Chapter 629: Cutting Silk
In that sky, the four fell silent again.
The reason why the old man's voice didn't say it, the other three also vaguely understood that maybe the person who had the opportunity to become the Fourteenth Heavenly Emperor was not dead. If you say the name, it is likely that the secret of heaven will be revealed, and then you will be hunted down devastatingly, and in the end, there will be no hope at all.
The Emperor of Heaven represents the strongest combat power.
Now in the entire Kyushu world, there is no Heavenly Emperor left, and there are only a few of them left.
The glory of the primeval world belongs to the past.
The Emperor of Heaven has fallen, the Emperor of the Earth has fallen, even the Twelve Emperors of the Heavens have fallen, and the Human Emperor, who represents the last hope of the world of Kyushu, has also fallen......
Now the great world of Kyushu has been torn apart, and one by one the great worlds have also been smashed into wasteland, how long can they hold on? If there is no more Heavenly Emperor, it is very capable of the Great Thousand Worlds of Kyushu will really disappear into the heavens and ten thousand worlds.
Once the first in the heavens, there were countless enemies.
Now the enemy has grown more and more terrifying, and their number of emperors has far surpassed that of Kyushu. If it weren't for the descendants left by the Three Emperors and the Twelve Emperors, I'm afraid that Kyushu would have been wiped out by them by now......
But how long can the descendants of the Three Emperors and the Twelve Emperors support it?
I can't hold on for long.
Also, the legendary nine sons of salvation have passed millions of years, why haven't they appeared yet?
The Son of God did not appear, the Fairy did not appear, and the Son of Buddha did not appear......
None of them showed up.
Or is it just an ethereal legend?
My Emperor, what should we do?
All four of them were asking themselves, and although their hearts were full of hope, they could not see hope. The darkness of the world in Kyushu, when will there be a glimmer of light?
"Nine thousand heavy, you must go up nine thousand heavy. ”
At this time, the fourth voice was speaking, in fact, he was not speaking, but yelling, yelling. The other three just watched silently, although this time there were six people who walked up the ladder, three or four more than before, but I am afraid that none of them could walk up the nine thousand steps.
In their speculation, it was no more than seven thousand weights at most.
However, those who can walk up to seven thousand weights are already in the posture of the Holy Emperor, and those who can climb the ladder of heaven have a chance to win the title of Emperor.
If you can grow six Great Emperors this time, it will be very good.
Therefore, they can't say how disappointed they are, but no one knows if they can grow into emperors in the end.
"Hey, the 108th generation seems to have been awake all the time. ”
The deep voice said in surprise, it is not strange to be able to sober up once or twice in the ladder, but it is not easy to be able to stay awake in the ladder all the time.
When the other three heard this, they were also a little surprised, and their eyes immediately fell on Yan Qing's body.
"Yes, I stayed awake. Someone said.
"If you can stay awake, it will be a little easier to walk, but there is still no chance to cut the thread. The old voice said.
"The longer you are awake, the more likely you are to find the threads, but it is not easy to cut them. The deep voice said, the silk thread is indeed a very tricky existence for those six people, and it is not something that can be cut if you want to.
Even the thirteenth emperor couldn't completely cut it off, so he only went to the nine thousand weights.
On the ladder of heaven, there were flashes of divine light on Yan Qing's body from time to time, and the number of times was also increasing, so much that it made him frown. Although he has saved a lot of true yuan, it is not infinite, there will always be a time when it runs out, and he doesn't know how far the ladder is.
"It seems that the divine light will be used less, and now I can only rely on my body to walk step by step......" Yan Qing tried to reduce the number of times he used the divine light as much as possible, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to last until the end.
If the support does not reach the end, then everything is in vain.
"What the hell have I forgotten?"
At this time, Yan Qing thought about it again, as if what he had forgotten was on this ladder.
As time passed, he finally reached the 5,000th staircase, but he didn't know how many. However, he felt that there was something different about the steps under his feet, and he really couldn't tell what the difference was.
At this time, the feet of Guyang were five thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight, Taiyi's feet were five thousand three hundred and twenty-one, the feet of Chai Tianmen were three thousand two hundred and thirty-six, the feet of Shen Yu were three thousand and seven heavy, and the feet of Tianqing were one thousand two hundred and ninety-one.
"It should be on this step. ”
At this time, Yan Qing simply sat on the fifth thousand-fold step, and then closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but he felt it for a long time, and still couldn't feel anything.
In fact, it was not that he couldn't feel anything, and he felt that the terrifying coercion was getting stronger and stronger.
"Do you want to use "The Art of Fate" to deduce it?" Yan Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he found that it was useless at all, "Impossible......"
He pondered for a moment, then applied the "Art of Fate" to his eyes, and when his life burned down, he saw threads of silk......
"What is this?"
He couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that there were countless silk threads tied to his body.
These threads are tied tightly and stretched tightly.
At this point, he reached out and touched the silk threads, but he couldn't touch anything, as if they didn't exist at all.
"What the hell are these threads?"
Yan Qing pondered while looking at it, and then thought of a way to get these silk threads open, he had already vaguely guessed that these silk threads were probably related to that terrifying coercion.
At this time, the four people in the distant sky were all a little surprised.
One hundred and eight generations found the silk thread and was about to break free from the silk thread, but the silk thread could only be cut, and there was absolutely no other way.
"Hehe, yes, I found a silk thread. A deep voice said.
"Hopefully he will have a way to cut it off. Someone said.
"It's hard. The old voice said.
On the ladder, Yan Qing looked at the silk thread with a frown, he quickly counted it, and found that he had five thousand entanglements on his body.
"There is a silk thread on each step, and I have five thousand on me, I have already climbed five thousand steps?" At this time, Yan Qing was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he had climbed so many steps, far beyond his estimate.
At this time, he suddenly climbed to the first level, and sure enough, another one was wrapped around his body.
"If these threads don't get off, it's probably impossible to continue......
Yan Qing kept thinking of a way, but he used a lot of means, and he still didn't touch these silk threads.
"Could it be that the Art of Fate is okay?"
At this time, Yan Qing tried to use "The Art of Fate" again.
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