Chapter 2708 All-Round Suppression

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "It turns out that Zixin and the others have arrived long ago."

Nandou Xing Jundao: Let's go too, there must be something good in this altar. "

As soon as Yang Qingxuan thought about it, Nandou Xingjun flew straight away, and he also hurriedly followed.

In fact, there is no need to think too much, Zixin and Honglin are climbing desperately, there must be something good up there.

Immediately, several rays of light shot away.

All warriors and monsters who rushed down from the two elements of wind and water seemed to understand the meaning and importance of this altar, and rushed over in a swarm.

Under the altar, stood Lu Ming and Shi Yang. They, Hei Mao, and Hong Lin had already broken through the chess game of earth, water, fire, and wind, and found the entrance directly to enter the interior. They were afraid of something wrong with the altar, so they dared not go up. .

Seeing this at the moment, there is no hesitation anymore, and he just took a step and walked up.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan stepped onto the altar, he immediately felt a huge pressure, like gravity, the bones of his whole body were crushed, it was difficult to breathe, and his face turned pale immediately.

There was also a martial artist who was seriously injured. The moment he stepped on the steps, he screamed "Ah", his body collapsed, and he exploded into a paralyzed flesh and blood, which was sprinkled on the steps of the altar.

"Hey!"

This made everyone's enthusiasm subside in an instant, and those who had just stepped on the steps with one foot all backed away in fright, becoming calm and vigilant.

Yang Qingxuan stepped on the second step, his face slowly turned from pale to rosy, the blood in his body was still surging, the pressure on his body gradually eased, and finally disappeared slowly.

"All-round suppression!"

Nandou Xingjun walked up the four steps, his face became extremely ugly, he recovered after a while, let out a heavy breath, his eyes were full of surprise.

The two looked at each other, and Nan Dou Xingjun said: "I don't know who built this altar, but it is so terrifying. There must be a terrible existence on it, otherwise there is no reason for this all-round suppression."

Yang Qingxuan looked at Zixin and the others in front of him. He had already walked halfway, but he didn't move for a long time, and he was engrossed on the steps, as if he was indifferent to everyone's arrival.

He breathed a sigh of relief and took another step up.

"Boom!"

That coercive pressure descended again, slamming into the body, just as Nandou Xingjun said, it was crushing in all aspects, directly arousing the body and spirit.

Not only that, even the seven stars in the star ring, as well as Fu Ji and Fang Yu, all suffered unimaginable shocks, each of them vomited blood, full of shock.

Under this terrible shock, Fang Yu's sanity began to recover little by little.

Yang Qingxuan said: "This impact is consistent with the strength of everyone's cultivation base. Although it is extremely terrifying, it is still an excellent opportunity for experience. If anyone can't bear it, just say a word, and I will throw him out."

Qi XingXiu, Fu Ji, and Fang Yu all looked determined, and no one said a word.

Everyone is a proud and determined person. Since the attack is directly related to the cultivation base, there is no reason why others can bear it, but oneself cannot bear it.

Seeing that no one said anything, Yang Qingxuan praised: "Not bad."

So he lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.

He found that Nandou Xingjun's pace was almost the same as his own, and he always kept two steps higher. After walking more than ten steps, a shock came down. Nandou Xingjun roared and turned into a black bear. Hit his body, very uncomfortable.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he still looks like a gentle middle-aged man, standing on the steps with a blank expression.

The further you go to the back, each step is almost a world of its own, and the pain, patience, and suffering you experience inside are all invisible to outsiders.

Only then did Yang Qingxuan understand why Zixin and the others were all expressionless, as if they knew nothing about foreign affairs.

When walking for nearly a third of the time, a large number of warriors and monsters were sent flying out, each of them vomited blood, fell seriously injured, fell to the distance, and got up unwillingly, eyes full of grief and anger.

Some continued to muster up courage, adjusted their breath a little, and continued to move forward.

More are sitting cross-legged on the ground, having lost the courage to move on.

"Wow! Pfft!—"

After Yang Qingxuan took another step, Fu Ji, Fang Yu, Du Ruo, Hua Jieyu, Tuchou and other star rings couldn't bear it any longer, their bodies seemed to burst, countless blood vessels burst, and blood spurted out out.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and directly used the power of the contract to throw a few people out, throwing them far away on the ground.

Several people hurriedly sat down cross-legged to recuperate their internal injuries.

After walking a few more steps, Zi Yuan, Chi Heng, Kong Ling and Nuo Xi were also thrown out one after another.

The soul light on Yang Qingxuan's body began to flicker. Under these shocks, even the second soul was directly implicated, being shaken out of the body from time to time, and then returning to the body.

"A group of grasshoppers came unexpectedly."

Suddenly, Honglin's icy voice sounded, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned and looked around in unison.

At the moment, there were only twenty people left on the altar.

Zixin, Zixia, Ziri, Feng Piaoling, Master of the Deep, Junqian, Yang Qingxuan, Nandou Xingjun, Luming, Shiyang, Heiyuan, Lianke, Jinsi, Elephant Trunk Man, six undead men , two humanoid black bats, a goat monster with golden curly hair, a fat monster covered with dragon scales, Hong Lin and a black cat.

Below the altar, hundreds of people were sitting cross-legged densely, all of them were warriors and monsters who had been shaken down, were seriously injured, and were recuperating.

The two factions no longer have the relationship between the enemy and us, and they all get along peacefully and harmoniously, and there is no conflict.

"You must be very strange, what is on this altar?"

The corners of Honglin's mouth raised, showing a strange smile, which was sarcasm, but also seemed to be self-deprecating.

"You don't need to whet our appetites, just say what you like, anyway, you'll be able to go up soon, and you'll know when you see it."

Zi Xin said coldly, staring at Hong Lin extremely unkindly.

After all, at the Wulingyuan auction back then, the two had fought against each other. Although the Honglin who fought was not the current Honglin, Zixin was also the one who fought against Zixia.

"Go up? Haha, are you lying to me, or yourself? Purple-haired girl."

Honglin sneered and said, "The suppression at this altar is all-round suppression. There are only two kinds of people who can reach the top. They either have the pure blood of the gods, or they have the talent or strength to comprehend the Dao."

Zi Xin said: "Oh? Then I have more confidence. I have both of these."

Hong Lin sneered: "Just you? In the world today, Hong Xiao and I are the only ones who can enter my eyes and be called the pure blood of the God Race."

Yang Qingxuan and others all changed their faces.

Especially the people of the protoss here, such as Lu Ming and Hei Yuan, they are already the top figures of the protoss, but they don't recognize these people in front of them at all.

But their minds were sharp, and they immediately understood that these people were all from the outer universe, and they were even more stunned.