The scene on the stairs of the Heavenly Monument gives people a strong sense of impact. Eight people stand on the eight steps, and one person stands on the seventeenth step. Such a grand scene has not been seen in the past ten years.
"It is rumored that the nine-level ladder in the middle is a test of the martial arts will. If the martial arts will is not strong, and there is no determination to defeat everything, it is impossible to step on it. The martial arts will of this group of people is not only strong and stable, but also extremely tenacious." In everyone's heart.
Secretly, but at this moment, they all stopped and no one continued to move forward.
Eighteen, the number of double nine, is a hurdle. It is too difficult to take another step forward.
Otherwise, in the past ten years, three heavenly monuments have appeared, and all geniuses will not stop here. This is the same as the record in the past ten years.
Time passed slowly, and the nine people kept the same movements, as if they had forgotten the time. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and they were still there. The martial arts will in them became stronger and stronger. The eighteen-level ladder was not
Once you go up, you will be stable. If you want to stand firmly there, you must stick to your martial arts will or break through. Otherwise, you will still be knocked down, let alone hit the nineteen steps.
On the eighteenth level, they are defeating themselves, and their martial arts will is becoming more tenacious. As long as they are undefeated, they will become stronger.
"Situ Po, all three martial arts wills have been perfected. He is only at the eighth level of the Yuan Mansion. He has not yet entered the ninth level. All the martial arts wills have been perfected. As long as his realm reaches the ninth level of the Yuan Mansion, he will be among the top 36 in the destiny list.
There must be a place for him." Everyone sighed in their hearts.
Situ Po was destined to become a proud man, and now that he had encountered this opportunity, how could he not seize this opportunity.
The appearance of the Sky Monument this time is an excellent opportunity for the powerful evil genius, but it is a nightmare for mediocre people. Just like Ouyang Ting, the Sky Monument Road allows her to see what level of person she is.
"Ouyang Zhen and Zang Lengfeng are about to attack." At this moment, the crowd saw Ouyang Zhen and Zang Lengfeng starting to attack towards the last nine stairs, and they took their own steps.
The two of them were ranked tenth and twelfth on the destiny list, two places apart. Therefore, they had the intention of competing from the very beginning.
What is waiting for them on this final ninth level of the Heavenly Monument?
Can Ouyang Zhen and Zang Lengfeng break through themselves and break the records of the past ten years?
Everyone is watching.
"puff……"
Blood flew in the air, and almost at the same moment, Ouyang Zhen and Zang Lengfeng were knocked out, directly flying back from the eighteenth staircase towards the loop. There were figures flying in the air, catching their bodies respectively.
It was the strong men from the Ouyang Family and the Bafang Fenglei Sect who took action. I sighed secretly in my heart. After all, they could not break this record.
However, the flat record proves their talent. After all, those who have reached the eighteenth level in the past ten years are also extremely outstanding people.
When Xuan Yan and Yue Bufan saw this scene, they knew that they would face the strongest test next.
"Sleep Meng Gu Nian, you can't stop me."
At this moment, a soft sigh came out, and then everyone saw Qin Wentian on the seventeenth floor move. His footsteps fell and he walked up the eighteenth floor. Suddenly, his martial arts will was shaken.
The ancient thoughts are like power, the ancient thoughts are like dreams, and the ancient thoughts are like monsters, attacking madly, but Qin Wentian's martial arts will is undying, allowing the violent storm to hit, and allowing the ancient thoughts to be stronger than his will, but he is unwilling and unyielding
, immortal.
His steps were as steady as a mountain, standing on the eighteenth ladder, becoming the ninth person to stand on the eighteenth ladder.
Today, nine people entered the Eighteenth Step. However, at this moment, the two most powerful people, Ouyang Zhen and Zang Lengfeng, failed to attack the Nineteenth Step. Only seven people are still on the Heavenly Monument Steps, and all of them are on the Eighteenth Step.
ladder.
Xuan Yan finally made up her mind and continued to push upwards. With extremely strong obsession, she stepped onto the nineteenth step. However, in an instant, she let out a terrified scream and was thrown away like a kite with a short string.
When I got out, it was miserable.
Xuan Yan attacked the Nineteenth Staircase and declared failure. Now, there are only six people left.
After that, Yue Bufan also launched an attack, but also failed, with five people left.
All the four great geniuses ranked in the top thirty-six seats on the destiny list failed to reach the nineteenth step. Such a scene can be called tragic.
Is there still hope for these five people, Situ Po, Qin Wentian, Ouyang Kuangsheng, Chu Mang, and Fan Le?
"One step away is the ditch. If I take this step, I will be able to stand out from the crowd. I, Situ Po, will not lose, I cannot lose." Situ Po raised his head and looked at the sky monument, where he seemed to be there.
How could he, Situ Po, lose to Qin Wentian?
He can leave the Wushuang Realm, but he must not. He is expelled from the Wushuang Realm, and he cannot afford to lose face.
There were no members of the Juesheng Sword Sect among the Four Heavenly Prodigies in Cangzhou City, so their attack failed. He, Situ Po, could not be defeated, not only for himself but also for the Juesheng Sword Sect.
His heart had never been so tenacious as it was at this moment. He stepped out. At this moment, Situ Po was covered in cold sweat. In that moment, as if he had experienced life and death, he roared, and endless power burst out. The strongest persistence
He wants to keep himself immortal, he is Situ Po, he wants to win.
"Boom..." Another step, firmly rooted, Situ Po stood on the nineteenth floor. A terrifying wave swept across the ancient road stairs, and the back figure deeply shocked everyone's hearts.
That was Situ Po, Situ Po of the Juesheng Sword Sect. He stood on the Nineteenth Step and did what Ouyang Zhen, Zang Lengfeng and others failed to do. He broke the record of the past ten years.
He will become the most dazzling person today.
This ancient road to Tianbei seems to have been opened just for him.
"Win." Yue Bingying had a smile on her face. This was his man Situ Po. Even though she was injured and her body was still shaking at the moment, she didn't care. Situ Po had become the most dazzling person. She
Looking at the people in Cang Palace and the Juesheng Sword Sect, they would all be proud of Situ Po.
She looked at Qin Wentian's figure again, his death was coming soon.
"It seems that a strong figure is about to appear on the destiny list." Ouyang Zhen looked up at Situ Po and whispered. Xuan Yan also nodded lightly. Situ Po had done what she had not done.
"If I win, don't interfere with me and Xuan Xin anymore." At this moment, Fan Le's words suddenly came, causing Xuan Yan's pupils to shrink slightly, and then she saw Fan Le's footsteps heading towards
As he stepped up the nineteenth step, his fat body trembled slightly.
"Xuan Yan, I will defeat you." With a roar, Fan Le's feet fell down at the same time, and a loud rumbling sound was heard. He stood on the nineteen steps. At this moment, he seemed not to be afraid of life or death.
His fat body became taller in everyone's eyes.
No one would have thought that Fatty Fanle would reach the nineteenth floor.
"Fan Le!" Xuan Xin looked at the back, with a touch of hot water in her beautiful eyes. A sizzling sound was heard, and blood splattered on Fan Le's body, but he still stood there, unwilling to waver.
"Xuan Yan, do I win?"
Fan Le's voice floated over, and Xuan Yan looked at the bleeding body. Her soul was deeply shocked, and she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.
"Crash..." Blood continued to splash out, and Fan Le's arm seemed to be broken.
"Senior sister." Xuan Xin looked at Xuan Yan, tears flowing continuously. Xuan Yan nodded gently and said to the sky: "I lost."
"Bang..." As soon as she finished her words, Fan Le's body also flew down and lay horizontally in the void. Xuan Xin's body rushed out and helped Fan Le. When he landed on the ground, he saw Fan Le facing
She looked at her and said with a smile: "Xuan Xin, you are not mistaken about this genius."
"Well, no, I read it right." Two lines of clear tears fell down on Fan Le's face. Fan Le closed his eyes and fainted with a smile.
Fan Le became the second person to break the record. Although he only paused for a short moment, after all, he stood on the 19th step. He broke the record of the past ten years.
Chu Mang also launched an attack and roared, but he failed.
Although he failed, he had no regrets. He did his best.
Ouyang Kuangsheng was also shocked. The moment he stepped onto the nineteenth flight of stairs, he cursed: "Damn it, I'm not going to play anymore."
After the words fell, he was also shocked, but he defended himself first and was not seriously injured. He even cursed in his mouth: "Is this monument made by people?"
It was so cruel, he felt like he was about to die just now, and he was really dead. The miserable look on Fan Le's body was definitely not an illusion.
Only the last two people were left on the stairs of the Heavenly Monument, Situ Po on the nineteenth floor and Qin Wentian on the eighteenth floor.
The Heavenly Monument was originally opened for them, whether it was a coincidence or not, but in the end, only the two of them were left.
But, can Qin Wentian really compete with Situ Po?
There was a chasm just one step away, and how many people fell at that step.
Ouyang Zhen, Zang Lengfeng, Xuan Yan, and Yue Bufan, none of them attacked. Only Situ Po did it. Fan Le, it was half a step. He fought for love and fought to avoid humiliating Xuan Xin.
He told Xuan Yan, told Xuannv Palace, and told the people in Cangzhou City that his ordinary music was no worse than any genius.
After Situ Po stood firm, he turned around, glanced at Qin Wentian, looked down at him, and said calmly: "One step is a gap, and the gap between you and me is definitely more than one step."
After he finished speaking, Situ Po walked up again and stepped onto the twentieth floor of the stairs.
"Huh..." The crowd took a deep breath, their hearts shaking, but Situ Po was still moving forward.
Qin Wentian, on the other hand, closed his eyes and seemed to be still struggling on the eighteenth level.
Is this duel really necessary?
Three days have passed, and Qin Wentian is still the same; ten days have passed, and Qin Wentian is still the same; one month has passed, and Qin Wentian is still the same!
Situ Po stepped onto the twenty-first floor and threw away Qin Wentian's third floor, three insurmountable gaps!
However, they discovered that Qin Wentian, who was standing there with his eyes closed, seemed to have a demonic aura that was gradually getting stronger. Only when his will was perfected could he compete with the ancient inscriptions on the heavenly monument. At that time, he would be in his strongest state.