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Chapter 337: The Hundred Orders

"According to the degree you showed before, if you want to deal with these two people, it would be not too difficult, so why didn't you do it directly? It was like killing the two Baiqiao Pavilion monks and killed them at once! They set up magic circles, clearly intending to intercept us and others later!" The female cultivator in black dress asked with some confusion.

"Kill them? The fellow Taoist thought was a bit simple. Although I had some advantages, only a strange move could lead to victory. When they saw that the spiritual weapon could not catch up with me, wouldn't they defend with all their strength? To break through the defenses set up by two mid-stage foundation-building monks, fellow Taoist thought it would take me? Fellow Taoist had a three-day limit! How could he waste time on them? It would be better to let them retreat when they see the difficulties!" Han Ming glanced at the thrilling face of the girl in the black dress and explained a few more words involuntarily.

What Han Ming said made the girl in black dress ponder. After a moment, there was a hint of appreciation in her eyes when she looked at Han Ming. The Han surname was quite conscious and unintentional. She immediately noticed that Han Ming glanced at her face intentionally or unintentionally. The look of admiration for Han Ming disappeared without a trace. The Han surname was as lustful as an ordinary male cultivator!

Two days later.

On the 9993rd floor of the ladder to the sky, Han Ming sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to restore his magic power, while the girl in black dress sat next to him, grabbed his arm with one hand, and used him to resist the terrifying gravity around him!

After a while, Han Ming opened his eyes slightly, looked up at the steps above, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but remember the scene of reaching 2,900 floors yesterday!

Yesterday, when he climbed 2,900 floors, he found that the ladder to heaven was only 100 floors, and each floor was no longer as wide as before, but became an ordinary step size, which was a width that could quickly go out in two or three steps.

But it is this hundred-story ladder that blocks all the top disciples who have arrived here in the five sects. One is the middle stage of the foundation building, one is the early stage of the foundation building, one is the late stage of the foundation building, one is the late stage of the nine formation sect, and one is the middle stage of the foundation building, and the Xingxing Sect is the late stage of the foundation building!

Most of the monks who arrived here earlier were trapped within the last 100th level fifty levels, and one of the foundation-building stages of Wanjianmen reached the eighty level in the early stage.

Han Ming tried it first, and the mysterious magnetic gravity that oppressed the stagnant disciples of the sects still had no effect on him. He stepped on the last hundred stone stairs as if walking on an ordinary stone stair!

However, after pulling the girl in the black skirt and walking for about ten floors, Han Ming suddenly felt a strange spiritual power drilling directly into his body from the stone staircase under his feet, and then a heart-wrenching pain hit his heart!

Han Ming immediately sat down cross-legged and explored the spiritual power in detail, but it was revealed that this spiritual power was actually a mixture of pure body spiritual light and the light golden mist, and the concentration was far beyond what he had been in contact with before.

This mixed spiritual power circulated along the meridians in its body and gradually melted into its body, as if it had never appeared!

After the mixed spiritual power disappeared, Han Ming immediately checked it down, trying to check if there were any abnormal changes in his body, but it turned out that strands of gold began to faintly reveal from his flesh and blood, and the gold on the skeleton of his body was getting darker and darker.

Apart from feeling stronger and harder, Han Ming didn't feel any other discomfort!

After thinking for a while, he looked at the girl in the black dress on the edge. Han Ming knew that three days were coming and there was no time to look back. Then he made up his mind and continued to walk upwards. Anyway, he had no discomfort and should not have any life worries.

After that, Han Ming began to walk up step by step. When he walked about ten steps, a spiritual power that was more pure than before penetrated into his body from the stone stairs. A heart-wrenching pain made Han Ming pause again.

Han Ming immediately sat down cross-legged and let the spiritual power merge into his flesh and blood bones. But the result was as before. Except for the firmness of flesh and blood, the bones were a little harder, he still did not change at all!

Later, the frequency of the pure body spiritual light and light golden mist appeared began to increase greatly. Han Ming stopped after taking a few steps and sat down to refine the spiritual power.

Compared to before

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Han Ming's degree has dropped significantly, but compared to several other monks in the four sects, his degree can be described as horror!

Other monks rest step by step. They must wait until they have fully adapted to a certain layer of gravity on the stone stairs before they can lift their magic power to step up to a higher level. None of them can do this like Han Ming. They climbed several steps in a row. After climbing, just sit cross-legged and rest for a while, and the dragon spirit and tiger climbed several levels in a row.

Seeing Han Ming holding the female cultivators in black dress coming from behind and leaving them behind, these four sects were anxious. According to this, it must be that the green man in the mask and the female cultivator named Que would first climb to the top of the ladder and enter the deepest part of the entire giant palace!

Among the four cultivators, the Wanjian Sect is the most urgent. Originally, their leader, the junior brother of Jianshu, was far ahead of other cultivators, but these two people emerged, and they are coming from behind, and now they are catching up with Jianshu and have passed him!

The mid-stage foundation-building monk from Wanjian Sect looked at Han Ming and the girl in black dress sitting cross-legged on the ground, and wished he could immediately release a flying sword and poke Han Ming and the female cultivator in black dress to death. However, the gravity of the last hundred steps of the stone stairs had reached an extremely terrifying level, and it was particularly targeted at magical tools, spiritual weapons, and attack talismans. His flying sword was probably not released and he fell to the ground directly!

"Hey, have you rested? The person from Wanjian Sect behind him used some powerful talismans, but he rushed up to level 7 or 8 in succession, and has already chased us. Hurry up!" The female cultivator in black dress pulled Han Ming's sleeve and said in a low voice.

Han Ming glanced at Jian Tu outside the steps behind him, but ignored him. Instead, he took a deep breath and said to the girl in the black dress next to him: "Okay, it's the same, you step first!"

"Yes!" The girl in black dress pulled Han Ming's arm and took a step forward, stepping from the 9993rd floor to the 9994th floor, which seemed extremely relaxed, as if she was stepping on an ordinary ladder!

Han Ming raised his anger and stepped on the girl in black dress, but he immediately let out a muffled groan, with an extremely painful expression on his face, and his feet became soft. If the girl in black dress was not holding her, he would have kneeled down to the ground!

In the last few levels, the purity of the spiritual power has reached a terrifying level. Han Ming felt that the pure body spiritual light contained in this layer of spiritual power alone was the amount of pure body spiritual light absorbed by fifty or sixty disciples outside.

"Are you okay? Why are I fine? You have nothing to do? You feel so uncomfortable every step you take? Are you pretending to be lying to me?" The girl in black dress whispered in Han Ming's ear.

Han Ming's body was now in a severe pain, so he had no time to pay attention to her. He just glanced at her and continued to meditate and regulate his breathing, allowing the spiritual power to melt into the flesh and blood, otherwise his body would be burst.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Ming slowly stood up and said to the girl in black dress beside him: "Let's go up as usual!"

"Oh." The girl in black dress raised her feet and stepped on her easily.

"It's a pity that Mr. Hua's Ma Fei San is useless!" Han Ming sighed slightly in his heart, then stepped on it. He whispered again and almost knelt on the ground!

Looking at Han Ming and the girl in black dress walking up the floor, Jian Tu who was following behind him had an inexplicable look in his eyes. He spent a talisman given by his master to follow him here and was not too far behind. But these two people were fine. They didn't have to rest for a long time and went up to another floor. Don't they need to restore their magic power?

Jian Tu was still a little convinced that girl in black dress, because he knew the origin of this girl in black dress, and her status was higher than that of him, so it was barely acceptable to be able to step on easily!

Every step of a girl in a black dress is extremely relaxed, while every step of a green man in a mask is extremely difficult. A discerning person can see at a glance that the green man in a mask is based on the ability of a girl in a black dress.

But in this way, with the help of others, the green man in masks stopped step by step, which seemed extremely painful. It shows that his qualifications and weak abilities, such a inferior person could run ahead of him. This is what Jian Tu really couldn't accept!
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