Feng Ming stepped on the tenth to last step without hesitation, and sure enough, he lived up to Feng Ming's expectations, and the surprises followed.

Pour dozens of steps according to the design of the first two levels, and the difficulty is skyrocketing, and this level is no different.

The difficulty of pouring dozens of steps, and the weirdness of the way, were completely beyond Feng Ming's imagination, even if Feng Ming passed this level later, but when he thought of the situation of breaking through the level, he broke out in a cold sweat. It really gave him an incomparably huge surprise.

After Feng Ming stepped on the penultimate step, he put the flower on the other side aside and sat down cross-legged. The sea of gods began to be tossed. A golden bowl flashed in the sea of gods, and the bowl exuded a brilliant light, showing wealth and atmosphere.

Feng Ming looked at the bowl and was curious: There are also gifts that come with this level? The bowl is still very exquisite! Not bad!

However, then, a miserable howl went straight to the sky, no matter how hard he had been tempered before, no matter how thick his nerves that endured pain, no matter how thick his pain-bearing nerves were, no matter how easy he was in the face of pain, and still a miserable howl echoed around, making those who heard it feel creepy.

Feng Ming only lasted for a while, then ran to the flowers on the other side, and when he was a little better, he scolded: "Crazy! crazy! Crazy! Come up with such a crazy method, the gods will make you crazy!"

Feng Ming was driven crazy by the incredible scene in the sea of gods. Feng Ming's Shenhai was quickly made into a god's end, but it didn't end, and then some god's end was thrown into the golden bowl, and then countless golden sticks rained down on the bowl, exactly the same as pounding medicine, except that the bowl was not medicine, but the god's end.

There was a chaotic sound in my mind, and it was endless......

As Feng Ming scolded, only a madman would come up with such an abrasive method, which even the gods would go crazy, so the pig-like screams spread immediately. As long as the pain is unbearable, it is not bearable.

After a round of tinkering, the bowl poured out the gods that were too small to be smaller, and then, in addition, loaded some of them and continued to pound.

Feng Ming didn't wait for the drumming to finish smashing and rushed to the flower on the other side, and if he continued to drum, he would definitely die of pain.

After Feng Ming repaired Shenhai, he had a sad face, he was really a little scared, the pain was really not something that people could bear. However, there is no way out. So, crush the steel teeth and slowly boil it little by little. The screams rang out again and again.

There will always be a reward for paying, and after suffering again and again, Feng Ming finally survived this step. As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with a heart! This is probably the fundamental reason why Feng Ming survived this hurdle.

Next, Feng Ming lived a terrifying day than a trip to hell.

On the penultimate step, after pounding the end of the gods, two grinding discs appeared in his mind, and his divine consciousness was used as soy milk to grind. The grinding disc turned slowly, and Feng Ming's wail sounded again and again.

On the eighth to last step, after pounding and grinding the consciousness, the thread is drawn, and the hole is smaller than a hair, and once it is broken, it is pounded again, and then grinded, and then again, and so on.

The most nonsense are the seventh, sixth, and fifth steps from the bottom.

The penultimate step turns the consciousness into a human form, and when it is made into a human form, it is not very gentle, but throws the consciousness on an iron chopping board and hammers it out violently.

The sixth and fifth steps from the bottom turned his consciousness into a garment and a pair of trousers, respectively, and then ironed them with an iron, making a sizzling sound.

The most terrifying are the fourth, third, and second steps from the bottom.

These three steps use his divine sense to create various weapons, and the process of building them is exactly the same as the process of actually building weapons, the red furnace, the sound of ping-pong......

When Feng Ming stepped on the nineteenth thousand steps, he fell directly on the steps, not moving, it was not that he was injured, he was not injured, there was no trauma at all, with the escort of the flower on the other side, as long as he did not pass out, there would definitely be no accident. His mind went blank, he didn't think about anything, he just lay there quietly......

After three hours, he slowly stood up, he looked back at the steps below, there was no sadness or joy on his face, and he did not jump up and scold the designer of the "Golden Ancient Road" as a madman, a madman, and a psychopath.

To be honest, he admired the madman a little in his heart, a person can come up with so many crazy ideas, he is definitely a genius among geniuses, he gave the designer of the "Golden Ancient Road" an evaluation that no one has ever come before or since, and gave a resounding title - torture ancestor.

He decided to cancel the other titles of the designers of the "Golden Ancient Road" in the future, such as megalomaniac, cowhide king, madman, and neurotic, and only keep the most resounding title of "torture ancestor".

Because he was really convinced, he admired it so much.

He didn't look inside his Divine Sea to find out if his Divine Sea had brought a huge surprise, because it was not a surprise, but an infinite pain, a pain that could not be looked back.

After muttering a few words, Feng Ming took out the flower on the other side and held it in his hand, and walked down the steps, he also wanted to pick up the brothers and sisters below. He knew that without his help, none of the brothers and sisters below would be able to rush up, and even if they found a way to break the establishment of cultivating divine consciousness, they would not be able to come up, because the "establishment" in the method of breaking the establishment needs to rely on external objects to "stand", and there is no way to "stand" on their own.

It's not that he is much more amazing than others, but by chance, he happens to have a thing in his hand that helps "stand". Therefore, Feng Ming has never been arrogant in his heart. It's just that it's a step ahead with foreign objects, and it's really not worth showing off. If one day, he can step out of his own path with his own strength, that is the real thing to be proud of.

When Feng Ming came down, everyone else had stopped rushing through the level, waiting for his arrival, no way, no one had the courage to rush up again, and if they rushed again, their divine consciousness would be damaged. No one dares to take this risk, because once it is damaged, it will be abolished for life.

They all know that there is a great opportunity here, but unfortunately there is no blessing to suffer, and they enter the treasure mountain and return empty, making them sad, one by one like frosted eggplants, listless.

Feng Ming's terrible screams had clearly reached their ears, making them frightened and envious, although Feng Ming was in pain, at least he had gained.

For the pain, they thought that they could bear it, and it was common for martial arts cultivators to bear the pain, and they could not understand why Feng Ming was wailing.

Therefore, when other people saw Feng Ming's figure, their hearts were mixed and complicated. After Feng Ming approached, everyone saw Feng Ming's appearance, and showed a strange look, wanting to laugh but embarrassed to laugh, so they had to hold back desperately.

Feng Ming didn't notice this, and after coming down, he shouted a few times at the flower on the other side, "Da Da", however, he asked everyone to enter the flower on the other side, and then rushed up with the flower on the other side.

When he rushed up again, it was much easier than before, and the divine consciousness attack on the steps could no longer shake Feng Ming's divine sense. Feng Ming realized that his harvest was indeed huge, and he was much relieved, but he lived up to the previous death.

When he stepped on the nineteenth step again, Feng Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and none of them came up, although it was a bit opportunistic, but it was better to be alive than anything else. Looking at the familiar faces, Feng Ming felt like a reunion after a lifetime.

Feng Ming looked over one by one, and the others also looked at him with a strange gaze. After watching it for a while, everyone else couldn't help laughing, both because of the relief of being able to rush here, and because of Feng Ming's strange appearance.

"Suffocate me!"

Someone shouted, and then burst into laughter, and the others immediately burst into laughter, and Feng Ming also burst into laughter. Laughter hearty......

"Qiu Hai, I just found out today that you are the most handsome person in the world! Handsome! Handsome! The words 'peerless elegance' are indeed appropriate!" Yan Ranmei's eyes flashed with tears, and she laughed wildly.

"Yanran, I found you so cute today! You are also very powerful! You can see the essence through the phenomenon. It turns out that I am indeed handsome. There is vision! there is vision!" Feng Ming climbed up the pole, looking like a stinky fart.

The others laughed even harder when they saw Feng Ming's stinky fart.

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh! It's a big truth, but I'm embarrassed to be thin-skinned. Feng Ming said as he habitually scratched his head, "Huh, where's my hair?"

Feng Ming hurriedly touched the head with both hands, and when he started it, he felt that it was basically a desert, bare, but there were still dozens of grasses growing tenaciously, and the blame was that the dozens of grasses were still fluttering in the wind.

Feng Ming's consciousness swept away, and he exclaimed: "My mother, what's going on?"

It looked even more bald than the two bald people, and it was so weird that no wonder other people laughed.

"Could it be that I ripped it off when I was in pain before?" Feng Ming secretly guessed, and then said to Yan Ran, "Yan Ran, my young heart was bloodied by you, I want to cry, borrow your soft chest to comfort and comfort me." ”

"Dead enemy Hai! You are looking for death! I will kill you!" Yan Ran screamed, blushing with shame, and pounced on Feng Ming.

"Rush! There are still the last thousand steps, rush up, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish can leap!" Feng Ming shouted as he quickly rushed to the ninth thousand and one steps.

After Feng Ming walked up a few steps, he muttered to himself: "Why didn't the information appear in the name of the previous level like the previous two levels?"

As if there was a sense, a message flashed in the sea of gods: Divine Consciousness Heavenly Ladder Pass.

Feng Ming looked at Shenhai inwardly and was immediately stunned. I saw that the Divine Sea had doubled in size compared to before stepping on the "Divine Consciousness Heavenly Ladder", and it was condensed and refined to the extreme. This phenomenon can only be described as a miracle, and it is appalling to achieve such an amazing effect in just over ten days.

As prompted in the message of "Torture Ancestor": risk and chance coexist, and this sentence is fully reflected in the level of "Divine Consciousness Ladder", it is indeed how big the risk is, how big the opportunity is, and vice versa, how big the opportunity is, how big the risk is.

Looking back at the "Divine Consciousness Heavenly Ladder Pass", Feng Ming felt a little lost in his heart. When you get through it, and think about it, that pain is actually nothing compared to the harvest. I am afraid that it will be difficult to come across such a great opportunity in the future. In the future, I really don't know how to continue my divine consciousness cultivation, simply relying on the sky to eat, after Feng Ming tasted the sweetness, he was a hundred unwilling in his heart.

Although I don't want to, but what can I do, I can't pick up a stone and hit the sky, at least there is nothing on the thing that tosses the divine sense. Feng Ming still didn't understand what the "Torture Ancestor" was using to toss his divine sense.

The realm difference between the two sides is too far, and there are many things that Feng Ming can't understand at all. Take the divine consciousness as an example, it is very mysterious in the Fengyun Continent, however, in the hands of the "torture ancestor" it is like a ball of mud, and he can pinch it as much as he wants.

Feng Ming had a vague feeling that the realm of "Torture Ancestor" seemed to be beyond his imagination. The narcissistic words of the previous "torture ancestor" didn't seem to be bragging, it seems to be really like that. This was beyond Feng Ming's comprehension, making him a little confused.

"Brother Qiu, what are you doing here? Everyone else has gone to the front, let's go! Time is pressing!" A figure woke up Feng Ming in confusion.

"Big brother, is there a higher realm in this world than the Martial God Realm?" Feng Ming blurted out along his thoughts.

"Maybe there is! Things in the world are difficult to talk about in the first place, but the Martial God Realm is already ethereal, even if there is, what should it do?" Lin Feng's words were filled with sadness.

"If there is, I will definitely step through this blue sky to appreciate it!" Feng Ming said arrogantly, "The road is long, but I believe that I will find it!"