"It's just a junior under the six heavens of the Divine Dao Realm, how can he climb the tenth step!"

"What is this kid's identity?"

"Isn't it the young supreme of the Holy Land Pure Land?"

......

Under the altar, the gods were in an uproar, obviously they underestimated the terrifying aura of the beast on this altar, and they were even more shocked.

There is a strong man in the six heavens of the Shinto realm, After receiving the message, after understanding the horror of the altar, he climbed the steps step by step, not daring to rush straight up.

On the top of the tenth floor of steps, Lu Feng took another step and climbed the eleventh floor of steps.

He thought that he was the Tao and the species, and he could withstand such a heavy pressure, but when he reached the eleventh layer, Xiao Xianyun, Yao Qianqian, and Xiao Youqiao's faces were a little pale.

The lines on the altar, Lu Feng could see more clearly, but if he looked closely, each line was magnified in his eyes, and what was shocking was that each line contained more profound fairy patterns.

Lu Feng's eyes were shocked, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink, this is amazing, among the lines that exude the breath of the fairy road on the altar, there are even more mysterious fairy patterns, which is unimaginable.

This made him more curious and fascinated, and there seemed to be endless mystery in the lines.

He walked one after another, straight up the fifteenth step, and the distance from the altar was only normal, and when he arrived here, not only was the beast-like aura of the wilderness terrifying to the extreme, but also bursts of miserable howls, mixed with desolation, grief and indignation, unwillingness, lamentation, and other emotions, echoed in Lu Feng's ears, directly impacting Lu Feng's godhead.

These cries are terrifying, they are the cries of countless ancient beings before they die, they have never stopped, penetrating endless time and space, making people tremble, and their divine consciousness seems to have returned to the era when the divine court was destroyed and countless ancient beings fell.

Lu Feng only felt as if there were endless steel needles piercing into his godhead, and the godhead was about to be stabbed into a sieve, and it was about to be torn into countless pieces.

It's so torturous of the will, it's just a moment, but it's like going through countless tribulations, it's almost overwhelming.

Lu Feng's body shook, his face showed fatigue, and after his eyes wandered for a moment, he quickly regained his clarity and flashed a gleam!

His godhead was very strong, and his will was even stronger, and after the discomfort he made, he quickly adjusted, but the pain of being pierced and torn was unavoidable.

With these shouts containing all kinds of complex emotions in the ears, a large amount of information seemed to swarm, instilling into Lu Feng's godhead.

It was a desolate ancient battlefield, the sky was gray, the mountains and rivers were broken, the thunder and lightning flashed, the rain was majestic, the ancient creatures with pure blood, the body was majestic, the breath was terrifying, and there were the figures of the fairy wind bones, ethereal and peerless, each of them was extremely powerful, giving people the feeling that it was the existence of the nine heavens beyond the Divine Dao Realm.

On the opposite side of them, there was a dark shadow, faintly visible outlines, but they could not see their faces clearly, the sky changed color, and even the majestic rain turned into black water.

At that time, many peak powerhouses died in battle, leaving remnants of divine thoughts on this altar, as well as this eternal cry, wanting to pass down all the things that happened in the era when the Divine Court was destroyed and inform future generations, but the other party also used great magical powers, trying his best to erase the memories left by many peak powerhouses, hiding himself, and only a shadow could be seen.

With so many peak powerhouses gathered together, it is simply an unimaginable combat force, almost invincible in the world of gods and demons, who is the other party and what is the origin?

Poof!

A black blade pierced through the body of an ancient fox, he was covered in gold, surging divine power, surrounded by immortal energy, extremely powerful, but at the moment when the black blade penetrated the body, all the light on his body disappeared, and the blood that flowed out turned black, and then the entire body decayed in a moment.

"It's ...... Dark power?"

Lu Feng was shocked, such a strange power made him have a familiar feeling, which seemed to have the same origin as the dark evil power in his body, but there was an inexplicable different feeling, and there seemed to be something different between the two.

"Ahh

Another scream, sounded in Lu Feng's ears, and a picture appeared in the godhead, an immortal with crane hair and a childish face and fairy wind bones, was pierced through his chest by a black claw, and a transparent hole appeared, and from the hole, Lu Feng saw the other party's face a little clearly.

It was an evil creature with nine tails, black hair like steel needles, scarlet eyes, sharp fangs, and a body like a wolf, piercing through the immortal's chest, tearing open his body, and killing an ancient creature again!

Rumble!

The void rumbled, that ancient creature sacrificed ten thousand laws, everywhere there was heavenly order, trapping the evil thing, but it couldn't stop it at all, every time the evil thing flicked its claws, it could tear apart all the laws.

Swish!

The body of the evil creature disappeared abruptly, and in the next moment, it passed over the head of the ancient creature, half of the head shattered, blood splattered out at once, and the godhead was pulled out, and it was torn to pieces in an instant.

This is too scary, these peak powerhouses, all of them are powerful existences that have shocked the ages, but they are as vulnerable as rotten wood.

What kind of creature is that?

With Lu Feng's knowledge, there are no such creatures in the two worlds of gods and demons.

"Could it be that he is from the fairy world?"

Everything in the fairy world is unknown, and if it really comes from the fairy world, it is not impossible.

It's just that many peak powerhouses gathered, why did they fight with that kind of evil thing to such a tragic point, and a large amount of information poured into the Lu Feng Godhead did not have any explanation, which is incredible.

He took another step, endured the great torture of the Godhead, ascended the sixteenth floor, and without stopping, went to the top altar.

After the little demon, Yao Qianqian, and Xiao Xianyun ascended to the fifteenth layer, their delicate bodies trembled, and they couldn't move an inch anymore, and when they got here, they were already at the limit.

It's not that the qualifications of the third daughter are not outstanding enough, and the strength is not strong enough, Lu Feng takes his body as the Tao and the body as a species, which is rare in the world, and his physical body's ability to bear it is too strong.

Rao is the king of death, after climbing the seventeenth step, he is also struggling, his strength is very strong, the realm is extremely high, the cultivation is unfathomable, but he stops at the seventeenth step, it seems that the pressure on climbing this altar also corresponds to the cultivation of the cultivator's realm, the higher the realm, the more terrifying the desolate aura.

The only one who can keep up with Lu Feng's footsteps is Tengu, this guy's cultivation method is a little incomprehensible to even Lu Feng.

And none of the other powerhouses has been able to climb the fifteenth step.

Soon, Lu Feng's footsteps stepped on the twenty steps, and there were only ten steps left from the altar engraved with countless esoteric patterns and containing the breath of the immortal path.

When he arrived here, the miserable shouts began to fade away, and there were more bursts of Dao Divine Sounds in his ears, and when Lu Feng stepped on the twenty-fifth floor, he heard the sound of what seemed to be the sound of the fairy road.

His body was cracked, covered with blood lines, and a thin mist of blood sprayed in every pore, but it gave people a feeling of more and more majesty, more and more majestic.

Lu Feng was not only under the weight of the terrifying aura of the desolation, the torture of the godhead, but also a kind of cultivation, a test, and the divine thoughts left by countless ancient beings here seemed to recognize him.

"Ahh

With a long roar, Lu Feng's face was hideous, his eyes were red, and his body suddenly spewed out a large piece of blood mist, and with all his strength, he connected two steps and stood firmly in front of the altar!

At this moment, all the pressure disappeared, all the sounds stopped, and everything was silent, as if time and space were still!