Chapter 910

Tatum's face had already turned pale, and he kept saying the blessings of the ancestors and the forgiveness of the gods in his mouth submissively and tremblingly, feeling his body getting more and more burnt. His life, unexpectedly released a force to contend with the high temperature, and Tatum could barely bear it, but his heart was bleeding, he was forced to go to the holy mountain!

The Holy Mountain of Pirloni is already in sight, and there are hundreds of flying legions gathering behind them, but they dare not approach this side. They gather and watch hundreds of meters away, but Wang Zhong ignores them. They just rushed into the mountains.

At this time, what I feel is no longer just a heat wave, but a living flame. These flames are very strange. There is no burning thing, but they come out of the ground and burn on the bare ground, although I don’t feel anything. Special sacred blessings, but this ordinary flame temperature that lasts hundreds of degrees, the effect on the consumption of soul power is raised all at once. The soul sea that was not felt too much before releasing the phoenix wings infinitely for nine days, is now being consumed rapidly Even out the replenishment recovery speed, fortunately, it can barely maintain the balance between consumption and recovery.

Being in this sea of ​​fire, I can't see anything.

"Open!" Wang Zhong stretched out his palms and separated them to the two sides. The airflow formed by the soul power opened the way, forcibly separating the surging sea of ​​flames, and opened a way.

I thought there was nothing in such a mountain full of flames, but I didn't expect that after parting the sea of ​​flames, what appeared in front of me was a very magnificent and huge white jade staircase. A mysterious and huge energy gathers at the end of the stairs, which is obviously the true face of the holy mountain.

superior!

Wang Zhong took a big step forward, the golden figure swept across the air, and flew straight, but just after taking the first step, his body fell rapidly, his feet stepped on the steps directly, and he couldn't fly! This ladder is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, which is interfering with the creature's control of the flight balance. The gravity is so great that any method of flying will directly fail.

He could only rely on walking, Wang Zhong felt a little miraculous, and he kept stepping. The mysterious energy on the white jade steps only prevented the flight, but did not prevent others.

The soul power is circulating in the body, protecting the surrounding sea of ​​fire from the high temperature, and at the same time maintaining the soul power circuit effect of Feiying's light and domineering body, allowing him to walk like flying, but every time he crosses a step, he feels that his body becomes weaker. It was a little heavier, and when it reached more than a hundred steps, it seemed that the body was bearing at least thirty times the gravity, and this value was still increasing, but the end of the stairs above the head was still far away.

"Can't go up, can't go up again, we're all going to die!" Tatum was about to go crazy, the white jade ladder, it had heard that its owner Sauron, as a powerful Dharma saint, had followed the royal family here to worship the heavens, this The owner has also walked the white jade staircase. It is said that unless one has reached the level of a sword master and a law sage, and is one of the best among them, few people will be able to complete this white jade staircase, and they will definitely be crushed to death. on the way.

"Shut up!" Wang Zhong yelled, he didn't have the time to listen to Tatum's nagging.

Tatum wasn't obedient this time, because the holy mountain was too terrifying and too fearful in its impression.

"Dear human lord, Tatum is telling the truth! If we go further up, we will all die! Why don't we take advantage of the cover of the current sea of ​​flames, let's change direction and fight from the other side of the holy mountain, anyway, they can't catch up with you I beg you, Tatum, I can't go up anymore..." Tatum cried and screamed, unable to stop at all, it already felt that its body was about to be crushed by the coercion on the white jade ladder.

"Old Wang, this guy is too cumbersome, anyway, it doesn't want to go up, and it's still nagging, let's throw it down!" Simba said viciously.

Tatum became alert for an instant, realized a more serious problem, and immediately shut up.

Drop yourself here? What an international joke, without the protection of this human being, the surrounding sea of ​​​​flames would roast him in an instant!

Tatum didn't dare to yell anymore, for fear of being left behind. This human being obviously wouldn't listen to persuasion. Although the future of following him was slim, it was still a little bit better than dying right now.

Simba is definitely Tatum's nemesis, and Wang Zhong felt that his ears were quiet in an instant.

In fact, when he felt the strangeness of the white jade staircase, he also thought for a moment to use the cover of the sea of ​​fire to go around from the other side of the holy mountain, but at this time he could feel that a sword master and a holy figure had come to the foot of the mountain Well, those big swordsmen and great arcanes can't get close to the holy mountain of Perloni, but these swordsmen and magic saints can't. They seem to plan to catch up along this white jade ladder. If they go back, they will hit the muzzle of the gun. However, he wanted to escape from both sides of the white jade ladder, but was firmly locked by a mysterious energy on the white jade ladder, and couldn't jump out at all.

There is no way out at all, Wang Zhong put his heart on the line and just went up.

The gravity is constantly increasing. For Wang Zhong's current physical fitness and soul power, dozens of times the gravity can only slow down his speed, which is not a huge difficulty, but when he reaches about 300 At the next level, the difficulty escalated again. What has been added this time is not just gravity, but a bondage from the soul.

It's like a big hand stretched out from the invisible, tightly grabbing your soul, grabbing your heart, pinching 'them' tightly, shrinking and squeezing a little bit...

Breathing began to become more and more difficult, and walking began to become more and more faltering.

Through the clown mask, Wang Zhong could see that the traces of coercion became heavier as he went up, but at this moment, he could already faintly see a clue hidden at the top of the white jade ladder. The energy that brought him a mysterious feeling emanated With a faint light, even if it is covered in a sea of ​​fire, it can still transmit that holy light.

Wow!

There was a clattering sound behind him, and Wang Zhong turned his head, only to see a Misobudabi soldier wearing a golden battle robe with a long sword on his back, stepping up from the bottom of the ladder, parting from the flames.

He is a sword master, and just by looking at it, he feels stronger than the Anlisi he faced last time. The golden light on his body is restrained, and the sword master's aura is condensed without any overflow. On the white jade stairs filled with the pressure of the sea of ​​fire, he walked obviously easier and more freely than himself, but his speed didn't feel as fast as his own, even slower than his own.

It's obviously stronger than me, but slower than me. It's a strange feeling. This piece of white jade ladder seems to have spirituality and can make judgments. Maybe the other party is a sword master and a law saint. They need to bear greater pressure and gravity than themselves.

Wang Zhong didn't talk to him anymore, he was still far away, and he felt that his speed was faster, as long as he didn't stop, he would only distance himself from him, and he would definitely not be able to catch up for a while. my own.

He continued to move his feet. He used to be able to step up two or three ladders in one step, but now it is no longer possible. He can take one step in one step, and the frequency of walking has also begun to drop significantly. The coercion he was under at this time was okay. After all, he had the clown mask, so he could feel the heaviness of the coercion, but it couldn't directly affect it. However, the pressure from his body's gravity and soul had already made Wang Zhong feel strenuous, especially when he had to divide the pressure. To protect Tatum, the consumption of soul power is rapidly increasing. From the beginning of "balance of income and expenditure", it has become unable to make ends meet.

There is no problem with the body's endurance, the key lies in the continuation of consumption and the utilization of deified cells.

One's own power comes from every cell in the body. If calculated to the extreme, this kind of power is truly inexhaustible. However, the current Wang Zhong can't be regarded as completely mastering the deified cells. He can only say that he has, wants to Further mastery must be tempered, and this white jade ladder seems to be squeezing out this power.

Wang Zhong continued to take steps, which were only subconscious movements, and his thinking was completely immersed in the feeling and adjustment of the deified cells. Although he didn't know why this holy mountain existed, he was basically sure of one thing. It is fatal, but for the strong, this is actually a precious process of cutting the tendons and washing the marrow, especially for Wang Zhong who has just completed the deification of cells, it is really an opportunity that cannot be met.

Wang Zhong has been completely immersed in it, the feeling of this state is really great.

If the previously superimposed soul power circuit was just a warm-up exercise for the development and adaptation of the body after upgrading, then now the process of controlling and using the power of each cell is a complete and detailed extreme exercise.

The runes on his body were constantly flickering. Although the gravity and soul pressure increased with each step, Wang Zhong kept approaching the top of the white jade ladder at a consistent speed.

Kilometers, 500 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters...

Hu's last 100 meters, the difficulty rose sharply again. Wang Zhong had already tried his best to adjust his deified cells. The body that suddenly became stronger was not suitable for various reasons, but now it seems to have been tempered by the long ladder. He has tempered all kinds of impurities like forged steel, and he feels that he has reached the best state. The super gravity around him is okay, and his body can resist it, but the increasingly stronger soul restraint is overwhelming him. Come on, I feel that my heart is being squeezed tighter and tighter, and I am struggling so hard that it is about to burst.

Now every step has become extremely difficult, big beads of sweat are constantly coming out on his forehead, Wang Zhong has even forgotten the sword master who is chasing up behind him, all his energy and mind are under this huge pressure Filled up, he had to fight with all his strength. Moreover, he began to feel the pressure of coercion. Even wearing a clown mask has become like a drop in the bucket. The horror of that coercion is too unimaginable.

Wang Zhong could feel a familiar aura from it, a bit like the Flame Supreme he met in the fifth dimension back then, but the coercive temperament was different. In terms of strength, the living Flame Supreme was more terrifying, but the power here Pressure is not strength, but grade. To what extent can a living body leave such a place after death?