"Who is that person? It's a miracle that he was able to carry Angdu down with a mere half-step in the Immortal Stage!"
"Stupid, that man's physical body is very strong, otherwise he would have been killed by Ang Du."
"However, that man is not only physically tyrannical, but also has excellent combat skills. Most of Ang Du's saber power is consumed by that man's long saber."
"That man's combat strength seems to be original, and he was not suppressed by the altar. What's going on?"
"Then it makes sense, the higher the altar, the greater the suppression, and Angdu's combat power is reduced a lot. If the man's combat power does not drop, he will not die!"
Countless people at the scene discussed and were surprised by Lu Chen's performance.
However, Lu Chen hadn't removed the Spirit Race aura from his body, and ordinary Spirit Race people didn't know his identity at all.
On the ninety-eighth staircase, Lingwa let out a long breath, but the anxiety and worry were still there and did not disappear.
Lu Chen and Angdu's ten court ladies are all on the eighty-eighth staircase, how could she be at ease?
The tenth lady's potential has been exhausted, and she stops at the eighty-eighth floor, unable to go up, and can only fight Ang Du for life and death.
But what about Lu Chen?
Lu Chen is the destined person of the spirit clan, and he should have great potential. If Lu Chen can continue to climb, she hopes that Lu Chen will leave the eighty-eighth floor and never face Angdu again.
But looking at what Lu Chen has done up to now, he just doesn't abandon the ten palace ladies, he is a man with love and righteousness, and she appreciates it very much.
Therefore, she couldn't speak to persuade Lu Chen to come up, everything was decided by Lu Chen himself!
"Ondo!"
On the ninety-five stairs, Lingrao also let out a long breath. She was very happy that Lu Chen was not dead, but she looked fiercely at Ang Du, "Don't chop your big knife randomly, if you get hurt Lu Chen, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"
"Ang Du is convicted, and Ang will be more careful next time."
Ang Du replied quickly, and was not in a hurry to make a move. The palms of the ten maids hit his big acupoint, and he needed to adjust his blood.
Anyway, he has already reached the eighty-eighth floor, so he is afraid that the ten maids of honor will fly away?
Although he was shocked by Lu Chen's fighting power, he also figured out the details of Lu Chen, and he couldn't be his opponent.
He will make another move later, he is sure to knock Lu Chen unconscious first, and then take the life of the ten palace ladies!
But Lu Chen was thinking about other things. He was already on the eighty-eighth floor, and the pressure on the altar was also great. Ang Du's combat power had dropped a lot, but it hadn't dropped to his ideal state.
Just now, he sacrificed Zhantian, but was still easily killed by Ang Du, which shows that the pressure on the altar is far from enough!
It was also fortunate that he sacrificed the second sword of Zhantian. After the cut, he still had half of his strength to bear the remaining strength of Ang Du's sword.
If he sacrificed the third sword of Zhantian, Angdu could not be killed, and his strength was exhausted, so he would definitely call it a day.
Moreover, Angdu's realm is too high, and the combat power suppressed by the altar is still very strong, even the third knife of Zhantian can't kill Angdu!
so……
You have to climb up!
Lu Chen looked up and asked, "If you go further up, how much will the pressure on the altar increase?"
"After the eighty-eighth floor, the pressure doubles every time you go up!"
Ling responded.
"very good!"
The corner of Lu Chen's mouth twitched into a sly smile, "Ten of you line up, hold hands, and pull me together!"
"The servant wants to pull the young master."
Ling Shi made a shy request.
"You have the highest combat power, and you must kill everyone!"
When Lu Chen said this, Ling Shi suddenly realized.
The ten maids held hands, Ling Yi pulled Lu Chen, and formed a line.
With a thought in Lu Chen's mind, the soul power extended along Ling Yi's hand and onto Ling Shi's body. In a blink of an eye, the majestic and powerful soul power enveloped all the maids of the ten palaces.
In an instant, the tenth lady of the palace felt a lightness on her shoulders, and the pressure quickly subsided, she was very shocked.
"It's so strange, the young master's soul power is stronger than ours, what's going on?"
"The young master's realm is so low, but the power of the soul is so strong, the soul does not match the realm."
"No wonder the young master is as light as a swallow on the altar. It turns out that the young master has super strong soul power to resist."
"The young master transmitted the soul power to us, we can break through the eighty-eighth floor and continue on the altar."
"Yes, we can be like the young master and become as light as a swallow!"
The ten palace ladies were both surprised and delighted, whispering to each other, all of them were very excited.
Ang Du was adjusting his breath when he suddenly saw the ten maids lined up in a row, his eyes lit up and he was very happy: "Haha, have you figured it out?
Know that resistance is futile?
Then line up, neck-and-neck, waiting for me to skewer. "
"Burn your head, you burn slowly here, I will take the beauty away."
Lu Chen said a word, then jumped up, as light as a swallow, and pulled the ten court ladies up to the eighty-ninth floor.
"Haha, old man, if you are not afraid of death, just catch up."
"What?
all up?
Can those ten sluts break through the eighty-eighth floor?
Is my eyes dazzled? "
Ang Du was taken aback for a moment, then became angry, and he didn't care about adjusting his breath, so he immediately raised his true energy and jumped up with all his strength.
Just as he landed, Lu Chen laughed in his ears: "Old Angtou, you are too slow, haven't you eaten?"
"you……"
Ang Du was so furious, looked up, and was dumbfounded for a moment, Lu Chen actually jumped up to the 90th floor with the ten court ladies.
How can it be?
Lu Chen is a destined person, maybe he has great potential, so it doesn't matter if he climbs higher.
However, the potential of those ten court ladies has been exhausted, and the eighty-eighth floor is their limit. How can they break through two steps in a row?
After the eighty-eighth floor, the pressure on the altar doubles every time one goes up!
How could the ten court ladies withstand such great pressure and jump up?
At this time, Lingrao's angry voice came from above again: "Ang Du, what are you doing?"
Hearing this, Ang Du didn't care to take a breath, and continued to jump under the strong pressure. If he didn't catch up with the ten maids and kill him, he couldn't quench Lingluo's anger.
Ang Du ascended to the ninetieth floor, but Lu Chen dragged the ten court ladies up to the ninety-first floor.
At this level, the pressure doubled. Even if Lu Chen had soul power to resist, he began to feel the pressure on his shoulders.
Of course, the pressure Lu Chen endured was nothing compared to Ang Du's.
Ang Du was under heavy pressure and was already using his true energy to resist, while Lu Chen pulled the ten court ladies to continue to be as light as a swallow...
When he reached the ninety-fourth floor, Lu Chen had to stop. In addition to feeling the pressure on his shoulders increase, the main reason was that there was a Lingluo standing on the upper floor!
Lingrao stared at the ten palace maids with unfriendly eyes and a gloomy expression, she knew she was not a good girl at a glance.
However, Ang Du is chasing desperately, and has leaped to the ninety-third floor. There are tigers in front and wolves in the back, so he can't go up, down, or stay.
"Princess Lingrao, do you want to make a move too?"
Lu Chen took a breath and asked with a smile.
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