After a while, Yang Tian gritted his teeth and climbed the fiftieth step, feeling that his body had been hollowed out, and he had no extra strength at all.

After reaching the goal he had set for himself, he let out a breath and immediately retreated, because he knew that it was impossible for him to climb to the next level.

If you don't know the current affairs and do it hard, you will die.

When he went down the stairs, he glanced back, and saw that the Senior Brother Wang of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect had already surpassed the sixty steps, and was even close to the seventy steps.

It's so fast!

It's too strong!

After descending the stairs, Yang Tian looked at Meng Fan on the steps, his eyes full of envy and even respect.

He turned his head to Li Wan'er on the side and asked, "Senior Sister Wan'er, is this Senior Brother Wang of your Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect really the realm of the mid-innate stage?" Or is it a hidden cultivation? ”

If he is a monk who hides his cultivation and is at the peak of his innate nature, he is still a little more receptive.

If it's really the middle congenital stage, but it's so strong, it's really outrageous.

Is there really such a good and talented person in the world?

Li Wan'er said with some surprise: "I really don't know this, to be honest, I haven't been in contact with this Senior Brother Wang before, so I don't know anything about it." ”

Yang Tian nodded and didn't ask any more.

In fact, even if this Senior Brother Wang hid his cultivation, it was still surprising.

Because of some of the innate peak monks he knew, there was no way to compare his strength with this Senior Brother Wang.

"I hope Senior Brother Wang can successfully reach the top and obtain the inheritance of this place." Yang Tian sighed.

At this time, he would not have any jealousy at all, at most a little envy.

People are jealous only when they face people who are not much different from themselves.

The gap is too big, and often it can't be jealous.

In the eyes of Yang Tian and Wu Juntao, if this Senior Brother Wang can obtain the inheritance at this moment, it will be a good thing.

At least this is not a futile, otherwise, none of them have obtained the inheritance, and they have wasted so much effort and energy, and it will be a shame to say it.

"Absolutely!" Li Wan'er said vigorously.

On the long steps, Meng Fan had already walked up to the seventieth floor.

It's still in a state of great relaxation.

He could easily cope with the flames that hit him on every flight of steps.

Even knew that at this moment, he was only using the Sword Technique of Annihilation, and he didn't even use a sword to open the Gate of Heaven.

The flames before the seventy layers, he only used the sword extinguishing technique to get it.

One is that his Shattering Sword Technique has reached the peak of perfection, and the other is that his Taixu True Qi is indeed much stronger than other people's True Qi.

From this point, it can be seen that the gap between the immortal gate and the holy land.

If you change to a disciple who cultivates the Taixu True Sutra in the Taixu Holy Land, you can easily climb to the seventieth floor.

However, even in the Taixu Holy Land, not everyone can cultivate the Taixu True Sutra.

The owner of the empty sword in the sword mound is Dugu Jingyun, but the holy son of the Taixu Holy Land has an extraordinary identity, so he is qualified to cultivate the Taixu True Scripture.

And take 10,000 steps back and say, how can the disciples of the Taixu Holy Land care about a little-known inheritance?

On the long staircase, after the seventieth floor, Meng Fan had already begun to use a sword to open the Heavenly Gate, so that he could easily destroy the flames.

After the seventy-fifth layer, he had to use two swords in a row, or even three swords, to be able to destroy the flames.

Eighty layers later, he began to use the Great Freedom Sword Qi to be able to destroy the flames with a single sword.

As for the ninety layer, Meng Fan slashed out more than a dozen Great Freedom Sword Qi one after another before he was able to destroy the flames that attacked him.

Layer by layer, even Meng Fan felt tired.

He had been holding back and had not used his sword intent.

One is to hide from oneself, and the other is to train oneself.

The main thing is to train himself, because even if he uses his sword intent, a monk of the level of Li Wan'er, Yang Tian, and Wu Juntao can't see it.

In Meng Fan's opinion, since the owner of this cave mansion is the heir who chooses the innate realm, if he uses his sword intent, then in a sense, he will lose.

Because a cultivator in the innate realm could not cultivate a means of such a level as sword intent at all.

This is tantamount to "strong" himself and himself, Meng Fan just wants not to use his sword intent to meet the requirements of the owner of this cave mansion for the inheritor.

To put it bluntly, there is still a bit of inflated and proud emotions at work.

At the bottom of the long steps, Yang Tian watched Meng Fan climb up layer by layer, and his heartbeat began to accelerate, and he raised his throat.

Every time Meng Fan climbed the stairs, his speed was much slower.

Especially on the latest floor, it took him ten minutes to go up the stairs.

"There's only one last step left." Li Wan'er shouted a little excitedly.

"With so many steps going up in front, this last floor will definitely be successful!"

"However, this last step is probably the most difficult."

The three of you are chatting word by word.

They can actually see that this Senior Brother Wang seems to be in a state of exhaustion, but this is all to the last level, and it would be a pity if he failed?

"Senior Brother Wang, come on!"

"Senior Brother Wang, come on!"

"Senior Brother Wang, come on!"

The three of them all mustered up their strength and shouted loudly at Meng Fan at the top of the long steps.

On the last step of the stairs, Meng Fan heard the shouts of the three of them, and turned around and smiled.

Onlookers felt that it would be a pity if the last floor could not be climbed.

As a party to the case, this feeling is naturally more obvious.

So, he was bound to get it.

It is impossible to fail.

He also guessed that the last step must be more difficult than the previous one, and it was much more difficult, but he still had confidence.

After all, he still insisted that he didn't use the sword intent.

It's not easy to get to this level.

Once he used his sword intent, his combat power would increase tenfold or even tenfold.

Therefore, it is impossible to succeed and not to fail.

The difficulty of this last step will not increase by dozens of times, right?

Then that's an exaggeration!

Meng Fan ascended the last step and waited for an even more terrifying flame to strike.

Then, his brow furrowed.

Because he didn't wait for the flames to attack, he had a feeling that this last step should be more than just a flame attack.

Just as he had this thought, an old man with white hair and white eyebrows suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I didn't expect anyone to really get this far!" Although it is a phantom, this phantom is extremely vivid and smart, and there is a clear emotion of surprise in the tone.

"Moreover, it turned out to be only a mid-congenital monk, which is really beyond the old man's expectations, greatly unexpected!"

The old man stared at Meng Fan carefully, his eyes full of amazement.

"Senior, what is the test of this last step?" Meng Fan saw that there was no flame, but this old man appeared, so he asked straight to the point.