Chapter 646

"Boom"

As the people climbed the ladder, the golden Shengwang mountain was shining brightly, but with an extremely strong pressure.

"Dong..."

Caught off guard, the thousands of figures in the sky trembled, and all were pressed to the ladder in an instant. Only nearly a hundred people can barely hold on. There is no doubt that the hundred people who persevere are the most powerful existence in this group, and only they can be qualified to compete for the position of the crown of the king.

However, Rao is so. Those Tianjiao are also dignified. The holy king mountain is far more miraculous than they thought. The pressure on the tianladder is extremely heavy, which makes them feel a great pressure.

"Climb the ladder."

The crowd roared, and their spiritual power flashed and flew towards the top.

Under Shengwang mountain, a group of ancient people also felt here, felt the majestic atmosphere, and their faces were slightly frozen. Although the pressure on Shengwang mountain is not very strong, it makes people feel that they can't compete. It is a real trend of heaven and earth.

"Let's climb the ladder, too."

The ancient wind gave a low smile. Is this the ladder to the sky. He has not climbed it, and he is not as powerful as the ladder of Shengwang mountain.

"Whew"

The figure of the ancient wind shot out like an arrow. The speed was so fast that it was not affected at all. Rao is shuiqianrou and others. He can't help being stunned.

"It's really abnormal." Xue's ruthless and stiff face pulled slightly, and his voice said hoarsely. Even the moment he stepped on the ladder, he was almost blown down. But the ancient style was not affected. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the first 1000 steps.

"Oh, just get used to it." Feng Qingyang patted Snow's ruthless shoulder and said. After all, the old wind bastard can never guess with common sense. This is a monster. You never know what shock he will bring to you.

"Ancient style..."

The ancient wind moved forward all the way at a very fast speed. After those Tianjiao who had already started climbing noticed the action of the ancient wind, their complexion couldn't help changing. The speed of the ancient wind was too fast and directly left them behind.

Soon, the ancient style passed the 1000 steps of the second level. At the third level, the prestige became more powerful, but it still did not pose any threat to the ancient style. At this level, the number of people suddenly decreased. In general, not many people can reach this step in such a short time. Their ability to come here has proved their strength.

"Roll down." in front of the ancient wind, more than a dozen people have different eyes. Looking at the fast ancient wind, their faces change slightly. Ancient wind is definitely a powerful and unparalleled enemy, and its strength is terrible. Even the blood demon and the wolf canopy were killed by him. Therefore, if we can suppress the ancient wind here, they will lose a strong enemy behind them.

More than ten people roared together, and the spiritual power gushed out of the palm and rushed towards the ancient wind to blow him down the ladder.

"Hum"

Leng hum, more than ten people have triple cultivation in soul forging realm. If such a strong person is placed in huangxuanyu, he is also a strong person who can shock one side. But now, in his ancient eyes, he is not afraid at all. Even if there are more than ten people on the other side, he has nothing to fear.

"Kill."

The low roar came from the mouth of the ancient wind. In his hand, the tusk dagger appeared, emitting golden light. A golden wolf rushed out and swallowed up those spiritual powers in a moment.

The speed of the ancient wind was very fast. In a twinkling, it appeared beside the dozens of people. The fangs and daggers in their hands crossed with a smell of forest cold. When their necks cooled, they saw Yan Hong's blood sprinkled into the sky, and then fell into darkness.

Below, countless people looked at the ancient wind and their eyes flashed with panic. All this happened in a moment. But it was at this moment that the ancient style solved the triple cultivation of more than ten soul forging environments, making them realize the strength of the ancient style again.

On the upper stairs, many people look at the ancient wind and their pupils tighten. His face is dignified. There is no doubt that the strength of the ancient style has shocked them again. This is a strong opponent.

The ancient wind ran all the way. After the strong hand of the ancient wind, no one stopped the ancient wind. They knew that the young man had long demonstrated his strong strength in the holy King City. The heaven ladder in Shengwang mountain is his way of nine days, but all the people who blocked him were killed by him like the previous more than a dozen triple martial arts cultivation of soul forging realm.

All the way is smooth, and the speed of the ancient wind has not even weakened. The speed as fast as the wind stunned countless people who climbed the ladder. Is this still a person? The heavy pressure has not had any impact on him.

When the ancient wind climbed the seventh ladder, there were only a few dozen people ahead. And many of these people have seen ancient customs.

Liu mubai, Murong Yu, Wuyi, Lin Xuanyu and Huang Fu Ruoyun all have some intersection with ancient customs. When the ancient wind's eyes fell on the bloody figure, their eyes narrowed slightly, and their eyes flashed cold.

Blood impermanence glanced at the ancient wind indifferently and looked away. Obviously, this is not a place to fight. Fighting here also consumes him a lot. And the ancient wind, fearless of the threat of the ladder, burst all the way, which also made him a little afraid in his heart.

"Awesome." Huangfu Ruoyun looked at the ancient wind and said with a sigh. Looking at the beautiful eyes of the ancient style, she was shocked by its strong flesh. However, I was relieved at the thought of the performance of the ancient style in the stone tower.

The ancient wind smiled at the people and stepped forward again. The speed was still unabated, and soon rushed to the eighth floor in the shocked eyes of the people.

"Boom"

The whole ladder was shaking. At the moment when the ancient wind rushed up to the eighth floor, there was a bright glow on Shengwang mountain. Looking at the glow, the people were frightened. They can feel the terrible pressure in the glow, and the heavy power breaks the space.

The ancient style was dignified. The moment he stepped on the eighth ladder, he felt different. Here is the power of heaven and earth, which is extremely heavy. The pressure was several times stronger.

In the sky, the glow fell and was directly oppressed with terrible power. That heavy power, Rao is an ancient style, but also can't help turning pale.

"Ha"

With a loud roar, the light of colored glass on his body bloomed, like the arm of heaven, holding up the glow.