Four hundred and ninety-eight, four hundred and ninety-nine, five hundred, and finally reached the fifth hundredth step. The fairy flute cat bent down, and her legs accelerated suddenly. Yuan Tian also raised the speed, still one step at a time, but the pace became faster.

This guy Yuan Tian is too bad, and he deliberately maintains the same speed as the fairy flute, making him think that he has a chance to win.

The ruthless young fairy flute gritted his teeth and ran desperately up, developing his body's potential to the limit. His body glowed with a faint golden light, and the spiritual pressure on the ladder was weakened by this golden light, but at the same time, the golden light was also consumed by the spiritual pressure.

Yuan Tian pretended to be working hard, gritting his teeth and glaring, his arms swinging back and forth vigorously. In fact, the spiritual pressure on the ladder has no effect on him at all, and it is a positive impact to say that it has an impact. Reversing Xiao Zhoutian's luck method, just let the spiritual pressure enter his body along the Baihui acupoint, turning into streams of pure spiritual power, which were stored in two dantians.

When he reached the eight hundred and ten steps, the golden light on the fairy flute's body began to gradually weaken, because the spiritual pressure of the heavenly ladder became heavier and heavier. This cold young man has a spirit of never admitting defeat, his tense face is covered with sweat at the moment, but there is no relaxation under his feet.

Seeing that the young fairy flute was working so hard, Yuan Tian couldn't be too lazy, and his legs were slightly faster.

The fairy flute was originally gritting his teeth and insisting, but at this moment, when he saw that Yuantian's speed had increased again, his anxious eyes were about to pop out.

"Hi...", the young fairy flute roared angrily, the golden light on his body was magnificent, and his speed increased sharply. Surpassing the source heaven again, he ran towards the end of the ladder.

This little hairy boy really has some ability, Yuan Tian smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly, and also increased his speed, and chased after him again.

At this time, it was already more than 900 floors, and it was not far from the end. When Yuan Tian chased after Xiandi, he didn't forget to say hello to him: "Little brother, come on, brother is waiting for you at the finish line." ”

After saying that, he ran away, and this time he didn't deliberately wait for the fairy flute, and it would be a shame if he lost.

The ruthless young fairy flute is very competitive, how can he tolerate an ordinary outer disciple to be better than himself. The golden light on his body is sheng, and he changes to running and jumping. After crossing three steps at a time, he caught up with Gentian after a few vertical jumps.

As long as you can jump, the rib source also changed his legs to jump with his legs slightly flexed, and he can jump four steps at once. Long legs have this advantage, and children can't envy them.

"Haha......", Yuan Tian reached the end first, standing on the platform and laughing loudly.

"The inner door is heavy and there must be no noise!"

A majestic voice came out of thin air, and the frightened Yuan Tian quickly shut up. Then the white light flashed, and a middle-aged man appeared on the platform, and his palm turned into a golden bell.

"Meditate with a breath, and sink into the dantian. ”

The Great Elder's words were obviously said to the Immortal Flute who had just arrived at the platform, because his aura was disrupted at the moment, and he was in danger of going berserk at any time.

In order to win over Yuantian just now, the young fairy flute forcibly urged the golden sword spiritual power in his body twice. Trying to use the advantage of his six metallic spiritual roots to defeat this thin man from the outside door.

When he was in a young grade, he didn't think that the source of pork ribs was not just as simple as a thin man. Xiao Zhoutian's operation method originally ignored the spiritual pressure on the heavenly ladder, coupled with the cultivation of the ninth layer of the quenching body. Don't look at the source of thinness, what is hidden in the bones is full of strength.

The Admiralty quickly grew larger, covering the fairy flute that was meditating on the spot. The golden spiritual power in his body, which had begun to get out of control, was gradually suppressed.

"Bold Yuantian, dare to conspire and calculate the inner disciples. Why don't you go to the Law Enforcement Hall and wait for the Law Enforcement Elders. ”

The Great Elder was furious, and he hated to kill Yuan Tian on the spot. The Immortal Flute is a rare disciple of the six metallic spiritual roots in the sect, and it is a baby bump for the Sword Cultivation Sect, where can I bear to let him suffer a little damage.

"It was the law enforcement elder who asked him to come, Lao Zhao, why are you in a hurry. ”

An even more terrifying sound came, like two dry bones rubbing against each other, and this sound reminded people of terrible words such as death and hell. It was not someone else, it was Zhong Kui, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, that is, the fourth elder who had just passed the order to Yuantian.

Zhong Kui shot out a scarlet light as he spoke, and this light hit the fairy flute directly through the golden bell. The young fairy flute's body, which had just stabilized, couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

"You ......", the Great Elder looked at Zhong Kui meaningfully.

"Lao Zhao, you are too accustomed to these little geniuses, and the flowers in the greenhouse can't withstand the wind and frost. Such a little tender grass, going to the secret realm of trials is a dead end. ”

Zhong Kui didn't give face to the Great Elder Zhao Kangming at all, and pointed out the Achilles heel of the young immortal flute for a while.

Receiving the influence of that scarlet pillar of light, the golden light on the fairy flute's body flourished again, and then slowly converged in the body. Seeing this scene, Zhao Kangming stretched out his hand to retrieve the golden bell that had been covering the fairy flute before.

"Thank you for the two elders. ”

Immortal Di stood up and gave the two elders a rudeness, this time he broke through to the middle of the ninth layer of qi cultivation in one breath because of the blessing of misfortune. Just now, it was thanks to the Great Elder who controlled the spiritual power in his body that ran rampant for him, and then the Fourth Elder helped him at a critical time, which allowed him to break through smoothly.

"I heard the words of the four elders just now, and I have to hone my heart more in the future. You go first, go back and stabilize the realm. ”

The Great Elder sent the Immortal Flute to go first, and then turned his face to look at Yuan Tian, it seemed that he was still angry about the behavior of this thin man.

"The disciple has something to offer, which may be helpful to the sect. ”

How smart is the brain of the rib source, and when he saw that things were not good, he quickly took out the paper cannon and used it to divert the attention of the Great Elder.

As soon as the paper cannon came out, Zhao Kangming and Zhong Kui were taken aback, this thing looked very similar to the spirit cannon, but it was much smaller in size.

"Show me. The four elders snatched the paper cannon away, and entered the spiritual power to test it slightly. First startled, then grinned.

"Ha Luha! Lao Zhao came to try, but he had to take it easy. ”

The Fourth Elder handed the paper cannon to the Grand Elder, and then looked gloating.

After Zhao Kangming took the paper cannon, he also poured spiritual power into the temptation first, but he didn't expect this trial to cause trouble.

"Boom!", the paper cannon blasted out at the inner gate.

"Oops!", Great Elder Zhao Kangming reacted, flicking his sleeves and wanting to cast a spell.

A golden figure was faster than him, and in a flash, it blocked in front of the purple fire flower. The big golden hand caught the purple flower, and then clenched his fist violently.

"Boom...", it was as if someone had fired a cannon in a confined space, and the sound of the explosion was muffled.

This golden figure is the golden armor guard in the Tianyuan Sword Sect who is even more mysterious than the head of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, He Aotian.