Only a spirit pattern emerged, suppressed on Ji Mingyuan, and he slowed down, and his pace sank.

In contrast, the teenagers and girls standing in their forties all had several spirit patterns suppressing them, some even made a clanging sound like metal, and some even sent out ripples, shaking them to the point of blood.

Mu Ziqing's whole body was covered with red spirit patterns, red as blood, heavy and depressed, and dazzling.

I could only shake and see a pair of boots under my feet struggling to walk slowly, beads of sweat dripping onto the silver-white stone steps.

Bang!!!

In the last step, Mu Ziqing staggered, stepped forward, and stepped on it.

One Hundred Steps!

It's reached!

She was ahead of the crowd and stood out among the many geniuses, becoming the first to pass the assessment.

Although it is only the first hundred steps of the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, it is like the bright moon above the peak, and countless geniuses look up.

"Hoo ......"

Su Ziqing stood on the top of the hundred steps and took a deep breath, the shallow smile on her beautiful cheeks was pleasing to the eye.

The spiritual patterns that spread all over the body have long since dissipated in the heavens.

Beads of sweat slid down her blown-up skin, and she did it! The first to pass the test, she smiled happily, and smiled very brightly.

At the foot of the mountain, the city lord, who was dressed in green and fluttering, and was not stained with red dust, looked at Mu Ziqing on the stone steps and smiled slightly, easy-going and natural, quite satisfied.

Ye Tianwan also smiled and nodded, very recognized.

As an assessor, she naturally knows the difficulty of this assessment.

This assessment completely suppresses cultivation, and only by relying on a strong body and perseverance can we move forward and complete the assessment.

And the spirit pattern will also suppress them according to different people, which will also form a difference in the color of the spirit pattern.

And Mu Ziqing's talent is obvious to all, and the spirit pattern that suppresses her is also very powerful, but she can still be the first to step on the top.

Visible!

Mu Ziqing is not only talented, her body is hard, but her heart is also the same, which is indeed extraordinary.

"Damn!" Zhao Tingsheng frowned, he was actually one step ahead of her, and he was very annoyed.

At this time, he had reached the ninety-third order, and his whole body was covered with blue spirit patterns, suppressing him to move forward slowly, sweating, the blue tendons on his forehead were slightly raised, and his whole body was stiff and tense.

Bang!!!

Zhao Tingsheng continued to step forward and reached the ninety-fourth step with difficulty.

Li Hanyan, who was not far from him, shook his head slightly and didn't say anything.

At this time, he was also quite uncomfortable, and the blue spirit patterns appeared in the void all over his body, vibrating and roaring, and the brilliance was gorgeous, which shocked him to step hard.

Li Hanyan's breath was quite stable, and he had already reached the ninety-second order, and Zhao Tingsheng was one left and one right, far away.

Bang bang bang!!

Ji Mingyuan went all the way up, and he had already reached the sixty steps, but there was still only a spiritual pattern around him, which made him feel strange.

He stopped curiously to rest for a while, some were tired, his big eyes were shaking, he looked around slightly, looking at the people around him, very curious.

"Is he finally unable to hold on?" someone looked at Ji Mingyuan in surprise, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ji Mingyuan went all the way forward, and if he was leisurely, there was no big problem to shock the audience.

Seeing that he finally stopped, everyone was so moved that they cried, it was too demonic. It's amazing that a little beggar can do this.

If this goes all the way up, without hindrance, what kind of evil is their talent, then it will not suppress others?

"I'll go, he's actually resting?"

Some people gritted their teeth, depressed and powerless, and found that they were scrutinized.

He was standing not far from Ji Mingyuan's side, more than a dozen spirit patterns in Zhou Shen shook slightly, and the ripples shook him, although he was not exhausted, but he was also struggling to move forward under huge pressure.

Through the gap in the spirit pattern, he actually saw that this person stopped on the stone steps, no longer stepping, not because he was unable to move forward, but just resting.

"Heavenly Killing Origin Tianzun, this is not fair, I hate it......!

A boy clenched his fists and beat his chest, looked up to the sky and roared, stunned himself to cough up blood, the blood at the corners of his mouth slipped off, his eyes were black, and he almost rolled down.

"Really, fake?" said someone who was filled with grief and indignation, incredulous, and unswayed.

They are like mountains pressing down, carrying the mountains, and some of them have already coughed up blood and are overwhelmed, but they still don't want to give up and grit their teeth and persevere, and move forward with hardships and hardships.

Ji Mingyuan timidly retracted his gaze, a little uncomfortable and scared to be looked at by so many people.

He is so special among the crowd, and he has attracted the attention of the people in front of him, puzzled, and even a little doubtful about life, subverting his own three views.

"He ......"

Mu Ziqing was surprised, her exquisite little face showed a different color, at this time she had already passed the assessment, and the spirit pattern that suppressed her dissipated in the heaven and earth, and she didn't have any scruples, and she was not afraid of the spirit pattern suppression.

Her beautiful eyes were shining with a strange light, and she looked at Ji Mingyuan under the stairs in amazement.

Ji Mingyuan timidly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at the people around him, not daring to look at him.

"Huh?" Ji Mingyuan turned his head to look at his side, revealing a look of surprise.

A spiritual pattern appeared in the void beside him, and there was only one line, the lines were confused, exuding a faint silver light, ethereal and up-and-down.

"Look so good!" Ji Mingyuan was attracted by this spirit pattern, the first time he saw this kind of thing, it was very beautiful, he liked it very much.

Stretching out his dirty little hand, he touched the spirit pattern in the void slightly.

"Bo !!"

An ethereal sound sounded, like a plucking of calm water, rippling and emitting a light sound.

The ethereal spirit pattern was touched by his fingertips, and it instantly distorted, drifting towards the heavens, and then turned into a rain of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Ahh

"What?"

The people who had been paying attention to him were dumbfounded, there was a dead silence, there was no sound, and the anger in his heart was surging and difficult to calm down.

"He shattered the spirit pattern?"

"How is that possible?"

"There is no spiritual power fluctuation, and the spiritual pattern is scattered?

Not to mention the others, even the disciples of the Gu Immortal Pavilion were stunned and had nothing to say.

"It's kind of interesting!" The city lord smiled, his smile was as warm as the breeze, and he looked at Ji Mingyuan's back with interest.

"Lord......" An old man turned his head to look at a tall man beside him and asked, but found that the man was looking at Ji Mingyuan fixedly and didn't say anything.

The unheard, the unseen. They had never seen such a scene, they must know that the Gu Immortal Pavilion's Mountain Protection Array was distributed by the ancient powerhouse, even if they went up, it would be hindered, and it would be difficult to be as unimpeded as him, and the spirit patterns would be dispersed with a snap of their fingers.

Although it has been decayed by the ages, there are also people who are warranting and improving.

Even if it is weakened to assess, it is not something that ordinary people can touch.

Sure enough, someone tried to see this, and slightly touched the spirit patterns around him, and suddenly the spirit patterns vibrate.

"Ah......h

A scream pierced the sky, and a figure fell from a height, and when he was about to land, Zhou Shen overflowed with brilliance, and there was a soft force to catch him, and he didn't hit the ground.

"Ah, don't!" the soft power dispersed, but he did not have a trace of joy, but was overwhelmed with grief, and looked up to the sky and cried out with compassion.

He has reached the seventy-odd level, and he is still at ease, only by persevering, he can pass the assessment with patience, and now he has lost all his previous efforts and wants to start all over again, he has long since lost the strength to start again.

Some people looked at him and shook their heads slightly, but didn't say anything.

In the end, the boy was unwilling to give up, took some healing medicine and continued to climb the ladder.

Seeing this scene, the other people who wanted to disperse the spirit pattern withdrew their hands, not daring to touch it, so they could only continue to grit their teeth and move forward.

Ji Mingyuan found that no one blamed him, but looked at Ye Tianwan at the bottom of the stone steps and smiled at himself, so he was relieved and continued to move forward.

Sixty steps! Seventy steps!

When Ji Mingyuan reached the eighty-third order, seven spirit patterns appeared around his body, which shook his chest and made it difficult to move forward, he raised his hand to scatter the spirit patterns, but there were still new spirit patterns floating around him, blocking his way.

The beads of sweat on Ji Mingyuan's forehead slid down to his little face, he gritted his teeth, quickly took a few steps, and went straight past several people, reaching the ninety steps.

"What?" Zhao Tingsheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Ji Mingyuan, who was not far behind him, shocked.

How can it be?

How can a little beggar keep up with him? Zhao Tingshen was shocked in his heart and couldn't believe it.

Ji Mingyuan was dressed in tattered clothes, so tattered that he couldn't even mend them, and there were some cracks that could vaguely see the white skin inside, and he didn't even have a pair of shoes under his feet, so he walked barefoot.

The body swayed, and more than a dozen white ethereal spirit patterns appeared around his body, exuding soft ripples, slightly on him, and walked slowly towards him.

On the other hand, he had already reached the ninety-eighth step, only two steps away from the assessment standard, but dozens of spirit patterns on his body vibrated and rippled, but they were like waves in the angry sea, slapping on his body, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

The corners of his mouth were dripping with blood, a trace of blood slipped down, and the luxurious clothes on his body had already been wet with sweat, and he was slightly embarrassed.

Ji Mingyuan has already reached the ninety-fifth step, and there are not many people here, only a few people.

And there are only Zhao Tingsheng near the finish line, as well as Li Hanyan, one left and one right, a few steps away, in the middle is Mu Ziqing, who is dressed in green clothes fluttering, beautiful as a fairy in the picture, squinting, leaning down and looking at himself with a smile.

The ladder was more than twenty meters wide, and Ji Mingyuan at this time was also close to the left because of avoiding others.

Ji Mingyuan moved two steps away from Zhao Tingsheng. Gritting his teeth, his messy black hair fluttered, and he ran forward.

Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight......

"Get out!" A low roar, a figure flickered, and Ji Mingyuan felt something waving towards him.

"Bang !!"

Ji Mingyuan was turned in front of him by Zhao Tingsheng, and with a wave of his arm, he hit Ji Mingyuan on the chest.

Ji Mingyuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, his eyes turned black, his chest was stuffy, and he flew out horizontally.

As Ji Mingyuan smashed down the stairs, a large amount of blood was sprinkled in the air, spraying out of Ji Mingyuan's mouth, which was so eye-catching in the air.

Blood spattered three feet, blood stained the ladder.