Chapter 508

The bright moon is in the sky and the stars are bright. The night of Zhongling mountain is particularly cold and lonely. Although there is a bright moon above the rich fog, it looks hazy and remote under the cover of the fog.

Ho ho!

The shrill animal roar came in the dark night and sounded continuously in the whole Zhongling mountain, like crying, complaining and venting.

The invisible sound waves spread throughout the whole range of Zhongling mountain, like the essence, which made the huge Zhongling mountain tremble, and the pressure in the mountain was many times stronger than that in the daytime under the influence of this animal roar.

"This Zhong Ling mountain is really strange! At night, its power becomes so terrible that it is much stronger than during the day. It seems that it's better not to go at night."

Qin batian, who was in the fifth place, trembled under the pressure at night. At this time, he had reached level 105. He was already a little tired, and the pressure at night increased several times. Qin batian naturally couldn't stand it.

Poop!

Sitting on the steps, Qin batian gasped and said carelessly with some dissatisfaction: "shit! This Xu Tianliang is really consumed with me. He is ten steps higher than me every time!"

Looking at the number of steps of Xu Tianliang who was in the fourth place on the identity token, Qin batian was a little unhappy. At first, the fourth place was his. Later, for some reason, he was suddenly surpassed by Xu Tianliang.

And no matter how hard he tries to catch up, Xu Tianliang is ten steps higher than him. This result makes Qin batian's teeth itch. You know, Qin batian is not inferior to Xu Tianliang in terms of strength. Now his ranking in Zhongling mountain is lower than the former. Naturally, he can't stand Qin batian's pride.

At this time, Xu Tianliang in front also stopped at the 15th step. Obviously, he did not intend to walk at night. After all, the pressure at night was terrible. It was undoubtedly foolish to continue climbing up.

All warriors in Zhong Lingshan basically stopped walking when night fell. They all planned to consolidate their accomplishments on this night when the pressure doubled. Even some warriors with good understanding broke through under the pressure.

Of course, there are few examples of such on-the-spot breakthroughs, but most martial artists are not without gains. Under the influence of coercion, their strength has been invisibly improved.

"Falling stars and Zhu Chi also stopped. It seems that they also feel the pressure of walking at night!"

Passing by Xu Tianliang's name, Qin batian focused on the falling stars and Zhu Chi, who were the top two, and breathed a sigh. He thought they would travel at night as they did a few days ago. If so, the gap between them would be much wider.

However, when Qin batian's eyes gathered on the first place, he unconsciously showed a bitter smile on his face, shook his head and said, "Lv Yitao is really strong enough to fight. He still flies steadily in Zhongling mountain even at night. I really don't know what his limit is."

LV Yitao is really proud, even a little conceited. In the past four days, LV Yitao has never stopped. He regularly walks towards the top of Zhongling mountain in both day and night.

At the beginning, the other four geniuses were naturally unwilling to be outdone. They followed LV Yitao to climb Zhongling mountain all the time. That's why at the beginning, the five geniuses would pull the rest of them apart.

However, as the pressure of Zhong Lingshan became more and more terrible, one day later, Xu Tianliang and Qin batian gave up their journey at night. They knew very well that if they continued to follow LV Yitao, they would be eliminated by the pressure in advance.

Two days later, Zhu Chi also gave up walking at night. Three days later, even falling stars also gave up this behavior.

But now it's the fourth day. LV Yitao is still independent. He doesn't pay attention to the power of the night at all. He still climbs towards the peak all the time.

Such courage and strength almost made the other four talents a little desperate. They finally knew how unfathomable LV Yitao's strength was, and the gap between them was extremely obvious at this moment.

"Ah! What a pervert. LV Yitao is almost two thousand steps. The power of that place is many times more terrible than I don't know now. He can still move on at night."

Looking at the first light spot in the identity token, Qin batian really had an impulse to curse his mother.

"No matter how sick LV Yitao is, I'd better concentrate on rest and recuperate. See if I can surpass Xu Tianliang tomorrow. I'll be very satisfied if I can surpass Xu Tianliang."

He muttered a few more words. Qin batian no longer talked nonsense, but sat cross legged on the steps, recuperated silently and prepared for his trip tomorrow.

In Zhongling mountain, except LV Yitao, all martial artists have basically sat on their own steps to recuperate.

However, when they saw that LV Yitao in the identity token was still climbing at night, it naturally caused a lot of uproar.

The dark night, lonely and lonely, the vast starry sky in the fog, looks bright and misty, mysterious and distant.

On the 500th step, Zhuo Wen sat cross legged and exuded strange golden awns. If you look carefully, the tracks of these golden lights are like the meridians in Zhuo style.

This is the image produced by the combination of spiritual power and meridians. Countless explosions are pouring out of Zhuo style, as if countless bombs were ringing together, which is extremely enlightening.

Hoo Hoo!

The gentle and steady breath kept coming out of Zhuo Wen's nose and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, Zhuo Wen's pupils were almost dyed into dazzling gold, which was much more dazzling than the previous dark gold.

Boom!

A strong and terrible breath suddenly surged out of the body and directly affected Zhuo Wen's numerous meridians, showing a golden color all over his body. For a moment, Zhuo Wen turned into a golden man, which looked extremely dazzling and huge in this dark night.

"In one day, I broke through 90 holes and orifices in my body. Now I feel that my body is full of endless power. This power seems to be able to open mountains and break seas, collapse mountains and break rocks."

Looking at the golden veins of his hands, Zhuo Wen smiled, then looked up to the sky and laughed. Just breaking through 90 holes in his body, Zhuo Wen found that his strength had improved so much.

Now, if he only has physical strength, I'm afraid he can withstand the full blow of the martial artist in the middle of the third round of emperor Jijing!

"Boy! With your current physical strength, it's nothing to pry open the lower step! There's still a lot of aura in it. You only absorb a small part a day." Xiaohei suddenly opened his mouth in his mind.

"Yes!"

With a hard nod, Zhuo Wen was full of pride at this time. He suddenly felt really beautiful with this feeling of strong power. Only when he was strong enough can he hold his fate in his own hands.

Boom!

The right hand full of golden veins formed a claw shape, the index finger and middle finger closed together into a sword finger, slammed into the thumb sized hole on the step, and whispered, countless golden mans burst, and strong forces gathered in Zhuo Wen's fingers along the golden veins.

Bang!

I saw that the originally indestructible steps at the bottom were directly torn apart by Zhuo Wen, and the holes the size of his thumb directly cracked to form a huge pit in his palm.

Whoosh!

As soon as the palm sized pit was formed, countless blue fog like auras gushed out at an appalling speed.

Zhuo Wen stepped on the soles of his feet and brushed his right hand violently. For a long time, these spiritual Qi like a blowout poured into Zhuo Wen's body. At an appalling speed, it was transformed into strong spiritual force in the mud pill palace, and the powerful spiritual force spread in the meridians and orifices in the body.

"The ninety first hole, break it for me!"

The hurricane like mental power surged through Zhuo style, but broke through the 91st hole in an instant, and the golden vein of Zhuo style became more solid and shining.

After breaking through the 91st hole, Zhuo Wen impolitely continued to attack the next holes with the help of a steady stream of aura.

Ninety two, ninety-three, ninety-four... 105... 110

Feeling the constantly broken acupoints and orifices in his body, Zhuo Wen couldn't help roaring up to the sky. How wonderful this visible power growth rate seemed at this moment!

"Not enough! Reiki needs more."

With a loud drink, Zhuo Wen's right hand full of golden mans snapped it. In an instant, the whole step under his feet directly collapsed into powder, and the aura that originally seemed to gush out like a blowout became more ferocious at this time. It was like a mountain collapse and tsunami, and poured into Zhuo style.

110... 120... 130... 140... 150

When Zhuo Wen broke through the 150th hole, Zhong Lingshan seemed to feel the loss of aura in his body. The huge mountain trembled violently. For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains collapsed.

A strong force gushed out of the broken steps and banged heavily on Zhuo Wen, who was constantly absorbing aura.

"Huh?"

If Zhuo Wen felt it, he squeezed his fists fiercely, the golden awn flickered, and the veins were everywhere. He directly blasted on this force. Zhuo Wen humed a few steps backward, but the powerful force also made this strange force retreat into the gap of the steps.

As soon as this force retreated into the gap, the originally gushing aura immediately re penetrated into Zhongling mountain. In a moment, the aura around Zhuo Wen disappeared completely.

"This... This..."

Zhuo Wen was stunned when he felt the aura disappear in an instant.

"You've absorbed too much aura. The weapon spirit of Zhong Lingshan has noticed the abnormality here, so he took the initiative to take back the gushing aura." Xiaohei suddenly said.

"Zhuo Wen was speechless.

At this moment, Zhong Lingshan trembled again, and with the continuous trembling, it also vaguely sent out a trace of angry wailing, as if someone had taken his beloved thing.

Most of the warriors in Zhong Lingshan stood up one after another after feeling the terrible tremor, and their faces were full of doubts