At this time, Fang Ming came to the front of the hill, the hill is not high, only a hundred zhang, there are countless steps on the mountain leading to the top of the mountain, the stairs are long, and there is a palace on the top of the mountain that looks a little dilapidated.

When Fang Ming stepped on the stairs, he suddenly felt that the spiritual power on his body was stagnant, as if in the gravity room, there was gravity pressing on all sides.

"Could it be that there is a formation here" Fang Ming groaned, raised his feet and walked up, and stopped after going up more than a dozen steps in a row.

"My guess is right, the higher you go, the greater the gravity, it seems that there are a lot of benefits for refining the body here" After Fang Ming finished speaking, he stopped the operation of the spiritual power on his body, and only used the strength of his body to resist the pressure coming from all sides.

Fang Ming exhaled and raised his feet and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain, although it was a little slow, but his feet did not stop.

Lu Liang's face was very ugly, and when the two of them were about to reach the foot of the mountain, his junior brother was killed by a sneak attack by someone from the righteous path, which made Lu Liang's face pale.

"This is the right way you claim to be, you actually made a sneak attack, and we came here in the bright light" Lu Liang looked around vigilantly and asked.

I didn't hear anyone answer for a while, Lu Liang's face was even more ugly, and he glanced around, took out a thumb-sized white skull from the storage bag on his waist and held it in the palm of his hand. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing an evil smile, and then he walked towards the hill.

At this time, Fang Ming came to the halfway point of the mountain, his face was pale, there was sweat flowing down his forehead, and there was a sound of rubbing and rubbing in his body, and after taking a few steps up, Fang Ming stopped, sat in place and cultivated the glazed golden body duel, wanting his body to adapt to the gravity pressure here first.

Gradually, many people came down from the foot of the mountain, both the righteous path and the demonic path, and the two sides did not fight as soon as they appeared. Some people began to try to walk towards the top of the mountain, while others were more cautious and saw that there was nothing wrong with the one in front of them walking on the stairs, so they began to climb the stairs.

After an hour of hurrying, Lu Liang finally came to the foot of the mountain, and suddenly a disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect stepped forward to give Lu Liang "Senior Brother Lu Liang"

"Well, what's the situation here," Lu Liang asked lightly.

"Senior brother, there is a gravity formation on this mountain, and the higher you go, the greater the gravity, and many righteous paths and people from the Demon Gate have gone up," someone hurriedly stood up and said.

"Oh, gravity formation," Lu Liang raised his eyebrows and said.

Lu Liang looked up and saw that there were indeed many people climbing the mountain, and when he looked up and saw Fang Ming, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and asked, "Who is the person at the top?"

"Senior brother, where was that person sitting when we came, and no one knew anyone who inquired about a lot of people."

"Oh, interesting" After speaking, Lu Liang walked to the stairs and raised his legs and walked up, and suddenly felt the pressure of gravity, but it was not big, and Lu Liang continued to walk up.

Fang Ming opened his eyes, exhaled and stood up, "Now that I can adapt to the gravity here, if I want to break through the glazed golden body, I can only go up."

Fang Ming raised his legs and continued to walk up, without feeling too much pressure.

In this way, the more Fang Ming walked up, the pressure increased, and at this time, Fang Ming saw the end of the stairs. But the higher he went up, the more gravity slowly increased, Fang Ming also felt a little unbearable.

Someone below came to the mountainside, and saw that Fang Ming was about to reach the top, and he was a little anxious, but there was an attic above, and he didn't know how many treasures there were.

Someone held on to the top, but the ending was not very good, poof, this person suddenly couldn't bear such a big gravitational pressure, vomited blood, rolled backwards, rolled out of the stairs and disappeared after rolling a few times, and at the foot of the mountain this person fell to the ground and spat blood.

It turns out that there are teleportation formations on both sides of the stairs, and as long as someone steps out of the stairs, they will be teleported to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this, the rest of the people did not push up, but sat down to adapt to the gravity of the place and went up, just like Fang Ming used the same method.

After a while, Lu Liang from below came to the place of these people, looked at a few people, smiled, and continued to go up, looking calm.

Several people looked at each other, and one of the Demon Dao said, "He is Lu Liang of the Demon Slaughter Sect"

Among these people, there are people from the righteous path and the devil's path, although they seem to be safe on the surface, they are secretly guarding against each other, and no one knows if they will be attacked in the next second.

At this time, Fang Ming's forehead was sweating, and there was a faint flow of golden light on his body, due to too much external pressure, this was the glazed gold body that operated on its own.

The corners of Fang Ming's mouth were bleeding, gritting his teeth and insisting, from one breath and two steps at the beginning to more than a dozen breaths and one step now, it can be imagined how great the gravity pressure is now.

Scratch and rub, Fang Ming's body pierced the sound of friction between bones, poof, Fang Ming spit out blood, a little shaky.

Lu Liang, who was still more than ten zhang away from Fang Ming below, was also crumbling, Lu Liang walked more than half of the way in one breath, and now he was a little tired, he glanced up at Fang Ming, and Lu Liang decided to meditate and take a break to adapt to the current intermittent gravity on the rise.

Fang Ming would spit out a mouthful of blood every time he went up the steps, and now even his face was a little pale.

Fang Ming raised his leg on the previous step, boom, and suddenly a roar came from his body, and then the golden light on his body was sheng, more than twice as thick as before.

Fang Ming was overjoyed, due to the long-term gravity pressure on his body, the glazed golden body broke through on its own.

"It seems that it is the same as I thought, the glazed gold body duel has finally broken through to Dacheng" Fang Ming looked up at the stairs with more than a dozen steps left, exhaled and ran ethereally, and rushed through the dozen or so stairs in a single breath.

Poof, but still spit blood, and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth. Looking up, I saw that there was an attic in front of me that was about ten zhang high, the attic had five floors, and there was a plaque hanging on the second floor of the attic, on which the word "Dizong" was written.

Fang Ming looked around and saw nothing, and then came to the gate of the first floor of the attic, in front of which there were two turtle-like stone carvings, which were covered with cracks.

Fang Ming looked at the gate for a while, the gate was cast in bronze, and there were many demon beast patterns carved on it.

Fang Ming stepped forward and pushed open the bronze gate and walked in, and the gate suddenly closed. Fang Ming suddenly became alert, and looked around, surrounded by many stone gates on the stone wall.

Suddenly, a stone door on the left side opened with a bang, and out of it came a figure, all metallic, a puppet with a metal stick in his hand.

The puppet stood in front of Fang Ming, "Defeat me, you can go to the next layer" After speaking, the stick in the puppet's hand swept towards Fang Ming, Fang Ming stepped back and took out the flying sword and slashed forward, and the stick in the puppet's hand went up to block the flying sword.

The left hand clenched his fist and bombarded the puppet's body, the bell, the puppet took two steps back, and the stick smashed down towards Fang Ming, bang, Fang Ming was smashed and flew out, and his arm was numb.

The ethereal figure left an afterimage in place and turned behind the puppet. "Flowing Clouds" raised his sword and slashed at the gap between the puppet's arm and shoulder.

Bell, suddenly the puppet's arm was cut off, the stick fell to the ground, and even if the puppet was made of metal after losing the stick, it was dismantled by Fang Ming in a few clicks.

Suddenly, the stone door in the middle behind Fang Ming opened, and there was a staircase behind the stone door leading to the second floor, Fang Ming collected the flying sword and walked towards the stairs to the second floor.