Chapter 1689： You have to climb up

"What's so good, why are you excited about Rank Nine?" At this moment, a voice that didn't know where it came from made the Great Emperor of Rank Nine feel a little uncomfortable.

Because the man is his old enemy.

"How much do I have to do with you? As long as he can break my record, the old man, I am willing to accept him as a closed disciple." The nine-turned great emperor made many celestial giants show a different color.

You must know that after becoming a giant in the heavens, they have rarely taught disciples, because it is very boring to them, because any achievements of the disciples will not produce the slightest help to them, so they don't bother to waste it. strength.

And even if they deliberately want to accept others as disciples, most of them let people under their own sect to teach, like some closed disciples, they seem to rarely do it.

"As long as you want to accept other people as a disciple, I think you should die as early as possible. You have no chance." The man sneered and said.

"Are you deliberately coming over to find the fault?" Hearing this, the Ninth Rank emperor suddenly became a little angry.

"So what? What can you do to me?" The other party sneered, and didn't pay attention to the Emperor of Rank Nine, because he himself was also a giant in the heavens, so naturally he would not be afraid of Emperor of Rank Nine.

"If this is the case, then I will wait for you outside the sky, and come if I have the ability." While speaking, the figure of the Nine Turns Great Emperor left here, even Wang Feng didn't even look at him.

He has long been uncomfortable with his old adversary. Since the other party is about to show up now, the nine-turned emperor might as well teach him a lesson.

"Come on, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

While speaking, the two heavenly giants have already reached the sky. As for the outcome of their final battle, I am afraid that except for such a limited number of people, no one knows that a giant battle has broken out in the sky.

On the ascending ladder, although Wang Feng's short sprint once again caused the majestic coercion to crush him on the ascending ladder.

But after only a dozen breaths, Wang Feng's body began to move again, and he slowly stood up with his hands on the ladder.

Although his arms were trembling visibly and violently when he got up, but after all his willpower has overcome the pressure on the ladder, and he stood up again.

Now he has taken 14 steps of these 50 steps, and there are more than 30 steps left. If he persists, then he can surpass the original nine-turned emperor and become a brand-new record creator of Nirvana.

It's just that it's easy to say, and it's definitely not that easy to really go up. If it wasn't for Wang Feng to keep biting his teeth, maybe he would have fallen down now.

"You must hold on." Looking at Wang Feng's trembling body, Yan Junyun's fists couldn't help clenching. At this moment, it seemed that she was the one who broke through the barrier, not Wang Feng.

All have come to this point. Everyone wants to see Wang Feng break the record left by his predecessors and become the creator of a new record.

Just looking at the current situation, it is too difficult for Wang Feng to break the record. Every time he takes a step, everyone's hearts seem to tremble. In the end, almost everyone is nervous for Wang Feng.

I don't know how many monks' occasions are silent at the moment, and everyone is looking at the man who climbed the ladder, covered in blood, but still clinging forward.

No wonder Wang Feng was able to defeat the Nine Kings and become one of the nine great masters. He does have that kind of ability, and he still doesn't give up if he changes to another genius monk. Under such circumstances, it is estimated that they would have already give up.

Because few people will continue to move forward without seeing any hope. If they continue to walk, in addition to the worsening of the injury, Wang Feng wants to break the record of the nine-turned emperor with many difficulties.

"If it were me, I might give up now." Someone spoke, shaking his head constantly.

"That's just you. No wonder you can't become a master like Wang Feng. I think you don't even have that potential." Someone responded with a sneer.

"In that case, you seem to have the potential to become a Daozi?" the person sneered.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to fight with you. You think Wang Feng can't break the record, but I think he can break the record today."

"Huh, let's just wait and see."

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"You haven't given up yet?" Watching Wang Feng tremblingly move forward on the climbing ladder, those celestial giants who pay attention to this place can't help being surprised. Any normal person may have given up at this moment. In order to break the record, this Wang Feng It's also good enough.

"Come on, there are more than 20 steps left."

Although Wang Feng’s journey seemed extremely difficult, as time went by, Wang Feng continued to move up step by step. The blood had already wetted his clothes and skin. At this time, he looked almost unmanned. In this way, whether he is stubborn or stubborn, Wang Feng at this moment is undoubtedly worthy of admiration.

Challenging the record is the path Wang Feng chose by himself, so even if he is climbing, he has to climb it, otherwise how could he be willing.

Although Wang Feng paid a heavy price for the first 20 steps, he still walked up firmly, but when he reached the 30th step, Wang Feng finally could not bear the terrible pressure, and he was directly pressed on his stomach. Unmovable on the ground.

Blood constantly seeps from his pores, and the pressure wants to crush him into meatloaf, but Wang Feng has cultivated for so many years, in addition to his own strength and tyranny, his physical body is also tougher than that. An ordinary monk, so he can resist this pressure at this moment.

Looking at the climbing ladder with no end in sight, Wang Feng finally gritted his teeth and stretched out his hands and slowly leaned forward.

It was just that there was a terrible pressure to suppress it. As soon as Wang Feng's palm was stretched up, the pressure was firmly pressed on the stairs, and he could not move.

It's just that he can't lift his arm anymore, but Wang Feng's palm can still be used hard, almost grasping the ground with his fingers and moving forward, Wang Feng's body is moving up little by little.

Seeing this scene, even those who once wanted to deal with Wang Feng couldn't help but feel moved. No wonder Wang Feng could rise to fame. The terrifying willpower he showed now was far beyond the reach of normal monks.

If such a person can't rise, that would be a strange thing.

After moving little by little, it took about ten minutes or so before Wang Feng reached a step with great difficulty.

At this point, he is only twenty steps away from breaking the record. The twenty steps seem to be very close, but for Wang Feng, these twenty steps are no different from the sky.

Every time he moves now, he feels extremely strenuous. He only feels that all the bones in his body seem to have fallen apart. Under such circumstances, in addition to controlling his body forward with his willpower, Wang Feng basically Can't make an inch.

The power of the cells is constantly pouring out of the flesh **** who repairs Wang Feng, and the glazed green lotus tree is also repairing, and even his holy blue heart is permeating power to help heal Wang Feng's physical body.

It's just that under the situation of heavy pressure, the speed of this repair will never match the speed of his damage, and his injury is still rapidly deteriorating.

His sight was blurred by the blood, and Wang Feng had no other way except to move Wang Feng forward with his hands.

Time seemed to be passing abnormally slowly at this moment, and it took another twenty minutes before Wang Feng took a step up with great difficulty.

After this step, every movement of Wang Feng would take quite a long time. In the end, he even took two or three days to move forward.

Time seems to be the least valuable thing here. Watching Wang Feng's figure creeping slowly above the climbing ladder, these people underneath seem to have forgotten the passage of time, and their focus at the moment is only One, that is Wang Feng on the top of the ladder.

Let alone two or three days, even if it is two or three months, it is estimated that these people will be able to wait.

Because compared to the monks’ extremely long lifespan, this time is really nothing. Sometimes a monk’s retreat may last for a few years but decades. Now everyone wants to watch Wang Feng break it against the sky. Record, so no one wants to leave at this time.

Looking at the figure on the ladder, Yan Junyun’s eyes were already wet with tears. Seeing Wang Feng’s miserable appearance, she actually wanted Wang Feng to stop, but she also knew she couldn’t. Open this mouth, because since Wang Feng doesn't come down by herself, what reason does she have to ask him to come down?

All she can do at this moment is to pray that there will be no death crisis in Wang Feng, and she will be safe.

Time is ruthless and fast. It has been a month from Wang Feng to the first day of climbing the ladder. It is hard to imagine that Wang Feng has spent a month on the ladder.

In a month's time, in addition to raising Wang Feng's realm by one level, he is still climbing **** the ladder.

There are only the last ten steps left of Wang Feng from 1,350 steps. The bones on his body have broken in too many places. From his lower abdomen, he no longer feels anything because of his legs. It had already broken because of too much pressure, if not, he could at least stand up.

Now he has only one way to move forward, and that is to climb.

Even climbing him now can only use the power of his left hand, because his right hand also broke because of too much pressure.

The reason why he can still hold on with his left hand is because his left hand was crystallized at the beginning, and his arm was strengthened a lot at that time. The more important reason is that there is a tortoise shell in his left arm.

The tortoise shell is a peculiar life, it will not die, and it will not feel any pressure, so it is completely in Wang Feng’s arm that it helped Wang Feng resist some pressure, otherwise Wang Feng’s two hands are probably now It's already broken As long as his left hand is broken, I am afraid he will never have a chance to reach the limit record of his predecessors, because the speed of healing will not keep up with the speed of damage, and he will not have The ability has advanced.

"Go hard, it's about to break the record." The sound of the tortoise shell came from Wang Feng's left arm. Although the tortoise shell has always been vicious, but this time it came out to cheer on Wang Feng, of course it can't say anything discouraging .

After all, Wang Feng has already spent such a long time. If he can't even break the record, isn't he busy?

So the tortoise shell is now cheering on Wang Feng, hoping that Wang Feng can go further on this climbing ladder.

Wang Feng could hear the words of the tortoise shell, but he had no way to respond, because at this moment, even if he had a mouth, he would be discouraged. By then, let alone break the record, I am afraid that he would suffer more severe trauma when he fell to the ladder.

So at this moment, apart from moving his fingers, he has no other movements.

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