The old man of the Immortal Crane was naturally optimistic about Xiang Wang and Chu Zheng, but he was afraid that they would not be able to hold their breath, in order to be brave for a while, or to expose themselves in advance for the sake of small profits, it would be tricky to fall into a dangerous situation when the time came, so that Fang Yang had precautions in advance.

After all, although he is strong, he is already exhausted, and he may not be able to open the Vault, and this is his last battle.

The most important thing is that he has been targeted, and that person is also a strong man of his time, if he is exposed in advance, then he must strike in advance, and then there will be no more threat, so he must determine the clues of the key and the treasure box before he can attack.

Xiang Wang Chu Zheng also knew what the old man of the Immortal Crane was worried about, and said with a sworn face: "Don't worry, my lord, I will know what to do." ”

When they spoke, the tone of the two of them was a little excited, they knew that maybe the next time they came back, they might call the old man of the crane might become master, and whether they could worship the old man of the crane or not would depend on their performance this time.

Under the cloud corridor, Fang Yang was already sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Although he had penetrated the mystery of the Nine Abyss Bridge, the twenty times the weight of the Heavenly Desolate Tower was no joke.

In more than five hours, Fang Yang had stepped from the first Divine Iron to the Ninth Divine Iron, he no longer knew how many Divine Irons he had crossed, and each Divine Iron had to bear twenty times the weight and jump to a height of more than ten zhang before he could steadily cross the second Divine Iron.

Rao is qi and blood strength is like Fang Yang, and it is still a little unbearable to be close to the extreme of the mortal body, which is really too much load intensity.

There was once a powerhouse with the ultimate physical body who crossed the Nine Abyss Bridge, but he didn't have the deduction diagram of the dragon scale turtle, and he didn't have the leisurely pace of Fang Yang, and in the end, he only crossed the five divine ropes in one day.

For martial artists, the crossing of this Nine Abyss Bridge is not only known as the closest to death, but also a test of physical strength, if there is no certain strength of blood qi, it is simply unbearable, Fang Yang's physical blood is strong enough, it can be said that he is the strongest of the younger generation, but he still can't bear it, now he feels like his heart is about to explode, it is too uncomfortable.

Fang Yang's chest rose and fell violently, and a salty smell came from his throat, Fang Yang knew that he had reached the extreme of his physical body, if he didn't rest and continue to leap forward, his physical body would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

Fang Yang couldn't help but gasp for breath, looking at the Heavenly Desolate Pagoda Stone Gate that was close at hand, a surge of blood in his heart was uncalm.

He also wanted to cross the Jiuyuan Bridge in one go and create the history of the younger generation of martial artists, but he couldn't hold it anymore, he felt that the muscles of his whole body were tense, this was an extremely tense state, once he persisted at a high intensity, his physical body would definitely collapse.

Not to mention Han Jiajia, her physical strength is not strong, but it is still a cut stronger than ordinary martial artists, but when she crossed to the fifth divine rope, she was already trembling, her lips were even a little pale, she was completely out of strength, she could not take a step again, and even had to bear the weight of the Heavenly Desolate Tower at all times, she really couldn't bear it.

Although Gao Xingwu was better, it was also not much better, although his blood strength was stronger than Han Jiajia's, and he didn't have Fang Yang to cross so many divine irons, he still stopped.

The first was that he knew that his physical body couldn't bear it, and the second was that there was no point in competing with Fang Yang again at this time, because Fang Yang had already crossed over to the Ninth Divine Rope, and he was only one step away from the final Heavenly Desolate Pagoda Stone Gate.

And he Xingwu still has a long way to go, and the Heavenly Desolate Tower covered by the fog is in front of him, but it still makes Xingwu feel hopeful and sighing.

And as it gets deeper and deeper, the Nine Abyss Bridge Divine Suo behind him is also getting more and more complicated, and Gao Xingwu has lost the cost of competing with Fang Yang, or since he can't win this competition, then he doesn't have to work so hard, once his body collapses, the consequences are completely irreversible or unbearable.

Gao Xingwu's eyes were gloomy, looking at the ethereal and tall figure in front of him, and he sighed: "It's a pity, I can't fight anymore." ”

Although Fang Yang was also physically exhausted and stopped, he understood that as early as when Fang Yang reproduced the legend of the miracle of the Black Great Wall, he already knew that he had lost to Fang Yang, or that this competition was hopeless.

The reason why a miracle is a miracle is because of its irreproducibility, but it is a pity that later people do not understand such a simple truth, or they are too paranoid to believe in themselves, which leads to continuous tragedies later.

And Gao Xingwu, although he knew that he would undoubtedly lose, he still didn't deliberately copy Fang Yang's method.

One is because his pride does not allow him to be the second person, and the other is because he does not possess that condition either.

Gao Xingwu knew that Fang Yang could reproduce the miracle of the Black Great Wall, he must have some hole cards, it was definitely not a moment of luck, if he forcibly copied it, not only would he be overwhelmed, or he would not dare to believe himself, but he would also fall into a kind of blind obedience misunderstanding, and when the time came, he would not be able to make his own judgment on the Jiuyuan Bridge, it would definitely be extremely dangerous.

This point, Gao Xingwu thinks better than anyone else, so even if he loses to Fang Yang, he must lose frankly, and will never change his playing style because of a temporary defeat, he knows the path of martial arts, being able to stick to himself, and having a rock-solid Dao heart is the most important thing.

It turned out to be the same, when Fang Yang crossed the Eighth Divine Rope, especially when the black Great Wall danced hideously, like a giant dragon, there were no more people who couldn't hold it back, and began to move again.

It's as if the bloody lesson tragedy has never happened before, but the result behind can't help but be gloomy, and they are all crushed into pulp by an unstoppable comet-like divine iron.

However, Gao Xingwu only sneered at this, without a trace of sympathy, he knew that these people all had bad intentions, to say it was good, but they just wanted to pick up the leak and copy Fang Yang's Black Great Wall miracle, to put it mildly, they just wanted to take advantage of Fang Yang's creation and get a piece of the pie in the Heavenly Desolate Tower's secret collection.

After all, according to the legend, the reproduction of the miracle of the Black Great Wall means the birth of the secret treasure of the Heavenly Desolate Tower, which has almost become an inevitable convergence of the Heavenly Desolate Tower.

Therefore, only those who came after them could see Fang Yang's secret, even if it was just a deliberate copy, as long as they could reproduce the miracle of the Black Great Wall, they would be able to become one of the contenders for the creation of the Heavenly Desolate Tower's secret treasure.

This is also one of the reasons why tragedies happen one after another, because the vast majority of martial artists are greedy by nature, even Fang Yang is no exception, but if there is no rock-solid Dao heart to restrain oneself, or to limit one's mind, it will undoubtedly be a devastating disaster.

To say that Fang Yang was not tempted by the secret of the Heavenly Desolate Tower, it would be absolutely nonsense, but even so, as early as the other side of the Heavenly Desolate Tower, someone had already opened the stone door to enter, and he still did not move, he didn't even go down to the Jiuyuan Bridge, he kept watching from the cloud corridor.

Because Fang Yang knew that absolute certainty was the basis of all strength, and now was the time for him to reap.

The Ninth Divine Rope!