Chapter 44: The Myth of Bleeding (Part 1)
Rumble!
On the holy road, at the one hundred and ninety-one steps, the sudden surge of oppressive force directly hit the figure of Tsing Yi, and the vast clouds and mist of the entire majestic mountain peak were tumbling by the terrible fluctuations. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Bang!
The muffled sound of collision echoed on the holy road, and the entire body of the Tsing Yi figure trembled, and its facial features were distorted, as if it was about to fall down at any time.
This figure is naturally Jiang Han.
It's just that at this time, his relaxed expression has completely disappeared, revealing a painful look, but his eyes are still resolute.
The terrifying oppressive force swept in, even if Jiang Han's body was recast at this time, it was far more than ten times stronger than before, and there was still a crackling sound in the body that was subjected to terrifying oppression.
It was the sound of bones rubbing.
Jiang Han had no doubt that if his previous self was directly subjected to such a terrifying oppressive force, he was afraid that the whole person would be directly crushed into a meat patty.
"I can still withstand this bit of oppressive force!" Jiang Han gritted his teeth and struggled, his whole body carrying the terrifying oppressive force, trying his best to make himself stand up straight.
Rushing to the one hundred and ninety level, how can he be willing to attack the two hundred level without trying to hit the two hundred level? Jiang Han was instead aroused by this ladder of competition.
"Get up!" Jiang Han silently breathed, his body suddenly rose, and his left foot stepped up, climbing the one hundred and ninety-two steps.
Rumble!
The mountain-like oppressive force did not weaken in the slightest, but on the contrary, it suddenly increased again.
"Poof!"
Under this terrifying oppression, Jiang Han's knees bent in vain, and then he stood up straight again against this oppression.
"This oppressive force is really strong enough, but it is not enough to make me Jiang Han succumb. Jiang Han's eyes had a crazy look, his right foot was raised, and he resisted the terrifying oppressive force again, and completely stood on a higher step.
......
Shi Yue looked at Jiang Han on the light curtain and continued to advance towards the two hundred steps, his eyes were full of horror: "Could it be that he still has to wait for two hundred steps?"
At this moment, not only Shi Yue, but the rest of the disciples and True Dan Realm Protectors were all in absolute sluggishness.
Even, even the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm on the top of the supreme throne were shocked by Jiang Han's performance.
Dressed in a black robe, the indifferent Taichen Hall Lord couldn't help but speak: "This Jiang Han actually resisted one hundred and ninety-one steps, could it be that he can still climb two hundred steps of heavenly ladder?"
"No way. ”
"It's hopeless. ”
The white-robed young man and the woman in red shook their heads almost at the same time, and the woman in red even said: "In the tens of thousands of years of my Qianyuan Sect, there have been countless people who have ascended the ladder of the Holy Dao, and the records in the entry ceremony are only two hundred levels, that senior, how demonic and invincible is Jiang Han?"
The others couldn't help nodding, and rushed up the two hundred ladders at the entrance, which was legends and myths.
When the myth appears in front of itself, instinct resists.
"It's just that, who can be sure that after hundreds of years and thousands of years, this Jiang Han will not become a new myth?" Gu Yi's indifferent voice sounded.
The man in white robe, the woman in red and several others couldn't help but be suffocated.
Silence, wordless silence.
Jiang Han rushed up from the first step, except for Gu Yi, who was optimistic about him? He just sprinted all the way, and finally reached a point where the rest of the new disciples could only worship and look up, which shocked them.
The two hundred Heavenly Ladders, even among the True Transmission disciples, belonged to a level that was extremely difficult to break through.
Even, in today's Qianyuan Sect, there are no more than five disciples in the Tianyuan Realm who have reached this step.
As for the beginner disciples, it is not bad to be able to break through the hundred-step ladder, is it possible, this Jiang Han has just started, and he has surpassed the vast majority of disciples?
Even the Taichen Hall Lord, they didn't dare to believe it!
......
Time passes.
At this time, Fang Yuye and the other three were all at the end of the impact on the Hundred Steps Heavenly Ladder, only Lin Yuan Yuhong succeeded, but she only lasted for three breaths, and she was bombarded by the terrifying oppressive force.
This kind of performance, if placed in previous years, is extremely dazzling.
It's just that under the backdrop of Jiang Han, it looks so inconspicuous.
"Bang!"
One hundred and ninety-seven levels!
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed on this holy path.
"Three steps away. Jiang Han roared in his heart.
He knew that he had reached his limit, and the green silk runes in the core of his flesh and blood were already trembling faintly.
It's just that when he got to this point, how could he give up willingly.
Before, Jiang Han got the information from the Heavenly Tower, his mother was imprisoned in the Xueqing clan, but because of his uncle, he was not abused, but his mother was sad and weak.
really experienced eleven years from childhood to youth, only Jiang Han understood how good his parents' feelings were, and knew how hard his father's death hit his mother.
Therefore, when his uncle appeared and took his sister away, Jiang Han acquiesced and did not object, he hoped that his sister could go to the Snow God Sect and bring his mother a trace of spiritual comfort.
And deep in Jiang Han's heart, he longed for the day when he avenged the murder of his father, broke through the Snow God Sect, went to see his mother again, and went to worship his father with his mother and sister.
If you want to do all this as soon as possible, you need to improve your strength quickly.
Ascending the ladder to the heavens and reaching two hundred steps, of course what Jiang Han represents, this has become a legend in the Qianyuan Sect.
"As long as you climb the two hundred steps of the ladder, you will be accepted by the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm, and even accepted as a disciple by the sage. Jiang Han roared in his heart: "You must succeed." ”
"In this way, I can step into the True Dan Realm and the Transformation God Realm as quickly as possible!"
"Bang!" the footsteps suddenly lifted and stomped.
"Boom!" The invisible oppressive force skyrocketed again.
Tear up!
On the surface of Jiang Han's skin, cracks suddenly appeared, blood gushed out, and in an instant, the top of his green shirt had turned bloody, and blood flowed down his body.
"Bang!"
Jiang Han raised his feet again and stepped forward.
And on the steps of this ladder, where he had originally stopped, a footprint made of blood appeared, which made people tremble.
The figure in green clothes that was constantly trembling, the figure that was difficult and slow to climb towards the two hundred steps of the ladder.
That kind of calm and stubborn, that kind of invincible demeanor.
At this time, the twelve light curtains were united, and the camera zoomed in, revealing Jiang Han's state at this time, the almost distorted facial features, the squeaky sound of bone rubbing, and the dripping blood dripping from his fingers.
At this moment, in the entire Qianyuan Square, countless viewers were quiet, and many people had some kind of throbbing in their hearts, which was an inexplicable emotion.
But even the most unruly Lin Yuanji, looking at the young man covered in blood, couldn't help but shake his head, and finally sighed gently.
This is true admiration, not just for the talent of the other party, but because of that kind of boyish stubbornness, that kind of perseverance.
Lin Yuanji knew that perhaps, between them, they would still not become friends, but today, he was really impressed by the other party.
Step by step.
In the eyes of countless people, Jiang Han finally stepped on the two-hundred-step ladder completely.
It was at this very moment.
"Boom!" The terrifying coercion soared again, pressing on Jiang Han's body, Jiang Han suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, a large area of skin was torn apart, his knees couldn't help bending, and the whole person suddenly knelt down.
Then, he pressed his hands on the ground, supported his body, and slowly got up against the terrifying oppressive force.
At this point, he really stood on the top of those two hundred steps.
At this scene, all the spectators, even the digital god realm powerhouses on the throne, couldn't help but stand up, watch quietly, and witness it quietly.
In the cloud world, the young man in the green shirt like blood, the bloody body, and the calm face seemed to be saying something, and it seemed to be announcing something.
What is unyielding, what is the peerlessness of heaven.
This is the moment that everyone knows.
Myths and legends that originally existed only in the classics really appeared in front of them.