Seeing the golden light that still existed around him, Leng Xuan was secretly shocked. Those two golden seeds actually contained such powerful spiritual power. This spiritual power had helped him break through from the mysterious realm to the heavenly realm. But even so, that spiritual power
The power has still not been completely absorbed by him. At this moment, he is using the pressure of the Zhantian Cloud Ladder to absorb the spiritual power crazily. As the golden light enters his body, he feels that his strength is rapidly increasing. At this rate,
It is estimated that it won't be long before he can reach the spiritual realm.
As time passed, everyone under the Zhantian Cloud Staircase focused their attention on Leng Xuan. They wanted to know what kind of achievements Leng Xuan could achieve.
"It's one hundred and fifty-eighth floor..." Zhao Chen said, "There are still twenty-two floors left to reach the top."
"It's difficult." Wen Xiyuan shook his head, "No matter how strong he is, after all, he is not in the spiritual realm. The spiritual realm is a necessary condition for reaching the top." After hearing this, Zhao Chen asked: "Deacon Wen, back then you also
Haven't you tried it before? I wonder how many floors you have climbed to?" Wen Xiyuan smiled and said: "Valley Master, please don't ask, my results are far inferior to theirs."
"He seems to be dying." At this time, Zi Yuan said on the side. Zhao Chen and Wen Xiyuan looked up and saw Leng Xuan standing on the 163rd floor, motionless, as if he could no longer go up.
"Huh!" Leng Xuan gasped for air. Under the terrifying pressure, his body shook uncontrollably. "I can't stand it anymore." He looked at the peak he was about to reach, and a wave of emotion surged in his heart.
Feeling of powerlessness. The power of those two golden seeds has been absorbed almost. Without the help of that powerful force, he feels that his body has reached its limit and may collapse at any time.
"Not far away." Not far from the Zhantian Ladder, a middle-aged man stood there, watching Leng Xuan quietly. Seeing Leng Xuan's tired look, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
Immediately, as if he had made some decision, he turned around and walked back.
"The one hundred and sixty-third floor..." Zhao Chen shook his head and said, "If his cultivation level is stronger, he might be able to directly break through to the semi-immortal level." Wen Xiyuan smiled and said: "Such an achievement is already achieved.
That's right, he has reached the one hundred and sixty-third level with the cultivation of the heavenly realm, which has never happened before in the history of Xilan Valley...He's coming down." The 'him' in his mouth did not refer to Leng Xuan, but to Xiang Qidong.
Xiang Qidong's best result was the 145th floor. Unfortunately, he had reached his limit and could not go up any higher. After falling from mid-air, Zhao Chen was just about to greet him, but he saw Xiang Qidong sitting alone without saying a word.
On the ground, he rested cross-legged.
"He should be coming down too." Wen Xi looked at Leng Xuan from a distance. But at this moment, as soon as he finished speaking, a refreshing breath suddenly came from the air. Everyone looked up and saw only the mid-air above their heads.
In the middle, a brightly colored flower appeared. "How could this...baise flower appear here?" Zhao Chen was surprised and said in amazement, "Deacon Wen." Wen Xiyuan shook his head, "It's not me.
made."
At this time, the Baise Flower was flying quickly towards Leng Xuan from mid-air. Seeing the Baise Flower approaching, Leng Xuan was equally surprised. However, before he could make any move, a nine-color light had already erupted from the sky.
It emerged from his body, as if calling for the Baise flower.