After walking through five or six thousand stone steps, we arrived close to the center of the mountain.
Shen Lang could already feel a trace of burden coming from his physical body.
Lan Xian'er's pretty face at the back was flushed, dripping with sweat, her slender feet were trembling, and she had obviously reached her limit.
"Miss Xian'er, don't hold on, hurry up and enter my body." Shen Lang sent a message to Lan Xian'er below.
"Sorry, Xian'er's strength is low and she can't help Brother Shen much." Lan Xian'er knew her situation, shook her head and smiled bitterly.
The reason why she climbed with Shen Lang was mainly because she was worried that other monks, especially Kong Lun, the master of the Bipolar Valley, would attack Shen Lang, and she might be able to help Shen Lang by her side.
But in the current situation, even if he wanted to, he couldn't help Shen Lang anymore.
"There is no need to blame yourself." Shen Lang shook his head and felt quite emotional in his heart. Lan Xian'er treated him so well that he felt a sense of indebtedness.
Lan Xian'er didn't waste Shen Lang's time and turned into a white light and flew into Shen Lang's body.
After continuing to walk for a while, the Nine-headed King behind him could no longer hold up. His legs were extremely heavy, and his climbing speed became slower and slower. He was separated from Shen Lang by hundreds of stone steps.
After the Nine-headed King persisted to the limit, his bones crackled and he could no longer hold on any longer. He had no choice but to give up. He smiled bitterly at Shen Lang Chuanyin above him and said, "Brother Shen, my capabilities are limited. , I can’t go up with you. I wish Brother Shen all the best and success in no time!”
Shen Lang nodded slightly and continued walking.
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Climbing to the belly of the mountain, Long Batian was in the first position and was sweating profusely. His steps became extremely heavy, and the bloody light covering his body began to flicker, and finally disappeared into nothing with a "boom".
His physical strengthening powers have expired, his bulging muscles have returned to normal, his body has shrunk, and his climbing speed has begun to slow down significantly.
"Long Batian, I guess you are also tired. How about you rest here for a while and let me, the old monk, take your place?"
The Thousand-faced Monk glanced at Long Batian, who was slowing down above him, and said sarcastically.
He was already less than a hundred stone steps away from Long Batian above him.
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Long Batian was already in a bad mood. The Thousand-faced Monk repeatedly made sarcastic remarks and did not take himself seriously. This completely angered Long Batian. He was extremely unwilling and did not intend to give up his first place. s position.
The Thousand-faced Monster Monk was not a good person either. Seeing that a lowly guy like Long Batian dared to yell at him, a sharp light flashed in his eyes and he sneered: "Interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange purple light glowed all over the Thousand-faced Monk's body, and his speed suddenly increased. In just ten breaths, he reached several steps behind Long Batian, trying to force a breakthrough.
Long Batian was forced to panic, and he tried his best to circulate the chaotic spiritual power in his body, and let out a loud shout: "Seventh level earth magic, red flame fire dragon!"
Suddenly, a huge red dragon-headed phantom suddenly appeared behind Long Batian. The dragon-headed phantom opened its mouth and spit out a fire dragon that was 10,000 feet long, carrying rolling flames and engulfing the Thousand-faced Monk.
"Hmph, you have the nerve to show off such a trivial skill?"
The Thousand-faced Monster Monk showed a trace of disdain on his lips and shouted: "Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
At this moment, a shadow of an Arhat condensed behind the Thousand-faced Demonic Monk. The Arhat clasped his hands together, and dazzling multicolored Buddha lights gushed out from his body, forming a defensive barrier.
"boom!!!"
The fire dragon collided with the arhat's shadow, causing a loud noise that shook the earth.
The scorching flames spread out in all directions, and the three immortal monks who were still walking below felt the burning sensation in the air.
After the explosion lasted for a few breaths, it gradually subsided. The amazing Buddha's light released by the Arhat's shadow easily withstood the fire dragon's attack!
"break!"
The Thousand-faced Monk laughed ferociously, and the arhat shadow behind him waved his golden fist, and struck the dragon head shadow that appeared behind Long Batian with lightning speed. The surging force defeated the dragon head and broke the dragon's body.
Tyrant magical power.
Seeing that the fist of Arhat's phantom was about to hit him, Long Batian was horrified and hurriedly took out a golden giant hammer and struck straight at Arhat's phantom's fist.
"Boom!!!"
A heavy collision resounded throughout the world, and a large number of golden lights and Buddha lights collided, creating a terrifying explosion.
After all, Long Batian was still a little inferior, and his body was unstable due to the shock.
The Thousand-faced Demonic Monk took this opportunity to pass by Long Batian, and used the brute force of Arhat's shadow to punch Long Batian down.
"ah!"
Long Batian lost his balance and fell down the stone steps, rolling down like a huge boulder.
Fortunately, the stone steps along the road were filled with strong suction. After Long Batian rolled down hundreds of stone steps, he stopped, stabilized his body with difficulty, and struggled to get up.
Seeing that the Thousand-faced Demonic Monk had taken his place and advanced hundreds of stone steps in one breath, Long Batian roared with a ferocious face: "Old Demonic Monk, if you offend me, you won't get any good results!"
"Seventh level earth magic, Tribulation Flame Golden Arrow!"
Long Batian formed a strange seal with his hands, and a red fire shot out from behind, turning into countless flaming arrows, flying towards the Thousand-faced Monk above like meteors shooting at the moon.
"What a lingering ghost! If I had known this, I should have knocked you idiot out of the Holy Mountain."
Seeing countless flaming arrows with astonishing power flying towards him, the Thousand-faced Demonic Monk cursed angrily. The shadow of the Arhat behind him clasped his hands together and continued to release the colorful Buddha's light to resist the power of the flaming arrows.
"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of explosions continued one after another.
Although the Thousand-faced Monk is not afraid of Long Batian's attacks, it is difficult for him to continue to move forward if he has to resist these attacks, and his face becomes a little ugly.
While the two were fighting privately, the three immortal monks behind them caught up with Long Batian.
Long Batian knew that he could no longer gain the advantage of first place, and he could not offend the other immortal monks in Luanshi Mountain, so he could only let go of the three immortal monks behind him one after another.
Kong Lun, Master Snake and Patriarch Sun and Moon, three immortal monks, passed Long Batian one after another and approached the Thousand-faced Monk.
"snort!"
The Thousand-faced Monk's face was extremely gloomy. He didn't want to tangle with Long Batian anymore, so he took out a golden fairy talisman from the storage ring, crushed it on the spot, and shouted loudly: "Tianyou Zhenjun Talisman,
now!"
As soon as the roar ended, a large number of golden runes emerged from the broken immortal talismans, and burrowed into the body of the Thousand-Faced Monk like tarsal maggots.
I saw the shape of the Thousand-faced Monk taking shape, a golden battle armor gradually condensing on the surface of his body, and a spear made of golden runes on his right hand, giving him an extraordinary and majestic aura!
After an astonishing change in his body, the Thousand-faced Demonic Monk ignored Long Batian's attack, his body flashed with golden light, and he quickly walked along the stone steps, throwing away the three immortal monks who were following him at an incredible speed.
"Dong dong dong!"
Long Batian's attack landed on the golden armor on the Thousand-faced Monk's body, making a harsh roaring and crackling sound, but all the power was blocked by the armor.