Inside the broken ladder, Qin Xuan is struggling step by step.

What's more, there are more than 900 steps ahead.

For others, I'm afraid I'll be crushed to pieces when I first get into it.

Qin Xuan's great Luo is ten turns, and his cultivation can kill half saints. His eternal green body has more amazing details, but he is still struggling on the ladder of breaking saints.

Every step is like carrying the power of collapse.

This kind of repressive force not only refers to the body, but also affects the mood.

Every step of Qin Xuan's step, he felt that the front was endless abyss, endless reincarnation.

This kind of pressure is beyond imagination.

Who in the world is not afraid of death? If you feel that every step of the road ahead is a dead end, besides madmen, there are several people who are willing to really rush and rush.

Qin Xuan looks calm. For him, he has gone through too much life and death.

Even if the force of repression affected his body and mood, he would not care at all. On the contrary, he felt as if he were a teacher.

The repressive power of duanshengti changed with the strength of those who stepped here.

At least, in the first three hundred stages, it is the same.

Every step seems to be the limit, but if you have no fear in your heart and no retreat, you can barely support it.

However, even if we understand this, few people can bear it.

As if, every step is walking on the steel wire of the cliff, knowing that stepping on the steel wire can not fall off the cliff, and who can really be calm?

Qin Xuan stepped out more than ten steps, and his expression was still unchanged.

At every step, he breaks through the shackles and reaches the limit, but at every step, he steps out without delay.

His body was trembling, but he still didn't care. When Qin Xuan stepped on the top of the hundred steps, he even appeared an illusion in front of Qin Xuan.

Cliffs, swords, and even the powerful enemy's troops.

Every step, as if facing a death.

Qin Xuan face this test, the corners of his mouth even slightly pick, as if laughing.

"In the past, there were not thousands of such tests, but dozens of them!"

"What about life and death? Every step of the way is a matter of life and death. If I had been in the past, I might have moved my mind a little. Now I think it's so ridiculous! "

Qin Xuan whispered to himself. Facing the power of repression, he walked step by step.

Three hundred steps, almost in half an hour, Qin Xuan had already stepped over.

Until, his feet slightly pause, looking forward.

The steps ahead are as old as before, but Qin Xuan feels a crisis.

Qin Xuan's eyes moved, the sage layout, knowing that there is no fear of life and death, even life and death are ignored, what a test.

With a faint smile in his eyes, he stepped out and stepped on the three hundred steps.

Just one step, suddenly, Qin Xuan's body suddenly split, cracks spread from his legs, and even his knees were slightly bent, as if he wanted to kneel.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, if the essence is vast, it will flash away.

That slightly curved knee, even abruptly erect, although, on its body, so bear more terrible force of repression.

"It's just a saint. He also wants to suppress Qin Changqing and make me kneel down!"

Qin Xuan opens his mouth, in a pair of pupils, if you are angry.

His pupils changed faintly, as if he knew the test after the three hundred steps.

If we say that before is the limit, illusory life and death, then after the three hundred steps, is the real life and death.

This kind of repressive force is enough to crush ordinary semi saints.

Qin Xuan's body was stained with blood, and he took another step forward.

Boom!

He had a slight shock in his body, but there was a general trend that he rose up against the force of repression.

He was angry in his heart. As the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he was almost knelt down by the force of suppression.

The emperor should not be humiliated, not to mention kneeling under the sage.

Hula, if the air is torn, Qin Xuan behind, five elements Xuanyi suddenly open.

"I'd like to see if I can be stopped by the force of repression."

There was a faint anger in his voice. Immediately, the Xuanyi of the five elements was shocked and rushed straight up the three hundred steps.

His posture is shaking, like a swallow in the net, but Qin Xuan is still fearless.

The wings of Qin Shengxuan slowly fell down the ladder, and the blood fell down the ladder.

Thirty three steps, Qin Xuan behind the five elements Xuanyi, has begun to collapse, part, part has been in the collapse.

The immortal body is healing itself, but under the force of such repression, the speed of self-healing is almost slow to the extreme.

Qin Xuan is also extremely embarrassed, the power of the terror of repression, so that his body on the cracks continue to diffuse.

If Qin Xuan didn't use the eternal green formula and the immortal body's self-healing power, he would have been badly hurt at the moment.

But the road ahead is still far away, and no one knows how long this terrible force of repression will last.The 400th step, when Qin Xuan entered here, his whole body was faintly broken, and the Xuanyi of the five elements behind him disappeared.

It's hard for the semi saints to resist the power of repression. Even, Qin Xuan saw some bones.

These corpses, everyone is the pride of heaven, step into this, was destroyed by the force of repression.

This is real life and death. If we can't support it, there is only one way to die.

Qin Xuan's eyes are indifferent, walking on the broken body, still moving forward.

In the 460th level, on Qin Xuan's body, pieces of flesh and blood have been smashed into nothingness, revealing the bones of heaven and the viscera protected by the immortal yuan.

At the 500th level, Qin Xuan was almost half a skeleton, and his body was destroyed.

Until Qin Xuan stepped into the 530th ladder, even he felt the limit, and the two immortals were collapsing.

Qin Xuan is still on the way, never retreating.

In the 55th stage, with Qin Xuan's bloodless feet falling, the power of repression around him suddenly dissipated.

Instead, there is endless darkness.

A touch of black awn rushes into the sea of Qin Xuan's knowledge, isolating his body from Xiannian.

In the dark, Qin Xuan's face was still not afraid. He was transformed into a body with immortal thoughts and stood in the dark.

"The power of repression is nothing more than that!"

He spoke indifferently, as if provoking Shengwei.

In the dark, a figure slowly emerged.

"But so? What a crazy younger generation

The comer is like a saint, hiding in the fog, with only a black shadow outline.

In a flash, a holy power, such as the pressure of heaven, swept to qinxuan.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, a frightening light passed by.

Immediately, there was a shock in his hand, and there was an immortal sword.

"Just a saint, dare to brag in the sea of my knowledge!"

Qin Xuan suddenly stepped forward, his posture for a moment, then swept over the fog.

Kill the saint with one sword!

Boom!

The sea of knowledge is shaking, and the fog of Shengyun explodes, revealing the body of the sage.

In Qin Xuan's hand, although the sword was destroyed, there was a ray of sage's hair in his hand.

This hair is holy, but it is cut by Qin Xuan.

Even the saint seemed to be dull. He turned slowly. His old face was almost unbelievable and angry.

"How dare you?"

Qin Xuan also turned around, quietly looking at the old man.

"Why not?"

The sound moves to know the sea, like scorning the sage.

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