Whoosh.
Breathing heavily, Zhao Jiuge looked at the figures that surpassed him one after another, but he still did not give up, nor did he continue to speed up his spiritual power to convey the power of the Sanskrit Holy Body.
Still persisting step by step, we are almost halfway there. Going fast now does not mean that we will go as fast in the end. What matters is who can have the last laugh.
At this time, the first place has already been replaced. Mu Zijun has already passed the 500th level, while the dimpled boy is barely close to the 500th level but already looks like he will run out of gas at any time. They are both in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and the gap is so big. It showed up.
Bai Zimo was still walking fast and leisurely behind Mu Zijun, ranking second. However, being arrogant, he had to admire Mu Zijun's cultivation, because no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with Mu Zijun. figure, and his spiritual power was constantly being lost, so he simply gave up the idea of catching up and followed unhurriedly, which also indirectly saved his own spiritual power.
Then there was the enchanting girl, walking on the stairs with a red face and a smile. She didn't feel any pressure at all, and she would look back at others from time to time.
There were seven or eight young men who had cultivated in the Spiritual Transformation Realm and gritted their teeth, resisting the oppression surrounding them and trying their best to catch up.
Then there was the figure of Zhao Jiuge and others who were on the third floor, hovering on the 300th floor. What Zhao Jiuge didn't expect was that Liu Yinger actually followed Cheng Fali and followed his footsteps. Luo Xie seemed to have recovered from the shock. , but Wang Wanwan still has that funny look. He is fat and sweats more than others. His clothes are all soaked, and there are water marks on every foot. He is panting, and the fat on his body is layer by layer. The layers of shaking were shaking, and even the eyes were submerged in the blood on the face as he gritted his teeth.
As for some of the people behind him, they were either unable to move due to the sense of oppression, or they couldn't hold on much longer if they were running out of gas. It was not worth Zhao Jiuge's time to waste his time watching.
Wu Tianshan and Xuantian Shura looked at the scene here in the distance and felt a little boring. Except for Mu Zijun's amazing explosion just now, there was no particularly attractive talent.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see anymore. Tell Coach Zhou that we don't want anyone below level 300 this time. The rest of the advanced ones will be given to the outer sects. If there are those who perform well or are talented, we will introduce them to the inner sect after three years." Otherwise, it would be better to wait for ten years." After saying this, Xuantian Shura flicked his sleeves and put his hands on his back, preparing to leave, with a little disappointment on his face.
It has been thirty years, and there is nothing special that can be carved out of the three apprenticeships. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was also worried about what Wu Tianshan said before, but he couldn't come out even more. If there is no one left in Xuantian Peak, I am afraid that after the generation of Wu Tianshan, no one will be able to inherit the position of headmaster, and it will fall into the hands of Xuanqi Peak and Xuanluo Peak.
Just when Wu Tianshan nodded slightly and opened his lips and teeth to say something, a burst of spiritual energy burst out that was even more sensational than Mu Zijun's just now.
Xuantian Shura, who was about to turn around for a moment, stopped in his tracks, his cold face filled with a dull expression.
I saw that Zhao Jiuge, who had stepped on the 400th floor, could no longer resist the feeling of oppression. All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart. He felt an indescribable soreness. Moreover, he was almost halfway through the journey. When the time came, a crazy look flashed in Zhao Jiuge's eyes.
"Ahhhh..."
He raised his head to the sky and screamed, as if he wanted to pour out the pain in his body. Then he raised his hands with difficulty and formed a mysterious hand seal. As the hand seal was waved, a little bit of light golden light came up.
No longer caring about conserving spiritual energy, the spiritual energy flowing in the body spurted out, rushing fiercely through the meridians, and the absorption of magic arts made the power of the Sanskrit Holy Body become stronger and stronger, and the surrounding body was no longer light golden. The spiritual light flashed, and finally it was as bright as dyed with a layer of glass, crystal clear.
Feeling the rise in Zhao Jiuge's overall aura and the sudden increase in spiritual power, the jade-white stone slab on the stairs seemed to be angry, and was suddenly filled with suction. Zhao Jiuge only felt that all the running spiritual energy seemed to be pulled out by the stone slab. .
"Ouch"
A majestic dragon roar suddenly sounded. The golden-patterned dragon that had been lurking in the body for many days felt the oppression around it and opened its eyes angrily. With a provocative look, it soared into Zhao Jiuge's body.
The power of the Sanskrit Holy Body was completely released. Although the spiritual power was constantly flowing away, there was no sense of oppression at all. The golden-patterned dragon in the body seemed to be competing with the weird stepped white jade slab at this moment. The two of them came and went. Fighting for it.
My whole body felt relaxed, and there was no pressure anymore, but my body was still full of soreness. There was a crackling sound in my body just now, because the pressure became more intense as the stairs went up.
But at this time, Zhao Jiuge was fully focused on the front and did not notice the changes in himself.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's entire body was shrouded in the middle of a Laughing Buddha, with a looming light and shadow sitting around him. The Laughing Buddha who sat cross-legged in his Dantian after formally practicing the Sanskrit Heart Sutra had peaceful holy light flowing all over his body.
This shocked everyone around. This kind of power was actually more domineering and powerful than Mu Zijun's Cang Mang Feitian Jue!
"Uncle Master, what kind of spell is this? It's extremely powerful, but I've never seen it before." Wu Tianshan looked shocked, and his words were filled with disbelief as he asked Xuantian Shura beside him.
Upon hearing this, Xuantian Shura's cold face was full of contemplation, his eyes were solemn, and his eyes shone brightly when he looked at Zhao Jiuge's figure.
"I don't know either. The Chinese dynasty is vast and rich in resources, and there are always some geniuses who create some mysterious magic arts. I have never seen this before. It seems that I made a mistake this time. Let's take a look." Xuan At this moment, Tian Shura saw Zhao Jiuge's interest and looked at Zhao Jiuge expectantly.
Zhao Jiuge's feet stepped on the steps one after another, with overwhelming force. There was no sense of oppression along the way. This speed shocked the three coaches and many young people who were training together. At this time, they were all dumbfounded as they watched Zhao Jiuge lift his elegant body. posture.
"Who is this person? How did his speed suddenly increase so quickly?"
"Oh my god, is this a disciple who has just entered the trial? His power is so extraordinary."
"Wow, so handsome."
"It actually surpassed the momentum of Bai Zimo and Mu Zijun."
For a time, no one could match Zhao Jiuge's limelight. Even those young men who had been unable to move due to the pressure of the steps did not care about the pain in their bones. Instead, they looked at Zhao Jiuge with admiration in their eyes and surprise on their faces. back view.
Bai Zimo felt something was wrong behind him. When he turned around and saw Zhao Jiuge's wild look, his face changed drastically. He could no longer care about following Mu Zijun hurriedly. He would be killed by Zhao Jiuge if he didn't speed up. After surpassing it, he quickly shook his hands and ran the method with his hand seals. Immediately, a white light shook around his body, and the same impressive aura flashed.
He was no longer in the mood to look at the movement behind him, and just focused on working hard to move forward. At this time, Bai Zimo had only one thought in his mind, that is, he must enter the Xuantian Sword Sect as the first!
Mu Zijun looked at this scene calmly on the surface, but was shocked in his heart, thinking how could this happen. He originally thought that with his talent and the cultivation of the Mu family's resources, coupled with the decline of Xuantian Sword Sect, he would be able to succeed. I thought I could stand out from the crowd and steadily enter the Xuantian Sword Sect and become the number one disciple of this generation. Now, not only did I have Bai Zimo, but there was also a dark horse, Zhao Jiuge!
Moreover, Mu Zijun clearly felt that there were a few auras in the crowd behind that were no less than his own, but they were just hidden by others and did not want to be so high-profile. Thinking of this, Mu Zijun's expression kept changing, and he marveled at how this session was going. With so many talented people emerging in large numbers, he stopped thinking about it and continued to climb forward with all his strength. However, he had passed more than 600 levels, even if he used the family's magic skills and the late stage spirit transformation realm. Even with a shallow spiritual power, it felt like it was teetering on the edge of collapse.
"interesting"
The enchanting girl Liwu smiled slightly and muttered to herself.
Then the hot figure and the exposed white and tender skin turned around lightly, and bursts of pink mist-like spiritual light suddenly spurted out, and plum blossom-shaped objects formed around the body, swirling and falling around the girl's body, and then Due to the movement of spiritual power, it continuously sprays out, swirls and falls, and so on.
Already sexy and charming, she was dressed voluptuously, and with the pink mist aura as a foil, she looked particularly charming for a moment, making some teenagers behind her salivate.
After he finished casting his spell, he immediately turned into an afterimage, and rushed forward lightly, walking side by side with Zhao Jiuge, and from time to time he turned his head to look at Zhao Jiuge.
A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Jiuge, which made Zhao Jiuge blush a little and felt quite embarrassed.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's delicate face with a shy blush, it made the enchanting girl smile. The half-width white ball exposed on her chest trembled, as if it was about to spurt out. Even Zhao Jiuge took advantage of the feeling. She swallowed inadvertently.
Zhao Jiuge deliberately speeded up, but found that no matter how fast, the enchanting girl seemed to be clinging to him, and always followed his pace easily and side by side. This made Zhao Jiuge feel horrified, thinking that this girl was probably no worse than The strength of Bai Zimo and Mu Zijun!
The enchanting girl seemed to be full of curiosity about Zhao Jiuge, and she was not angry when she saw Zhao Jiuge's appearance, she was still smiling.
The time has come to a head, and most of the people have been stuck on the corresponding ladder level, unable to move due to the sense of oppression. They just look at the excitement, watching the few outstanding figures in front of them. Performance.
At this time, Mu Zijun was on the 675th floor. He didn't look elegant at all. His face was pale, and he had obviously tried his best.
Bai Zimo, who was at level 638, had a look on his face with gnashed teeth, and his hair was stained with sweat and stuck tightly to his forehead. His eyes were full of stubbornness, as if he was unwilling to give in, forcing himself to move forward.
Zhao Jiuge and the enchanting girl have reached the 600th floor and are walking side by side. The 100th floor changes one by one. Just after reaching the 600th floor, Zhao Jiuge's face changed obviously because he found that even if the Sanskrit Holy Body was running at this time, he felt very obvious. Feeling of oppression, he looked at the enchanting girl next to him from the corner of his eye, as if nothing happened, and her face was as calm as water.