Zhuo Anyang took a step and walked towards the top of the bluestone staircase. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as he can reach the top of the mountain, he might be able to drink some soup.

In case he gets a good thing, he believes that those people from the big sect disdain to rob it, and they will give him some benefits, so that they will ask for things to pass, which may be an opportunity for him.

Among the people who came this time, he heard that there were people from the Dan Dao Sect, and he had already heard that in this big sect, there was a magical holy pill that could be eaten and immediately advanced.

Even if the rumors are a little wrong, I'm afraid it is a rare elixir that can help people condense the holy fetus.

If he reaches the top of the mountain, he can get something that makes the Dan Dao Sect look good, maybe he can exchange it for that kind of holy pill, and he can hope to condense the holy fetus.

As for exposing the yellow wood gourd, he also didn't care, as long as he could condense the holy fetus, what would it matter if he sold the yellow wood gourd to those holy fetus realm figures.

With the assistance of the Yellow Wood Gourd, his climbing speed became faster and faster, and he soon surpassed some of the Xuanzhu Realm cultivators of the Great Gate Sect.

Seeing that those monks of the same rank of the Great Gate Sect flashed their expressions of surprise and surprise one by one when they saw him quickly surpass them, he felt very happy in his heart.

Usually, the disciples of these sects would not take him as a loose cultivator in their eyes, but now they rarely look at him with a look of surprise.

When Zhuo Anyang climbed to the five hundred steps, he had already surpassed all the Xuanzhu Realm monks on the ladder.

The existences in front of him, of course, were all Holy Fetal Realm existences, and there were as many as twenty-three people in total.

At the six-hundredth level, he surpassed five Holy Fetal Realm existences.

However, there are five Holy Fetus Realm existences, and four of them are all small and medium-sized sects, and even loose cultivators like him, it seems that their strength is relatively weak in the Holy Fetus Realm existence.

But being surpassed by one of his Xuanzhu Realm monks, it was obvious that the five Holy Fetal Realms existed, and they all had some light on Zhuo Anyang.

"Hey, this junior is good, and he can run to the seniors I am waiting for. An old man with crane hair glanced at Zhuo Anyang and said lightly.

"We're old, and we're still young. Another man in a navy green robe said, his tone was also very indifferent.

"This junior should have a strange treasure, which can just weaken the forbidden air here. The crane-haired old man's body flickered, and he climbed up unhurriedly, and at the same time talked to the man in the navy green robe not far away.

"Anyway, we can't compete, it's not strange that the Daoists sent by the gate in front of us are surpassed by juniors with strange treasures, as long as we can catch up and drink some soup. The man in the navy green robe glanced at it, and in the faint clouds and mist above, several Holy Fetal Realm cultivators who were about to reach the top shook his head and said.

"Pavilion Master Lin, do you say that this giant mountain is a powerful senior, specially used for the training of future generations?" The glow on the crane-haired old man's body was a little stronger.

"Zuo Daoyou, for the future generations to practice, this can really be said. Could it be that the power here, among the disciples of the next generation, is there a lot of us waiting for this?" The man in the navy green robe also weighed a little heavier under his feet.

"I look like it, but it's too old, and the name of the sect has been lost in the long river of time. This huge mountain is such a big hand, and that powerful cultivation is probably unimaginable to us. The crane-haired old man sighed.

"No matter how powerful it is, it is still no match for the passage of time, I am afraid that it will fall long ago, and this place is still deserted, and it is not for us to break in. The man in the navy green robe said disappreciatively.

"The Lord of the Lin Pavilion is right, I only hope that the great power will leave all the treasures in front of him on the top of this mountain. The crane-haired old man's eyes flashed with expectation.

"If this is the case, I am afraid that our group will not be so harmonious, and I am afraid that when the time comes, there will be a river of blood and a fight. The man in the navy robe said.

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Zhuo Anyang relied on the ability of the yellow wood gourd, and even surpassed the existence of many holy fetuses one after another.

Those who are small in strength can't help but flash killing intent towards him.

Some people even directly threatened him to hand over the strange treasure on his body.

Although most of the people were very calm, Zhuo Anyang was still nervous, he still looked down on the state of mind of some old monsters in the Holy Fetus Realm.

But since they have all been exposed, he naturally will not retreat, and not to mention the people of the five top sects, who hold their own identities, no one has shown any strange appearance to him.

Then he is safe here for the time being, because the people of the top sects are all abiding by the rules, and the people of the small sects will definitely not make a move in person.

As we approached the top of the mountain, the pressure grew.

Even with the assistance of the yellow wood gourd, Zhuo Anyang felt soreness all over his body, the bones of his whole body were overwhelmed, creaking, and seemed to be about to collapse at any time, and even the pseudo-primordial god in the ancestral aperture felt an invisible weight, as if it would re-split into three souls at any time.

At this time, Zhuo Anyang was still a hundred steps away from the top of the mountain, and there were only three Holy Fetal Realm old monsters left in front of him.

One of them was an old guy from the Lethe River Valley, who had cultivated all his body and reached the peak of the late stage of the Holy Fetus Realm.

If it weren't for the one who surpassed the Holy Fetus Realm in the valley, he would not have come out again this time if he was injured last time he went to the Middle Domain.

His whole body was dry, his face was black and mist, and his yin aura was thick, and the people within ten zhang of him felt a chill rushing to his face.

I'm afraid that there is still a powerful ghost blessing on his body, so he has done this, but he is only in front of Zhuo Anyang, ranking third.

The second place is a young female cultivator with a stunning appearance and a fairy. Dressed in a blue wave reflecting the red skirt, the green silk is scattered, and the Jiuquan Jade Dragon Sword is held.

The Nine Springs Jade Dragon Sword is the top existence among the magic weapons, and it is very famous because of the large number of imitation magic weapons and is sought after by countless low-level monks.

As far as Zhuo Anyang knew, the authentic product of the Jiuquan Jade Dragon Sword was in the hands of Quantong Sect, a famous genius monk, and it was rumored that this genius monk was not yet two hundred years old, so it was not surprising that he was the one in front of him.

Judging from the aura on the female cultivator's body, it is at least the mid-stage cultivation of the Holy Fetus Realm.

Zhuo Anyang felt a little bitter in his heart, he had cultivated for more than four hundred years, and he was still wandering in the Xuanzhu Realm.

But in less than two hundred years, others were already in the middle of the Holy Fetal Realm, and this gap made him sigh secretly.

Even on the bluestone ladder that he is good at, he is still better than others, and the other party's body is rippling with fresh water, and he can dissolve the pressure.

And the first place, now less than thirty steps from the top of the mountain.

The cultivation is also very high, and the Holy Fetus Realm exists in the late stage, but this person is burly.

He is tall and tall, wearing a short jacket and demon beast skin armor, revealing his outer arms, bronze skin, and strong muscles.

With a beard on his face, a pair of eyes shining brightly, and his whole body exudes a faint mountain momentum.

Every step on the bluestone staircase is extremely heavy, and the people behind can even feel that the bluestone staircase is trembling.

Of the three people in front, Zhuo Anyang no longer had any hope of surpassing.

But to be able to climb to the top of the mountain for the fourth, as long as there are treasures on it, he will definitely be able to take the lead, and after he gets it, he will sell it to those old monsters of the Holy Fetus Realm in the back of him, and he will reap the benefits of it somewhat.

Zhuo Anyang thought so, but there were seven or eight old monsters behind him, all of whom followed closely, and they didn't lag too far behind.

Gradually, the strong man who took the first place was no longer enough stone steps to reach the top.

Zhuo Anyang himself, with the help of the yellow wood gourd, also withstood the heavier and heavier pressure, and he was less than thirty steps away from reaching the top.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top, but at this moment, those Holy Fetal Realm old monsters behind him suddenly became as light as a swallow.

With a flicker, he overtook him and ran ahead of him.

At the same time, an old monster joked: "You junior, it seems that you don't have much longevity, and you still come here to work hard, it's really rare." ”

Before the ridiculous words fell, there were eight Holy Fetal Realm old monsters behind him who surpassed him.

Zhuo Anyang was depressed for a while, it turned out that these old guys were playing with him.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, so many old guys, and they were not monolithic, how could they join forces to play him a small Xuanzhu Realm cultivator.

After he sensed it slightly, he found that the forbidden air prohibition on the stairs was not there, and it was no wonder that those Holy Fetal Realm old monsters were able to easily overtake him and run to the front.

The feeling of success and failure made Zhuo Anyang very depressed, but he instantly suppressed the negative emotions in his heart, and also drove the yellow wood gourd to fly to the top of the mountain.

However, there are already more than a dozen Holy Fetal Realms that have gone up in front of him, and he is running up now, I am afraid that the good things will not be available to him.