Everyone looked at the distant back of the middle-aged Confucian in surprise, and their faces were full of envy. Although they had heard of strength before, after reaching the Soul Return Realm, they could fly freely by relying on the vitality in their bodies. It's one thing to hear, it's another to actually see.

And Fang Yan and Fang Tingting were even more shocked, they had lived in that small Heavenly Bow City since they were children, and their knowledge was very limited. They are also ignorant of common sense that many outsiders know. Including the scene seen in front of you.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, when you reach the strength of the soul realm, you can do it." Zhang Yang obviously didn't see such a situation for the first time, and urged a little impatiently.

Fang Yan and Fang Tingting retracted their gazes and glanced at each other, both of them seeing a trace of bitterness in each other's eyes.

Both of them knew that they knew too little about the outside world, and there was still a lot of things in this world waiting for them to discover.

Zhang Yang looked at the two of them who were a little wooden, and said excitedly: "Did you hear it just now?" He said that those whose strength had reached the Soul Condensing Realm only needed to pass the first test. ”

Looking at the excited look on his face, it was obvious that he had just learned about this rule.

Fang Yan was slightly stunned, as if he had just remembered this important information.

"So, as long as we reach the top of the mountain, we can join Qingyun Peak?"

"Don't let your guard down, it's not easy to get up." Zhang Yang pointed to the stone staircase in the distance and said, "Have you seen it, the guards who used to stand on the stone staircase are now standing outside the stone staircase. ”

Fang Yan nodded, suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned his head to look around, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

At this time, nearly half an hour had passed since the middle-aged Confucian announced the beginning, but no one dared to be the first to try. Just now, there were words that it was easy to reach the top, and at this time, you look at me, I look at you, hesitating.

"Let's go, let's go." Fang Yan thought for a moment, then walked out. But before he took two steps, he was blocked by Zhang Yang on the side.

"Don't be foolish, let's see first."

"Don't forget, we only have 12 hours, and if we wait any longer, it will take our own time. Anyway, no matter what the mystery of this stone staircase, I have to go up. The dialect broke away and moved on.

Fang Tingting followed.

Zhang Yang looked at the crowd behind him, gritted his teeth, and followed.

For a while, the eyes of tens of thousands of people at the foot of the mountain gathered on the dialect people again. Some people who wanted to ridicule themselves closed their mouths very consciously after seeing the faces of the dialects.

After all, they have all seen the strength of dialects, and with their previous knowledge of him, it is not surprising that he dares to try first. You know, this is a guy who dares to confront someone whose strength is one level higher than his own.

Not far away, Wu Shan and the young man in Tsing Yi also raised their eyebrows unconsciously, staring straight at him, they didn't seem to expect that he would dare to be the first to go up, you know, he had just been seriously injured.

"I'll try first, you wait on the side." Fang Yan stood in front of the stone staircase, took a deep breath, and nervously raised his legs to step on the first stone staircase.

Seeing that the guards on the side, who were also with the strength of the Soul Condensing Realm, did not dare to stand on the stone ladder, he knew that this stone ladder was probably a little terrifying.

With the foot of the dialect, the hearts of tens of thousands of people at the foot of the mountain also tensed at the same time. A pair of eyes were fixed on him, as if they were afraid of missing something. The man standing in the back couldn't help but look at his feet to see what would happen when he stepped out.

"Huh?"

The soles of the dialect's feet landed on the first stone staircase unhindered, and there was no abnormality. But he still didn't dare to take it lightly, and after a pause, he stepped on his other foot as well.

"Hmm......"

The moment Fang Yan stood on the stone steps with his feet, he immediately felt an invisible huge pressure surging over his body like a flood beast, making him unprepared unconsciously snort and fall to the ground with a snap.

"Beware of pressure." Fang Yan clenched the root of his teeth, and shouted a few words from between his teeth, warning Zhang Yang and Fang Tingting behind him, and then concentrated all his strength to resist the huge pressure coming from his body and slowly stood up. Step by step go up.

Zhang Yang and Fang Tingting in the rear were reminded by the dialect, and they were mentally prepared, but they were not as embarrassed as him. But it doesn't feel much better.

The people at the foot of the mountain understood the mystery hidden in this stone ladder after seeing the dialect fall. At that moment, there was no longer any delay, and they began to rush to the stone staircase. Naturally, there will be some friction, and all of a sudden, all kinds of scolding are endless.

Listening to the noise behind him, Fang Yan didn't look back, and moved forward steadily under the huge pressure. Every step it takes takes him a lot of effort.

Half an hour later, he gasped and stopped, but as soon as he stopped, he felt that the pressure on his body was more than twice as heavy, where did he dare to slack off, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked again, and the pressure on his body was more than twice as heavy before it was relieved again.

I glanced at the top of the mountain with no end in sight, and secretly complained in my heart, if I wanted to reach the top of the mountain in 12 hours at this speed, it would be really difficult.

He glanced back, as if to see if anyone threatened him to the first place. If he doesn't make it to the top in 12 hours, there is no hope for the others.

At this glance, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. More than half an hour passed, and he walked only 300 zhang away. At the foot of the mountain, which is 300 zhang away, it has been densely packed and very spectacular.

Two steps behind him, followed by three seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, who were about to catch up with him. And Zhang Yang was thrown three or four feet away for some reason. Fang Tingting was even more than a dozen feet behind.

In just a distance of 300 zhang, there are no people who can't hold on to being eliminated for the time being. Fang Yan remembered what the middle-aged Confucian said, and tried to take half a step to the side, but found that the pressure on his body had not diminished at all. It seems that even if you want to give up, it's not so easy.

As time passed, countless people were knocked to the ground by the pressure on their bodies, some people got up and continued, while others didn't even have the strength to get up. I could only struggle to crawl to both sides, away from this inhuman torture.

Before halfway through the journey, the number of people on the entire stone staircase had already decreased by nearly half. And the dialect has long been surpassed by the two, and the distance has even been widened. And Fang Tingting was thrown dozens of feet away. Jean Dialect couldn't help but worry a little about whether she could make it to the top of the mountain.

And what made him a little puzzled was that the strength of the two people who surpassed him was still in the vitality stage. And among the people who couldn't resist the pressure and were eliminated miserably, there were people who advanced to the Soul Condensing Realm. He couldn't imagine how these people in the vitality stage could withstand this huge pressure that even he couldn't bear.

But after a moment he figured it out. These invisible pressures are certainly strong when they are strong, and weak when they are weak. Otherwise, if the pressure on him is placed on those people in the vitality stage, I am afraid that they will not even have the strength to stand up.

"Plop!"

A teenager in second place suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Yan smiled helplessly, but the steps under his feet became more and more steady. He knew that if he fell to the ground, it would take enough strength to get up again to get him two or three feet away.

After the boy fell, he struggled several times and could not get back up. In the end, he roared angrily and crawled to the sides unwillingly. Stopping still is under more than twice as much pressure as walking, and if he can't get up all the time, he will end up losing his life because he can't bear the pressure.

At the moment when he had just climbed out of the stone stairs, the young man who walked in the first place suddenly shook his body, straightened his waist, looked left and right with a surprised face, and looked back with a blank expression. But immediately, the look on his face was replaced by excitement. After a light snort, he actually stood in place and rested. It was so easy.

The dialect was stunned for a moment, and then understood something. A look of excitement flashed across his face, and his feet sped up a little.

"Ahh

Then the teenager who had just climbed out obviously guessed that there was no pressure on that side. After roaring angrily, he was extremely unwilling to rush into the stone staircase again. But as soon as his footsteps touched the edge of the stone staircase, he was repelled by an invisible force. After three consecutive times, he was severely wounded.

"Whew!"

The dialect took the last step and went hand in hand with the number one teenager. Suddenly, I felt a lightness on my body, and the invisible huge pressure dissipated without a trace. But before he could rejoice, he found himself in another predicament.

His legs seemed to be on the ground, so heavy that it was hard to lift them. Not to mention taking a step forward. He looked at the young man beside him, who spread his hands in an innocent manner and began to raise his legs as hard as he could.

The dialect stood helplessly. He found that as long as he didn't lift his legs, it was still like standing on flat ground. There was no pressure, but it was much better than before, at least I could rest at any time.

Looking at the darkening sky, he estimated the time, and by this time it should have been five hours. I should be halfway there. Thinking of this, he was not in a hurry to go any further, and also stood in place to rest, the previous five hours had already taken too much of his energy.

When he was resting, he was not idle, and turned his head with great interest to look at the people behind him. He wanted to turn around, but as soon as his feet moved, he felt a burst of weakness, and he had no choice but to give up.

As far as the eye can see, there is still a long flow of people, and there should be nearly 10,000 people. Those who were close to him were less than half a zhang away, but those who were far away were hundreds of zhang. Seven or eight feet away, he also saw two acquaintances. It was the young man in Tsing Yi and Wu Shan.

The two were sweating profusely and faltering, and it was clear that they were under much more pressure.

Perhaps sensing Fang Yan's gaze, the young man looked up at him, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, and immediately lowered his head again and continued on his way.

He searched the crowd, but did not find Fang Tingting, and he didn't know if he was eliminated or too far behind. With a light sigh, he turned his head and concentrated all his strength on his legs, slowly lifting it up little by little, and then putting it down heavily. Step by step, move forward.

As night fell, the only sound on the silent mountainside was the rustling of footsteps on the stone stairs, except for the occasional roar of beasts.

Fang Yan walked forward steadily, looking at the mountain peaks under the night, thinking that his father should be in the mountain somewhere, and he couldn't help but feel a trance in his heart. Some childhood memories are starting to come back to mind.

In a trance, he just lowered his head and walked forward, and unconsciously threw the young man who was originally ranked first dozens of feet away. It wasn't until he was lightly placed on his feet, and he flipped over a big heel because of his hard lifting, that he suddenly woke up.

Looking back, I realized that I had come to a flat place. The flat ground was lit up as bright as day with some firelight all around. Fifty or sixty zhang away there is a boulder with three big characters written on it.

Qingyun Peak!