Now, only Song Zhuang is left.

Song Zhuang made a difficulty.

In this position, it is difficult for me to give up even if I want to.

If you want to give up, you have to jump back to the cliff.

However, it also takes courage.

Just when Song Zhuang was working hard to build his mind, the door on the cliff disappeared at an inopportune time.

Well, now that the way to retreat is completely blocked, Song Zhuang has no choice but to move towards the top of his head.

Looking at the foothold a few meters above your head, it was a huge boulder, and it was perfectly fine to use it as a foothold.

The angle was calculated, and the only thing lacking now was the courage to leap forward.

"Come on!"

Cui Lin shouted at herself from an altitude of tens of meters.

Song Zhuang, whose face was covered in cold sweat, finally made the biggest choice in his life.

Controlling the legs of the sifting chaff, Song Zhuang tried to jump up.

The power of this jump was not great, but Song Zhuang jumped up a distance of several meters!

It's amazing!

It's incredible!

Song Zhuangren felt the pleasure of weightlessness in the air.

Jumping high is not a thing, being able to catch the foothold is the key!

Song Stiff, who was overjoyed, really deviated from the big score this jump, and directly skipped the foothold he was looking at, and then flew out a lot.

This time I was confused.

Where are you going?

Seeing that the upward power was about to come to an end, Song Zhuang's eyes were quick, and he grabbed a branch dangerously, which could stop the decline of the fall.

But the suspended branch couldn't bear the weight of Song Zhuang's body at all, and began to slowly fall downward.

But it was this buffer opportunity that gave Song Zhuang a chance to get out of trouble!

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Jumping again, he finally came to the big rock.

Grandma's, finally succeeded in getting to the ground.

"Well done! Come on!"

Lynn's voice of encouragement came from the head.

Song Zhuang took a deep breath, looked at the second foothold above his head, and then jumped over again.

This time, Song Zhuang was not so panicked, and his feet were not so shaky, so he successfully completed the jump and landed on a piece of sand above his head.

Success gave Song Stiff a huge amount of self-confidence, which made him continue to try.

It is said that all the skills in the world, except for reading, are all 100 days' work, even if it is to tile the Yellow River.

After Song Zhuang successfully jumped to the foothold of the higher level several times in a row, his experience gained and he gradually began to speed up the jump.

Finally, Song Zhuang followed Cui Lin's footsteps and came to a camp located thousands of meters in the air.

That's right!

There is also a camp at night on this endless road that is broken towards the sky.

Located on the way to the summit of the Prophet, there will actually be a camp!

It really is a place full of mystery and challenges.

"Those who can get here are basically qualified pilgrims...... Here will be weeding out the first batch of those who are not qualified to see the Prophet."

Lao K smiled and said, "Congratulations, you took the first step."

Song Zhuang measured this place and found that the camp was located on a fractured mountain cliff plateau section, covering an area of only a few acres of land, surrounded by cliffs, except that the camp was surrounded by a rolling snow-capped mountain.

Sunlight shone through the clouds over the camp, creating dazzling golden rays of light.

These rays are in

The reflection on the snow-capped mountains enveloped the entire camp in a golden glow.

It's a great view of the sunset.

In the center of the camp, there is a huge campfire that burns with a roaring flame that dispels the chill brought by the cold and provides some warmth.

Around the campfire, several groups of pilgrims sat in scattered piles, and everyone was extremely silent...... Song Zhuang keenly noticed that there was even a deeply guarded hostility between these people.

"Murphy, you're here!"

A bald man suddenly laughed out loud and walked towards Murphy.

"Pang Xiong, why are you here?" A look of surprise appeared on Murphy's dark face.

"What? Are you only allowed to come to the court, and not us?"

The bald man called Pang Xiong looked at Murphy with an unkind face.

Murphy snorted coldly, "The number of people the prophet receives is limited, and I will definitely not be happy that you are here!"

"The prophet is not from your family, who she receives depends on her ability, what's the matter, do you still have the capital of a proud undertaking?"

When Murphy heard this, he became angry on the spot: "The last time I passed through the Steel Forest, if it weren't for you dog, Lao Tzu would definitely not have failed and would not have been injured!"

Pang Xiong smiled: "That's your problem, it's all your own fault that your skills are not as good as others, what can it do with me?" But then again, it's a surprise that you didn't die in the Steel Forest."

"Humph! Even if you die, Lao Tzu can't die!"

Murphy looked coldly at the entire bald head in front of him, his fists clenched...... Song Zhuang, who was watching from the sidelines, would not doubt at all that Murphy wanted to beat this bald head directly into a dead bald head.

"What

？ Do you still want to do it?"

Pang Xiong sneered.

Murphy said coldly, "If it weren't for the Prophet's rule that no hands were allowed in the camp, I would have to make you kneel and beg for mercy today!"

This was said very loudly, and the bald companions on the spot immediately quit and came forward to help!

In this way, the people on Murphy's side were also extremely nervous, and everyone was ready to fight.

"Stop!"

A majestic voice came, it was old K.

Hearing Lao K's voice, Pang Xiong was about to scold, but after seeing Lao K's face, Pang Xiong suddenly showed obedience: "Old K, what kind of wind is blowing today, why are you here?"

Obviously, Lao K's identity is very noble, enough to make Pang Xiong feel scruples.

"Give me face, don't fight today, let's talk about anything tomorrow when I go to the steel forest." Old K spoke.

Pang Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you a face today, and everyone will stop here, but tomorrow will ...... No one's face is good!"

After speaking, Pang Xiong left the scene with the people and returned to the place where he camped.

Lao K took his group to find a place to settle near the campfire, and then set up camp.

Song Zhuang asked in a low voice, "What happened just now? Why do you have to quarrel when you meet? It's like you're going to do it."

Cui Lin explained, "In the Source World, of course, K Lao is not the only one who escaped from the slavery of Xihe, after all, the world is so big, and there are many forces of resistance...... Pang Xiong, who had an argument with us just now, is another force of resistance!"

"Shouldn't you unite?"

Song Zhuang said, "There is a lot of strength in numbers."

"Regiment

Knot? How to unite? Everyone has different demands and ideals, how can we unite?" Cui Lin asked, "Who is in charge when united?"

"You can choose!"

Song stiff said.

"Well said, the question is who listens to you?"

Cui Lin asked.

Song Zhuang: "......"

Cui Lin continued, "All in all, put away those unrealistic thoughts, you are in a very dangerous situation right now, and tomorrow we will enter the area of the Steel Forest, where we must not only be careful of elusive monsters, but also those companions who want to sneak up on them at any time and place."

As she spoke, Cui Lin looked at the others who were resting around her.

"Be careful, those humans are much scarier than the monsters of the Iron Forest." Cui Lin continued to ding

Asked.

Song Zhuang nodded vigorously: "I remember."