Chapter 487: Pilgrimage

This place is the same as the snowfield in front of it, it cannot be traveled by flying, but can only be walked on it honestly with footsteps.

Sweating all over, Xiao Chen was extremely exhausted, only feeling dizzy, the heat was really uncomfortable.

All the blood bubbles on the soles of the feet burst, and the surface was completely covered with a layer of bloody skin. Every time Xiao Chen took a step, the bloody skin would rub against the soles violently.

That kind of pain is more tormenting than being cut with a knife, like thousands of ants wriggling on the feet.

The world is like a big furnace, Xiao Chen still walked alone and kept walking, even in pain and tiredness, he didn't stop his steps.

With a calm analysis in my heart, I can already be sure that this place is a test of people's willpower, and there will be neither a particularly great danger that will cause you to die, nor will you be allowed to walk steadily.

It just keeps whipping you, grinding you, bringing you inhuman pain, asking you to stop and give up.

Walking along the way, the blood flowing from the boots spilled on the ground, making it look like a bloody road where Xiao Chen passed.

He is like a pilgrim, with the faith in his heart, he keeps walking forward.

In the ancient tower, everyone has only one chance, and his low cultivation level is his fatal injury. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, no matter what, he can't leave any regrets.

Tread Tread!

I don't know how long he walked, Xiao Chen already lost the concept of time, and a door suddenly appeared in front of him again.

Pushing open the door numbly, looking forward, I saw a mountain peak full of blades appeared, and on the top of the mountain, a door stood there quietly.

Stepping in with heavy steps, Xiao Chen sneered and said, "Mountains of knives and seas of fire, absolutely cold ice fields, I want to see what other incredible things appear, I can't pass them by."

Mountains full of knives cannot fly out of thin air, and can only rely on the strength of the body to climb hard on the tip of the knives.

The body, which was already in a state of distress, was immediately bloody and bloody from the stabbing, it was horrible and the pain was unbearable.

The test of this level is very wonderful, no matter how the form changes, one thing remains the same.

That is to say, there will never be that kind of life-threatening situation, which is to torture you continuously, blow your spirit, and wear down your perseverance.

As long as you keep walking, this torment will continue, forcing you to give up the trial.

After finally crossing the mountain of knives, Xiao Chen pushed open the door, and what greeted him was still not the point of victory, but a swamp filled with poisonous gas.

Dragging his dilapidated body, relying on the willpower like black iron and fine steel, Xiao Chenyi embarked on the journey again without fear.

The poisonous gas filled the air, rotting the body, and the previous wound was like a snake bite.

Go, go, go, don't stop!

One step at a time, Xiao Chen, who was already a little confused at the moment, couldn't even distinguish the path under his feet too clearly, and fell into the mud several times.

It took a lot of effort to climb out, and then began to continue his journey.

After crossing the poisonous gas swamp, Xiao Chen pushed open the door at the end point, but the road ahead was still not the way back, and the dangerous place was still dangerous.

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Xiao Chen has long been numb to all these things, smiled wryly, and continued on his way.

Various dangers kept appearing, and behind every door there was a desperate situation unimaginable by ordinary people, but Xiao Chen passed them one by one.

Until the ninth gate, after Xiao Chen pushed it away weakly, he waited for him without any danger, and a burst of soft light surrounded him.

The holy white light quickly healed the wounds on his body like a fairy liquid.

All the exhaustion was swept away, and the whole body was indescribably comfortable, the kind of happiness that suddenly returned after suffering all kinds of torture, people were intoxicated by it and didn't want to wake up for a long time.

After the rays of light faded away, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. After this ordeal, his physical strength actually increased again.

Looking at the newborn skin, Xiao Chen showed a happy expression on his face, and said softly: "Not only the strength has increased, but the defense of the physical body has also increased. It's a pity that there is no chance to test it now."

Keeping the clouds open to see the moonlight, persistence all the way finally paid off, and he was not treated badly.

Looking at the surrounding environment, this should be the sixth floor of the ancient tower. In front of the line of sight, there are statues that are no different from real people. There are about a hundred statues in detail.

When his eyes fell on the first statue in the front row, Xiao Chen's expression suddenly paused.

The statue is dressed in white, with blue cloth strips on its head, cold eyes, a ray of calm between its brows, arms wrapped around, a simple long knife casually clamped in front of its chest.

If it's not him, who else!

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Xiao Chen continued to look forward. He didn't recognize many statues, but the few he knew were all legendary masters from various countries.

Counting down, I even saw the statue of Leidi Sangmu standing here quietly.

Xiao Chen murmured: "It seems that those who have passed the test of the will of the sixth floor will leave a statue here, but I didn't expect that after thousands of years of testing, there are only a few hundred people who can pass the sixth floor."

Outside the deserted pagoda, Shi Hailong and the others on the high platform showed excited expressions on their faces, because Xiao Chen gave them another surprise, broke through the sixth floor and set off towards the seventh floor.

Shi Hailong smiled happily: "After the sixth floor, you can leave an ordinary statue of will on it, which can be regarded as bringing a little luck of the barren tower, and the reward for warriors at this floor is the best." OK."

"I've already reached the seventh floor. As long as I go up one more floor, I can match the height of Thunder Emperor thousands of years ago. Maybe this guy can really create a legend."

An elder of the Tiande League said with some excitement.

Hearing this, Shi Hailong's expression was much calmer, and he said with a leisurely smile: "Don't think too much, a person like Lei Di rarely appears in ten thousand years, Xiao Chen still has a little gap after all, he can go up to the seventh floor , will be of great help to the Heavenly Destroyer Alliance."

"The seventh floor, there are all statues of will left by Emperor Wu. How can it be so easy to pass the test of Emperor Wu?"

Sighing lightly, Shi Hailong felt a little pity, Xiao Chen's cultivation was still lowered, if two years later.

With his cultivation base reaching the half-step Martial Emperor realm, with his combat talent, he is 70% sure that he will pass the test of the Martial Emperor, but now it is too early and hope is still much slimmer.

Tick ​​tock!

Passing through the mysterious halo in the barren pagoda, Xiao Chen's half-expanded purple cyclone, drops of pure vitality kept falling.

It lasted for three full minutes, and in just these three minutes, his cultivation base increased for half a year out of thin air, and he was completely stabilized in the realm of the middle-rank Martial King.

After falling steadily to the ground, Xiao Chen's figure appeared on the seventh floor of the barren pagoda, sensing the majestic power in his body.

A satisfied smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face, it was not in vain for him to pay such a price, and bumped all the way up to the seventh floor.

Seven layers of halo, just the increase in cultivation has benefited him endlessly, and once again narrowed the gap with talented warriors of the same generation.

"On the upper level, strive to let the cultivation base reach the peak of the middle-rank Martial King. There is only one chance to come to this barren tower, and it must not be wasted."

Xiao Chen said firmly in his heart that he wanted to see the scenery on the eighth floor even more. Back then Lei Di could reach the eighth floor, so he could also reach the eighth floor.

Looking around on the seventh floor, ten statues as tall as a man appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

This statue is different from the statues on the sixth floor, there is a sky-high difference. At a glance, one can feel the boundless momentum contained in the statue.

It is different from the statue of Wu Sheng on the second floor. The statue's demeanor and temperament are far higher than the statue of Wu Sheng's will. Xiao Chen stands in front of the statue.

As if the people in front of them were all real people, their eyes were deep and distant, and they dared not look at them at all.

Xiao Chen thought for a while, and said softly: "It should also be a statue of will, but there are also different levels of statues of will, the statues on the sixth floor are the most common statues of will, and the statues on the second floor are the saints left by the warrior The statue, this seventh floor is very likely to be the statue of the emperor."

Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Chen couldn't help being awed when he looked at the statue again.

The emperor, the extreme state of martial arts, the pinnacle of the Dao, the pursuit of all warriors in their entire lives, represents honor, represents the pinnacle, and moreover represents strength.

Every Martial Emperor is a legend. In Tianwu Continent for thousands of years, no one has heard of anyone stepping into the realm of Martial Emperor again.

The legends of Emperor Wu are all legends left by the sages of the older generation, but the Emperor Wu of this older generation has long since disappeared on the Tianwu Continent.

After the fall of the Thunder Emperor thousands of years ago, there was no news of the birth of an emperor in the world, and all the great emperors seemed to have disappeared.

Now that he saw the statue of will left by Emperor Wu with his own eyes, Xiao Chen's heart fluctuated, which is naturally conceivable.

When carefully looking at the statue of will, Xiao Chen suddenly let out a light sigh, and his eyes stopped on the fourth statue from the left.

"White Water River!"

The statue is wearing a blue battle armor, and also carries a dragon tooth sword on its back, which is no different from the appearance of Baishuihe on the second floor.

The only difference is that the pressure brought to Xiao Chen is completely different.

Xiao Chen's attitude towards Baishuihe couldn't help raising another height, the will of Baishuihe on the second floor.

Like a famous teacher, it is not so much a test, but rather a senior swordsman giving pointers to his back. Xiao Chen benefited a lot from talking and laughing.

Unexpectedly, on this floor, I saw the statue of Baishuihe again. Such a heroic figure with such a heart can reach the realm of Emperor Wu.

Xiao Chen was also very relieved, and walked forward quickly, pointing his fingers towards the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"Boy, choose me, this little boy is so attractive, I will let you know what a real swordsman is."

Just when Xiao Chen's fingers were about to touch the center of the opponent's eyebrows, the first statue from the right, a big man with a thick backed knife, sounded like thunder in the tower bell.

"Hehe, Lao Lei, don't be envious, no one will choose you with your appearance, hahaha!"