The dawn of birth has struck, it is a staircase that towers into the sky, the apex cannot be seen, it is magnificent and vast.

Two figures descended, one was dyed with golden blood and blood was all over the sky, while the other was in a red dress and charming.

The two stood together, and their figures seemed to be very incompatible, but they were full of tacit understanding.

"Brother Wuchen, I don't have much time left here, the lotus seal has dissipated, and I may be leaving!" Ling Xuan was a little reluctant.

She left a spiritual thought in the demon mountain, just to see Ye Wuchen again, although it was very short, but at least she accompanied Ye Wuchen.

The golden body was shining, Ye Wuchen was healing his wounds, he looked at Ling Xuan, then looked at the cloud ladder in front of him, and smiled: "Girl, I made you worry!"

Tears flickered, Ling Xuan nodded her head, a bright smile appeared on her face, and said, "Since you know, then let Xuan'er be happy when she leaves." ”

"Good. Ye Wuchen nodded, he stepped out, the soul of the ancient tree behind him roared, the emperor's intent was permeated, and he incarnated as a god of war, and climbed the steps.

The cloud ladder is towering, which can accommodate tens of thousands of monks to climb, and the magnificent staircase is shining with a strange array of light, mixed with the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

To enter the Cloud Sea Palace, climbing the cloud ladder is the only way, the cloud ladder is built by the palace master and the formation master, which contains the laws of the Heavenly Dao, which is extremely peculiar.

There are a total of 8,100 steps in the Heavenly Dao of the Formation, and each step comes with a different pressure, and when you step into it, your cultivation will be suppressed.

The thousand steps are the starting point, and the power suppressed in this layer is about 10,000 catties, which is the foundation of the ladder, and of course it is also a test of the monk's physique.

After stepping over a thousand steps, increasing the strength of a hundred catties every ten steps, the monk needs to rely on his own physique, as well as the life and soul bonus, to climb the ladder.

The three thousand steps are the foundation of the entrance palace, and to climb to this step, the monk needs to bear the strength of 30,000 catties, which has exceeded the limit of the quenching monk.

The physique is weak, if you climb forcibly, this strength can crush people, it seems to be a simple requirement, but it is extremely harsh, and those who are not gifted cannot enter the palace.

Ye Wuchen stepped out, his figure climbed the ladder, and the power of ten thousand catties was instantly pressed, and the terrifying strength was enough to weigh a mountain.

The golden body shone brightly, and with one step, the power of ten thousand catties pressed on the body as if there was nothing, the blood was surging, and the breath was flat.

Because the sky is not yet bright, there are not many climbers of the cloud ladder, most of these are just the periphery of Yunhai City, and most of them come to seek knowledge, most of them are quenched from five to eight times.

Ten thousand catties of force pressed down, for ordinary monks, it was very heavy, and the mountains pressed down, every step was still difficult.

Ye Wuchen's speed is extremely fast, he is ten steps in one step, and he weighs ten thousand catties, he can't help him at all, and in just an instant, he has surpassed many monks.

"What kind of monster is this, dare to be so fast when you are injured!"

"It can't be the Tianjiao of that family! Who is he hunted down and killed!

The monk who was thrown away in the back was stunned, the shattered flesh and blood on Ye Wuchen's body had not yet healed, and his blood was debauched, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, like a bloody man.

The body is strong, step out and complete the leap directly, 10,000 catties of strength, compared to Qingli's punch, how can Ye Wuchen.

Some monks were shocked, they climbed hard, tried for an unknown amount of time, and saw Ye Wuchen catch up and surpass so casually, and their hearts were extremely unbalanced.

Of course, Ye Wuchen would not pay attention to it, his body straightened up, and he soon came to the demarcation point, which was a layer of light curtain, and the light curtain had the law condensed, and there was the coercion of the Heavenly Dao.

There are monks who stop, and they can climb a thousand steps, at least they have to quench their bodies six times, consume so long, and carry the weight of 10,000 catties, so they stop here.

Ye Wuchen leaped forward, the eyes of these stopping monks widened, and their golden bodies roared, rushing directly in front of everyone, and the figure seemed to be unhindered at all.

Stepping over the light curtain, the force increased, but the pace still did not slow down, one step ten steps, or even more, the force converged, and the higher the number of ladders, the stronger the pressure.

Looking at the disappearing figure, there were monks who also followed, and the galloping figure could be seen at the bottom of the mountain, within three thousand steps, the momentum was unstoppable.

Fifteen hundred, one thousand sixteen hundred, the strength at this time is almost close to more than twenty thousand, and Ye Wuchen has no intention of stopping.

"Terrible! With his strength, he can directly break through the list!" Some monks admired, but someone next to him sneered: "Breaking through the list?

"Three thousand steps is just the beginning, do you think it's so easy to enter the palace?"

More and more monks gathered, and even some Academy students appeared, Ye Wuchen was indeed strong in their eyes, but it didn't mean that he could cross the test of the Academy.

Everyone questioned, but a veiled woman was very indifferent, she leaned against the tree, her eyes fixed on the figure, very calm.

The pressure in the cloud ladder became stronger and stronger, and Ye Wuchen had already reached the two thousand nine hundred steps at this moment, but he stopped.

There are also sporadic monks next to him, all of them are quenching their bodies ninefold, facing the close limit of their bodies, they are all struggling, if they step through the three thousand steps and step into the palace, the future is bright.

They looked at Ye Wuchen, and there was also a look of surprise in their eyes, after all, who didn't pay attention to such a swift climb of the ladder.

"Brother, I remind you, you must be careful when you cross the three thousand steps in a while! That is the door of life and death!" reminded the man next to him.

"Well, okay!" Ye Wuchen nodded, although he couldn't see his face clearly.

The body was accumulated, Ye Wuchen's blood and qi rolled, and in an instant, his body seemed to be shrouded in golden light, and he stepped out with one foot, and his entire body was like a sharp sword, shooting out.

One hundred steps, 30,000 catties of strength, may crush people at any time, this is a terrifying pressure, like a mountain, smashed down.

It's just that the stronger the strength, the brighter Ye Wuchen's body becomes, his physical body is dyed with Jin Peng's blood, and it has been tempered by the sun, even comparable to a spirit monk.

The figure was in the air, and he stepped directly out of the hundred steps with one foot, and landed directly in front of the light curtain, and everyone was shocked.

"One step at a time, who is this person? Such an invincible posture, why have you never heard of it!"

Under the cloud ladder, 10,000 people have gathered at this moment, Ye Wuchen's performance is beyond the normal concept, this body is like a humanoid giant beast, unstoppable.

Ye Wuchen looked at the light curtain in front of him, and after crossing the three thousand steps, he obtained the qualification to enter the palace, of course, he wanted more than that.

Stepping out, but in my mind, I suddenly thought of the reminder of the talented man, stepping into the palace is by no means so simple, what does the door of life and death refer to?

His mind turned, but Ye Wuchen still decided to give it a try.

He stepped over the curtain of light, only to suddenly rise a cold, and in front of him was no longer a ladder, but a person, a man who looked exactly like him.

The golden blood was rolling, and the man in front of him looked at him, a strange smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and said, "Dustless Immortal Emperor!

Ye Wuchen's face changed slightly, he looked at the strange man in front of him, and said indifferently: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

A punch was swung out and hit the man, but it turned into a phantom, and then condensed again, and the corner of the man's mouth mocked: "Such a big anger!

The man's breath surged, and he also threw a punch and hit Ye Wuchen's body, but this time it was no longer a phantom, and the power of a punch directly overturned Ye Wuchen and blasted out of the light curtain.

Outside the three thousand steps, everyone was shocked, Ye Wuchen was actually blasted out!

Someone sneered, obviously their words were fulfilled, how could it be so easy to step into the palace.

Ling Xuan's expression was excited, she wanted to make a move, but the fire lotus appeared behind her, but she saw Ye Wuchen transmitting divine thoughts to her, asking her to wait in place.

The light curtain condensed, the corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth smiled, and his figure stepped again and walked into the light curtain.

The scene changed, but this time it was no longer himself in front of him, but Ling Xuan!

The phantom looked at Ye Wuchen, and the corners of his mouth said evilly: "Brother Wuchen, I have pursued you for ten thousand years, but you have never paid attention to me and gone to be with that vicious woman!

Ling Xuan became hideous, Ye Wuchen's cold eyes swept over, the soul behind him exploded, the divine stick crushed the past, the phantom shattered, and condensed again.

The fire lotus erupted, Ling Xuan's arm waved, and the heavenly fire turned into a fire phoenix, which was omnipresent, and directly blasted Ye Wuchen away.

The figure smashed out, and Ye Wuchen was once again blasted out of the three thousand steps, and everyone was in an uproar!

Ye Wuchen's previous rapid mess, three thousand steps, thirty thousand strength, seemed to him nothing, but this was already two consecutive blasts out, how embarrassing.

Ye Wuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stepped in again, behind the light curtain, Ling Xuan was gone, and someone changed again.

It was a woman, with a red robe, a face tilting, a slender figure, and long black hair like a waterfall, revealing supreme nobility and detachment.

The woman is Xia Jiuyou!

Ye Wuchen's eyes paused, he couldn't forget this face, a hundred years have passed, this woman seems to have not changed, she is still moving.

"Heart Demon Mirror! It's really a good means!" Ye Wuchen was obsessed, but it was only a glance, he embodied the will of the sky, and slapped it with one palm, not Xia Jiuyou, but himself.

The sky shattered his body, turned into spiritual light, and then scattered between heaven and earth.