Lei Beichen turned his head to look.

As far as the eye can see.

A young man about the same height as him, with six fingers on his left hand, was looking at him.

"You are very strong, do you dare to fight with me after leaving the secret realm?!" The six-fingered young man stared at Lei Beichen with his eyes, and said with a fighting spirit.

"Brother, do you think we still have to wait until we get out of the secret realm......

Lei Beichen said with a smile.

In this person, he felt an aura of danger!

Today, in the Yuan Ling test, Lei Beichen did not see this person, such a person's Yuan Ling will definitely not be ordinary.

Since he didn't test his Yuan Ling.

Then it is very likely that he has a secret technique to shield the test formation.

Each other is here for Lingyuan Mountain, and the purpose is the same, so there will naturally be conflicts.

"It makes sense, I know that you are a god, but as long as you block my Meng Shaohao's path of cultivation, no matter who it is, I will kill it!" Six-fingered Meng Shaohao looked at Lei Beichen with a firm gaze.

"Me too. ”

Lei Beichen nodded and walked towards the mountain with the Fang family sisters and brothers.

This young man's strength is very strong, only stronger than Nale Qingxuan!

If you defeat this person in front of many source-grabbing monks, you will definitely pretend to be worth a lot of money.

He is looking forward to this.

Lei Beichen and the three of them came to the foot of the mountain.

He found that the Xuanwu Spirit Body Qiu San, the Vermilion Bird Spirit Body Bai Han'er, and the Sunflower Yuan Spirit Liu Liming, as well as the teenagers and girls who performed well in the test all came here.

However, at this moment, Lei Beichen had no time to take care of it.

His goal is to climb this Lingyuan Mountain, go to the top of the mountain to get the Lingyuan, and awaken his Yuan Spirit.

Over time.

Of the more than 3,000 people who have entered the Lingyuan Secret Realm, nearly 1,000 teenagers and girls have arrived.

These people, after a short pause, walked up the mountain road, but they all struggled.

Lei Beichen followed among these people, step by step.

As he walked forward, he felt the pressure on his body getting heavier and heavier!

When he advanced to a third of the height of Lingyuan Mountain, he felt that his entire body instantly felt like he was walking in water, and it was clear that there was nothing to see with the naked eye, but there was heavy resistance pressing down from his body.

"It's a lot of pressure!"

Feeling the pressure coming from all directions, Lei Beichen returned to his vitality and strode forward.

Lei Beichen felt that the pressure from all directions became stronger, and he immediately took a deep breath!

The moment he took that breath, a feeling of comfort spread throughout his body.

Suddenly, he felt much better.

It seems that just now, the meridians in the body trembled slightly.

"What's going on?" Lei Beichen said with some confusion.

He felt it just now, and after taking a deep breath, the Yuan Gluttonous Star Swallowing Technique subconsciously worked.

The next moment, whew!~

This vitality was instantly absorbed by the powerful absorption ability of the Yuan Gluttonous Star Swallowing Technique, and turned into the nutrients of the Ancient Holy Body.

"Great! The Yuan Gluttonous Star Devouring Technique can devour the Yuan Qi in this forbidden, so can't I absorb it now and suck it all the way?"

Lei Beichen raised his head suddenly, looking at the top of the mountain, his eyes were shining.

At this moment, the Xuanwu Spirit Body Qiu San, the Vermilion Bird Spirit Body Bai Han'er, and the others were already twenty meters in front of Lei Beichen.

Even that Liu Liming had already surpassed Lei Beichen by more than ten meters.

And, they're all at an easy pace.

It doesn't seem to have reached the limit of their potential.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Lei Beichen was about to speed up and use the Yuan Gluttonous Star Swallowing Technique to inhale the vitality all the way, when suddenly, there were three or four monks at the peak of the eighth layer of the Yuan Realm beside him, who could not withstand the forbidden pressure on the Lingyuan Mountain, and were crushed to the ground.

A few tumbles down the hill.

The few people who took the lead in rolling down the hill instantly attracted the attention of many teenagers and girls around them, and even Lei Beichen and the Fang family sisters and brothers around them were all watched.

"Look, isn't that a divine body? I wonder if he can reach the top of the Spirit Source Mountain and awaken the Yuan Spirit?"

"It's hard to say, this pressure is too great, he is a god, it doesn't mean that he is a strong cultivator......"

"That is, what about the gods? Aren't they still lagging behind people?!"

“......”

When the words around him came, Lei Beichen ignored them, swallowed his vitality, and walked slowly towards the mountain.

At this moment, a black-clothed figure came slowly.

His steps were very strange and erratic, as if the prohibition of this Lingyuan Mountain was completely useless to him!

If the speed at which someone else goes up the mountain is walking, then his speed is running.

"Wow, look, who's that guy? how fast!"

"I'm not afraid of the pressure of this mountain!

How is this possible?!"

“.......？”

Hearing the discussion, Lei Beichen's eyes swept and his eyes narrowed. "Six-fingered Meng Shaohao!"

Meng Shaohao glanced at Lei Beichen and galloped forward.

Call!~~

Suck~~~

Lei Beichen's pace was very slow, and his big mouth was open, like a black hole, constantly absorbing the vitality in the air around him.

Suddenly, his steps stopped!

Time passed.

Many teenagers who were ordinary in the Yuan Spirit test had already rushed in front of him.

However, he didn't care, he had sunk into a strange state at the moment.

"You see, that god doesn't seem to be able to do anything, and he's walking slower and slower. ”

"It's not that he's going slower and slower, but he's stopped, you see, he doesn't have any meat on his body, and it's good to be able to hold on to this. ”

"Yes, I heard that Youzhou, Liangzhou, Hanzhou, and Qinzhou all have divine bodies, which one of them is handsome? He looks like this, he is as thin as a monkey, and his strength is not very brilliant, what kind of god body is it? It is completely a loss of face in our Yunzhou!"

“.......”

Regarding the idea that these people don't have grapes in their hands and say that grapes are sour, Lei Beichen can't hear it at all.

Time passes.

The road up the mountain is getting steeper and steeper, and on both sides of the mountain road are young figures sitting cross-legged.

Those teenagers, knowing that it was difficult to take another step, simply cultivated in place, absorbing the vitality of Lingyuan Mountain, hoping to awaken the Yuan Spirit.

The vitality of Lingyuan Mountain envelops the whole mountain, and the vitality is the strongest at the top of the mountain, and the further down the mountain, the less vitality there is.

Therefore, many monks do not want to go to the top of the mountain.

Those who continued to go up were all some powerful cultivators of the ninth layer of the Great Perfection of the Zhuyuan Realm, and the number was about fifty.

Among them, they include Xuanwu Yuanling, Qiu San and Vermilion Bird Yuanling, Bai Han'er and others.

The Fang family sisters and brothers were fifteen meters behind Lei Beichen, their faces were already flushed, panting, and sweating like rain.

"Sister, Lei ...... Big brother, why didn't he leave?" Fang Cunfeng wondered.

In his opinion, Brother Lei, who is a god physique, is the most likely person to reach the top of Lingyuan Mountain!

Unexpectedly, he actually stopped here.

Even monks who lag behind many ordinary primordial spirits!

"I don't know, let's hurry up and cultivate! Strive to awaken our long whip spirit as soon as possible!" Fang Cunyu glanced at Lei Beichen and said.

At this moment, Lei Beichen had stopped in place, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open, his chest was lying together, and he was taking deep breaths.

.....．

Time passes.

Gradually, Qiu San, Bai Han'er, Meng Shaohao, and a girl each used their own means, and they were less than thirty zhang away from the top of the mountain.

"What kind of god?

"That's right, it's in vain!"

“......”

Many young monks who had crossed Lei Beichen looked back one by one, looking at the scrawny figure, revealing a look of sarcasm.

People are always like this, you are stronger than others, and others will be jealous.

When you are weaker than others, others will subconsciously despise you.

The six-fingered boy, Qiu San, Bai Han'er and the others looked at Lei Beichen, who was standing at the foot of the mountain, with a trace of doubt in their eyes.