Chapter 1965： Whose road to heaven?

Hansen is bearing the artistic conception of the three characters of the town Tiangong. He is indifferent to his care, and he has not heard what Qianyuhe said.

Thousands of cranes saw Hansen supporting the hard work. Without much thought, they reached out and supported Hansen.

"Let's relax a bit, nothing." Qian Yuhe supported Hansen and said with a smile.

Although the artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentian Temple is strong, but Qian Yuhe is the blood of the Tianzu, he was born in the town of Tiangong, and he was relieved of the power of the artistic conception. He helped Hansen to go, even if Hansen was crushed by the intentional pressure, he That is to mention more than one thing.

Thousands of cranes see Han Sen himself still walking, he is holding him with his arms, and when he can't support it, he will hold it hard.

Although Hansen seemed to be very difficult to walk, but still supported the walk to more than five hundred steps, then the body could not support it, and the waist was bent down.

Thousands of cranes support Hansen's arm and want to straighten Hansen's body.

However, this force suddenly felt that Hansen's body was like a big stone. The thousand cranes used a lot of power to lift him up straight.

"You relax a little, don't use force, it's just an illusion, and there is no real power on you." Qian Yuhe thought that Hansen himself was working hard, so it would be so heavy.

Han Sen did not listen to what he said at all. The horror of the artistic conception poured into his body, making him feel like a mountain, and he can only insist on it with all his heart.

Thousands of cranes helped Han Sen to go up. The more he walked, the heavier he felt. The heart secretly wondered: "How is this guy's willpower so weak, not being overwhelmed, even unconsciously exerting excessive force."

After walking for a while, Qian Yuhe felt that Hansen’s body was a bit too heavy. He had to glance at Hansen’s body and found that there was no breath in his body and there was no sign of exertion.

"Strange, his breath has not moved, how can the body be so heavy? The artistic conception of Zhentiangong should only be psychologically suppressed, and there will be no such substantial pressure!" Qian Yuhe was puzzled, but could not see The clues can only help Hansen to go on.

Hansen's body is getting heavier and heavier. Thousands of cranes can still hold Hansen with one arm, but then one arm is hugged up with Hansen, but it still feels a little hard.

"Hey, are you okay?" Thousands of cranes frowned at Hansen, seeing Hansen's body red, sweat drenched the clothes, and the breathing became very depressed, like being crushed and dying. .

Hansen’s eyes are prominent and covered with bloodshot eyes. It seems that the body is crushed and is about to collapse.

Hansen did not think that he would become so terrible after he let go of his body and mind and let the artistic conception of the town Tiangong invade the body. Now, I can only rely on the will to support it without being overwhelmed. It is impossible to walk again. After a thousand jade steps, it is basically carried up by thousands of cranes.

Qian Yuhe can't understand what it is. The artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentian Palace is not so powerful.

Where did he know that Hansen was doing his own death, not only did not confront the artistic conception, but also introduced the artistic conception into the body. The madman who did this had never been there before, and Qian Yuhe knew that there would be such a situation.

Seeing Hansen walking is not going to happen, the mind does not seem to be so awake, Qian Yuhe can only walk Hansen up, feel the arms are getting heavier, they are almost exhausted, or feel the arms sour, they can't stand It is.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Qian Yuhe’s arm was pulled hard, his footsteps changed, and when he arrived in front of Hansen, Hansen’s body suddenly fell forward and threw himself on his back.

Thousands of cranes used force to directly carry Hansen back and carried him to the town Tiangong.

"This disciple of the Queen of Blades is really wonderful! Going through the road of heaven, it can be like this." Thousands of cranes are depressed, but they can only go up with Hansen.

The father of the town Tiangong still waits for the person to be asked. If he drops Hansen here, he can’t give it back.

Thousands of cranes stepped up and walked Hansen up, but after a while, the pace slowed down. It wasn't that he didn't want to go fast, but Hansen's body was getting more and more pressure, carrying him like a hill. Where can still go fast.

And the more you go up, Hansen is getting heavier and heavier, and the thousands of cranes on the forehead are sweating.

"Is this the way he walks through the sky, or is it the way I walk through the sky?" Thousands of cranes step by step with Hansen going up, now it is his turn to sweat.

When I walked to more than nine thousand steps, Qian Yuhe was reddish, and the sweat drenched her clothes. The small and beautiful appearance of the previous handsome and long-lost has disappeared, and the nose is constantly breathing.

"It’s a ghost, how can it be so heavy? Such a power, even if he is a viscount, he can’t play it with all his strength? What's more, there is no sign of the flow in his body. Where did this power come from? Is it really the artistic conception of the town Tiangong?" Qian Yuhe thought while walking.

Thousands of cranes are now the Earl's body, not to mention a Hansen, even if carrying a dragon, walking a million steps is also the face is not red and not breathing.

But now his body is violent, and every time he takes a step, he runs out of power, and the breath that is ejected inside his nostrils is about to burn.

"boom!"

The white cloud gas emerged from the body of the thousand cranes, like water vapor, rising from the pores of the body.

Among the hairs of Thousand Cranes, above the body, there is a white smoke that slowly rushes out and wraps around his body.

This is a thousand cranes can not stand, and had to use his power of the cloud.

Hansen’s situation is worse than a thousand cranes. His body seems to be crushed by something. His bones and flesh and blood are collapsing inward. It looks like a severely thin patient. Going down, even the sternum is making a squeaking sound, as if it is being crushed.

One step at a time, ten steps and a sweat, thousands of cranes look at the Wan Dao jade is about to finish, but the feet are constantly tremble.

Even after exhausting all efforts, the last few steps still let Qianyu crane use up the strength of feeding, almost did not fall at the door of the town Tiangong, the last bite of the teeth, or hard to survive, and Hansen The gate of the town Tiangong.

After entering the Tiangong Palace, Qian Yuhe suddenly felt a light body, and almost comfortably screamed, and the heart was relieved with a long breath: "It is finally coming up."

Above the jade steps, no one saw anything between the clouds, but after Qian Yuhe entered the Tiantian Temple, the disciples in the palace saw Qian Yuhe carrying Hansen in, and suddenly they were stupid.

After the establishment of Zhentian Temple for such a long period of time, he has not seen anyone being brought in.