Chapter 2198: Mi Sheng (four more ask monthly ticket)

Qin Xuan was struggling step by step in the broken holy ladder.
What's more, the way ahead is more than 900 steps.
If you are someone else, you will be crushed if you first enter it.
Qin Xuan Daluo tenth turn, his cultivation base can kill the half saint, the eternal evergreen body has more stunning background, but on the ladder of the broken saint, it is still difficult to move forward.
Each step is like bearing the force of the sky.
This repressive force is not only referring to the body, but can even affect the mood.
With every step Qin Xuan took, he felt that the front was endless abyss, endless reincarnation.
This kind of pressure is beyond imagination.
Everyone in the world is not afraid of death. If you perceive that every step of the way is a dead end, except for lunatics, there are a few people who are willing to really rush and rush.
Qin Xuan's expression was calm. For him, he had gone through too many lives and deaths.
Moreover, this kind of suppressive force affects his body and mood, and he will not even care about it at all. On the contrary, he feels like a fool.
The repressive power of the broken sacred ladder changes due to the changes in the strength of those who step into this place.
At least, this is true for the first three hundred orders.
Every step seems to be the limit, but there is no fear in the heart, no step back, and it can barely be enough to support.
However, even if they understand this, few people can bear it.
It's as if every step is walking on the steel wire of the ten thousand-foot cliff, knowing that stepping on the steel wire can not fall off the cliff, and who can truly be calm?
Qin Xuan took more than ten steps, his expression still remained unchanged.
At every step, he is like if he breaks through the shackles and reaches the limit, but at every step, he steps out without any haste.
His body was trembling faintly, but he still didn't care. When Qin Xuan stepped over a hundred steps, an illusion even appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
Cliffs, mountains of knives, and even powerful enemy soldiers are like cutting the throat.
Every step seems to be facing death.
When Qin Xuan faced this test, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, as if smiling.
"Looking back in the past, there are not thousands of such tests, but dozens of them!"
"How about life and death? In the great road, every step is life and death. If I am in my previous life, I may be able to move my mind a little, but now I feel so ridiculous!"
Qin Xuan whispered to himself, facing the force of suppression, he walked with the world in his eyes.
The three hundred stairs, Qin Xuan had already stepped on it almost half an hour.
Until, he paused slightly and looked forward.
The steps ahead were the same, but Qin Xuan felt a crisis.
Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and the saint's layout, knowing that there is no fear of life and death, even life and death are ignored, what a test should be.
With a faint smile on his face, he took a step into the three hundred stairs.
In just one step, Qin Xuan's body suddenly cracked, cracks spread from his legs, and even his knees were slightly bent, as if he wanted to kneel.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed away like a vast expanse.
The slightly curved knees actually stood up abruptly, even though, on top of their body, they were subjected to even more terrifying forces of suppression.
"The mere saint also wanted to suppress me Qin Changqing and let me kneel down!?"
Qin Xuan spoke, a pair of pupils, if there was anger.
His pupils faintly changed, as if he knew the test after these three hundred steps.
If it is said that the previous is the limit, the illusion of life and death, then after these three hundred steps, it is the real life and death.
This suppression force is enough to crush ordinary semi-sages.
Qin Xuan's body was stained with blood, and he took a step forward again.
boom!
His body trembles slightly, but there is a general trend, and he even rises to meet the suppressing force.
His heart was angered, as the Supreme Azure Emperor, he had almost been crushed to his knees before by this oppressive force.
The dignified Qing emperor should not be humiliated, let alone kneel under the saint.
With a huff, the air seemed to be torn apart, behind Qin Xuan, the Five Elements Profound Wing suddenly opened.
"I would like to see, with the power of mere repression, can I stop me!"
Anger was implicit in his voice, and immediately, the Five Elements Xuanyi shook and rushed straight up the three hundred stairs.
His body was shaking, like a swallow in a net, but Qin Xuan was still fearless.
Passing the sixteen steps, the wings behind Qin Xuan were slowly cracking, and the blood fell along the wings, dyeing gold and breaking the holy ladder.
Thirty-three steps, the Five Elements Profound Wing behind Qin Xuan, had already begun to disintegrate, and part of it was already disintegrating.
Evergreen Immortal's body is healing itself, but under such pressure, the speed of healing is almost slow to the extreme.
Qin Xuan was also extremely embarrassed, and the terrifying force of suppression caused the cracks in his body to continue to fill.
Had it not been for Qin Xuan's use of the Evergreen Art, coupled with the self-healing power of the Evergreen Immortal's body, he would have been seriously injured at this moment.
The road ahead is still far away, and no one knows how long this terrifying force of suppression will last.
At the fourth hundredth level, when Qin Xuan entered here, his entire body was faintly broken, and the five elements profound wings behind him disappeared in bursts.
This repressive force was hard to contend with Half-Holy, even Qin Xuan saw some bones.
These bones, everyone is a Tianjiao, stepping into this, is suppressed by this oppressive force.
This is true life and death, and if it cannot be sustained, there is only one dead end.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, stepping on his broken body, still moving forward.
At the four hundred and sixtieth level, a piece of flesh and blood on Qin Xuan's body had burst into nothingness, revealing the Heavenly Tribulation Bone and its internal organs protected by the longevity immortal element.
At the fifth-hundredth level, Qin Xuan was almost half a skeleton, and his body was shaken out without knowing how much flesh and blood.
Until Qin Xuan stepped into the 530th ladder, even he felt the limit, and the two immortals were faintly collapsed.
Qin Xuan was still moving forward, never backing away.
The five hundred and fiftieth step, as Qin Xuan's bloodless feet fell, the suppressive force around him suddenly disappeared.
Instead, it was endless darkness.
A black glow rushed into Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, isolating his body from Xian Nian.
In the darkness, Qin Xuan still didn't have the slightest fear on his face, he turned into an immortal mind and stood in the darkness.
"The power of suppression is nothing but this!"
He spoke indifferently, as if provoking Shengwei.
In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged.
"But so? What a crazy junior!"
The comer is like a holy, hiding in the mist, with only a black shadow outline.
In an instant, a holy might, like the pressure of the sky, swept towards Qin Xuan.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, a frightening light passed.
Immediately, there was a shock in his hand, and there was a fairy sword.
"A trivial saint, dare to show off in my knowledge!?"
Qin Xuan suddenly took a step forward, and his posture passed the mist in an instant.
Kill the saint with one sword!
boom!
The sea of ​​consciousness was shaking, and the mist of the holy aggregate exploded, revealing the body of the saint.
Although the sword made by Xian Nian was destroyed in Qin Xuan's hand, there was a strand of saint's hair in his hand.
This hair was transformed with sacred aggregates and sacred thoughts, but Qin Xuan forcibly cut a strand of it.
Even the saint seemed to be dull, he slowly turned around, his old face was almost unbelievable, and even more angry.
"You dare to do this!?"
Qin Xuan also turned around and looked at the old man quietly.
"Why don't you dare!?"
Sound and movement know the sea, like a saint.