I have inherited the supreme Taoism

Chen Xuan rushed to catch up, and he caught up with him in the blink of an eye. The illusions that appeared along the way could not shake his pace.

Qi Hu heard the footsteps behind him, looked back, turned his head back with an indifferent expression, and stepped forward.

Chen Xuan stood on the stone steps and looked up. Only the last nine steps were left. Without thinking much, he stepped up.

boom!

Strong pressure came like a tide, like a mountain pressing down on his back. His legs could not stop shaking, as if he was about to fall at any time, and the clothes behind his back were soaked with sweat.

Chen Xuan took another step forward, and the pressure on his back suddenly increased, making his bones creak. He wanted to use his spiritual power and his third-turn golden body to resist.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan's body froze, and his expression changed drastically. Under his own induction, there was no trace of spiritual power in his body, and his body was extremely weak. It was as if he had returned to half a year ago and became a mortal without any cultivation. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He hesitated a little, shook his head after a moment, woke up, and moved his body to climb up.

Under great pressure, Chen Xuan stepped on the seventh stone step, and finally stood on the same stone step as Qi Hu. Qi Hu was a little dissatisfied, "Bastard, are you worthy of standing with me? Do you know Do you know that I have worked hard?" He punched Chen Xuan.

Under the huge pressure, Qi Hu punched very slowly. Chen Xuan's body was suppressed and could not move, but he was not outdone and did not dodge at all. He punched back, "Climbing a few stone stairs is called hard work? What's more? If hard work pays off, why do you need a genius? Look at you, you are already in your forties and you are already at this level. You are living like a dog at such a young age. Are you a waste?"

Qi Hu's face turned red when he heard this, and he hit him angrily.

In this way, the two people did not go up the stone steps, and began to fight each other with fists and kicks, and cursed each other. At this time, a bright light burst out from the top floor, separating the two people, and a figure emerged, with golden light shining through the whole body, making it difficult to see the person. Face.

A majestic voice came out, "Why don't you make loud noises, fight with fists and kicks on the Tongtian Road, and disturb me? Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy? Maybe I can let you visit the Holy Palace once, accept you as a slave, and have a chance to become a king in the future. If you don’t obey, your body will be shattered in the next journey.”

Chen Xuan spat, "Bah! Who do you think you are? You want me to plead guilty? This is your family's business. Are you so lenient?"

This scolding made the figure seem a little angry, but he couldn't get angry at him.

Qi Hu heard about the opportunity to become a king, looked at his severed hand, and thought about Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. In the legendary realm of King Wu, one can regenerate after severed limbs, and King Wu is the top combat power in the Great Xia Dynasty, let alone King Wu. .

But he still hesitated, and did not kneel down directly to confess to the figure. He stood aside without saying a word.

...

Chen Xuan resolutely took a big step forward. The huge pressure tried to force Chen Xuan to his knees. The figure radiating light sneered at the side, "Kneel down! You don't have to bear this kind of pain anymore. It's within reach." What a chance to become a king! This is a state you will never reach in your lifetime!"

Chen Xuan directly regarded these words as mosquitoes and flies buzzing in his ears, and ignored them at all. Under the huge pressure, he still insisted on straightening his waist and moving in small steps. Chen Xuan was worried about every step he took. He felt extremely painful, and the proud waist seemed to be crushed.

despair! despair! despair! ...

Every step he took would leave a footprint on the bluestone steps. Chen Xuan lifted his rickety thigh with his hands and placed it on the next stone step. With a strong push, he stepped onto another step.

The pressure on the sixth level became even more violent. The meridians in his body ruptured under the huge pressure, and blood flowed out from his pores, dyeing his whole body red. Chen Xuan's body also staggered, as if he was about to fall at any moment. He fell on the stone steps and passed out.

But he still persisted and climbed up two stone steps. The pressure was increasing step by step. Chen Xuan still looked like he was about to fall down as before, but he could always continue walking.

As everyone knows, Chen Xuan's eyelids are almost touching each other at this time, relying on a few drops of soul liquid to support him.

thump!

There was a sound of a knee hitting the ground hard from behind, which suddenly woke up Chen Xuan. Looking back, Qi Hu had already knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately to the figure in front of him, beating the ground heavily with one hand, and leading He shouted in a sobbing voice, "I want to serve you as my Lord, I want to serve you as my Lord. I really can't hold on any longer, just let me die!"

With a big move of his hand, the figure took Qi Hu out of the air and threw it in front of him. With a finger, a mark and a ray of light disappeared into his head, "I have planted a slave mark for you. When you meet me, All the disciples under the sect must perform the courtesy of master and servant, and I have also passed on a king-level skill to you. Whether you can succeed or not depends on you." A flash of brilliant light teleported Qi Hu outside the secret realm.

The figure turned to look at Chen Xuan, "Aren't you going to give up? Since ancient times, no one has been able to complete the road to heaven in the realm of martial arts. If you continue further, you will die. I can give you a skill. No need. To be a slave, you only need to serve for a hundred years after breaking through to Emperor Wu."

Chen Xuan raised his head with difficulty and spit out a mouthful of blood at the figure, "Bah! Are you worthy?"

The figure was rejected by Chen Xuan again and again. He became angry and swung his sleeves, "You don't know what's good and what's good. I'll see how you die!"

Ha ha!

Chen Xuan chuckled twice and took a step forward. The pressure directly caused cracks in Chen Xuan's bones, his skin began to crack, and his knees were slightly bent under the pressure...

The figure above smiled and said, "Kneel down! Kneel down! I just like to see a genius like you who is conceited but defeated, haha... uh..."

He looked down and saw that there was a knife stuck in his abdomen. Looking around, he saw a bloody man appeared in front of him, holding the handle of the knife tightly and inserting it fiercely. It was the young man he laughed at, "You are. ..how...came up?"

Chen Xuan grinned and sneered, twisted the handle of the knife, and swung the knife upwards. The figure was split into two halves and dispersed into streaks of light.

There was a feeling of powerlessness in his body. He held the knife and looked at the ancient palace in front of him with a happy smile. Suddenly his vision went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.

The old man saw someone walking in front of the palace gate, slapping the people around him and urging him urgently, "Ah Fu, hurry up, hurry up, go save people, there is a baby bump, I can feel the concentration of water spiritual power on his body It’s so satisfying, God won’t stop me, hahaha.”

Watching Ah Fu drag Chen Xuan into the palace, holding Xu in one hand and holding the teacup in the other, but his hands were shaking a little, and the tea spilled out uncontrollably...