Every ten plus one, after climbing the ninety-nine steps, the pressure increases to ten times in turn, from six times to sixteen times at the bottom.

The hundredth step of steps, from five meters wide to ten meters, stepping up, Pang Xiaodao suddenly felt that his body was light, as if he was about to float, and here it was actually twice the normal gravity.

No, there is no threat of wild beasts here, it should be called a rest area.

For this reason, Pang Xiaodao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The steps are ten plus one, the more you go up, the greater the pressure, so it is called the ladder, if there is no rest area between the ladders, there is only one way to the top in one breath.

With this kind of strength, in addition to the Taoist ghost talents who were in combination with the formation mentioned earlier, not to mention the top and bottom of the Little Knife Alliance, even Lei Yihan and other gods were also discouraged.

This ancient Luo Shen Sect ruins are a god-level testing ground left for inheritance, if even the god son can't get by, then what's the point?

The ladder magic circle retains this glimmer of life, which can be regarded as taking care of the old and the weak, giving latecomers a fair chance to catch up. The so-called inheritance should also consider all kinds of talents, not with strength as the only criterion.

Sixteen times the gravity, gritting their teeth, a group of members of the Little Knife Alliance went up in turn with great difficulty, and then waited for Chen Qiqi, who was at the end, to climb and climb, and after discussing with each other, the members of the team leader and above had no choice but to make a cruel decision and go their own way.

This is the ultimate test, both strength and perseverance, outsiders can't help, only can rely on themselves.

After discussion, they deliberately appeased Chen Qiqi, Pang Xiaodao, Ning Ji, Li Yu, Li Mingwei, and the newly promoted seventh-layer bald head Luo Feng, the five of them took the lead in stepping on the one hundred and first steps, and went to chase Lei Yihan and others above.

Below, everyone lined up and stepped on the ladder, which was extremely long and narrow, and when viewed from above, it did not look dense.

Farther away, there was still a seven-star country martial arts cultivator who climbed the cliff and rushed to the ladder of heaven, and those who fell behind no longer had the treatment of flying birds.

Martial arts competition, the weak eat the strong, survival of the fittest, I don't believe in tears here, I can't complain about the sky, and I can only rely on hard work to make up for backwardness, if I can't even catch up with the hysterical efforts, then I can only get weaker and weaker, until I am drowned in smoke and dust.

The steps are frosted, with great friction, and you don't have to worry about slipping under your feet and being overturned by pressure.

Halfway through, Pang Xiaodao had a whim, and used his soul power to detect the fine golden light particles on the ground, but he vaguely noticed that the quality was not high, and refining it should only be able to create high-level weapons.

A high-level weapon is thousands of taels of gold, and this treasure mountain can create countless high-level weapons, if it is located in the outside world, it is enough to cause all parties to fight for their lives.

However, after what they saw and heard along the way, the appetite of the martial cultivators was nourished a lot, but no one bothered to bother, and they couldn't get past the steps stupidly.

Upward, climbing up from a rest area with double gravity, falling in one step, suddenly facing sixteen times gravity, like carrying a boulder on your shoulder, is a double test for the body and spirit.

Climbing the fifty-step ladder again, the pressure gradually increased to twenty-one times, Pang Xiaodao was also a little panting, and every step out of the step required a slight bowing body, against the terrible pressure, against the trend.

At this time, the gap between martial arts and cultivators gradually emerged.

Lei Yihan and the four holy sons under the seat are in the lead, and those who are in the first sequence are all in the middle and late stages of the eighth layer of Tuohai, and then it is still the early stage of the eighth layer of Tuohai, the seventh layer of Tuohai, and the sixth layer of Tuohai.

One point of strength and one point of goods, Pang Xiaodao is only the fourth layer of the Great Perfection of Tuohai, and he is on a par with the sixth-layer of Tuohai, and he is a little reluctant in the end.

On the top, Qu Feiyang deliberately competed with Lei Yihan, always surpassing several ladders, and occasionally saw Pang Xiaodao's situation halfway, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a contemptuous sneer.

Pang Xiaodao looked up at Tu Qian and Liu Kongcheng, who were walking side by side in the upper left, and the corners of his mouth were also pulled, Tu Fatman's body shape of two hundred and three four was fat, which was extremely bulky, and every time he crossed the ladder, it was extremely laborious, but it was acting, deliberately hiding his strength.

Metamorphosis has its own metamorphosis mill, when the fat man is hideous, I don't know what Qu Feiyang will be thankful for?

Pang Xiaodao can only comfort himself based on this, in terms of actual cultivation, he is indeed inferior to anyone above, this is a fact, and it is useless to fight.

It's just that no one knows that he is moving forward and catching up with the sixth-layer men and women of the same level, but his body is extremely enjoyable.

After twenty-one times the gravity, the physical body is greatly oppressed from the outside in, and the muscles, blood vessels, organs, muscles and bones are all faintly painful, but this omnipresent pressure also acts on a more important place, which is the meridians of the whole body with the sea of qi as the core.

This pressure squeezes out the sea of qi and the meridian wall, and after penetrating in, it squeezes the energy in the meridians, the effect is far inferior to the bee crystal, but it is better that there is no risk of the bee crystal energy being exhausted, and the energy in the body is compressed all the time.

This ladder of heaven is like a creation given to all martial cultivators.

It seems that everyone around them also felt this, and the captains of the sixth-layer Little Knife Alliance around them all looked at each other with great joy, and agreed to speed up their pace to meet higher challenges.

They entered, and Pang Xiaodao did not fall, and they always went hand in hand.

Coming to ninety-nine again, there was already twenty-six times the gravity of the outside world, Pang Xiaodao learned from Chen Qiqi, grabbed the edge of the two hundredth steps with both hands, relied on the strength of his hands, and pulled his body up point by minute, and then rolled suddenly, lying on his back in the rest area and panting.

He has recently grown taller and gained some weight, and his body weight is about 135 catties, and under 26 times the gravity, that is, he climbs the mountain with more than 3,000 catties of internal strength, which is not too exaggerated.

This was deliberately done for Qu Feiyang's people to see, and told them clearly, "Lao Tzu is such a bastard who can't even have a face, whoever provokes Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't beat him, Yin doesn't die, and he can wear small shoes until you cry."

Regarding the source of the hostility of Qu Feiyang's generation, it is not difficult to guess as wise as Pang Xiaodao.

What better reason could there be than for those who are not of my race to have a different heart, to destroy what they cannot get, and to strangle all dangers in the blue?

So Pang Xiaodao is playing a scoundrel, and he is also giving in, and if there is something that is not long-sighted to find trouble, then there is nothing to say, it should be beaten, killed, and never tolerated.

Halfway through, he secretly threw a glance at Tu Qian, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

In the gravity zone, in the case of the same cultivation, the lighter the weight, the more advantageous, the fat man weighed two hundred and thirty or forty pounds, and under twenty-six times the gravity, his weight increased to more than six thousand pounds, but the dead fat man still did not seem to feel the increase in pressure at all as when he first climbed the ladder, and his appearance was easier than Qu Feiyang and Lei Yihan, who took the lead.

Perverted dead fat man, how uninformed does this need to be?

But fortunately, it was only for a while in the evening, it should have been Liu Kongcheng next to him who specially explained and reminded him, and then the dead fat man began to slow down inadvertently, bending over, panting, sweating, and making a very tired appearance.

In this way, some of the cast eyes finally slowly turned away, only thinking that the fat man had been forced to hold on to the present with a secret method, and finally reached the limit of acceptability.

Alas, poor fat man! Pang Xiaodao sighed secretly, no need to ask, it must be the fat man who joined the sect and did not teach the relevant knowledge of the professor, which led to the scene in front of him.

Pang Xiaodao took a breath and rested, and Miao Miao turned around.

In fact, on the side of the Seven Star Kingdom, the most leading is not Qu Feiyang and Lei Yihan, but the four spirit beasts of Big Fat, Miao Miao, Changkong and Little Fat.

The desolate beast already relies on the strong flesh body to stand proudly in the world, not to mention the big fat with the highest physical strength among the four spirit beasts, even the sky is trotting up, Miao Miao and Xiao Fat are even more excessive, they simply fly up directly, and then stand in the rest area of the three hundred steps, look at the mountains, and wait for the arrival of the little master.

If it weren't for the owner, no one would doubt that they would be able to continue to run up easily, the spirit beast battle pet, in the current ruins of the Luo Shen Sect, its value should be a hundred times that of it, even Lei Yihan and Qu Feiyang, who were riding in the dust and were still under the three hundred steps and hundreds of steps, also looked at them from time to time, and their eyes were hot.

The reason why Miaomiao turned around and flew down was because she was called by Lan Bao, because Chen Qiqi who was down was really bad.

This lucky boy soared from the fourth layer of the condensation vein, all the way to the first level of Tuohai, and without precipitation halfway, he climbed to the 170th step and completely reached the limit, and even rolled and climbed to the 171st step to impact three times, and was lifted three times, and each time he rolled down a few steps, and the head of the fall still did not give up, and he was still launching the fourth impact.

Luo Xingyu, Ning Xin and Luo Ning, who were guarding him, did not reach out to help, or help, just because Chen Qiqi was too stubborn, and he had to rely on his own strength to climb up, and his rock-solid eyes made his colleagues from the Yigan family nod secretly, and they were extremely distressed.

Pang Xiaodao jumped onto Miaomiao's back, and the latter just spread his spirit wings slightly, and with a slight glide, he reached the sky above Chen Qiqi.

"Qiqi, I think the forging effect of two hundred and one steps is far better than here, what do you say?" Pang Xiaodao smiled.

Chen Qiqi thought about it carefully, but just raised his head admiringly and said the word "good", and then held the right hand stretched out by Pang Xiaodao, and Miaomiao led it into the air.

The two people who hastily increased the weight of six thousand catties under the special gravity here on their backs, Miaomiao's body inevitably sank on the way to turn around, but there was no major problem, but the spirit wings fanned hard, and the two of them were sent to the two-hundred-level rest area.

When Chen Qiqi fell to the ground and panted like a cow, Luo and Chen's family also followed and still boarded the rest area.

All the way up, Luo Xingyu ranked among the middle and late stages of the sixth layer of Tuohai, Chen Xin was slightly weaker, and the fifth layer of Tuohai was consummated.

The Little Knife Alliance looked around, except for Chen Qiqi, the most tragic was only Yun Fei, who had set foot in the middle of the fourth layer of Tuohai, and the weakest of the rest were Lin Rou, Yan Jingjing and Wu Xiaoling, who had just stepped into the fifth layer of Tuohai, and Long Guo'er had already expanded the fifth layer of the late stage.

Of course, the extremely tragic Pang Xiaodao is still the fourth-layer Great Perfection of Tuohai, but his strength cannot be regarded as actual cultivation, and everyone will naturally not look at him like Yunfei, pitiful, sad and lamentable, but Yunfei's skin is thicker than the wall, and he should be praised.

Chen Qiqina, after being repaired by the god-level soul power for internal and external injuries, under the help of Chen Xin, immediately climbed the two hundred and first steps to carry it, and then returned to the rest area below to rest and recuperate, and so on, so as to precipitate and improve his cultivation.

After such a delay, countless seven-star country martial cultivators caught up and gradually filled the rest area of the two-hundredth level ladder.

Those who are not among the cultivators all follow Chen Qiqi's example, and those who have spare strength will continue to protect Chen Qiqi's Luo and Chen family members, all of whom have repaired slightly, raised their feet again, and continued to challenge their own limits.