The Monument of the Heavenly King is indeed a good place.
Soon, Lu Ming arrived at the tenth staircase.
Xie Nianqing and Jian Feiliu also arrived at the tenth staircase.
However, only a few of the other twenty-nine elders from the Golden Sword Sect have reached this point.
On the other side, three men in gray robes, Wang Mie, Wang Mang, and the Heavenly Corpse Sect, also reached the tenth step.
Wang Mie and Wang Mang glanced at Lu Ming and the others provocatively, then stepped up to the eleventh staircase.
bump!
Lu Ming did not stop and stepped onto the eleventh ladder.
Phew! Phew!...
When he stepped onto the eleventh staircase, streaks of light burst towards Lu Ming.
These lights come in various colors and form various shapes, including swords, knives, fists, palms, hammers, etc.
These weapons of various colors exuded an icy murderous intent and came towards Lu Ming to assassinate him, as if there were many masters attacking him.
Lu Ming stood still.
Poof! Poof!..
These weapons hit Lu Ming one after another. The difference from before was that the previous monsters disappeared as soon as they hit him. But this time, after these weapons hit him, they hit him all over the body.
After wearing it, holes appeared one after another, and the pain that penetrated deep into the soul filled the air.
"how so?"
Lu Ming took a deep breath and looked in other directions. He saw that the other people were not injured, but their eyes showed disbelief or solemnity.
An illusion, it should still be an illusion, but this illusion is too real.
Just like many masters, they are really attacking themselves and piercing their bodies. That kind of attack can even penetrate deep into the soul and cause extreme pain.
In such an environment, how many people can stick to their hearts, remain firm, or even move forward bravely?
Once retreated, these illusions may become reality and cause serious damage to people.
"Awesome, but such an illusion is far from repelling me. My heart is as solid as a rock, unmoving. If I still retreat in the face of such an attack, how will I face Emperor Yiwu in the future?"
Lu Ming's eyes were bright and he continued to step forward.
The twelfth ladder still has many attacks. Each color of these attacks represents a kind of artistic conception of heaven and earth, which is extremely mysterious and is definitely reserved for the extremely powerful.
Then, the thirteenth step, the fourteenth step.
When they arrived here, all twenty-nine masters of the Golden Sword Sect had stopped.
On the fourteenth step, there were only three young men in gray robes, Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing, Jian Feiliu, Wang Mie, Wang Mang and the Tianzhi Sect. In addition, there were two old men with white hair who were still struggling to hold on.
Below the stairs, countless people are watching.
"Amazing, he is indeed a peerless genius. Which one of them do you think is stronger and which level can he reach?"
"It's hard to say. The Heavenly King Monument tests a person's ambition, will, and martial arts spirit. It has little to do with combat power. It is generally difficult to see."
"Having said that, it is not completely traceable. Generally, those with higher talents and stronger potential can go further, such as Jiang Taixu, so I think that among this group of people, Wang Mie should be able to
If you go further and step onto the seventeenth ladder, there should be no problem!"
"Well, indeed, there is also the fact that Lu Ming was able to confront Wang Mie just now, which is extraordinary. He should be able to step onto the sixteenth ladder, and Jian Feiliu, Wang Mang, and the three people from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, plus
The young woman could only step on the sixteenth step at most, or even the fifteenth step."
"Your speculation is quite possible."
Below, everyone was talking and expressing their opinions.
While everyone was discussing, Lu Ming and others took another step forward.
The fifteenth ladder.
call out!
A sword light, like a flying fairy from the sky, pierced Lu Ming's eyebrows.
Ling Lie's murderous intention made Lu Ming feel that he would die in the next moment.
I knew it was fake, but it felt so real that no matter who it was, I subconsciously wanted to resist, retreat, and resist.
"Come on! Even if it means mountains of swords and seas of fire, what do I have to fear?"
Phew!
Lu Ming's eyebrows seemed to have been pierced, and a cold feeling permeated his whole body. At this moment, Lu Ming seemed to have really been killed.
"I can't stand it!"
Lu Ming whispered, looking upward with persistence.
There seemed to be endless artistic conceptions of heaven and earth wandering between heaven and earth, and each one was extremely mysterious. However, this was not what Lu Ming wanted. He wanted to go higher.
Boom! Boom!
At this time, on the fifteenth step, the two old men screamed and were knocked down the steps, blood spurting from their mouths.
As for the three gray-robed men from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, two of them were shaken so hard that they were almost knocked down. However, they roared in the end and managed to endure it, but they were still breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
There was another one, Wang Mang, who was also trembling and his face was pale.
In addition, the sword flew and his whole body trembled slightly.
"Is this my limit? No, I can be stronger. I want to become the pinnacle of power. I want to use my power to protect the people I love. I want to save my junior sister!"
Jian Feiliu yelled in his heart, with a look of crazy persistence in his eyes.
bump!
Jian Feiliu was actually the first to step on the sixteenth ladder again.
He steps forward for love, and he must be stronger.
Yesterday, Lu Ming said that as long as he is strong enough, one person can become an ancient family.
The soaring heroic spirit touched him deeply, and he wanted to break the limit.
On the sixteenth step, Jian Fei Liu's body was shaking violently, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely firm.
Slowly, his body calmed down and he stood firmly on the sixteenth step.
"Jian Feiliu can actually step on the sixteenth step and hold on steady. It's amazing, it's amazing."
"Yes, Jian Feiliu is ranked 788th on the Thousand Pride List. With his ranking, it is indeed rare to be able to step onto the sixteenth ladder."
"Generally speaking, after ranking 700 on the Thousand Pride List, few people can step onto the sixteenth ladder!"
Looking at the sixteenth step, many people were talking in shock.
Seeing Jian Feiliu stepping onto the sixteenth staircase, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing had a smile on their lips.
The sword flies, and if he has an obsession, he will definitely become stronger.
"impossible!"
Wang Mang's eyes widened with disbelief.
It was already very difficult for him to step on the fifteenth step, but he didn't expect that Jian Feiliu could actually step on the sixteenth step.
"How could I lose to this loser!"
Wang Mang roared angrily and stepped forward.
The next moment, there was a look of horror in his eyes, he screamed, his body flew far away, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.
bump!
On the other side, the remaining gray-robed young man from the Heavenly Corpse Sect also stepped onto the sixteenth staircase. Suddenly, his eyes showed fear, but in the end he was not knocked down, but slowly stabilized.