"Senior brother, do you feel anything?"

"What does it feel?"

"I seem to have made a breakthrough."

"Breakthrough? Why don't I feel anything?"

"Maybe your cultivation is too high. You are in harmony with the Tao, and I am just out of the body."

Fang Chen said, jumping hard and landing steadily on the ninety-level ladder.

The ladder was empty, without a ghost.

However, between the ninety-levels leading to the ninety-first level, several figures can be vaguely seen hanging, some people resting and some people climbing upwards.

He saw Fu Donghai and others, and also saw the group of Sun Family Sword Cultivators.

"I've caught up with it."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Junior brother, I'm a little breathless."

Bai Qingming looked strange.

After just saying a few words, I felt a little rapid breathing, chest tightness and panting.

At level 90, the pressure of the Burial Sword Ladder was even worse than before.

"It's better to get used to it slowly. Let's rest here for a few days before setting off."

Fang Chen smiled.

...

"This time, the sword cultivator I found in the big house is not simple. I didn't expect that Li Changsheng's disciples could not reach the top two times, but this time they had the chance to reach the top."

Long Jingyao said lightly.

When Long Ao heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "Grandpa, Fu Donghai and Zhang Gaotian are now almost reaching the ninety-first level ladder.

Li Changsheng's disciples have just started to climb to level 91, which is far from it."

"This time, many people in the second house were handed over to Li Changsheng. What do you plan to deal with it?"

Long Jingyao said in a deep voice.

Long Ao thought about it and glanced at Lu Qingshu: "Let Lu Qingshu deal with this matter. They are all sword cultivators, and they can solve it by using sword cultivators."

Lu Qingshu nodded gently: "That's the point."

"Brother Yao, I think this matter... needs to be discussed for a long time. I see the third roomman, and my attitude towards this person is extraordinary.

I heard that this son is Li Jingnian's disciple, and I think he will come forward to protect this time, so it is not good to have a grudge with the third wife because of this."

An old man walked to Long Jingyao.

This second-turned fairy is also a second-turned fairy from the second-room. When Long Jingyao took Lu Qingshu to chase the old immortal Zhengde, he was the second-room to take care of him.

However, he was not a direct line in the second room, and his cultivation was much worse than Long Jingyao. He never spoke most of the time and still quietly waited for instructions.

"Jing Guang said something makes sense, let's do it. Go to the big house and talk to them and see how they compensate Lu Bingbing for his death.

After all, he is Qingshu's son, and he is also considered his own person. It is unreasonable to die like this."

Long Jingyao frowned and then nodded slightly.

Everyone looked strange. They had already heard that Long Jingyao did not intend to put too much effort into this matter.

The performance just now was just an open explanation to Lu Qingshu. Now that he asked this ancestor Long Jingguang to negotiate in the big room, the two sides would not have too much conflict for a sword cultivator.

Lu Qingshu seemed to be unable to understand the meaning, and his expression did not change at all, and he seemed to be dominated by Long Jingyao.

...

A few days later, Fang Chen felt that the rest was almost over, so he took Bai Qingming to continue on the road.

"Senior Brother Yan, I can't get up..."

Qian Zixu grabbed the vine and kept trembling. Now every foot of his climb was a huge torture for him.

The pressure from the Burial Sword Ladder and the overdrawn body, the fear of falling down and falling into meat pies at any time, directly made him lose the desire to win.

"It's only ten levels away from reaching the top. If you don't go up, you can't go down, so you can only die."

Yan Kun said in a deep voice.

After saying that, he ignored Tan Zixu, looked at Huo Yuanwei, who was in a very similar state to Tan Zixu, and continued to climb.

He was behind Fu Donghai and others, and he had to catch up.

Chanzixu and Fu Donghai finally understood why many people changed their expressions when they heard about the Burial Sword Ladder.

Even though they know that a trip can bring many benefits, or even reach the sky in one step, many sword cultivators are unwilling to come up.

Like those immortal kings, and even those scattered immortal sword cultivators.

Taking this trip is almost like leaving your life behind. It would be okay if it was before level 30.

If you can't walk up, you can turn back and have the opportunity to land safely.

If they are over thirty levels, they will be in a dilemma if they are in this moment.

From here, they have lost their energy.

Now no one outside can help them. When those scattered immortals come here, they will only turn into mortals like them.

When I have difficulty in protecting myself, who can lend a helping hand to them?

"If I could go out alive, I wouldn't come back to this place once."

Qian Zixu gritted his teeth and crawled down carefully.

Seeing that he had given up on the top, Huo Yuanwei broke the last trace of persistence in his heart and followed him to crawl down.

Although it is difficult to get back to the ground from here, it is always much easier than reaching the top, they still have hope of living.

A few days later, Fang Chen and the other two met Qian Zixu.

Qian Zixu looked at Bai Qingming, then looked at Fang Chen, and suddenly a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, and then he couldn't help but say:

"Fang Jianshou, it's like a fool to take your senior brother to the top. Let him go, you still have a glimmer of hope."

Huo Yuanwei had no strength to speak, but just nodded to Fang Chen, saying hello.

"Or you guys do you a favor and send my senior brother down?"

Fang Chen smiled.

The two of them changed slightly and they shook their heads awkwardly: "We cannot protect ourselves, so we can't help."

Fang Chen smiled slightly, ignored the two of them, and continued to move upwards.

Although you can only move one foot at a time, ten times are 1 zhang, one hundred times are 10 zhang, one thousand times... you can climb to the ladder above.

Seeing Fang Chen and the others gradually fading away, Tan Zixu said with a pale face: "This boy is too arrogant. At this time, he still wants to take Bai Qingming to the top together. He will be defeated by this arrogance."

Huo Yuanwei sighed softly, without saying a word, and continued to crawl downwards.

He knew that after the two of them today, Jianxin would be damaged by 80%. Not to mention staying here, even if they return to their hometown, they might not have a foothold.

These two realms of passing through tribulation and ascension are already a luxury for them.

Half a month later.

Bai Qingming saw Fang Chen's face was pale and would take a deep breath from time to time, and he was a little reluctant:

"Junior brother, let's do it. You can reach the top first, and I'll hang here to wait for you. After you reach the top, you will find a way to come back to find me?"

"I sent away Senior Brother Qin by myself. If I go out this time, I am the only one left to go back, what do you think of the brothers of Xuxian Sword Sect?

Fang Chen smiled, "Stop talking nonsense, be as pretentious as a girl."

Another seven days passed.

Bai Qingming suddenly looked to the left and saw Yan Kun looking at them with a slight face.

"Yankun, are you still here?"

Bai Qingming smiled and waved: "Look, Junior Brother Fang has climbed here with me on his back. Are you not allowed?"

Yan Kun was extremely angry and almost fell into the abyss because of this sentence.

He adjusted his mentality, ignored Bai Qingming, and held his breath in his heart and continued to climb upwards.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!