Hunyuan Universe, at the foot of Shenyi Mountain.
A group of elders stared at the thin figure slowly moving forward, afraid of missing a little detail, and some elders kept muttering to themselves, comforting themselves.
"No, I think too much, it must be that I think too much, then Yang Fan is no matter how enchanting, that is, a high-level Chaos God..."
The seventh pass of Shenyi Mountain, that is, not all of them, the top Chaos God King stage elders, can step through this pass, stop at the sixth pass of Shenyi Mountain, and the last nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine light-year elders, It's not one or two anymore.
If this is surpassed by such a high-level Chaos God like Yang Fan, where should their old faces be put.
Time passed day by day, quickly, and another hundred years passed.
Yang Fan has passed 990,000 light-years from Shenyi Mountain, and is only 9999 light-years away from the seventh pass.
However, Yang Fan's steps were still steady, except that the speed was slightly slowed down, from one step per second to two seconds, there was almost no change, obviously not reaching the limit of his will.
"Hiss... It's been nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine light years, and its speed has hardly changed. This sixth level seems to be unable to stop this monster... "Many elders For a while, there was a deep sense of frustration in my heart, no more talent than this monster, and now, even the will was defeated by Yang Fan.
One by one, they really lived so many eras in vain.
Two years later.
A surprise flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The sixth level of Shenyi Mountain was passed, and the 10 billion Dao Palace contribution value was successfully credited. If the previous five levels were counted, it would be 1010101010101 Dao Palace contribution value.
Coupled with the 244,264,666,666 contribution points obtained by the Hunyuan God Tower on Illusory God Island before, he has 10,340,400 in his hand. With a contribution value of 1,346,767, all exchanged for Yuan Yuanjing, Yang Fan has at least five levels of assurance, which can enable him to smoothly promote to the top Chaos God.
It's just a breakthrough like this, but the risk is a little too big.
There are not enough resources to stabilize the cultivation base, and it takes a lot of time to build up the foundation.
One is not good, it is impossible to say that it is impossible to fall back to a high-level Chaos God.
It is too early to say this, no hurry, this seat is not hurry, Shenyi Mountain still has the seventh and eighth levels.
Compared with the previous levels, these last two levels are the real big heads.
Not to mention the climb to the top of Shenyi Mountain, the seventh level alone is the one trillion Dao Gong contribution value, enough for him to smoothly promote to the intermediate Chaos God.
Next second...
Yang Fan moved on and moved on.
Five thousand years later.
The seventh pass of Shenyi Mountain, more than half succeeded.
Yang Fan's speed did not change much.
"This... This... Isn't it, His Royal Highness Yang Fan is going to hit the last level?"
The elders swallowed hard, their eyes bulged, like fish eyes.
Although the strength of their will is not absolutely related to their cultivation strength, since the birth of Shenyi Mountain, no one has ever set foot on the eighth pass of Shenyi Mountain under the God of Chaos, even those great avenues. The supreme, also after being promoted to the god queen, has just successfully ascended the Shenyi Mountain above nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine light-years.
Not to mention that Yang Fan is such a high-level Chaos God.
Life and death training can continuously improve a person's will, but it also has a limit, not an infinite improvement.
For example, an ordinary person who doesn't understand any cultivation way, no matter how firm the will, can be comparable to some martial arts masters, Wuhou is the limit.
As far as pain is concerned, thousands of knives will be cut, and death will be executed very late. As far as the worldly mortals are concerned, that is pain that ordinary people cannot tolerate, but for monks, especially those powerful monks, it is nothing, the body collapses. Destroying and recasting are all commonplace things, and the bite of a mosquito is not much stronger than that of a mere mosquito.
Another five thousand years have passed.
Yang Fan was nine million light-years away from Shenyi Mountain.
But at this moment, Yang Fan also lost his former calmness, with a faint dignity on his face, and his pace was more than ten times slower.
The power of will that enveloped Yang Fan's body was enough to make most advanced Chaos God Kings difficult.
Yang Fan set foot on the Shenyi Mountain for 30,000 years.
"Tick~~~Tick~~~Tick~~~"
The big beads of sweat kept ticking down from above Yang Fan's forehead.
"It seems that this seat is really too high for oneself. I'm only now where I am not even halfway up the Shenyi Mountain. I still want to reach the top?" Yang Fan's mouth swept across his mouth with a touch of self-deprecating, cruel reality, but to He took a lesson in his life. For nearly 20,000 years, he only climbed 928,569 light-years again. The seventh pass is still 71,430. The place of light years, let alone the top of Shenyi Mountain.
But at this time, he has a faint sense of reaching the limit.
If this continues, whether or not he can reach the eighth level of Shenyi Mountain is a big unknown.
"It's only 30,000 light-years away, hiss...His Royal Highness Yang Fan...he...he...he's still going...could it be...could it be that... Is he really able to set foot on the eighth level? "Many elders have begun to shake their hearts, and their hearts are already a little numb. Monsters are monsters. How can they be compared to ordinary people.
In the last 30,000 light-years of the seventh pass, among the elders of them, who could set foot in this section, none of the ten people could be found.
The will of most of the elders has been surpassed by Yang Fan.
"It's been 9.9 million light-years. Perhaps His Royal Highness Yang Fan can really create a miracle and become the first person in my Hunyuan Taoist Palace to set foot on the eighth pass of Shenyi Mountain with the god of chaos." , The mentality of the elders changed, and there was a touch of expectation in their eyes, expecting Yang Fan to create another miracle.
People must be self-aware, how can ordinary people like them be compared with enchanting monsters like Yang Fan.
This is purely unpleasant to find myself again.
Besides, the more enchanting Yang Fan, the greater the benefits they can reap in the future.
If you can surpass their ancestor, Hunyuan Daozu, it would be best.
Chaos is vast and infinite, it is not infinite for a peak power like Hunyuan Dao Palace, as far as ordinary big powers are concerned.
The internal resources also have their limits. If Yang Fan can be comparable to, or even surpass, the ancestor master, then, under the leadership of the two great powers, he will be able to win more resources for their Hunyuan Taoist Palace, even if it is. It's not impossible to just flip through it.
Yang Fan has set foot on the Shenyi Mountain for 300,000 years.
There was a touch of regret and disappointment on the faces of all the elders. Hey, if it failed, His Highness Yang Fan still failed.
Three hundred light-years away, just three hundred light-years away.
But Yang Fan, obviously has reached his limit.
Although he was still moving forward, every step he took had to be intermittent for a quarter of an hour, and the distance that he took was also greatly shortened. At the beginning, every step Yang Fan took was in the land of a million miles. But now, it can be over a hundred miles, shortened ten thousand times.
Shenyi Mountain is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred light-years away.
Yang Fan was panting heavily, his straight spine almost began to bend, his waist hunched.
It's like a mundane old man who stepped into the door of a ghost.
But his eyes were full of unwillingness.
Nine light-years away, just nine light-years away, he can successfully break through the seventh level.
However, his legs seem to be filled with lead, and it is difficult to even take a step forward, let alone climbing nine light years.
"Does this seat really want to stop here? No... this seat is not reconciled, not reconciled..."
"Hey, it's been a day. His Royal Highness Yang Fan has never moved forward. It seems that it has reached its limit... Nine light-years, which is only nine light-years away. What a pity! His Royal Highness Yang Fan, really What a pity!"