On the ladder, the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect were sweating profusely, their faces were struggling, and their feet were like pouring lead, making it difficult to move an inch.

Walking in the front, it is naturally Huang Wuru, he is steady and steady, every step is extremely light, at this moment, Huang Wuru has walked thirty steps.

In second place, it is Leng Qianqiu, Leng Qianqiu's speed is also not slow, and he has already walked twenty steps.

Wu Qingliu stood at the foot of the ladder, looking up at the dense crowd on the ladder, and finally gritted his teeth and stepped up towards the ladder.

As soon as he took the first step, Wu Qingliu's face had not changed much, but when he walked to the fifth step, Wu Qingliu's forehead was already in cold sweat, and in the sixth step, Wu Qingliu was already struggling, and when he took the seventh step, Wu Qingliu was like a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

"I didn't expect her injuries to be so serious. On the side, Yang Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at Wu Qingliu on the ladder, his brows furrowed slightly.

Yang Fan relied on the Eight Methods of Qi Observation and the Heavenly Eye Technique, and he could clearly see that at this moment, Wu Qingliu's meridians were broken, and it was a mess, and even Wu Qingliu's dantian was cut off in half, which was miserable.

"After being so seriously injured, she was able to maintain her cultivation in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and walk up the seventh-step ladder, she can be regarded as a genius. Yang Fan looked at Wu Qingliu, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.

"Ice Spirit, I almost lost my eyes. At this time, Yang Fan's pupils trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart.

Yang Fan discovered that Wu Qingliu was not only talented and strong-minded, but also possessed a rare ice spirit body!

Ice Spirit Body, born with affinity for the Ice Heavenly Dao, if practiced to the greatest extent, it is almost invincible at the same level!

However, the ice spirit body on Wu Qingliu's body was obviously not activated, and no one could see that Wu Qingliu had an ice spirit body.

"Without activating the ice spirit body, the talent is so good, Wu Qingliu is indeed a talent. Yang Fan looked at Wu Qingliu on the ladder, and couldn't help but think of the palace master of the Ice and Snow Palace, Mu Bingxue, at the beginning, Mu Bingxue made good use of the way of ice and snow.

Rumble!

At this time, a piercing buzz suddenly sounded, Yang Fan frowned slightly, looked up, and found that Wu Qingliu trembled, spat blood from his mouth, and flew out directly from the eighth heavenly ladder, falling heavily to the ground.

Poof!

Seeing this, the disciples of the Heavenly Xuan Sect on the ladder immediately burst out laughing.

"Haha! I'm laughing to death, Wu Qingliu is really a waste, he can't even bear the coercion of the eighth step of the ladder. ”

"Wu Qingliu, if you don't feel ashamed, I'm ashamed of you, I can't bear the pressure of the eighth order, if I were you, I would have found a crack in the ground a long time ago. ”

……

On the ladder, the crowd stopped and laughed.

Huang Wuru, who was walking in the forefront, also turned his head and looked at Wu Qingliu secretly shaking his head, while Leng Qianqiu sneered.

"Sister, don't participate in this broken assessment! Let's go home! Go home now!" On the side, Wu Changqing burst into tears, ran out with a choked voice, and helped the pale Wu Qingliu up.

The corners of Wu Qingliu's mouth twitched, and he forcibly squeezed out a smile from his pale face, and said, "Changqing, you believe in sister, sister will definitely pass the assessment!"

Wu Qingliu endured the sharp pain coming from his body, gritted his teeth, took steps, and climbed the ladder again.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Wu Qingliu walked very slowly, she tried her best, but she still only climbed to the eighth step, and then she trembled and flew out upside down.

Immediately afterwards, for the third, fourth, and fifth times, Wu Qingliu kept flying upside down, and kept climbing the ladder again!

Soon, one-third of the time for a stick of incense had already passed, Huang Wuru had already walked through the eighty steps, Leng Qianqiu had already walked through the sixty steps, and the rest of the Tianxuan Sect disciples had walked forty or fifty steps.

Yang Fan looked at the ladder in front of him and shook his head secretly, this kind of ladder was not worth mentioning at all in Yang Fan's eyes, even if it was a disciple of the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in the Fan Emperor Palace, he could easily complete the journey.

"The peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, you should be able to go to the ninetieth order. Yang Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at Huang Wuru on the ladder.

Yang Fan made a preliminary estimate that with Huang Wu's ruthless cultivation and talent, he would be able to reach the ninetieth level at most.

Sure enough, when Huang Wuru walked to the ninetieth step, he finally stopped, paused in place, closed his eyes slightly, and crossed his knees.

Yang Fan shook his head, turned his gaze, looked at Leng Qianqiu again, and said to himself: "In the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, you should be able to barely reach the eighty steps. ”

As soon as Yang Fan's words fell, Leng Qianqiu was sweating profusely, trembling lightly and pausing on the eighteenth step, never daring to take a step forward.

Then, Yang Fan glanced at the rest of the Xuantian Sect disciples, among these people, the strongest stopped at the seventieth order, and the rest were basically between the fiftieth and sixtieth orders.

"This Xuantian Sect is really weak enough. Yang Fan retracted his gaze, and he didn't bother to look at it, as far as the quality of these disciples of Xuantian Sect was far inferior to the outer disciples of Emperor Fan's Palace.

Rumble!

At this time, Wu Qingliu flew out from the eighth order again, and the blood fell at Yang Fan's feet.

"Hehe, Wu Qingliu is really a waste, the time for a stick of incense is about to burn, and he can only walk up to the eighth order. ”

"Wu Qingliu is really ridiculous, knowing that his strength is as weak as an ant, he still dares to bet with his senior brother. ”

"You stupid, Wu Qingliu has no other choice than accepting the gambling contract of the senior brother?"

……

On the ladder, the crowd was talking, looking at Wu Qingliu at his feet like a fool.

The crowd shook their heads, turned their eyes, looked at Huang Wuru who was sitting on the ninetieth step in awe, and whispered: "Walked to the ninetieth step, you really deserve to be a senior brother!"

"The disciples of the entire Tianxuan Sect, now they can reach the ninetieth order, I'm afraid only the senior brother. ”

The crowd looked at Huang Wuru and gave a thumbs up and admired.

Below, Wu Qingliu was biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes were staring at Huang Wuru.

"Damn! there's no time!" Wu Qingliu looked at the incense stick that was about to be burned, and Huang Wulu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ninetieth steps, leisurely, Wu Qingliu's heart was full of unwillingness.

Just when Wu Qingliu was extremely desperate, a deep voice suddenly came into Wu Qingliu's ears: "Do you need my help?"

Wu Qingliu was slightly stunned, looked back, and found that a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes and harmless people and animals was standing behind her with a calm expression.

This young man is naturally Yang Fan.

"Is there a way you can help me?" Wu Qingliu asked in disbelief.

Yang Fan nodded and did not speak.

(End of chapter)