Hundreds of cultivators in the divine realm, since they entered the place of origin, they scattered in a flash, looking for the possible opportunity.

However, after most of the search, almost everyone found nothing, and finally came to the range surrounded by the Six Path World Pillars.

Looking at the looming palace in the sky, almost everyone was greedy, but no one dared to act rashly.

"How could there be nothing in this place of origin!" The cultivator of the God King said with a bad look.

In one sentence, everyone's voice was expressed.

There is nothing else here except the power of the source of chaos everywhere. But although that kind of thing is important to them, no one can take it away unless they have been in seclusion here and try to refine it as much as possible.

Transform into the body.

"The Lord of Ice Soul came here back then. Even if there are good things, it is not our turn." Another person said.

"Now, in this place of origin, there is probably only the palace in the sky that has not been found." The cultivator of the One God King looked faint and looked at the High-altitude Floating Life Palace with a greedy look.

"I think that the legendary thing is in that palace!" said another god king.

With a word, almost everyone's emotions rose a little more.

In fact, why do he need to say that whoever is present will not be able to guess? But even if you know something clearly, it will play a very different role in saying it out of it or not.

However, although this group of people were all itchy and coveted the looming palace, no one dared to be the first to be the first. The reason was that it was an indescribable mental oppression, which was in the public.

When they look at the palace, they will suddenly invade them. Even those cultivators of the gods cannot suppress that inexplicable sense of oppression. The more they deliberately suppress it, the more they will develop an inexplicable palpitations!

Among the crowd, some people gradually frowned. Compared to when everyone first came here, the hundreds of people were much quieter at this time.

......

Inside the Hall of Fusheng.

Looking at the situation in the land of origin in the projection, Bing Chen sneered.

"A group of cowards were actually cowardly at the critical moment. They all ran to the place of origin and didn't dare to rush up." Bingchen sarcastically.

Although he had been waiting for so long, Bingchen was not worried. He believed that the rationality of those people would be devoured by the greed in his heart in the end.

"What are they afraid of?" Bing Xin asked suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Bingchen smiled and said, "Fearing the endless wishes left by countless creatures over the years of Fusheng Realm. Fearing the mental oppression brought to them by the entire Fusheng Realm."

Bing Xin was secretly shocked.

"If they really come here, how will you deal with it?" Bing Xin asked.

I have wanted to ask this question since Bing Xin first came here, but I always felt that the timing was wrong.

Bingchen grinned and said, "They can't come up!"

......

He hesitated for a long time and struggled for a long time until a figure suddenly soared into the sky.

"Xuan Chong!"

Seeing the man, several low shouts came from below.

Seeing that the man was getting closer to the high-altitude palace, a few more people gritted their teeth and soared into the sky. Without exception, they were all at the peak of the God King.

A stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and with the lead of several god kings, behind them, the twenty or so god kings were also brave and soared into the sky.

Immediately after that group of gods, there were hundreds of virtual gods.

In just a few dozen breaths, hundreds of cultivators who entered the origin of the land still remained on the ground, but there were only a dozen people.

Seeing that the group of people finally couldn't help but smile towards the Fusheng Hall, Bingchen couldn't help but grin.

"The show has begun!" Bingchen grinned.

While speaking, Bing Chen had already made a gesture. As he made several magic seals into the void, another picture appeared in the air of the Fusheng Hall.

Everyone stopped in front of the floating ladder.

Looking at the stone staircase that was only 99 steps, everyone frowned.

The inexplicable mental oppression and even palpitations became even stronger when they came to this stone staircase.

"Hmph! I don't believe it anymore. A mere sixth-level world can have an existence that threatens me!"

It was also the Xuan Chong, who was the first to rush to the Fusheng Hall before, shouted softly, and gritted his teeth and stepped onto the first step of the Fusheng Hall.

A muffled groan suddenly came from Xuan Chong, and he was unstable and fell to the ground. Then he felt like he had endured a heavy weight of tens of millions of pounds, and his whole body was lying on the stone stairs. His bones creaked,

In just a moment, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

"Elder!"

In the crowd, dozens of people changed their faces and exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing this scene, many people subconsciously took a few steps back, all of whom were shocked.

"What power is so terrifying!"

In the Fusheng Hall, Bing Xin was also shocked and asked subconsciously.

Xuan Chong, she has had many dealings, and she is a powerful man in the peak of the old God King. It can be said that at the Divine Lord Realm, she has few opponents. Even Bing Xin herself will not see her without using the formation.

It must be his opponent. He can suppress Xuan Chong with one blow, and he has no room for resistance, at least at the mid-stage level of the God Lord!

"The wishes of all living beings, the power of all living beings!" Bingchen grinned.

Upon hearing this, Bing Xin was secretly shocked again.

"I also claim to be the first person below the God of Xuanhe Divine Sect. I was suppressed so much that I vomited blood with this little oppression. It seems that the Xuanhe Divine Sect is not very good." Bing Chen mocked.

When Bing Xin heard this, she really wanted Bai Bingchen to have a look.

"Sister Sister, don't believe it. The power of oppression is actually not as powerful as you imagined. It is just a change based on the cultivator's cultivation, and it is only a great level higher than the cultivator's own cultivation." Bing Chen said.

When Bing Xin heard this, she couldn't help but give Bing Chen a blank look.

"It is only a great level higher than the level of cultivator's cultivation!"

Bingchen dares to say it thanks to his fault.

Xuan Chong is already the peak of the God King, and is one of the great realms. Isn’t that the peak of the God Lord? He is the most powerful man in the Fusheng Realm, and there are not many people in the Fusheng Realm. Don’t talk about Xuan Chong.

Even in the early stage of the God Lord, when facing the oppression of a strong man in that realm, he could not raise much power of resistance.

In fact, Bing Xin could think about why Bing Chen said this, it was nothing more than that when he was climbing the floating ladder, the pressure he had endured was only the peak of the Void God. But it was also higher than a great realm, but that was in it.

Can the pressure you are under compare?

If you have never faced the God Lord, how can you truly understand the horror of the God Lord!

......

After lying on the floating ladder for a long time, Xuan Chong finally took a breath.

The strong pressure before made him feel like he was suppressed by a powerful God-Emperor, and he had no room for resistance at all. I thought he was doomed, but at the critical moment, the pressure faded away like a tide.

, in just a moment there was almost nothing left.

Even so, the feeling of dying palpitations he felt just now still remained his mind, making him feel afraid, and he couldn't help but tremble all over for a while.

As he struggled to get up, Xuan Chong trembled with his body that was about to fall apart, as if he was suffering a heavy weight of thousands of pounds, he made an extremely painful and difficult expression, and trembled onto the second step.

"Elder, come back quickly, don't force it!"

"Master, don't force me, come back quickly!"

"Elder, don't force it, go back and make a long-term plan!"

......

On the side of Xuanhe Shenzong, the twenty or thirty people were extremely nervous, and almost all of them were persuading Xuan Chong to retreat from the ladder of life.

However, Xuan Chong ignored the shouts of those people. He just lost consciousness and climbed up step by step.

Every step, it was trembling. Every step seemed to be under endless pressure. It looked extremely painful and almost fell down again several times. Even as he passed, he would leave a drop or two overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Bloodstains.

"This old ghost Xuan Chong is really desperate!"

"Although I can't stand this old ghost, I have to say that his desperate attitude made me feel a little impressed."

"Hmph! Admiration? I dare to conclude that the old ghost Xuan Chong cannot get out of the tenth level!"

"What should I do? Even Senior Xuan Chong climbed this ladder so hard. It seems that the Fusheng Jue is really out of reach for us."

"Wait, when the God Lord arrives, perhaps only the God Lord can climb to the Palace of Floating Life."

......

There are many different opinions under the Floating Life Ladder. Of course, except for the people from Xuanhe Shenzong, almost all the rest are sarcastic sarcasm.

However, on the ladder of floating life, when he heard the ridicule of the people behind him, Xuan Chong's trembling face showed a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Old guy, it's so shameless. No one from the Xuanhe Shenzong wants to be shameless." In the Fusheng Hall, looking at the projection, Xuan Chong's figure who was extremely painful and difficult, climbing the floating life ladder, Bingchen

I couldn't help but curse.
To be continued...