Tatam's face had already turned pale, his mouth was only promised, trembling and kept muttering about the blessing of the ancestors and the forgiveness of the gods, feeling his body becoming more and more scorched, finally the human didn't plan to take his own life, and actually released a force to fight against the high temperature, so that Tatam could barely bear it, but its heart was dripping blood, this was forced to go to the holy mountain!

The Piloni Sacred Mountain was already close in front of him, and there were hundreds of flying legions gathering behind him, but they didn't dare to move closer to this side, gathering and watching from a distance of hundreds of meters, Wang Zhong ignored them, and just rushed into the mountain.

At this time, what I felt was no longer just a heat wave, but a living flame, these flames were very strange, obviously there was no combustible, but they came out of the ground, burning on the bare ground, although I didn't feel any special divine blessings, but this ordinary flame temperature that lasted for hundreds of degrees, the consumption of soul power was suddenly raised, and the soul sea that had not felt too much consumption for nine days of infinite release of phoenix wings was now consumed and quickly flattened the replenishment recovery speed, fortunately, it could barely maintain the balance between consumption and recovery。

In this sea of fire, you can't see.

"Open!" Wang Chong stretched out his palms and separated them on both sides, and the airflow formed by soul power opened the way, forcibly separating the surging sea of fire and opening a path.

I thought that there was nothing in such a mountain full of flames, but I didn't expect that after parting the sea of fire, what appeared in front of me was an extremely spectacular huge white jade staircase, which went straight up along this mountain road, extremely high and far, and there was no end in sight, and there was a mysterious and huge energy gathered at the end of the staircase, which was obviously where the true face of the holy mountain was.

Above!

Wang Zhong took a big step out, the golden figure swept in the air, flying straight away, but just as he took the first step, his body fell rapidly, and his feet stepped directly on the stairs, unable to fly! This staircase was filled with a mysterious aura, interfering with the control of the living beings on the balance of flight, and the gravity was extremely large, and any flight method would directly fail.

He could only walk, Wang Chong felt a little magical, and his feet were also non-stop, and the mysterious energy on the white jade staircase only stopped flying, but it did not stop others.

The soul power is running in the body, protecting the surrounding sea of fire and high temperature, and at the same time maintaining the soul power circuit effect of the Flying Shadow Light Spirit Overlord, making him walk like flying, but every time he crosses the distance of one step, he feels that his body has become heavier, and when he reaches more than a hundred steps, he already seems to feel that his body is bearing at least thirty times the gravity, and this value is still increasing, but he is far from seeing the end of the stairs above his head.

"Can't go up, can't go up again, we'll all die!" Tatam is going crazy, the white jade ladder, it has heard that the master Sauron, as a powerful law saint, has followed the royal family to worship the heavens here, this white jade ladder, the master has also walked through, it is said that unless it reaches the level of the sword saint law saint, and if it is the best among them, there are few people who can walk through this white jade ladder, and they will definitely be crushed to death in the middle of the way.

"Shut up!" Wang scolded in a deep voice, he didn't have time to listen to Tatam's nagging now.

Tatam didn't obey this time, it was too terrifying and too jealous in his impression.

"Respected human lord, Tatam is telling the truth! If we go any further, we will all die! It is better to take advantage of the cover of the sea of fire now, let's change the direction and kill from the other side of the holy mountain, they will not be able to catch up with you anyway! Tatam begs you, you can't go up again......" Tatam cried and screamed, unable to stop at all, it already felt that its body was about to be flattened by the coercion on the white jade staircase.

"Lao Wang, this guy is too cumbersome, he doesn't want to go up anyway, and he's still chattering, let's throw it down!" Simba said viciously.

Tatam was instantly alert, realized something more serious, and immediately shut up.

What kind of international joke, without the protection of this human being, the surrounding sea of fire will roast itself in an instant!

Tatam didn't dare to shout, for fear of being thrown down, this human obviously would not listen to persuasion, although the future of following him up was slim, but it was better than dying immediately.

Simba is definitely Tatam's nemesis, and Wang Chong feels that his ears are instantly quiet.

In fact, when he felt the strangeness of this white jade ladder, he also thought for a moment to take advantage of the sea of fire to cover up and detour from the other side of the holy mountain, but at this time, he could feel that there were sword saints and saints who had come to the foot of the mountain, and those great swordsmen and great arcane people could not get close to the Piloni Holy Mountain, but these sword saints and magic saints would not, they seemed to be planning to catch up along this white jade ladder, if they went backwards, it would be just hitting the muzzle of the gun, and they wanted to escape from both sides of this white jade ladder, but they were firmly locked by a mysterious energy on the white jade ladder, and they couldn't jump out at all。

There is no way back at all, Wang Zhong put his heart sideways, just go up.

Gravity is constantly increasing, for Wang Chong's current physical fitness and soul power endurance, dozens of times the gravity can only slow down his speed, which is not a great difficulty, but when he rushes up to about three hundred steps, the difficulty escalates again. This time it's not just gravity, it's a kind of bondage from the soul.

It's like a big hand stretching out from invisibly, grabbing your soul and heart tightly, pinching 'them' tightly, shrinking and squeezing them little by little......

Breathing began to become more and more difficult, and gait began to become more and more stumbling.

Through the clown mask, Wang Chong could see that the higher he went, the heavier the traces of coercion, but at this time, he could already faintly see a little clue hidden at the top of this white jade staircase, the energy that brought him a mysterious feeling, exuding a faint light, even if it was hidden in the sea of fire, it could also pass through the holy light.

Wow!

There was an uproar behind him, and the king turned back to see a Misobdabi warrior with a long sword and a golden robe, parting from the sea of fire and stepping up from the bottom of the stairs.

It is a sword saint, and just looking at it, it feels even more powerful than the last time he faced An Lixi, the golden light on its body is restrained, the aura of the sword saint is condensed and not dispersed, without the slightest overflow, it is natural, walking on the white jade ladder filled with the power of this sea of fire, he walks obviously easier and more freely than himself, but his speed does not feel as fast as himself, or even slower than himself.

Obviously stronger than himself, but slower than himself, it is a strange feeling, this white jade ladder is like having spirituality, can make judgments, maybe the other party is a sword saint and a law saint, they need to bear more pressure and gravity than themselves.

Wang Zhong no longer cares about him, he is still far away, and he feels that he is faster, as long as he doesn't stop, continuing will only open a greater distance from him, and he will definitely not want to catch up with him for a while.

Continuing to move under my feet, I was able to step up two or three steps in one step, but now I can't, I can step one step at a time, and the frequency of my steps has begun to decrease significantly. At this time, the coercion is okay, after all, there is a clown mask, and you can feel the weight of coercion, but it can't directly affect it, but the pressure from the body's gravity and soul has made Wang Chong feel struggling, especially when he has to divide his strength to protect Tatam, the consumption of soul power is increasing rapidly, from the beginning of the 'breakeven', to now it has become difficult to make ends meet.

The body's ability to withstand it is fine, the focus is on the continuation of consumption, in the utilization of the deified cells.

His own power is poured out of every cell of his body, and if he calculates it to the extreme, such power is truly endless, but the current Wang Chong cannot be regarded as a complete mastery of the deification cell, he can only say that he has it, and if he wants to master it further, he must be tempered, and this white jade ladder seems to be squeezing out this power.

Wang Chong's continuous steps, that is already just a subconscious action, the mind has been completely immersed in the feeling and adjustment of the deified cells, although he does not know why this holy mountain exists, but one thing he can basically be sure of, for the weak This is fatal, but for the strong, this is actually a valuable process of cutting the muscles and washing the marrow, especially for Wang Chong, who has just completed the deification of cells, it is really an unavoidable opportunity.

Wang Chong was already completely immersed in it, and it was a great feeling to be in this state.

If the previous development and adaptation of the superimposed soul power circuit to the body after improvement was just a warm-up exercise, then now this process of mastering and using the power of each cell is a complete and meticulous extreme exercise.

The runes on his body were constantly flickering, and although the gravity and soul pressure were increasing with each step he crossed, Wang Chong always maintained the same speed towards the top of the white jade ladder.

Kilometers, 500 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters......

Hu's last 100 meters, the difficulty rose sharply again, Wang Chong had done his best to adjust his own apotheosis cells, the body that had suddenly become stronger was all kinds of discomfort, but now it has been tempered in the long ladder tempering like forging steel to quench all kinds of impurities, he feels that he has reached the best state, the super gravity around him is okay, the body can resist, but the stronger and stronger soul restraint has overwhelmed him, he feels that his heart is being pinched tighter and tighter, and he is about to burst out.

Now every step has become extremely difficult, the beads of sweat on his forehead are constantly coming out, Wang Zhong has even forgotten the sword master who caught up behind him, all his energy and mind are filled with this huge pressure, so he has to fight with all his strength. Moreover, he began to feel the oppression of coercion, even with the clown mask it had become a drop in the bucket, and the horror of that coercion was too much to imagine.

Wang Chong can feel a hint of a familiar aura from it, a bit like the Flame Supreme he met in the fifth dimension at the beginning, but the temperament of this coercion is different, if in terms of strength, it is still the living Flame Supreme who was more terrifying, but the coercion here is not strength, but grade, a life can still leave such a place after death, what kind of extent has it reached?