Chapter 1211

And then the meteor rushed to the ladder.

His speed is extremely fast, mu xiaxue is shocked, and then his eyes are dark for a moment. It can be seen that Liu Changqing is very clear about the assessment of these things, and has been training for a long time.

Only she, like a lengtouqing, didn't understand anything, stumbled to the Supreme Master.

However, it's too late to think about it. Countless people have been crowded and rushed to the ladder.

Some people have been fighting for a place. Mu xiaxue clenches her fist and dodges the flying fist from left to right. Depending on her being a girl, her body is light. Like a monkey, she jumps four or five layers of ladder at once, grabs the ladder above, and starts climbing up.

Liu Changqing has a bundle on his chest. The snow-white cat still sleeps sweet. He looks down at it with pity. When lifting eyes, only perseverance is left.

The people below are still fighting hard. He is concerned about Su Kui and dare not press her. So he is lagging behind a lot. Mu xiaxue followed closely, and soon only lagged behind him a little.

"Changqing, hurry up, the people behind will catch up!" Mu xiaxue insists on biting her teeth. Her forehead is full of sweating. Her arms are not like her own. She is completely weak.

Liu Changqing said, "you too!"

They are not the fastest. The registered disciples in front of the Mountain Gate stand on the cliff. Once someone comes up, they will report.

One!

Two!

……

Eight!

Eight! Liu Changqing's heart beat like a drum. Even if he has practiced thousands of times at home, he can't climb the ladder of heaven. Once everyone gets on the ladder, all accomplishments will be suppressed and no spiritual power can be achieved. Not only that, but also will be affected by the array. It's like carrying a stone with a weight of one hundred jin on his back and climbing up with the strength of two arms.

There are very few people who can hold on to it. Many people can't hold on to it when they climb to the half and fall down one after another.

Wushangzong won't let these people get hurt. There have been a group of disciples from outside for a long time. Once someone falls down, they will catch him with the sword and send him away.

Once landing, it will lose the opportunity of assessment.

There are still people who refuse to give up. It's hard for ordinary people to imagine the temptation of asking for immortals!

Nine!

One climbs up, Liu Changqing gasps unceasingly, the oral cavity already bleeds, the sweet smell makes him dizzy. He swung his head away from the top, leaving only the last three steps.

As long as he sticks to it, the last quota is undoubtedly his!

The palm of the hand has been ground out with blisters, which are broken and turned into blood. It's been so long, it's coming to the top!

Mu xiaxue naturally heard this number. The supreme master only recruited ten disciples. If she missed it, she would wait another ten years! Ten years have already missed the best time of cultivation.

She looked at Liu Changqing, who was only one step away from her. When he was about to climb the last floor, she suddenly said, "Liu Changqing!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Liu Changqing's conditioned "hum" is the pause. Mu xiaxue tries his best to climb up.

Ten!

Dang -

"end of assessment!" The young man in the white Taoist robe raised his voice and said a sentence with the voice of spirit. A circle of invisible sound waves followed him to open his mouth and spread far and wide.

Many people lost their strength and fell down the ladder.

A few bite their teeth and keep climbing.