"Brother, shall we go?"
Wu Tian looked hopeful.
"go."
But Luo Hu's next words made Wu Tiangang's heart drop again: "You don't have to go."
"Why?!" Wu Tian was a little angry.
"You can't go up." Luo Hu said calmly, he was stating a fact.
Wu Tian was a little discouraged, but he still had a trace of fantasy and said: "Isn't there a big brother?"
Wu Tian had a shy face, but Luo Hu shook his head and said no.
Wu Tian also became stubborn, "Then I will go too, even if I just take a look from a distance, I will go!"
Wu Tian's eyes lit up as he said this, because he had found a direction to fight again.
Luo Hu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
When they rushed to Buzhou Mountain, the Taoist priests from Yujing Mountain also left Yujing Mountain.
The Taoist arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain first, in the southeast of Buzhou Mountain.
Wu Tian and the others were one step behind and arrived at the northwest of Buzhou Mountain.
Tens of thousands of miles away from Buzhou Mountain, Luo Hu left Wu Tian and strode towards Buzhou Mountain. He disappeared from Wu Tian's eyes in a few steps without leaving a word.
Wu Tian felt that something was wrong with his elder brother, but he did not dare to ask.
Wu Tian stood in the vast snow. He only knew the general direction of Buzhou Mountain.
It's ice and snow, the road ahead is completely white, and there's a pressure that makes people unable to resist.
Colder than the cold wind, more vast than the snow, boundless, filling the universe.
Wu Tian only had one feeling, insignificance, his own insignificance.
The earthworm shakes the tree, at least it can walk to the tree, but he can't even see the tree.
"Now that I'm here, I have to go take a look, even if I just take a look from a distance and get a general outline."
Wu Tian faced the wind and snow, and faced the pressure of the boundless vastness, and moved forward step by step with difficulty.
Two lines of crooked footprints were left behind, getting deeper and deeper, indicating that he was walking more and more laboriously.
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Wu Tian looked up from time to time and looked ahead, then lowered his head and hurried on with all his strength.
He never looked back, just like when he was trekking on the Taiyin Avenue that year, he made a decision and never looked back.
When he was heading towards Buzhou Mountain, Luohu from the northwest of Buzhou Mountain and Taoist from the southeast of Buzhou Mountain were also climbing. The pressure they faced was almost real. Wu Tian could not even imagine it, but they seemed to be very relaxed and fast. Not slow.
Almost every step is dozens of feet.
One is in the northwest, the other is in the southeast, separated by a Buzhou Mountain, the two are competing.
Or let’s talk about the level of Taoism.
This is how the first battle between Tao and Demon, the ratio between East and West, began.
Pangu is the proof, and Buzhou is the seal.
For the first time, someone was climbing Mount Buzhou.
Whoever comes first will naturally overwhelm the opponent.
There are also momentum, luck, all intangible but important things.
The first person to climb Mount Buzhou will surely receive gifts from Heaven and Earth.
When they arrived at Buzhou Mountain, they all knew it.
Therefore, even the arrogant Demon Ancestor and the Tao Ancestor who looked down upon everything were eager to win.
Different from their heavy lifting, Wu Tianze actually lifts his weight lightly.
Heavy pressure not only pressed on him, but also on his heart, and each one was heavier than the other.
He has reached a point where he is struggling to move forward. Every time he takes a step forward, his heart beats like a drum and his two limbs fight.
The operation of the 'Immortality Art' in his body also stagnated, like a child who feels like he can't push the ball anymore.
As for his soul, his hands were turned toward the sky, as if he were holding an invisible mountain.
Exhausted physically and mentally, Wu Tian finally sat down on the ground and gasped for air. He felt like he was suffocating.
All magical powers are useless here, not even the Luoyu robe is of any use, because this is the pressure of Pangu, the final will of the founder of this world.
Mighty, firm, fearless, domineering, unyielding, strong, eternal, immovable, strong, great, and even great.
This is the last protection of the world by the founder of this world, guarding Buzhou Mountain and stationed between heaven and earth.
This was his last wish and the final expression of his will.
"No wonder...huhu...no wonder Brother Panwang said...huhu...there's no way...you can't get close at all..." Wu Tian gasped for air.
"Brother...said...said I can't go up...Huhu...it seems...it seems...you are still being polite...Huhu..."
Where can't he go up? You can't see it at all!
Feeling unable to get up again, Wu Tian had the idea of giving up for the first time.
Although he was unwilling to accept it, he really couldn't bear the thought of dissatisfaction in the face of the mighty power of heaven and earth.
What's more, he really didn't have the strength.
"strength?"
Wu Tian thought of something.
He took out a bottle.
He felt he could hold on for a while.
