But there are always some people who feel jealous and unconvinced, thinking that they can do it too. They stand up desperately and sway their bodies, wanting to continue moving forward. But when he leaves the boundary of the fifth floor, his face changes drastically.
Before the scream could escape his mouth, his whole body exploded.
"puff!"
There was a loud noise, and blood, flesh, and various dirt flew everywhere, covering the floor, and some even splashed on the people around him.
Wu Niiao was accidentally knocked to the ground by an unknown object. The corners of his mouth on his reasonably long face twitched hard, obviously he wanted to curse.
Miao He, who was under the ladder, looked up and shouted loudly: "Although a hundred people have already appeared, you can still move forward and exceed your own limits. I like people who dare to challenge, but I don't like people who seek death."
The sound resounded through the sky, and the gray eyes of those who had stopped moving seemed to light up again. They struggled to get up from the ground, a fire burning in their chests, a burning flame that refused to admit defeat.
The people of Miao country all stared blankly at the squirming figures above. This time the ladder was something they had never seen before. In the usual ladders, people were squeezing hard to compete for qualifications, and they even fought on it.
But today, these people seem to no longer take rankings seriously. They only want to prove themselves and prove that they will not fall easily. They can do what others can do!
One after another, people desperately tried to rush forward, even if they were vomiting blood, they were still trying.
The eyes of the three kings skipped these people and were placed directly on the clouds in the sky. Their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and reach directly to Ling Feng's back.
Ling Feng could feel more and more rhythms and powerful intentions around him that were repelling him. He wanted to squeeze him away and throw him down from a height of 100 meters. This was completely different from other people.
The original rhythm on the ladder wanted to overwhelm everyone, but Ling Feng used his will to find and capture the hidden rhythm and destroy them.
As time goes by, the rhythm becomes more and more powerful. Ling Feng is a little busy controlling the mysterious energy to block those weird rhythms. This consumes a lot of money on the brain, but I don't know why Ling Feng is very sharp, isn't it?
Looking at it with his eyes, he didn't know why this happened.
But Xue Sha in Ling Feng's mind knew that he had been sleeping in Ling Feng's soul ocean. He immediately noticed the strange movement. He sat cross-legged above the blood-colored space. In front of him was a red ball, and below him was a red ball.
The originally calm ocean rippled, then began to churn, creating huge waves.
"How can this be."
Xue Sha suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise. Even his illusory body could not hide the shock on his face. The ocean of souls was fluctuating, which meant that its owner was using it!
With a skeptical attitude, he looked up at the sky of memory above the ocean of souls. Pictures appeared one after another, and Ling Feng's sight at the moment appeared. It was an unknown space, full of unknown lines beating, and then
Tangled in red threads and destroyed.
"Good boy, can you already see the meaning left by the predecessors, but this meaning is a bit weak."
A smile appeared on Xue Sha's elegant face, and then he focused on the small round bead floating in front of him: "Then I will be more confident."
After saying that, Xue Sha closed his eyes again, and the ocean of souls was still rushing below, like a viscous sea of blood.
At this moment, the ladder seemed to lead directly to the sun, and there was no end in sight. Only a lonely figure with a red head was walking alone. As the pressure increased, Ling Feng was gradually awakened by pain, and his empty eyes regained their energy.
"Where is this?"
Ling Feng glanced around in confusion, then looked down at the clouds below and the golden ladder at his feet, and realized that he had walked up the ladder for who knows how many levels.
"Then let's go on in one breath."
Ling Feng took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the sky. Facing the bright sun, he started running. Without doing anything, he started running. Under the pressure that made people unable to move, Ling Feng actually started running.
Get up!
But he is not simply running. During the process of running, he is still destroying the profound energy to block more and more rhythms. He must not make mistakes at this time. These rhythms want to throw him down. This is almost a thousand meters high in the sky.
, it would be miserable if it fell.
"Book step."
Ling Feng condensed his profound energy at his feet, and ejected with a roar. However, in less than a second, his momentum was reduced as if he was stopped by an invisible giant net. At the same time, the pressure around him suddenly increased, and he became again.
Want to crush his power.
Seeing this situation, Ling Feng's eyes lit up and he said: "Cunning." Then he walked up to the statue calmly, with countless silk threads on his body blocking the rhythm. Ling Feng would never dare to wrap it with mysterious energy.
Use your body to resist, because then it is equivalent to wearing a piece of armor, and those rhythms will adhere to it.
At this moment, Ling Feng could feel dense rhythms all around him. If he made the slightest mistake, he would be pressed to the ground, and the spiritual palace began to tremble. The profound energy inside was quickly being consumed, and he felt overwhelmed, and his body began to feel sore.
Sweat quietly emerged from the pores on his body, but Ling Feng resisted this feeling and continued to walk up. The pressure on his body would increase with each footfall, causing his body to start to hurt every time he moved, instead of being sore.
Already..
Those rhythms became aggressive, and the mysterious threads that escaped Ling Feng pierced into his skin, like soft needles, pricking every nerve of Ling Feng.
But Ling Feng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and continued to take hard steps upwards. He wanted to see where his limit was. If he rushed past it, he would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
But those ubiquitous rhythms attacked Ling Feng crazily, burrowing into his flesh and blood, biting his nerves like a poisonous snake. The pain once blinded Ling Feng.
At the bottom of the ladder at this moment, many people who have failed are still struggling up. Those who have stepped onto the fifth floor are sitting on the steps honestly, not daring to move, and even breathing is honest.
This ladder is very large and 100 meters wide, so it can accommodate so many people.
The hundreds of thousands of people at the bottom are a little numb, but their eyes can't leave the clouds of the ladder. They want to see the red boy appear, the sooner the better. If he is from the Miao country, they will be very happy, but this is a
Guys from Tianyu Kingdom!
The three kings stood below and waited quietly. Ling Feng was actually being clever, but it was even more remarkable to be able to discover and use the profound energy to block it. At least they couldn't do this back then. Historically, Miao Guo was young.
No one in my generation can do it.
Miao and Miao, who was in charge of criminal law next to him, suddenly laughed and said, "Young man, don't you know that the ladder to heaven will never be finished?" There was a hint of schadenfreude in their tone.
"He's pushing his own limits."
Miusi shook his head and said, with a bit of regret in his tone. There are really not many young people like Lingfeng left, but it is a pity that they are not from Miao country.
And in the empty city, sitting on the top of the pavilion above an inn, was a beautiful woman with golden hair. She was wearing a simple and elegant blue dress that reached her waist. She looked so graceful, and her long white legs were swinging in the air.
Her bright eyes were staring at the ladder in the distance, and she said with some doubts: "What is the master doing up there? Do you want to pick the sun and give it to Yue'er?" Speaking of this, Fen Yue laughed foolishly: "Hello, Yue'er.
I like the sun, the golden color is the same as my eyes.”
However, Ling Feng did not catch the sun now. Instead, he quickly lay down on the ground, arched his waist, and tried his best to straighten his back, but it seemed that he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. No matter how he moved, his back
I just can't lift it up.
"Damn it!"
Ling Feng cursed and simply stopped lifting. He walked up the ladder in an awkward posture, but with every step he took, there seemed to be an extra mountain on his back, and his bones made harsh friction sounds.
"Crunch!"
Every movement of the bones and joints in the body will cause huge damage, but Ling Feng can no longer care about so much. He wants to lift his foot again, but this time he can't. It seems that hundreds of nails have hit Ling Feng's foot.
He was nailed to the ladder, and every time he moved, he felt a crushing pain.
Ling Feng's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. He raised his foot with all his strength, resisting the pain of shattering bones in his foot. He pulled the sole of his foot from the ground with the "nail" and then dropped it heavily.
"boom!"
This kick caused the golden ground to tremble, but it was this kick that made Ling Feng's expression change dramatically. He grabbed the foot that stepped on it with both hands and used all his strength to pull it off.
But the sole of the foot seemed to be stuck. Even if the flesh was stretched and twisted, the sole of the foot remained firm and motionless. Ling Feng was really panicking at this moment. This step was his limit. If the foot was always fixed on it, then he would
They will be eaten alive!
The rhythm here is not as good as below, but it has offensive power, not just oppression.
Ling Feng pulled his foot frantically, and the skin on his foot was torn apart, and red blood flowed down. Ling Feng no longer cared about the pain, he just wanted to pull his foot off now and then
Get out of this damn place.
Ling Feng's face was covered with sweat and anxiety. His bones and nerves were gradually crushed, and he slowly lost consciousness. Ling Feng pulled with all his strength and slowly moved his feet on the ground. It was very slow, but this made him lose consciousness.
Ling Feng saw the hope, and the strength in his hand quietly increased a bit, and at the same time he roared: "Get off here!"
The flattened soles moved on the ground inch by inch. The distance of a palm seemed so far away in Ling Feng's eyes. Blood flowed from Ling Feng's eyes, veins bloomed on his forehead, and his twisted face was filled with intense emotions.
Desire to survive.
"boom!"
With a soft sound, Ling Feng flew backwards for several meters and landed on the steps. He didn't know how long it had passed. He couldn't feel anything anymore. He just stared blankly at his unhuman right foot, and then used
He wiped the blood from his face with his hand and stood up shaking his body.
Without saying a word, he turned around and walked down the ladder, his waist straight, and for some reason those rhythms did not stop him.
At this moment, behind Ling Feng was the dazzling round sun. Ling Feng didn't say a word. There were two blood marks on his numb face. His right foot made bloody footprints every step of the way. It was so dazzling when it was stained on the steps.