The morning light accompanied the dim twilight of the sky and the beginning of the birth on the stairs of heaven and earth, full of vitality.

The corners are covered with layers of morning dew, and the little droplets gathered together are crystal clear, which is very beautiful.

On the top of the stairs, a layer of thin matter constantly appears, but it is a single existence, such as Hao Jian here.

"Hoo ......"

I looked around and found that there was nothing unusual, except for the extraordinarily red of today's half-exposed sun, I couldn't see the slightest change.

After a night of silence, Hao Jian and Shui Xun'er continued to walk upward.

The seemingly ordinary ladder to heaven has already had an undercurrent, and there have been too many shocks in one night.

Hao Jian carried Shui Xun'er on his back, and the heavy feeling under his feet was not very strong, but there was a wonderful feeling at the moment of touching.

At this moment, what Hao Jian wanted was to be able to quickly pass through this section of the ladder.

Otherwise, it's really uncomfortable.

Shui Xun'er was very light and light, Hao Jian didn't feel anything behind him, but Hao Jian could clearly feel that Shui Xun'er's stiff body didn't dare to make any movements.

From the time he stepped on the one thousand and first steps, Hao Jian had already felt the increasing oppressive force, forcing him to stop and retreat.

But how can Hao Jian call it his mind, and at the same time as the aura is flourishing, his steps are stepping towards the top step by step.

Walk on top of endless staircases.

There is no end.

There is no attachment.

On your own.

Prajna Wuxianggong has always been in constant operation, and the aura of the weak needle and thread is constantly inhaled into Hao Jian's body, and then after refining, it merges into the dantian.

Hao Jian's speed is not very fast, after all, he is still carrying a water smoker, and the oppression of two people seems to be much stronger than that of one person.

When he walked almost another thousand floors, the dull oppressive force still did not disappear, and Hao Jian's breath gradually became a little disordered.

I had to rest with the water on my back.

Gritting his teeth, Hao Jiancai reluctantly carried Shui Xun'er to the two thousand floors, and a strong sense of exhaustion came to his heart, which was also a test of Hao Jian's mind.

"Senior Brother Hao......" Shui Xun'er lay on Hao Jian's back, she felt an unprecedented sense of solidity, and that feeling of trust made her a little stunned.

"What?" Hao Jian said suspiciously.

"Are you tired?" Shui Xun'er's voice came out, mixed with some unclear meaning.

"It's okay, I'm not very tired, you just have to stay on my back and hold it firmly. ”

Hao Jian's words were very firm, and at this moment he was supporting the stairs with one hand, leaning down.

My head was a little dizzy, and at this moment, the sun was shining down, and I felt a little drunk.

After resting for a while, Hao Jian stood up again and continued to walk upward, looking at the ancient wells on his face, in fact, he had no patience in his heart.

Hao Jian is an impatient character, even if he is carrying a beautiful woman in the city, he can't stand such a strong oppressive force.

I just hope to be able to end what I am experiencing soon.

Unconsciously, it gradually evolved into an obsession......

Meanwhile.

Many warriors traveled day and night, some of them experienced terrible disasters, while others had never encountered danger since they had climbed the stairs, and they had been climbing to the top.

Looking at it, Hao Jian is not the fastest, nor is it the most difficult.

It's just a little irritable and can't be released in my heart.

And just like that, inadvertently, two days have passed......

Fortunately, when Hao Jian stepped on the 3,000th staircase, he finally did not have the so-called sand trapping obstacle.

The stairs were back to what they were, as if they were stepping on flat ground.

In fact, quite a few disciples have already chosen to give up, and they feel an endless sense of despair.

The staircase had almost worn out their burning passion for inheritance, not only the pervasive dangers, but also the intrigues.

Mutual suspicion from the same family continued to occur, and in the end, they could not be depressed, and they had to find another way out.

Maybe in the desperate situation, there will be some life, of course.

There can't be just one exit, right?

Even, some martial spirit disciples directly chose to jump from the top of the ladder and jump directly to escape such torture.

Can no warrior get out?

Yes, definitely.

However, they don't have the slightest sense of nostalgia, they don't have the fanaticism for inheritance, all they can do is get away from this hellish place as soon as possible.

Even if they can't get this inheritance, they have nothing to regret, there are still a lot of spiritual grasses and earth treasures in the Nine Songs Secret Realm for them to harvest.

The palace on the other side of the endless staircase, even if it is only a corner revealed, they have no regrets, even if it exudes immeasurable brilliance, but in front of their eyes, it is so terrifying and hideous, as if it is a demon beast with a big mouth open, quietly waiting for a steady stream of warriors to bury it.

And so it was, two, three, four, five......

Time passed slowly and inadvertently, until on the fifth day, there were no less than a few thousand warriors standing on the white mangfield alone, some of them covered in blood, some of them looking haggard.

For a while, the sound of hearty breathing became a kind of longing.

Some of the warriors talked to each other, asking them how many floors they had reached, what kind of danger they encountered, and why they chose to return.

Some of the disciples of the Four Ancient Kingdoms were arrogant and did not want to talk to others, but they also wanted to know something.

Then prick up your ears and listen to what others have to say about the process.

Especially standing next to the dark whirlpool, there were many warriors, and the discussion was the loudest.

"What kind of danger have you encountered?" This is a first-order powerhouse of the Martial King, but at this moment, the long hair that is spread out is broken, and he looks extremely embarrassed.

"Oh, don't say it, damn it, it's really hell. ”

The two of them were dressed in the same costume, and they seemed to be from the same door, and the person who was questioned looked helpless.

However, he was not injured at all, but his expression was a little dazed, and he should not have had a good rest.

"I walked back and forth with my two junior brothers for a day and didn't find anything, and what was even more terrifying was that the original mark couldn't go out. ”

"It's like I'm spinning around in the same place, and I'm really tired. ”

"According to my calculations, I would have to walk about two or three thousand floors, but I couldn't see any signs of change. ”

He smiled with a gloomy and bitter face, "For five days in a row, I haven't even rested, it seems that this inheritance has nothing to do with us." ”

"So, I can only choose to find a way. ”

At the end, there was a happy smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth gathered into a subtle line, "Fortunately, I can find a way out, otherwise I can only choose to jump down!"

"What? Jump down, don't be delusional!"