"Don't you think that in the past three hundred years, there have been fewer and fewer people who have been canonized, and even the proportion of Confucians has decreased!" Sun Sheng's face was solemn. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three writers sighed, and after careful thinking, they found that this is really the case!

"The problem lies in the foundation! The human race is inherently weak, and if they want to achieve the Holy Path, talent is not enough. It is necessary to test the acquired diligence and understanding, and have a solid foundation! Otherwise, the half-saints of the human race will eventually become fewer and fewer day by day, and in the end, just like the saints and sub-saints, they will not be able to come out again!" Sun Sheng said lightly, but the context was a little sad.

So far, none of the Terran demi-saints have the possibility of becoming sub-saints.

And the demon race still has an extreme law saint, which is equivalent to the human race sub-saint. If it weren't for the fact that there were disputes among the demons themselves, and in addition to the bloody battles of the men of the Tianlong Mountain Range, the extinction crisis of the human race would have come a long time ago.

"The so-called Seven Masters of Mayflies, and even the Ten Heroes of Buzhou Mountain in the future, are just false names! It's just that people sometimes just can't see through it, and they have been intoxicated by it. Of course, if you can't increase the chances of sanctification, everything will come to naught!" Sun Sheng's voice became low.

"No wonder the difficulty of the Mayfly Land has increased a lot this year, it turns out that there is such a painstaking effort in it!" the three writers retreated convincingly.

When the ladder reached the back, the speed became slower and slower, for example, Wu Yuanrong, who was the first to climb up, only reached the five hundred floors when it was dark, and then began to be silent.

There are a total of nine people in this range, including Zhuang Yichen, and the rest are all climbing with difficulty below the three hundred floors.

The first two hundred layers are doubling the consumption of soul power, as long as you are careful and replenish the Qi Recovery Pill in time, there will be no major problem.

From two hundred and one to four hundred floors, there will be an extremely terrifying gravity on the steps, and it will take a strong body and will to pass through. This is obviously more advantageous for martial artists.

After 400 floors, every step of the way, there will be illusions to test the mind! These illusions are not very clever, but every fifty layers, the illusions that have been experienced before will merge into one, forming a more difficult illusion.

Of course, these illusions are still much inferior to the natural illusions of the Yunshen Stone, because there are illusions of spiritual intelligence, and what is produced is the inner demon.

Now the first place is Xuanyuan Fangsheng, the second is Wu Yuanrong, and the rest of Han Wuya, Shang Zhongxia, and Qu Ziling are almost side by side.

Further down are people he doesn't know, and at the end is Zhuang Yichen. Judging from the current situation, only these nine people can enter the seventh heaven.

"You nine people are quite good, almost as strong as my clan's knights!, but my Protoss jazzes are as many as a cow's hair, which is much stronger than the human race!" Zhuang Yichen had just come out of the illusion when he heard Tao Lisi sneering, looking extremely annoying.

"The people of the human race, the higher the rank, the stronger the strength! And my human race's qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry can kill the enemy, you just rely on talent and brute strength!" Zhuang Yichen retorted lightly, and Tao Lisi was speechless.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!, I'm refining the Yuehua condensate!"

This is the benefit of the spirit body, even if it is hidden in the martial hall, where to hide, Zhuang Yichen can't find it. Unless it's to force her out by activating the imprint in the godhead on the second floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.

The sky was already dark, and the full moon in the sky suddenly became dim! A bitter cold wind blew, and many people were defenseless and felt like a blade scraping through their necks.

"Be careful, this is the damage that Gangfeng will cause to the body!" Xuanyuan Fangsheng reminded in a loud voice.

All of a sudden, the light of the treasure on the ladder shone brightly, and no one dared to retain their strength at this time. After all, if you are not careful, you will soon disappear in it.

Zhuang Yichen was wearing a martial arts human-level battle armor, and his body was far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, so it didn't cause him any damage to just Gangfeng.

At that moment, he continued to move forward in the night, and the speed at which one illusion after another was shattered became much faster. However, the speed of breaking through the realm like this was inevitably a little too fast, which made Zhuang Yichen himself confused.

"Hey, it's you're helping!" Zhuang Yichen stopped, and the divine thought reached the Holy Demon Tower.

"It's not me! The voice in the Holy Demon Tower seemed a little innocent, but it disappeared without a trace.

Countless questions suddenly popped up in Zhuang Yichen's mind, who could it be? Could it be that he had an innate advantage in cracking the phantom array?

In the depths of his eyebrows, the thoughts of the imperial beast and the demi-saint were arguing: "It's obvious that I broke one more illusion, how can you say that you broke it!"

"Ben Sheng never lies, I made a move!" the half-saint thought and blew his beard and glared.

"Hmph, shameless old man!" the imperial beast scolded with a crisp mind, like a delicate girl.

"You're old enough to be the grandmother of the eighteenth generation of this saint!" the half-saint thoughts sneered at each other, and the thoughts of the two powerful figures were actually arguing at the center of their little eyebrows, so it was not lively.

They each have a mission at Zhuang Yichen's eyebrows, and once they complete the task, they will return to nothingness. It's just that Zhuang Yichen, the master, doesn't know.