"Damn it!" A dark look flashed in Qiong Ao's eyes. This kid actually broke through right under his nose!
"Even if you break through, you are still only as strong as the fifth level of Ningyun. If you want to catch up with me, you are still far away!"
After saying that, spiritual power surged all over his body, and he soared into the sky, his speed suddenly increasing.
Chu Yiyili followed behind, without any hurry or impatience, he took a piece of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and chewed it directly. The spiritual energy in his body boiled like a cauldron, and he used the Spirit Melting Technique to quickly refine the spiritual power of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
Twenty-second floor ladder.
Chu Yiliu had become accustomed to the gravity of the ladder. He was refining heavenly materials and earthly treasures leisurely and improving his strength while walking up.
Don't stay on the ladder for too long, otherwise the gravity of the ladder will become stronger and stronger.
"What is that kid doing?" Someone looked at him doubtfully, "Does he seem to be eating?"
"Does this guy think he's here for vacation?" someone said with a curled lip.
Everyone was extremely cautious about the crimson ladder, but Chu and Yiliu seemed to be here just for fun. Mo Ji was making Lie Yan very angry while walking up. Chu Yiliu was eating as he walked.
These two are... weird!
"This kind of person also dreams of being able to step onto the ninetieth floor of the ladder. It is simply a fool's dream." Jiang Yi said coldly.
He has now stepped onto the forty-level ladder, enough to overlook Chu Yiyi.
boom...
On the 40th floor of the ladder, a powerful artistic conception suddenly rushed towards his face. Jiang Yi's face changed drastically, and he immediately gathered his mind and went all out.
Chu Yiyi ate more than a dozen portions of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the spiritual energy in his body boiled like a river. The Hunyuan Mutian Jue began to operate rapidly, and the newly formed fifth spiritual cloud quickly solidified and gradually became thicker.
boom!
The spiritual energy in his feet suddenly spurted out, and he flew up quickly.
Twenty-fifth floor ladder.
Twenty-seventh floor.
The 30th floor ladder.
...
His spiritual power continued to be consumed, and only after the fifth group of spiritual clouds truly stabilized did Chu Yiliu stop replenishing his spiritual power.
He tilted his head to look at Qiong Ao, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Do you think you are very fast?"
With spiritual power pouring into his legs, Chu Yiliu rushed up to the thirty-first floor of the ladder.
boom...
The scene in front of me changed instantly.
Killing intent!
A violent killing intent rushed toward him, and Chu Yiliu's eyes shrank: On the thirty-floor ladder, gravity no longer increased, adding to the impact of the artistic conception.
His clothes made hunting noises all over his body, and the mental power in his sea of consciousness quickly solidified to block the invasion of murderous intent.
At this time, in the study room of Crimson Pavilion.
A young man with a gentle complexion was painting, and a scroll beside him reflected the situation in the Ladder Tower.
"Sir, this kid can actually use the pressure of the ladder to improve his strength?" The book boy murmured to himself when he saw Chu Yiliu's breakthrough.
No one expected that the master of Crimson Pavilion would be such a handsome young man.
His red lips were slightly raised, and he said calmly: "To be chosen by Master, he is indeed very talented."
While painting, he glanced at Chu Yiliu out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but say "Huh".
Mental power?
The brush in his hand also stopped, and the ink dripped on the scroll, leaving dazzling ink dots.
He didn't care about painting anymore, and watched Chu Yiliu with stern eyes as he resisted the impact of the artistic conception on the thirty-first floor of the ladder, and murmured to himself: "What a good boy, he has actually condensed his mental power at such a young age."
"Spiritual power?" The book boy opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Didn't Sir say that only the spiritual master's strength can condense mental power?"
The Crimson Pavilion Master smiled slightly and said: "Those are ordinary people. There are always a few special ones among all living beings."
His eyes moved slightly, and the ink dots on the scroll were quickly peeled off and returned to the ink pen, leaving no trace on the scroll.
It’s also spiritual power!
However, the Crimson Pavilion Master's mental power is even stronger.
The book boy opened his eyes wide. His husband's methods were always mysterious and mysterious. To be able to shock him showed that Chu Yiyi was indeed extremely talented.
Chu Yiliu didn't know that everything he did would fall into the eyes of the Crimson Pavilion Master.
When the murderous intent struck, he almost instinctively used his mental power to resist. This level of murderous intent simply could not penetrate into his sea of consciousness.
Chu Yiliu still walked calmly and quickly chased Qiong Ao.
On the forty-fifth floor of the ladder, Qiong Ao is not far away.
His eyes were scarlet, and it was obvious that the artistic conception attack from the Heaven Ladder had a big impact on him. He thought to himself: Humph, brat, you are only as strong as the fifth level of Cloud Condensing Realm, let’s see how you can block the artistic conception attack!
However, as soon as he turned his head, Chu Yiliu was standing two ladders away from him, smiling.
No, there is only one ladder away.
Chu Yiliu was calm and calm and said with a smile: "Mr. Qiong, we meet again. I wonder if I can go to your Qiong's for a drink again tonight?"
Qiong San's eyes turned red instantly and he roared: "Get out!"
At this moment, he no longer cared about hiding his methods. An astonishing momentum erupted from his body, and his spiritual energy surged. Eight spiritual clouds erupted, and his body expanded rapidly.
Dharma formula!
Within a few breaths of time, Qiong San's figure had grown dozens of times its original size.
Bang!
Forty-sixth floor.
Forty-seventh floor.
His speed also increased suddenly, and he quickly distanced himself from Chu Yiliu.
"Fa Xiang Jue?" Chu Yiliu's eyes lit up slightly. This move of imitating the spirit master's method - Fa Xiang Tiandi was actually somewhat interesting.
It is somewhat similar to the Demon Clan's magic technique, which can quickly improve the monk's overall strength. I just don't know how long Qiong Ao can persist.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he followed Qiong Ao unhurriedly.
The monk Qiong Ao on the ladder to heaven had already performed the unique skill of pressing down on the bottom of the box, and immediately stopped hiding his clumsiness. The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and quickly flew up to the heights.
For a time, the speed of everyone climbing the ladder increased significantly.
Mo Ji looked at Lie Yan who was about to fall down from exhaustion, smiled and said, "I'll take a step first, and you can catch up slowly."
roar!
He roared angrily, his energy and blood boiled, and he became possessed instantly. He shot forward, surpassing five or six people in succession, and caught up with Chu Yiliu.
"Let's go!" The corners of Chu Yiliu's mouth raised slightly, the power of energy and blood roared out, his whole body transformed into the shape of a dragon, and his speed suddenly increased.
Body and Qi cultivation!
The eyes of the onlookers were all shocked.
The second person on the ladder to heaven who cultivates both body and energy.
The book boy also muttered in a low voice: "This guy is really hiding his clumsiness."
The energy and blood power in the late stage of the Boiling Blood Realm burst out, and the distance between Chu Yiliu and Qiong Ao quickly shortened.
Qiong Ao turned his head and saw two arrows rushing toward him. He was shocked: Impossible. How could this kid be so fast?
He gritted his teeth, worked hard to use his spiritual power, and rushed upward, but the distance between him and Chu Yiyi was getting smaller and smaller.
On the sixtieth floor of the ladder, Qiong Ao originally planned to take a rest here, but seeing Chu Yiliu catch up, he felt unwilling to rest and rushed up.
However, the spiritual energy in his body was consumed tremendously, and his speed soon slowed down.
Sixty-five floors of the ladder.
Chu Yiyi caught up with Qiong Ao. He smiled and said, "Run? Why don't you run away? Third Young Master Qiong?"
"You..." Qiong San blushed. He wanted to run away, but his spiritual energy couldn't keep up, and the impact of the artistic conception power of the sixty-story ladder was terrifying.
On the other hand, Chu and Yi Yili looked like people who were fine.
"You...you must be cheating!" he roared sternly.
"Cheating?" Chu Yiliu smiled lightly, shook his head, and said, "It's not that we are cheating, but that your strength is not enough."
"You have never been our target!"
Chu Yiliu walked past him calmly.
Mo Ji smiled naively, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's have a drink together if we have the chance. The Immortal Drunk tastes good."
roar!
Mo Ji was like an ancient ferocious beast, with energy and blood boiling as he followed Chu Yiliu closely.
You have never been our target!
With these words echoing in Qiong Ao's mind, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure was on the verge of collapse. He wanted to trample Chu Yiliu under his feet, but who would have thought that in the end, they would never take him seriously.
He has exhausted all his tricks and is nothing more than a clown in front of others.
Qiong Ao thought about the encounter outside Dengxian Pavilion. If he had not humiliated Chu Yiyi and the other two, perhaps he would not have been in such an embarrassing situation.
This time, he has missed the ladder!
"Ah?" Everyone looked shocked when they saw Mr. Qiong falling straight down from the ladder.
...
On the ladder, Jiang Yi heard everyone's exclamations. He quickly turned around and saw Qiong Ao falling down. His pupils shrank. When he saw Chu Yiliu and the others following him, his expression changed drastically.
"You are pretty quick too!" His eyes turned cold, and the Four Seas and Eight Wastes Art started to operate. Spiritual energy surged in from all directions and shot out to high places quickly.
"Is it fast?" Chu Yiliu smiled slightly, "It can be faster!"
Rumble...
The energy and blood in his body roared, and he quickly surpassed Jiang Yi. He turned to look down at him and smiled slightly.
The clown!
A look of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Yi's face. Only now did he know who the real clown was.
He was not the only one who practiced with all his heart and effort, everyone was working hard, but he did not see the efforts of others, he only saw others taking away his glory.
Jealousy makes people ugly!
Jiang Yi's face was burning. He buried his head and moved up step by step, but every step up became difficult.
...
On the seventy-ninth floor, Chu Yiliu saw the elder brother of Beijian Academy who threatened to kill him. It had to be said that Hong Mingjian was indeed powerful, and he seemed to have become the second person on the ladder.
Ninety-level ladder!
I can also achieve it! Although Hong Mingjian is having an extremely difficult time walking up each level of the ladder, his heart is full of fire.
He practices swordsmanship, so his mind is undoubtedly stronger than most people. Only when his mind is clear of distracting thoughts can he practice swordsmanship well.
Rumble...
He was stepping onto the 80th floor of the ladder when suddenly there were two rumbling sounds under his feet, and two figures rushed up one after the other.
"It's so fast, how could it be like this?" Hong Mingjian's heart was filled with turmoil.
When he saw the person clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Chu Yiliu and Mo Ji.
It's them!
"How is that possible?" His expression turned ferocious instantly.
Mo Ji stopped on the same floor as Hong Mingjian and said in a loud voice: "Second brother, I can't walk anymore, you go first."
Chu Yiliu nodded slightly and said, "Meet me on the ninetieth floor!"
"Okay!" Mo Ji nodded heavily.
Chu Yiliu walked past Hong Mingjian without even looking at him.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Hong Mingjian's face, this guy actually ignored him. He was indignant, clenched his fists, and with sword energy bursting out from his body, he chased Chu Yiliu, but the further he chased, the further the gap between the two became.
Hong Mingjian suddenly felt the urge to vomit blood...