The flames are endless, and when you get close to Yan, you can feel a kind of vitality, that kind of not fearing, not admitting defeat.

"Twelve, I feel a lot of pressure, he's watching me. "Black Mist is restless, and the closer he gets to this ladder, the more pressure he becomes.

"No, he didn't look this way. Twelve looked up in the stands, and the tall man still had his back to him.

"I can't stay here any longer, I have to sleep. "Black Mist is afraid, he appears here, as if he has broken the rules, and if he stays any longer, he will be destroyed.

"Uh. "Twelve discovers that his control over his right hand is back, and that the black mist is such a strange thing.

What the hell is this place? Twelve looked around with wide eyes, but all he could see was the endless burning Yan. Except for the underground grottoes with rocky cliffs, only this staircase is different from the high platform.

Twelve doesn't know, but since he is allowed to take the stage, he will take the stage.

However, the 100-section stairs, 12 glances, can reach the stage in a minute.

Twelve raised his legs and wanted to jump five steps in a row, but found that he stepped out and landed steadily on the first step.

What is the situation? Twelve was puzzled, he just clearly exerted his strength, kicked his legs, and could go straight up to seven feet high, how could he just lift his legs and take a step like a baby. Twelve wanted to jump again, but he still raised his feet steadily and landed on the second step.

There is a big problem, twelve is like being hit by a spell, and even up to the eighth level, it is all up step by step.

Twelve felt that he was dizzy, he felt that he was controlled, and he wanted to climb the ladder one step at a time.

At this time, Twelve, who was at the bottom of the stairs, saw that someone was leaving a message on this section of the stairs, and under the blue-green wrapping, a golden mark could be vaguely seen, floating on the steps.

"Li Ziren, I was fortunate to climb the determination platform, go up to the eighth order, and Xie Zuzong appreciated it. ”

Who is Li Ziren? I don't know him, but I don't know if he can only go up to the eighth order, and there is still so far ahead, and no one is stopping him, can't he continue.

Twelve continued to climb the ladder until the twentieth step, and saw another person's message, still in small golden letters, floating on the stairs.

"Li Qiangu, on the twenties, broke the realm. ”

This is even more weird, it is impossible to break the realm by climbing 20 stairs, nonsense. Twelve reached out and grabbed it, and actually held the message in his hand.

Twelve saw that away from the green flame, the golden glyph gradually dimmed, and then disappeared into the air. Seeing this, Twelve folded his hands and tried to keep it, but he couldn't do anything. He could only mourn in silence in his heart. This big brother, I don't know what's going on, I didn't mean to.

Twelve continued to climb the stairs, and at the fiftieth step, several Burning Men guarded the back.

"Who is the comer, what merit is there, and does it bring the news?" asked the soldier who looked like a leader.

The three consecutive questions stunned the twelve questions.

"I'm Jun Twelve, I have no merit, and I haven't brought rumors. ”

Hearing this, the Burning Man frowned. It's strange, there is nothing and it looks so relaxed, could it be the general himself.

"In that case, then there is no help, let's take the stage on our own. With that, a few men made a way, and Twelve saw the stairs behind them.

Closer to the Determination Table, Twelve felt the grandeur more and more. The flaming sky above the stage of determination was surging and undulating. The line of fire on the man's body, I don't know whether it is constantly pouring into the sky or entering the man's body.

After fifty steps, twelve turns, you can see the whole picture of the palace clearly, here is like a wasteland, broken martial arts arena, some simple barracks tents, not so much a dungeon, more like a front-line position.

And from the direction of twelve, there was a black oppressive soldier, as if it was the army of the enemy country, the uniform pace, the black and shiny armor, like an iron wheel, about to crush this side.

What's even more terrifying is that behind the enemy's army, there are several black shadows, hanging in the sky, huge and boundless, lurking. Seeing the dark shadow, Twelve felt a faint fear in his heart.

"Is that the source of fear?"