears very strange, with the steps running across the center. The quicksand river is a thousand meters wide, and waves of quicksand rushing down from the sky are very spectacular. There are also steps on the opposite side of the river.
The Liusha River appeared out of thin air and divided the Holy Mountain into two sections.
"go……"
The demon monk Tu Dao was the first to take action. The Taoist robe on his body unfolded and turned into a small boat that carried him floating on the surface of the Liusha River.
"Go quickly, don't let him take the lead..."
Immediately, dozens of people jumped into the Liusha River and wanted to cross the Liusha River, but something shocking happened next.
"boom……"
"boom……"
"boom……"
A huge whirlpool appeared in the Liusha River, and several of them were swept directly into it. After a while, their bodies were thrown up and floated on the Liusha River. The scene was horrifying.
"Damn, what is that..."
"Is this another trap..."
"They died so unjustly..."
The holy kings who have not yet stepped into the Liusha River feel lucky for themselves that they did not rush into the Liusha River too recklessly.
Lin Fei's eyes had been paying attention to the Liusha River and dozens of monks. They all used magic weapons similar to boats, but only a dozen of them successfully sailed across the river.
"Only the mid-level Holy King ship can cross..."
Lin Fei immediately judged a piece of information. Those who successfully crossed over were on ships of the intermediate Saint King level, while those who did not cross over mostly used saint ships.
"Walk……"
"Walk……"
"Bang……"
Several Holy Kings had just died in the front, and dozens more people immediately jumped in with the Holy King boats. Obviously these guys had learned their lesson, and they all took the mid-level Holy King boats. Those who didn't have boats found ways to catch others.
ship.
"These guys are all wealthy people. Many of them own mid-level Holy King ships..."
Lin Fei secretly praised in his heart, turned to look at Tang Sanye, and asked: "Third Master, this level depends on you..."
At this time, Yu Niang and others all jumped into the Liusha River. They also had a mid-level Holy King ship, and several top Saint King figures got together to ferry together.
Third Master Tang curled his lips and said: "Third Master, I don't have any mid-level Holy King ship. My nephew, why didn't you hook up with the two girls from Tianchi just now? They should have taken us there..."
"Well, this level is up to me..." Tuobada chuckled, and the heavy hammer in his hand appeared again.
I saw him throwing the heavy hammer up, grabbing it with both hands, and using brute force to shape the 10,000-kilogram hammer into an iron ship.
He squeezed the iron boat into a length of more than two meters, which could accommodate three people. Lin Fei laughed dumbly and said, "Brother, do you still have this trick?"
"Can this boat cross the river? It won't sink, right?" Seeing a boat made in this way for the first time, Mr. Tang San expressed serious doubts.
Tuobada curled his lips and said: "Sit whether you like it or not. If not, just stay here. Brother Fei, let's go..."
He threw the iron boat into the Liusha River and jumped in first, followed by Lin Fei.
"Wait a minute, Third Master..." Tang Sanye screamed strangely and hurriedly followed.
…
Half an hour later, more than 400 people finally crossed the Liusha River safely and stepped onto the steps on the other side of the Liusha River.
But before they walked a thousand meters, another river appeared in front of them. This deep river was about three thousand meters long. At this time, in the middle of the river, Ba Tian was standing with three women on the magic gun, moving forward.
The water in the river was bottomless, pitch black, and looked a little seeping.
"This terrain..."
A strange color flashed in Lin Fei's eyes. Thinking of the Liusha River just in front of him, Lin Fei suddenly remembered a terrain.
"Is this the weak river? That was the Eight Hundred Quicksand Realm just now?"
He remembered a type of terrain described in the "Spirit-Seeking Heavenly Book", called Ruihe River, with a boundary of eight hundred quicksands and a depth of three thousand weak water.
"After crossing the weak river, there won't be any Wangxiang Tower, Sansheng Stone, or Huangquan Road, right?"
Lin Fei felt a little nervous. He thought of some connected terrains related to Ruohe. Legend has it that these places all come from the same place, which is the underworld.
After crossing the weak river, there may be unpredictable places such as Wangxiang Terrace, Sansheng Stone, Huangquan Road, and Naihe Bridge.
The quicksand river just now may be the Eight Hundred Quicksand Realm, and the black river in front of us is somewhat similar to the legendary weak water. The three thousand weak water is deep, and this river seems to be only about three thousand meters long.
"ah……"
Lin Fei saw some signs, but the other Holy Kings did not know these things. Several Holy Kings still took the Holy King boats that they had used to cross the Liusha River. As a result, just ten meters out, someone suddenly rushed out of the Black River.
A strange hand pulled the entire ship in.
The six Holy Kings, including one Intermediate Holy King, were finished without raising a single bubble.
"Uh, where is this place..."
"What was that thing just now? Is there a master of heaven hiding in the river?"
Many holy kings felt chills on their backs, and a few even thought of quitting. The inheritance of Emperor Fulong was good, but one had to have a life to take it.
The Holy Mountain is really weird. A good mountain can have such a strange river in the middle. Even the Holy King can kill it at will like a chicken.
"go……"
At this time, the little demon Xiao He sacrificed a preliminary Holy King Ship. The Holy King Ship landed on the river with a "bang" and sailed forward smoothly.
Everyone stared at the Holy King's ship, wanting to see what kind of attack it would suffer. However, to their surprise, the ship sailed several hundred meters forward without encountering any attacks.
"What's going on?"
"Is the presence in the river a selective attack?"
"Little Demon God, go down and try..."
"Yes, little devil, you can go down and try..."
All the Saint Kings looked at the Little Demon God Xiao He, wanting him to test the waters first. The Little Demon God was too embarrassed to show off, so he had to sacrifice another mid-level Saint King ship and jump in.
"Brother Xiao, I'm here to accompany you..."
Yu Chen laughed and jumped on the Holy King's ship.
The two of them drove the Holy King's boat to the other side of the river. All the Holy Kings were staring at the two people on the boat. These two were the two most powerful Holy Kings. If they couldn't get across, what would happen to them?
Don't even think about it.
"Boom..."
The two of them drove a hundred meters away, and there was a sudden change in the river. The black palm rushed out again and struck at the mid-level Holy King's ship.