Her muttering was obviously clearly heard by the man shrouded in chaos beside her, and he glanced at Qian Duoduo with complicated eyes, and finally turned into a deep sigh in his heart.

The wind was clear and sticking to the wall like a gecko, and when he looked back at the people who were left behind, he saw that from time to time someone let go and fell from the cliff.

But after falling, his body was twisted into ashes by the fierce sword qi in the void before it touched the ground, and when he saw this, his pupils shrank, and he secretly said a path to death.

Looking up, there were more than 100 mid-foundation building monks who originally came out of the sea selection battlefield, and only about 50 were climbing upwards, and those monks in the early stage of foundation building could only be reduced to cannon fodder.

After Feng Qingyang killed two thousand disciples of the early stage of the foundation building sect in one fell swoop, causing their number to drop sharply, but more than half of them still came to break through without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

From time to time, there were screams from below, but the screams stopped abruptly in an instant, his amorous eyes were covered in sweat and hair, and he was a little worried, he couldn't understand why such a family recruitment competition was held, was it really related to the opening of the secret realm? Or did it take so many human lives to open the secret realm?

With a shake of his head, the 'Copper Skin and Iron Bone' cast a part, and the soles of his arms and feet gushed out like barbs, making him appear more stable on the cliff.

Brush Brush Brush!

Withstanding the pressure from above, he climbed up step by step, this is simply another way to the sky, fortunately, Feng Qingyang has tried his best to do similar things, so his body can bear much more than everyone else.

In addition, his zombie body is already stiff and thick, which is beyond the reach of others, which is why he is a few days late tomorrow, but he has already caught up in a short period of time.

"Red Devils...... Come up quickly, the Sprinkle family is waiting for you here......"

In the distance, there was a loud roar from the void, the sound of which was like thunder, which blew up his ears, and a smile rose on Feng Qingyang's face, and he knew who it was just by listening to his voice.

raised his head and carefully identified the dozens of people above, and immediately found the person who spoke, only to see Lu Zhishen grasping on a strange rock and panting heavily, and as he exhaled in one breath, it suddenly turned into white smoke and lingered around for a long time.

The wind is clear and amazing, and the secret path is a wonderful place, but Lu Zhishen is at least five hundred meters away from him, if he goes up in an instant, it is absolutely impossible.

After climbing for a while, Feng Qingyang can be regarded as observing a little rule, every ten meters of this cliff rises, the pressure doubles itself, and so on, looking at Lu Zhishen above, there is at least fifty times the pressure of the current place.

"They don't have a system like mine, what the hell are they going to do?" Feng Qingyang wondered in his heart, but in the end, he speculated that the other party must have many unique secrets of his own.

Looking at Lu Xun, he was almost a thousand meters away from the wind at this moment. He left the Heavenly Demon Prince and the people in the middle stage of foundation building behind him far behind, and they were also parked in one place to rest at this moment.

Feng Qingyang's eyesight was already extremely powerful at night, and he saw that Lu Xun's face was not red, and not even a trace of sweat appeared, and then he saw that he was breathing evenly, and his chest was undulating, I was afraid that he could easily climb to such a high height.

And the prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect behind him, Wu Zili, was a hundred meters lower than him, and a trace of fine sweat had faintly appeared on the forehead of the Heavenly Demon Prince, and the pressure above was too great to imagine.

"It's really a strange person...... "sighed alone for a while, and once again activated his mana and quickly climbed towards the upper defense.

"Nine meters...... Five-meter ...... One meter ...... Boom!" There was a roar in his ears, and he suddenly knew that the pressure had doubled again.

In fact, this pressure is nothing to him, but if he goes up unstoppable, it will make his body uncomfortable, and he will fall out of his body, so he can only take it slowly, at the fastest speed of steady dìng, and stop to rest every ten meters of rise, first let his body adapt to the pressure of the high altitude.

"Red Devils...... Hurry up, the Sprinkle family is impatient. Lu Zhishen's urn sound came from above again.

Feng Qingyang smiled: "It's okay to wait for a long time, it's better to look at the scenery from above......"

I saw Lu Zhishen pouting, stretched out a hand and grabbed his bare head, and said, "What scenery do you see?

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang suddenly said helplessly: "This is a bad scenery." As he spoke, he looked back and looked down, and sure enough, in the short moment they spoke, two more early foundation building monks couldn't withstand the pressure and fell down one after another, and finally were crushed by the void sword qi and scattered to ashes!

"The road to recruitment, the road to death!" Feng Qingyang whispered, and suddenly exerted force in his hand to continue upward.

The higher you go, the more strange things happen, not only the pressure around your body increases, but even the strange stones in your hands change slightly.

The original black-brown strange stone gradually faded, although the wind was clear and could not see the top cliff strange stone, but based on its feeling, it was guessed that the strange stone above must have been silver.

He didn't know why he guessed so, but he naturally thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered that when he was deceived by the mysterious old man to go to the 'Tianzi No. 8', that wonderful section of Shaohua Road and the ladder to the sky, that was also a road, but one part was about the years, and the other was about the physique.

And this climbing Tiandu Peak is a physical walk, a strong body, strong mana, you can climb further......

The cultivators of the cultivation realm took the same path of refining qi and exhaling, but they did not attach much importance to themselves, which doomed most people to failure on Tiandu Peak.

Moreover, once you reach the Tiandu Peak, you can only advance and not retreat, take a step back, the air will flow backwards, and the sword qi of the void will come and surround it one after another, and if you are strong, you may be able to survive it, but if you are not inferior, there is only a dead end.

"There is pressure to be motivated!" Feng Qingyang has never been a person who will bow his head to difficulties, growing up in adversity, the physical pressure and the pressure in the heart are a little insignificant.

The curse of the zombie clan has plagued generations, this is the pressure, Feng Qingyang has never been vented, and climbing Tiandu Peak at this moment is to release the pressure in his heart.

Suddenly, an inexplicable aura appeared on his body, and Feng Qingyang couldn't help but let out a loud roar, who knows, under his roar, he actually directly led the two contestants below him to fall.

"Is it a sin to roar?" he laughed helplessly.

"The Red Devils... You're directly asking for someone else's life with this voice!" Lu Zhishen still stayed on the cliff a hundred meters above him, and a hint of banter appeared in his eyes.

"Haha...... Brother Lu is a joke!"