More than six hundred layers of spiritual power suppression have reached a very terrifying level, even a simple action like breathing can only be done by protecting the body with true qi.

This terrifying pressure forced a large amount of spiritual power from the outside world to pour directly into the flesh meridians from the pores, and then it was quickly exhausted.

In this state, one's own true qi is also unconsciously tempered and rapidly grows.

Therefore, Zhang Qi and others, even if they were unable to climb higher steps, still gritted their teeth and persevered, unwilling to retreat.

Staying in such an environment for an extra quarter of an hour is even more effective than cultivating in the outside world for a few days.

Mo Tian's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the top of the tower, which was hidden between the clouds and mist, and was still unattainable. There is a kind of stubbornness in the eyes that will never be broken!

His pursuit is not just as simple as improving his cultivation!

"Spiritual power gushes out directly from the stone steps under your feet!" Mo Tian muttered to himself, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.

Maybe give it a try.

The next moment, Mo Tian pulled out the Qilin Sword and stabbed it at his feet with all his might, the steps made of stone that I don't know what kind of stone it was.

"Zheng!" sparks flew, Mo Tianhu's mouth hurt, and the Qilin Sword almost flew out of his hand.

"What a hard stone!"

Where the Qilin Sword fell, there was not even a trace left. Mo Tian's unicorn sword is a four-grade superlative spiritual weapon, which can cut gold and break jade.

"I don't believe that there is anything indestructible in this world!"

A look of madness flashed in Mo Tian's eyes.

I saw him summon the Ghost King Ding, and the dark fire roared, turning into a match, winding the tip of the sword.

"Whew!"

The Qilin Sword carried the power of destruction with strange fire, and stabbed down with a sword, leaving a sword mark on the steps.

The extremely condensed aura turned into a liquid state, like a spring, spewing out.

Mo Tian's right foot stepped on the gap between the sword marks, and under the operation of the Demon Heaven Slaughter Record, the spring points on the soles of his feet were like bottomless pits, absorbing all the spiritual springs that erupted out of the spurts.

These aura, very pure, very condensed.

In less than a stick of incense, Mo Tian's dantian became full again.

In this way, Mo Tian has surpassed He Xinglong and is far ahead.

Zhang Xinchun and Zhang Xinman, brother and sister, glanced at each other, and a look of shock flashed in their eyes.

This was their first close contact with Mo Tian, a seventeen-year-old boy whose talent and legend seemed to be even more powerful than rumored!

"Mo Tian is so powerful! With the cultivation of the Xuanwu Triple Level, he was able to cultivate four masters of the Xuanwu Ninefold Dragon Ascending List far behind!"

Among the disciples below, someone couldn't help but exclaim.

The crowd looked up at the figure of the young man who was still climbing up, his face was full of shock, and his heart was full of envy and emotion.

The steps above the Ice Phoenix Tower, the spiritual power suppression is stronger, the spiritual energy is more quintessential and majestic, and the benefits that people get on it are also increasing exponentially.

Mo Tian could feel that in this extreme environment, every time the true qi in his body was exhausted, the nine demon soldiers in his dantian seemed to become darker and more condensed.

Mo Tian was confident that if he continued like this, he would soon condense ninety-nine demon soldiers and break through to the Xuanwu Quadruple.

On the seven hundred and ninety-second steps, when Mo Tian once again used the Soul Fire to open a gap, the aura in the entire space suddenly became extremely violent.

Mo Tian had a feeling that he was being targeted by something very terrible.

"Let's go!"

Qilin Wanyin condensed under his feet, Mo Tian did not hesitate, and moved ten zhang from his foothold.

"Boom!"

Where he had just gained a foothold, even a destructive fire like the Divine Fire could only open a hard step with a small gap, shattering with a bang, and an explosive gap several feet in size appeared.

The billowing aura turned into a spiritual spring, spurting out angrily.

Accompanied by a thin spiritual spring, a giant claw as black as ink and covered with scales rose into the sky.

Between the fingers and claws, the air bursts. The piercing sonic boom, ten feet away, still shook Mo Tian's eardrums.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose from under his feet.

"Click!"

A blood-red tentacle with an arm's thickness and a length of four or five zhang lifted up the rubble in the sky and slashed at Mo Tian.

"Hmph! borrow a little aura from you, and you won't be reluctant!"

Mo Tian snorted coldly, and when he went up the upper steps, the Qilin Sword was wrapped in the Xudu Hellfire and slashed down with a sword, and another spiritual spring gushed out.

Mo Tian's body paused slightly in the spiritual spring, absorbed a part of the spiritual energy, and continued to go up the stairs.

With each step he ascended, he would cut a gap and absorb a portion of the aura as quickly as possible.

The mysterious giant thing lifted up the debris in the sky behind him, like thunder, and chased after it relentlessly.

The high-pitched dragon groans were deafening and powerful.

The crowd below, looking at Mo Tian under the giant claws of the Canglong Spirit Beast, still sword after sword, unceremoniously slashing open the steps of the Ice Phoenix Tower, stealing those spiritual aura, all of them widened their eyes and were speechless.

Mo Tian, this guy, what a madman!

Dare to grab something under the nose of such a guardian spirit beast, this guy is simply full of guts!

At this moment, at the foot of the Ice Phoenix Tower, a figure in a red robe with a long sword hanging from his waist looked up and stared up, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, I saw that his whole body was full of gold true yuan drumming, and with a kick under his feet, he jumped directly onto the tenth step.

"It is said that it is difficult to climb the Ice Phoenix Tower, and I don't think that's it!" the man smiled coldly, glancing at Mo Tian's back.

"The surname is Mo, I said, you can't run away! This sword revenge, I want you to pay back with your life!"

Zuo Yan walked on the Ice Phoenix Tower, and in a few breaths, he had climbed more than ninety steps.

On this level of steps, there were three inner disciples of the Qi Martial Realm level, who were sitting there and cultivating.

Hearing a movement, the three disciples opened their eyes at the same time and looked over.

"Zuo Shi Zuo Yan, you're not dead!?" These three people have all experienced the adventures of Canglong Ravine, and witnessed Zuo Yan, a black market spy, stabbed to death by Mo Tian with a sword. At this time, I was surprised to see him appear here alive again.

"The garbage in Tianhe Palace, every one of them is as annoying as Mo Tian, and all of them deserve to die!"

As soon as Zuo Yan's palm was raised, a golden light palm print was slapped, and before one of the disciples could react, he was slapped by a palm, and a large mouthful of blood was spit out along with the broken internal organs, and he lost his breath on the spot.

Zuo Yan killed one person, and he was ferocious, grabbed the second person, and threw it directly to the bottom of the tower hundreds of zhang high.

The third man was already so frightened that there was no one outside, so he ran down the tower.

Zuo Yan crossed his arms and sneered, watching the man stumble and run down with a rolling belt, his eyes full of playful cruelty.

When the man ran straight down more than 20 steps, Zuo Yan jumped in the air, spread his wings and pounced on the eagle.

"Click!"

The golden light palm print exploded, and the man's head was directly blasted into pieces, leaving only a headless corpse, and he ran out more than a dozen steps before falling to the ground.

Zuo Yan licked his lips, and a blood-red flash flashed in his eyes.

"Mo Tian, I'm looking forward to it! Before you die, are you just like them, your ugliness is revealed!"

(End of chapter)