Chapter 895: Climb to the top

Chapter 896: Ascend to the Peak

"Under what circumstances, he is actually on the eighteenth floor, is he really going to be on the last floor?"

"No, he is really so good, I think he is younger than me."

"Yes, does he have any magic weapon to cheat?"

Although the Star Gate was in a state of preparing for battle, many disciples found that Zhuo Bufan had actually stepped into the eighteenth floor, and they couldn't help showing a look of horror.

"This guy is an evildoer. Elder Lian Cheng can only reach the tenth floor. He can actually reach the eighteenth floor. Depending on the situation, he may go to the last floor." Wang Chengpeng's eyes showed an incredible color, and he shook his head and said.

Xiao Haiyang squeezed his fist, took a deep breath and said, "Don't look at him, the people in the puppet corpse door don't know when they will attack, it's better to hurry up and cultivate."

"I guess what magic weapon he used, it must have been given to him by the head teacher, otherwise, with his strength, how could he have reached the eighteenth floor." Wang Chengpeng curled his mouth and immediately followed Xiao Haiyang towards him. Go back to the mountain.

It was another three full days. Zhuo Bufan was standing in the eighteenth floor of the tower. Now he finally has the ability to raise his arms and use boxing techniques, but his speed and movements are probably about the same as a five or six-year-old kid who just learned martial arts.

But no one knows how much pressure is contained in it, even if a tank is placed in it, it will be directly pressed into a pile of scrap iron by the invisible and powerful pressure.

Don’t look at Zhuo Bufan’s body now, but he doesn’t know how many times his bones have been cracked, his muscles have been cracked many times, and how much blood and sweat he has shed before he can stand on the eighteenth floor, even if someone is there. The same as him has the magical power to restore the body, but the pain of cracking bones and breaking muscles is not something ordinary people can tolerate.

But this also tempered Zhuo Bufan's body and will even more, and polished his questioning heart to be stronger, like a rock.

After three years of rebirth, he had a smooth journey, but he had never experienced such a trial. He almost forgot how much pain and torture he had gone through to reach the position of the nine-turned Immortal Venerable.

After practicing a complete set of boxing techniques, Zhuo Bufan wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his eyes to the passageway leading to the nineteenth floor. The pressure on the nineteenth floor is bound to be stronger than that on the eighteenth floor.

After taking a deep breath, Zhuo Bufan hit the power of his whole body on his right leg, and immediately slammed on the sole of his foot, and ran towards the passageway of the nineteenth floor quickly.

After passing through the invisible barrier, just a faint wave of water, Zhuo Bufan finally reached the nineteenth floor, no different from the previous eighteenth floor, but the endless pressure, like sea water, would submerge an ordinary person in it. .

"Crack!"

Zhuo Bufan's right thigh was instantly crushed by the invisible pressure, and then the bones on his body made a crackling sound. The whole body was directly hit by the pressure from all directions and crawled on the ground. The bones of his body were split and the muscles cracked. , Blood flowed out.

There is a firm color in Zhuo Bufan's pupils, and the corners of his mouth with blood flowing with it evokes a shallow arc, "It looks like the nineteenth layer of pressure is much stronger than I thought."

The pain caused by the physical injury caused Zhuo Bufan's whole body to struggle fiercely, and the two techniques of Nine Turns Magical Art and Yangmu Magical Art began to continuously operate, trying to resist the endless oppressive force in the nineteen-story tower.

But with his current strength, he is completely unable to resist the formations set by the golden core or even the Nascent Soul Great Power, but Zhuo Bufan has no regrets in his heart, on the contrary, he is slightly excited. Of course, he is not. What kind of masochism, but this kind of powerful pressure and torture can completely stimulate his potential.

Although physical pain is afflicting Zhuo Bufan, there is a steady stream of green life energy born in his body, constantly repairing injured bones, muscles, skin, meridians, and internal organs.

Although Yangmu Divine Art possesses extremely powerful recovery ability, it can't reduce the pain that Zhuo Bufan suffers in the slightest. He just lay on the ground, and he couldn't even use the strength to lift a finger, always frying. Suffering from the pain of growth and destruction, such a cycle.

But if you observe carefully, you can see that after the broken bones and muscles are repaired by the vital energy, the broken'strength' is obviously much smaller than just now, whether it is the bones, the body, and the meridians, they are all suffering once. Another time of tempering is like breaking iron and making steel, removing the magazines in it, and making the steel even harder.

Even someone as strong as Zhuo Bufan had some mental breakdown at this moment, staring blankly at the front, the picture in his eyes began to become a little fuzzy, he knew that once he fell asleep, he would never Will not wake up.

This is not only a tempering of his body, but also like someone constantly beating his willpower with a hammer.

Right in front of his eyes, in the original blurred picture, an elegant figure appeared, standing in front of him, tall and light.

"leaf."

Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The figure gradually became clear. It was Ye Ziqin's face. She was looking at him calmly with a pair of clear eyes. There were many emotions in those eyes. Slowly, the figure began to fade, and then slowly disappeared.

Zhuo Bufan tried to stand up with all his strength, but he couldn't raise his legs, so he could only clenched his fists.

"I still have someone I need to protect, how can I give up and fall down at this time..."

Although his body is suffering endless pain, his Dao Mind is more stable.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhuo Bufan finally stood up slowly from the ground, and the bones were not cracking, only the muscles would be torn apart. The body seemed to be carrying a weight of tens of thousands of catties, and it took a step to take a step. It takes a huge amount of energy and mental energy.

...

At night, Star Gate.

The night was four-fold together, like a large black cloth, covering the entire world, and the shadows of the trees in the forest made a rustling sound.

Dozens of black shadows moved forward quickly in the dark, and soon they reached the door of the star gate.

"Elder, we have reached the door of the Star Gate, shall we go directly in, or..." A disciple dressed in black said to a scrawny old man next to him.

The old man opened his mouth and said, "The ancestor will leave tomorrow. Let's take the lead first. This time, we must take down the Star Gate, as our puppet corpse gate."

After all, the old man shook the bell in his hand, and three strange people walked out slowly behind him. Every time they stepped, the earth seemed to tremble, as if these three people were heavier than a car.

The three of them walked to the front and suddenly slammed their fists directly into the void, making a banging sound, as if they were hitting metal.