As the sky darkens, the unchanging full moon rises high in the sky, sprinkling a bright glow and the pyramids.

Stepping on the moonlight, many men and women climbed the steps, two hundred steps of the ladder up, the magic circle was still the same, every ten into one, so they all walked heavily, and the saint-level geniuses above the eighth floor of Shetuohai tried to catch up with the footsteps halfway, and they all fell down.

In this way, the martial arts cultivators of the sixth and seventh layers of Tuohai no longer fought for a long time, and resigned themselves to slowing down, looking for the rhythm that suited him best.

Slowly, the geniuses on the ladder differentiated layer by layer, the top only Lei Yihan and Qu Feiyang who were separated by more than 200 meters, followed by the Holy Son of the eighth layer of Tuohai, the Holy Son occupied several layers of the ladder in turn according to the cultivation of the high and low, Tu Qian and Liukong City were mixed in the middle and rear sections of the Holy Son layer, not fighting or grabbing, only taking the steps of their own six relatives who did not recognize it.

Then to the seventh layer of Tuohai, the sixth layer of Tuohai, in turn according to the height of the cultivation of the distribution down, although the more up the ladder shorter, but also appear sparse, the path is distinct.

This ladder, one point of strength and one level, can not be half a point off.

Counting the entire ladder, the most brilliant, or the most embarrassing, is Pang Xiaodao.

After climbing the two hundred and thirty steps, the vague pain in his body gradually strengthened, and when he was side by side with the early stage of the sixth layer of Tuohai, he only increased the gravity twice, and the blood vessels almost cracked under the pressure of thirty-one times the gravity, and the blood rushed wildly, and the heart beat like a drum, and the muscles of the whole body seemed to have been beaten by a fat beating, and the pain was unbearable, and even the bones were a little clicking, which was very sour.

And the meridians and the sea of qi, the greater the pressure, the faster the energy in it is compressed, and then filled with pills, it can be compressed, and so on, the improvement can be cultivated.

When you go to the mortal realm, what you refine is only the meridians and the sea of qi, and the two slightly strengthen all the tissues in the body, and its amplitude is compared with the transcendent realm, which is like child's play, but what is the effect of this ladder is the meridians and the sea of qi?

On this two hundred and fifty steps of the ladder, the five-meter-wide steps became a moat, and Pang Xiaodao knew that once he lifted his legs, he lost his balance slightly, and the body standing on the edge of the steps would inevitably be directly overturned by the huge pressure that was constantly pouring into his body.

At this level of the ladder, the early stage of the sixth layer of Tuohai did not dare to take a step, but it was difficult to move forward, and the cultivation of the fourth layer of Tuohai Great Perfection, side by side with them, was too reluctant.

Slowly, slowly, Pang Xiaodao bent down and squatted, supporting the ground with both hands, pouting his buttocks, and moving forward with his hands and feet.

After moving the five meters, he raised his hand with difficulty, and under the pressure, his right hand fell on the edge of the upper steps with a snap, and the whole palm was red.

Put his left hand up again, he tried his best with both hands to feed, and slowly pulled his body up point by minute, two hundred and fifty-one!

Two hundred and fifty-two!

Two hundred and fifty-three!

Only climbed the third level of the ladder again, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, ignoring the early martial cultivation of the sixth layer of Tuohai who had overtaken him one after another, and raised his head vigorously, looking up at the top, a wry smile appeared on his face.

After the Bodhi Spirit Fruit strengthened the meridian wall and the qi sea wall, the elasticity increased, and each advance could be slightly wider than that of ordinary martial cultivators.

The wider meridians and the larger sea of qi can hold more energy, so without the help of the blue treasure and all external forces, the strength has always been far beyond the same level.

However, what proportion of the meridians and qi sea can occupy the entire physical body?

This physical body, after all, is still the fourth layer of Tuohai!

He sighed faintly, and finally mobilized a bit of his soul power, extending to his heart, to repair a few cracked tiny blood vessels.

Then, everyone up and down was surprised to find that Pang Xiaodao, who had definitely reached the limit, began to climb up again, lying on the frosted ground, using his hands and feet together, his posture was ugly and embarrassed like a worm, but he was extremely firm.

Three more levels of the ladder, his soul power increased to two points, and his speed was faintly accelerated.

Another three levels, one more point for soul power, and a little faster.

As the soul power in his body continued to strengthen and cover more tissues, he caught up with the early martial cultivation of the sixth layer of Tuohai, and slowly surpassed the middle and late stages of the sixth layer of Tuohai, until he was tied with the early martial cultivation of the seventh layer of Tuohai.

One point of strength and one point of goods, the strength of the physical body is directly linked to the cultivation of the structure, and it is impossible to do half a penny, the fourth layer of Tuohai and the early stage of the seventh layer are side by side, and the whole leap is two layers of cultivation, eight or nine small levels, which is already contrary to the iron law of martial arts, which can be called a miracle.

"Come on, leader, come on, leader......"

The three-hundred-step rest area with a width of ten meters added to the edge, and the three people who arrived first, Li Mingwei, Ning Ji, and Li Yu, let out the first shout, and the shouts behind came from the men and women of the Little Knife League who were still below.

At the edge of the rest area, facing Pang Xiaodao was a beautiful and incomparable shadow, which was Ni Cai.

Respect him like a father, love him like a son!

Looking at the figure with blood stains on the corners of her mouth, she really experienced the meaning of these eight words.

On the path of martial arts, injuries are inevitable, and every time she advances, she is like being reborn from the fire, although she is not yet hard-hearted, but she never thinks she is fragile.

However, when she saw the figure that was struggling to move forward, she felt empathy, and hated to bear all the pain for him, so her heart was like a knife, and tears were in her eyes.

As if gaining strength from the cheering and cheering shouts, Pang Xiaodao accelerated again, surpassing the early stage of the seventh layer of Tuohai and leaping through the middle stage, as if parallel to the late stage of the seventh layer of Tuohai.

At this moment, all the people at the Holy Son level have successively ascended to the three-hundred-level rest area, this is already the first sequence on the steps, and in this sequence, there is a big bald head, that is Luo Feng, with the body of the early stage of the seventh layer of the sea, in this column, he is also holding back a strength not to admit defeat, and constantly surpassing his own limits.

Pang Xiaodao still crawled with both hands and feet, and his posture was extremely ugly, but it made all the people above the saint level in the rest area awe-inspiring, including Lei Yihan and Qu Feiyang, who did not stop, especially Lei Yihan and Qu Feiyang, who continued to climb up and compete.

Being able to accelerate again and rush to the first sequence shows that there is still room for power, although it is only to jump through two small levels again, but the five small realms of the first entry, early stage, middle stage, late stage and Great Perfection of the seven layers of Tuohai can not be compared with the six layers of Tuohai.

Isn't there a limit to that body? Is this the real limit for him?

Not only all the holy sons on the steps, but also Lei Yihan and Qu Feiyang, who were divine sons, had a big question mark floating in their hearts.

In a corner that no one paid attention to, only Liu Kongcheng noticed that the fat man next to him floated with a gratifying and unfathomable smile, and he changed his eyes between Pang Xiaodao and the fat man, thoughtfully.

"Two hundred and ninety-seven, two hundred and ninety-eight, two hundred and ninety-nine!"

In the midst of all the attention, Pang Xiaodao and a group of men and women in the late stage of Tuohai Seven stepped onto the 300th ladder rest area together, allowing the members of the Little Knife Alliance to let out a tsunami of cheers in unison.

From two hundred and one to three hundred, a hundred steps is only more than six hundred meters at best, this distance is changed to the outside, in terms of Tuohai Realm martial cultivation, it is only a matter of three or five breaths, but Pang Xiaodao and many Tuohai seventh-layer late martial cultivators have used up an hour.

Even if the last level is within reach, Ni Cai didn't reach out to pull one, this is the glory of Pang Xiaodao, painting snakes is enough, and the wise don't take it.

She just waited for Pang Xiaodao to rely on the strength of her hands to pull her body into the rest area inch by inch, and then turned her belly upside down like a dead fish, and the muscles of her whole body continued to twitch, then she squatted down, stretched out a pair of jade hands, and gently kneaded his shoulders to relax the stiff muscles.

Silence is better than ten thousand words.

"Haha, Cai'er, I'm amazing, right?" Pang Xiaodao stuck out his tongue, like a dead dog, but his face was very embarrassed.

"Amazing, amazing, it's just that some people are on the three hundred and fifty ladders. Ni Cai said a little mischievously, and the soft pancreas stretched out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the movement was very light and soft, like a little daughter-in-law who served the king like her life.

This picture is very moving, and I never get tired of watching it, but Hengli stretched out a slightly plump jade hand and fell on Pang Xiaodao's body.

As soon as he slapped the jade hand away, Ni Cai rolled his eyes and said, "Sister Yu Fang, he and I haven't figured out what's going on, what are you messing with?"

Yu Fang, who had a blazing face, withdrew her hands and said depressedly: "Touch it twice and there will be no loss of meat, look at your stingy appearance, it is exactly the same as the appearance of protecting food when you were a child." ”

At the end, she smiled again: "Pang Xiaodao, do you want my sister to tell you about Cai'er's glorious deeds when she was a child, such as wetting the bed at a few years old, burrowing into our bed when there is thunder, etc.?"

"Sister Yu Fang, even if you are ruthless, come, touch wherever you like, you are free, anyway, he is not my alone. Ni Cai slashed and beaten, this was a fire at the city gate, which affected the fish in the pond, and brought the one on the ground in.

Pang Xiaodao was a little crying, he didn't dare to make any expression, let alone express that he didn't mind Yu Fang joining in the slightest, so he didn't hide from it.

"Forget it, forget it, if I really dare to stretch out my hand, the old lady will have to knock me on the head when I turn around. Yu Fang smiled and walked away with the many sisters around her.

There are more than 50 people in the Asking Heart Sect, plus Ni Cai, Yu Fang, and eight of them have reached the terrifying level of the Holy Son, respectively six women and two men, and there is no shortage of people in the middle and late stages of the seventh layer of Tuohai, and more than forty percent of them have taken the stage at this moment.

This strength deserves to be described as brilliant, but it is only slightly inferior to the disciples of the Phoenix Holy Sect who are Lei Yihan, Wentian Pavilion and Thunder Hall are decreasing in turn, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is not prosperous, and there are only a hundred people in the entire sect, and there are only three or two kittens in front of them.

They have one divine son, four holy sons, and more than four hundred followers, and their number seems to be only forty percent more than the two hundred and eighty-six Little Knife Alliance, but their strength is not on the same level at all.

"Ni Cai, you old lady loves you so much?" Pang Xiaodao was extremely surprised, he was also a holy son, and his cultivation was comparable, Yu Fang was only four or five years old, but listening to his words, the weight in the eyes of the eighth realm powerhouse Lao Taijun was very different.

"When I was a child, I was cute, pink, chubby, and everyone who saw it wanted to hug and kiss them fiercely. ”

Ni Cai's beautiful eyes were bright, and she said very proudly, and added: "A preconceived idea is good enough for the day after tomorrow, plus I am not stupid, I can please the old lady, and her old man naturally regards me as a treasure in the palm of her hand." ”

"Sister Ni Cai, come, let my brother hug his thighs, beg for hugs, ask for protection. "Pang Xiaodao is not serious.

"It's called Cai'er. Ni Caijiao corrected with disgust.

This greasy and crooked strength made the surrounding Li Mingwei, Ning Ji, Li Yu, Luo Jin and the men who were still single collectively wail, and quickly turned around and dispersed.