Feng Buping's face turned a little pale. Even entering this level for the second time was not that easy. Almost all the energy and blood in his body was scabbed on the body surface, and his breath was extremely disordered, short and urgent.
He has reached his limit.
His eyebrows were knitted together, his expression was quite ferocious, and the veins on his neck were bulging, making him look quite scary.
In comparison, it was much easier for Lin Yan, who had obtained the third Taoist platform.
After adjusting his breath, Feng Buping raised his feet again, surpassed his own limit, and headed towards the seventy-third level!
Lin Yan adapted to the breath of the three Taoist statues connected in his body, and opened his eyes, feeling the huge pressure on his body, and his breath was also quite rapid.
After adjusting his breath, Lin Yan also moved forward again, reaching the seventy-third level.
Feng Buping stepped onto the seventy-third step. His body was shaky and unstable. The huge pressure made it impossible for him to maintain his body shape.
At this level, the pressure on them is beyond what they can bear. To be able to persist to this level, they can only rely on their own endurance and perseverance.
Feng Buping looked at the top of the ladder not far away, his eyes almost blurred. He shook his head, and the scene in front gradually became clear.
He could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing in his body, his heavy, rapid breathing, and even shorter gasps.
He raised his foot again. When his right foot landed on the seventy-fourth step, blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth, and even from his ears and nostrils. His whole body's strength reached its peak.
Lin Yan glanced at Feng Buping. It was obvious that he had reached his limit. If he tried to be brave again, he might excessively damage his body. He would not die, but it would damage his Dao foundation and affect his future cultivation.
"Don't show off, or you'll hurt your roots, and the gains outweigh the losses. You can adjust and challenge again." Lin Yan reminded kindly.
Feng Buping was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "You win. However, I want to see which level you can reach. I want to see what the final reward will be!"
Lin Yan smiled and said: "Go all out."
Feng Buping smiled slightly and immediately jumped into the air, taking ten steps at a time to return to the bottom.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned. The genius of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, this...is he admitting defeat?
This means that the monk from the Lingxiao Celestial Sect is much stronger than the genius from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Otherwise, why has he not reached his limit yet?
Watching Feng Buping leave, Lin Yan took a deep breath. The surge of true energy in his body circulated like thunder in an instant, and a faint roar of a tiger came from his body.
Under full operation, Lin Yan's martial arts realm had a faint tendency to break through.
Under such high pressure and running his skills at full strength, Lin Yan could not completely suppress this urge for breakthrough.
Of course, in an environment surrounded by the general trend of heaven and earth, Lin Yan does not need to suppress his own realm. The environment he needs to break through cannot be more perfect than now.
A roaring sound came from Lin Yan's body. With this roaring sound, Lin Yan stepped on the seventh step again. As the pressure of the world increased again, an illusory tiger condensed around Lin Yan. Condensed in the air, lifelike, almost transformed into substance.
"He actually hides his strength!" Looking at this illusory tiger, a look of shock appeared on Feng Buping's face. He reached the seventy-fourth level. Although he could not use spells, he had tried his best, but he still suffered extremely. Despite serious internal injuries, Lin Yan still had reservations.
"There are talented people from generation to generation. Master is right. There are indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm." Feng Buping whispered. He had seen the scene of Lin Yan fighting against the monks. He didn't feel that he was inferior to him, or even He was arrogant and did not take Lin Yan seriously, but now Feng Buping had completely put away the arrogance in his heart.
When climbing the ladder, the competition is not about strength, but about their own foundation, endurance, perseverance, and tenacious Taoism.
Even if it does not represent strength, it still represents the other party's potential and heritage.
As the phantom of the tiger condensed in the sky became more and more real, Lin Yan stepped onto two steps in succession and stopped at the seventy-seventh step. At the same time, the martial arts aura around Lin Yan had condensed to the extreme.
Lin Yan did not move forward again, but closed his eyes. His martial arts mind extended, and the endless energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions. Suddenly the clouds moved in all directions, and the entire ladder to the sky was surging again.
"What's going on? Is someone about to break through?" Yu Qilin frowned slightly. Although he didn't notice the looming mana fluctuations during the breakthrough, the situation in front of him was obviously because someone had reached the critical point of the realm and was about to break through.
Ling Hanyue seemed to have thought of something. She stared at Lin Yan dumbfounded and said, "It's him!"
"Impossible!" Yu Qilin said with a pale face, "Are you kidding me? That guy just broke through to the third level of the pneumatic stage, how could he break through again in such a short period of time..."
When he saw that the center of the turbulence was Lin Yan, he was immediately speechless!
Is this trying to break through a small realm? Breaking through two levels in a row?
While everyone was guessing, only Dugu Cheng knew that Lin Yan's martial arts cultivation was about to break through to the sixth level of Xiantian.
The general trend of heaven and earth is gathered around him. Lin Yan only needs to use his martial arts thoughts, and the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth will continue to gather. Just like the gathering array, in just less than twenty breaths, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth will be extremely dense. , almost liquefied.
Lin Yan raised his hand and made a few seals. His martial arts mind gathered the vitality of heaven and earth in the void, and outlined some strange runes.
That is the power of eclipse!
Those Eclipse Inscriptions are the ones that Lin Yan has concluded are most suitable for imprinting on the innate realm, so that they can maximize their own potential.
Lin Yan imprinted several eclipses into his body to suppress the aura in his body. For a moment, the power of qi and blood, the qi of life, and the qi of death were all formed into rotations and initially combined with the qi flowing in their respective fields. When they were together, a vaguely regular low voice sounded for a while, like a Buddha chanting sutras.
That was the sound of the great avenue outlined by the power of eclipse, which was consolidating Lin Yan's body.
Under the pressure of the surrounding world and the general trend of the world, integrating these etched inscriptions, the etched inscriptions that Lin Yan had roughly imprinted were solidified, and the negative effects caused by them disappeared. They were completely formed, and the energy of life and death, and the power of qi and blood increased by 10%. Big cut.
Various breaths circulate in the body and blend with each other to form a perfect whole.
Lin Yan's breath also broke through from the peak of the innate world to the sixth level of the innate world with a roar. The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth rippled like a sea tide. Even the monks under the ladder to heaven felt a wave that made them An extremely uncomfortable aura came towards them, and they were unable to sense the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a moment.
This frightened them, and some even broke out of their healing state and looked around with some fear.
Wave after wave of heaven and earth vitality poured into Lin Yan's body. Lin Yan's body seemed to be a huge sponge. A whale sucked a cow's drink and absorbed a sufficient amount of true energy. Under the operation of the Tiger Roar Technique, all the energy was poured into Lin Yan's body. It was transformed into the true energy of the Tiger Roar Jue.
"Ah..." Lin Yan looked up to the sky and roared with astonishing momentum, forming a strong wind that swept across the entire fourth level of space.
Accompanied by this long roar, Lin Yan stepped forward, his speed increasing faintly. He took three steps in a row and reached the eightieth level.
It's only one step away from the top.
Lin Yan's body suddenly sank, and the general trend of the world turned into a huge mountain, falling from the sky and pressing on Lin Yan. It was clearly visible, as if it was a real mountain!
"The final stage of the trial is as different from the trials of other levels as clouds and mud!" Feng Buping widened his eyes and looked at the giant mountain in the sky, which was two hundred feet high.
Lin Yan gasped for air, feeling that this huge mountain was so heavy that it was about to collapse him.
His physical strength alone weighs tens of millions of kilograms. If combined with his true energy, this figure would be even higher. But now he can barely lift his body under this giant mountain.
Lin Yan used various martial arts techniques, and his strength increased a lot again. He directly lifted the giant mountain and walked upright.
"He was carried on his back? He didn't fall down?" Everyone was surprised.
"This is not a real mountain. The weight is very different. However, it is also very tyrannical." Feng Buping said. He used his spiritual sense to detect that this huge mountain is extremely terrifying. Although it is not a real mountain, there is a weight difference, but The weight is also an astronomical figure, and it is amazing to be able to carry it on your back.
If you want to carry this mountain on your back, you may not even need a monk at the peak of the pneumatic stage. You need to be at a higher level to cast powerful spells.
"He has already stepped into the field of foundation building. He may not be as good as a real foundation building monk, but at least he has reached this level." Feng Buping said in a condensed voice. This is a trial for monks at the pneumatic stage. Naturally, there is no real foundation building. The advent of foundation-stage monks means that the top geniuses in ancient times may really be able to reach this level, comparable to today's foundation-stage monks, and they are not even afraid of Taoist suppression.
Such a person may not even be called the genius of ancient times. He is a person who is even more amazing and brilliant. He is absolutely invincible within a realm and can only be matched and suppressed by opponents who are equally talented and stunning.
That was the glorious golden age. Compared with that era, this era was too simple, and the so-called geniuses were too ordinary. In ancient times, they would have been lost to everyone.
However, this is the influence of the world, not because of personal talent. If today's geniuses practice ancient methods, they may not be weak. It can only be said that the world of immortality has weakened, affecting everyone.
Carrying the mountain on his back, Lin Yan let out a breath, and all kinds of breaths in his body turned into the most perfect cycle, providing a powerful source of power and operating according to martial arts methods.
He raised his feet tremblingly and stepped on the eighty-first step. At this moment, all the pressure in the world disappeared in an instant. Lin Yan almost fell due to excessive exertion. Fortunately, he had amazing control. , and then he could barely stabilize his body.
"Boarded..."
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