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At this time, they only reached the point of 100 floors, and they were already consuming a lot. If they could reach 300, how strong would it take?

Even if it is Cheng Fei, there is no bottom in his heart at this time, after all, this is the ladder to see the immortal.

In ancient times, Yuan Dynasty was full of energy and everyone was like a dragon. Therefore, the ladder was relatively simple. In this era of the end of the law, the ladder had become a natural moat.

"Go on!" With a roar, Li batian again launched an impact on the upper level.

Hearing this, other monks began to take steps and continue to climb. Although each step was very hard, these people were still moving forward.

"It's hard to imagine the prosperity of ancient times!" Bai Rulin sighed and looked at the endless ladder.

"Yes! Ancient times, golden age Yan Changsheng also sighed with a sigh. Looking at the ladder, people had endless reverie about that era. What kind of strength could make such a treasure.

"180 floors!" Li batian a roar, the voice resounding through the sky, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Idiot!" Han Huairen, the Youming Zong, looked at this scene with a sneer. After such a show, it was the same again. Now that he had exhausted his strength, there was no hope behind him.

Naturally, other friars knew this truth. They were all immersed in the constant impact towards the summit. Every step they took was greatly tested.

Just as Cheng Fei and Cheng Fei are being tested by the heavenly ladder, Xiao Ya in tianhanzong is looking at the direction of the ancient battlefield, with a trace of worry on her face.

"I don't know how my brother is now?"

There was a worried look on Xiaoya's face, and her face wrinkled into a ball, which made me feel a pain. Who made such a woman suffer.

"Xiaoya is thinking about your brother again?" The elder's voice came, obviously knowing his precious disciple's idea.

Since the last time Cheng Fei saved his ancestor in Tianhan sect, Xiaoya has become the core disciple of Tianhan sect. Although he was the same before, he was treated differently. If Xiaoya was only the disciple of the great elder and was trained by the elder's resources, now, Xiaoya is the cultivation of Tianhan sect, which is the focus of Tianhan sect.

This is not without the inspiration of Tianhan ancestor, which is obviously based on Cheng Fei's face.

Of course, Xiaoya's talent is also amazing. During this period of time, Xiaoya has broken through to the void state, which can be said to be rapid progress. Even Cheng Fei can't catch up.

"My brother has entered the ancient battlefield. Xiaoya thinks of my brother!" In the face of his master, Xiaoya also did not hide, and said his own ideas.

Looking at the voice with a trace of shaking Xiaoya, and at this moment that appears slightly thin figure, the elder grandma Jin's face is also flashing a trace of love.

With a wave of hand, a shawl has been put on Xiaoya's shoulder, covering Xiaoya's body.

"Don't worry, your brother is a genius, such people have a great charm, so generally it will be OK!"

Granny Jin, the great elder, looked at Xiaoya and comforted her.

"Really?" Hearing the master's words, Xiaoya raised her head and asked with her big round eyes.

"Really! This is the destiny of heaven and earth Grandma Jin thought of something and sighed.

"My brother will be OK!" Hearing the master's words, Xiaoya said with a smile.

Grandma Jin also nodded, and then looked at the black sky in the distance, where the ancient battlefield stayed.

I don't know how many talents will appear this time? How many people can suppress the times.

In grandma Jin's life, she saw countless talents born. Some of them fell down, some became powerful, and countless.

For Cheng Fei, grandma Jin is also very optimistic about her. This young man is a top-notch person in terms of bearing and talent, so for Cheng Fei, grandma Jin also made a bet.

That is to use all his efforts to cultivate Xiaoya, hoping to get a good fortune in the future.

At this time, in the ancient battlefield, Cheng Fei also met with a trace of trouble. At this time, Han Huairen and Wang wanwan came to this side together, which means that there is no need to say much.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Fei sneered: "hum! I don't know what to do

At this time, everyone has already climbed 200 floors, and the remaining 100 floors are only 100 floors. However, the difficulty of these 100 floors is not as simple as before. Therefore, Han Huairen and Wang wanwan naturally will not give up such a good opportunity.

"Brother Cheng, can I help you?" Wang wanwan looks at Cheng Fei with a sneer on his face. If Cheng Fei goes down here, even if it is not, Cheng Fei will suffer a lot of trauma, which is the best for their love.

"Hum!" In the face of these two people, Cheng Fei doesn't pay any attention to them. As soon as his steps are lifted, he opens a distance with them in an instant.

"This boy!" Seeing Cheng Fei and himself and others open a distance, Wang wanwan, Han Huairen and others are all showing a trace of ugliness."Chase! I don't believe how long this boy can last Han Huairen looks at Cheng Fei's back and snorts coldly.

"How can this boy persist so long?" Wang wanwan looks at Cheng Fei's back and says in a low voice. At this time, on the 200 th floor, they have spent 70% of their strength to suppress the suffering of the ladder. It's so easy to see him as a brother, so Wang Wan can't help feeling like he wants to kill people.

"There is something strange about this boy! So it's normal to persist until now. All we have to do is kill him! " Han Huairen said with a sinister smile.

"Well! Go ahead with the plan! " Wang wanwan also nodded.

Hearing this, Han Huairen and WAN Cheng all smile insidiously, and then they try to climb up the ladder again.

Time goes on and on in everyone's bit by bit, and it takes a long time for everyone to make progress.

At this time, Cheng Fei has occupied the 280 floor position, which is very difficult for Cheng Fei. At this time, Cheng Fei's face is covered with sweat.

"How are you?" Cheng Fei speaks to the wooden bell.

"It's OK. I'm almost here. I can't bear it below!" Mu Ling shook his head and said,

at this time, the wooden bell is also on the 268 floor, which is only 12 floors away from Cheng Fei's position, but wooden bell can't hold on.

Muling is not a strong body builder. It's good to stick to it.

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