Chapter 840 Rooftop

In Tianhuang City, heroes gather and the storm is about to rise.

There are only two days left before the martial arts competition to recruit a bride. Time is getting tighter and tighter, and more and more geniuses are coming to Tianhuang City, all of whom are very powerful.

Overnight, in the center of Tianhuang City, a high platform rose from the ground, thousands of feet high, with ninety-nine steps from bottom to top, as if connecting heaven and earth, with brilliant light flowing on it, magnificent and magnificent.

Looking up from below, it seems as if you are looking at the vastness of the sky, unable to see the end.

There is no doubt that this platform was built by Ximen Guyan.

In front of the platform, many people gathered there, with amazed eyes.

The Qin Demon Ximen Guyan has always been famous for his Qin skills, but few people know that he is also good at casting and formation.

Just from this rooftop, it is enough to see how terrible Ximen Guyan's strength is. He was so magnificent back then, and now he will only be stronger.

"Yu Qianqiu is here."

A voice sounded in the crowd, and a road was cleared in one direction of the crowd. A line of figures walked out of it, all of them had outstanding temperaments, and the leader was even more graceful, wearing a gorgeous robe, shining brightly.

This person, Yu Qianqiu, the Holy Son of Yuhua Palace, was half a step into the realm of Yuanhuang.

Yu Qianqiu was as his name suggested, with a face like a crown of jade, extremely handsome, very handsome, and a well-proportioned figure. He was a rare handsome man.

When they saw Yu Qianqiu coming, many people's eyes fell on him, and their eyes were surprised. Is this Yu Qianqiu? It was indeed extraordinary.

"Holy Son, this is the terrace." A figure beside Yu Qianqiu whispered.

Yu Qianqiu turned his eyes and looked at the ten-thousand-foot terrace. His eyes were shining with a sharp edge, and he stepped forward and walked towards the terrace.

"What is he going to do?" Many people looked at Yu Qianqiu's figure in confusion.

Yu Qianqiu came to the bottom of the ninety-nine-story ladder and looked up. Suddenly, a terrible mood was brewing in his mind. The clouds and mist blocked his sight, so that he could not see the end.

"Why was this terrace built?" Yu Qianqiu looked at the crowd and suddenly asked.

"Yesterday, Ximen Guyan built the terrace here to attract all the Tianjiao to come. Two days later, all the Tianjiao can go on the stage together. Only those who go on the high platform are eligible to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride." Someone who knew the situation explained.

Yu Qianqiu's eyes flashed with a trace of pride, and he said: "Why two days later? Since I am here, I will naturally go on the terrace today."

The crowd was shocked, and they all heard the pride in Yu Qianqiu's voice, the pride flowing in his bones.

It seemed that as long as he came, the terrace would be like nothing, and he could go up at will.

Crazy?

Not crazy, he is the Holy Son of Yuhua Palace, and he has the capital to say this.

Then everyone saw Yu Qianqiu lift his feet and walk towards the first step of the rooftop. Even when he was walking, his temperament was still outstanding and moving.

When his feet landed on the stairs, Yu Qianqiu felt a terrifying pressure falling on him. A huge ancient bell appeared in the void, and a dull bell sounded, as if mixed with the power of the avenue, which shook his soul and made his face pale.

The power in this rooftop was beyond his imagination. It was so powerful with just the first step.

However, he had just said it, so how could he retreat? He could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.

The crowd looked at Yu Qianqiu who stopped at the first step and stopped moving forward, and couldn't help showing a trace of doubt. Why didn't he continue to climb?

Then, Yu Qianqiu's spiritual power was agitated, and a strong breath burst out. The dragon roar sounded, and a jade dragon condensed and was born, entwined around his body.

He lifted his feet and stepped towards the second step.

"Boom!"

Another ancient bell sounded, Yu Qianqiu's head shook violently, a sweet feeling surged into his throat, his eyes were filled with madness, why is this rooftop so strong!

He felt that he had reached his limit. If he went forward, he would probably be seriously injured, and the official competition would be held in two days, which would not be worth the loss.

"This..." Yu Qianqiu paused again, standing motionless on the second step, his face constantly changing, not knowing how to choose.

Continuing forward would only be asking for trouble, but if he left at this time, he would definitely lose face and be ridiculed.

"Yu Qianqiu seems to be a little bit wrong." A voice suddenly came out from the crowd.

"I guess he overestimated his strength. Ximen Guyan said that he could only climb the rooftop in two days. If he goes up now, isn't it asking for trouble?" Someone said jokingly.

"How dare you, my son, do what you want!" An angry shout sounded, and the strong men of Yuhua Palace looked at the man with extremely cold expressions.

Being threatened like this, the person who spoke changed his expression obviously, but he still said unconvincedly: "Everyone is here to witness it. We will know if it is as I said later."

Suddenly, a strong man from Yuhua Palace showed murderous intent in his eyes and said coldly: "If you are wrong, I will not let you leave Tianhuang City even half a step!"

What a strong word, the murderous intent is not concealed.

Disrespecting the Son of God is enough to sentence him to death. If this is not Tianhuang City, I am afraid they would have taken action long ago and would not have waited any longer.

While everyone was arguing, Yu Qianqiu climbed up a few more steps, but his speed was slower and slower, and he was gradually tired. When he stood on the seventh step, his body was bent like a bow, as if he was under great pressure.

The crowd looked at the bent figure on the stairs, their eyes were shocked. Even someone as strong as Yu Naihe had such a hard time, could anyone really climb up to this rooftop?

After a long pause, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Yu Qianqiu's eyes, and he wanted to continue to climb up.

"Go back, I said you can only go up to the stage in two days. You can't climb up this rooftop."

At this time, a vague voice seemed to come from the sky and appeared directly in Yu Qianqiu's mind. Yu Qianqiu quickly guessed that it was Ximen Guyan's voice, and his face changed again, feeling a little ashamed.

Ximen Guyan, actually has been paying attention to this place.

All his previous performances were obviously under Ximen Guyan's gaze, without reservation.

"Since the senior has set up this rooftop and asked us to come to compete, why do you embarrass us so much? Isn't it contradictory?" Yu Qianqiu asked in his heart, with a hint of questioning in his tone.

He knew that Ximen Guyan could hear what he said.

"I never thought of making things difficult for you, but you didn't listen to me and went on stage without permission, so you are asking for trouble." A faint voice came.

After these words fell, Yu Qianqiu's face froze. Indeed, it was because he didn't listen to others' advice and underestimated the power of the rooftop. Now he is in a dilemma and in an awkward situation.

"I have said this. If you don't listen to me, don't blame you for not having a chance to compete this time." Ximen Guyan's voice sounded again.

"Senior!" Yu Qianqiu wanted to say something, but his mind was silent. Obviously, Ximen Guyan didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

After thinking for a long time, Yu Qianqiu's eyes flashed with a sharp color, as if he had made some kind of decision. Going down at this time did not mean that he was not capable. As long as he defeated the heroes in the subsequent competitions, he could still save his face.

He never had the slightest doubt about his own strength.

Soon his face became relieved, and he turned and walked down. Going up to the rooftop was affected by the power of the bell, but going down was like walking on flat ground, extremely easy.

"Come down now?" The crowd opened their eyes wide, and Yu Naihe's words were still fresh in their memory.

"Why wait two days? Since I'm here, I will naturally go to the rooftop today."

However, he came down from the seventh floor, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Haha, the Holy Son of Yuhua Palace is indeed 'extraordinary'. I really admire him." The person who spoke before said in a sarcasm, and anyone could hear the irony in his tone.

At this time, the strong men of Yuhua Palace looked extremely embarrassed. Yu Qianqiu came down at this moment. It was impossible that he didn't want to go up, but that he couldn't go up.

He was actually right by that person.

"Hmph!" The strong man of Yuhua Palace snorted coldly, and his sharp eyes swept over the man, as if he was giving a silent warning.

They wouldn't attack him here, but who would remember his existence if he left here?

The man felt the gaze from the direction of Yuhua Palace, and his face turned pale. Obviously, he understood the threat in the eyes. No one would care about his life or death, so he said no more and left here directly.

"Is the Holy Son okay?" Immediately, the strong men of Yuhua Palace stepped out and headed towards Yu Qianqiu.

Yu Qianqiu looked calm as before, waved his hand and said: "I wanted to continue going up, but there is a ban on this rooftop. It is not allowed to step on the seventh floor. I have no choice but to retreat."

Hearing this, the faces of the people in Yuhua Palace changed slightly. They vaguely guessed that this might be Yu Qianqiu's words, but they did not expose it. They nodded and said: "It's good that the Holy Son is okay. The ban will be lifted in two days. That's when the Holy Son can show his style."

"Yeah." Yu Qianqiu nodded calmly, his expression was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened.

His conversation with Ximen Guyan was going on in his mind, silently. As for what was on the stairs, who would know?

Then Yu Qianqiu left the rooftop with the support of the strong men of Yuhua Palace. He was still unparalleled in style, even though he only climbed the seventh step and retreated.

The crowd looked at the ten-thousand-foot-high rooftop, their eyes filled with endless yearning and admiration. Only by climbing this rooftop can one be qualified to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride. This requires extremely high talent. I wonder who will eventually be lucky enough to become Ximen Guyan's son-in-law. It is really exciting.

Soon, the news that Yu Qianqiu climbed the rooftop spread throughout Tianhuang City like the wind. Changsun Hao of the Changsun Dynasty and Tianmo Gongzi of the Demon Dao Hall also learned about the news, but the two had very different reactions.

Changsun Hao believed that Yu Qianqiu was just deliberately hiding his strength, just to dazzle the eyes of the world later, while Tianmo Gongzi claimed that Yu Qianqiu was overrated and was just a false name, and was not worthy of being the Holy Son of Yuhua Hall!

As for the reactions of the two, Yu Qianqiu did not respond after hearing them, pretending that he had not heard them.

Time passed quickly, and two days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Tianhuang City was completely boiling!