Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine layers.... Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moment he stepped on, Yang Xiao sank again with happiness.

At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor's will seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and slowly closed his eyes.

The head, at this moment, is extremely groggy.

There was only one voice, so firm, constantly calling softly in the depths of his heart.

Sleep, sleep.

You're tired, very tired.

Standing on the 9999th floor, Yang Xiaokai, who was trembling all over, was at this moment, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his sleepiness became bigger and bigger.

Tired?

Tired.

Not to mention the 10,000-story ladder, from the legion war, no, it should be said that it started when it was found by the three major forces.

Yang Xiaokai is like climbing a staircase that disappears every minute, he can only move forward, not backward.

No, let alone retreat, he didn't even have the time to stop.

As soon as he stopped, what awaited him was the disappearance of the staircase, and he would fall into the endless sword purgatory, never to be able to recover.

Finally, with repeated efforts, he finally broke the blockade of the three major forces and had a chance to breathe.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the war of the million-legion army opened, and a greater crisis, a greater danger, almost without any warning, hit him.

In order to survive, Yang Xiaokai had to force himself to get up at one point.

Ladder to the sky, 9,600 floors.

The sixth level of the Tibetan return technique.

This is no joke.

It takes hundreds or thousands of years for others to practice the exercises successfully, and all at once compresses them into years, decades, and years.

Among them, how much did Yang Xiaokai pay? It is no longer something that can be described in words.

In fact, for Yang Xiaokai, the opening of the Million Legion paid more in cultivation was even more than that of the small world, all the way to the nine mountains and eight seas.

Go to the battlefield with wounds.

This sounds like Yang Xiaokai's own practice is not proper and he will not grasp the time.

But is that really the case?

If it weren't for the fact that the pressure was too huge and the danger was too violent, could Yang Xiaokai not notice this situation?

He really can't, and he doesn't dare to stop.

At the beginning of World War II, it was clear that the proficiency had been reached, but because of physical injuries, he could not advance.

At that moment, Yang Xiaokai was so disappointed.

During the third war, there was not enough time, and it was impossible to put five layers at all.

At that time, Yang Xiaokai was so unwilling.

It's a pity that time waits for no one, and the battlefield is unforgiving.

So much so that Yang Xiaokai didn't have any extra thoughts, to think, to be disappointed.

He knew very well what the consequences would be if he was disappointed.

The will of the Emperor of Heaven is undoubtedly very powerful, but it does not mean that it is invincible and unlimited, to what extent it can be reached, the most important thing is to see Yang Xiaokai himself.

Since when have you not been asleep?

Ten years, twenty years?

Since when have you not been relaxed?

Ten years, twenty years?

It's time for a good rest.

With the sound that kept ringing in his head, Yang Xiaokai's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and they became heavier and heavier.

Sleep, sleep.

You're tired, you're tired.

It's time to rest, it's time to take a break.

Just go down, just go down.

When you wake up, you can be full of energy and face everything again.

Before that, let go of everything, let it go...

Oh, yes.

It's time to take a good rest.

That's it.

One time, and no one will die.

Take a break, then get up, move forward, and that's it.

That's it, as long as you wake up again, you can still seize the opportunity and continue to succeed.

Everything you have will not collapse because of this rest.

Father, mother, they don't want to be so tired, do they...?

Just sleep, just sleep....

"Not good. ”

At this moment, floating on Yang Xiaokai's shoulders, the Heavenly Emperor Elf's brows and face changed slightly.

Damn, damn it.

Although it is said to be a test, it obviously ignores a problem, that is, Yang Xiaokai's experience during this period of time.

Under normal circumstances, even if the Heavenly Emperor Elf didn't remind him, Yang Xiaokai would be able to spend it if he wanted to, but he forgot everything that Yang Xiaokai had experienced during this period of time.

Squeezed himself to the limit, no, after surpassing the limit of cultivation, Yang Xiaokai didn't have time to relax and empty his mind at all.

In this case, it is obviously beyond the range that Yang Xiaokai can bear.

"Master, come on, come on. ”

Drowsy, getting heavier and heavier.

eyelids, getting lower and lower.

Standing on the 9999th floor, Yang Xiaokai's head began to pull down little by little.

I've reached my limit.

There is no need to continue to hold on.

Even if I sleep now, it's just to get up again and get ready...

"It's not impossible to relax. ”

"But are you sure you can get some sleep now, and you won't regret it in the future?"

"Are you sure you can accept the consequences of this laxity?"

"If you're sure, then go to sleep... ”

When Yang Xiaoxing was completely confused and about to fall into a deep sleep, a voice suddenly rang out.

Involuntarily, Yang Xiaokai slowly raised his head and looked at the place where the voice was.

"Are you...?"

"I'm you. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm so sleepy, so tired, I want to sleep. ”

"It's okay, I'm not trying to wake you up, I'm just trying to ask, are you sure you won't regret it?"

"After all, in a few days, it's time for a million legions to fight, and if it leads to defeat, you die, and your parents die because of this sleep, if you can accept it, you can sleep. ”

"Legion?parents?"

Yang Xiaokai, who was almost unable to think, was slightly stunned at this moment.

"Legion?parents?"

Yang Xiaokai, who seemed to recall something, stopped his eyelids that were about to close at this moment, and began to think carefully.

"What am I doing?"

"Where am I?"

"What's wrong with me?"

One question after another, kept echoing in Yang Xiaokai's mind.

And with the reverberation, one answer after another, also at this moment, surfaced in the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaokai's eyes were cold.

Yes, I am currently challenging the 10,000th floor of the ladder to ascend to the sky, ready to take a look at the power of the most holy, and then go to the battlefield of nine deaths and life, to fight a bloody path, to keep myself alive...

Rest?

At such a time, at such a juncture?

How can I rest, how can I sleep?

Time is running out.

After seeing the scene of 10,000 floors, he had to immediately prepare for the coming war.

Sleep, sleep.

You're tired, you're tired.

With a hypnotic sound, Yang Xiaokai's pupils slowly contracted.

Ladder to the sky.

Are you?

Ladder to the sky.

Is that what the hell you're doing?

For a moment, Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but think of the words of another self when he was about to fall asleep.

If I can not regret it...

Although I don't know why I have to take a break, there is no doubt that now is not the time for him to rest, he relax, and he sleeps.

Gradually, gradually.

Yang Xiaokai's eyes began to turn red, and the killing intent began to surge.

Sleep, sleep.

Get out, get out of here.

Sleep, sleep.

Get up, give me up.

Sleep, sleep.

Sleep your ancestors!

"The Emperor's will, give me !!"