Chapter 605: Unable to Board
Half a day later.
Zhan Nianchuan slowly opened his eyes, which were as bright as the stars.
Hearing the rhythmic snoring coming from beside him, Zhan Nianchuan was speechless.
Damn Cao Meng actually fell asleep. It was a mistake to let him protect the law.
He raised his eyes and looked around. Not far away from him, Hongren was still meditating. His complexion had returned to rosy, and it seemed that he would be back to his original state soon.
A gourd-shaped red shadow came into view in the distance. The breeze passed by, and her long hair flew gently, which looked pleasing to the eye.
"Are you awake?"
Zhan Nianchuan smiled slightly, stepped forward, took out all the formation flags from under the stone steps, and put them directly into his storage bag.
Then he stepped forward, stood side by side with Meng Tingke, and looked intently at the one hundred and eight white jade stone steps in front of him.
"Here you go, can you get on it?"
After looking at the middle-grade giant power talisman handed over by Meng Tingke, Zhan Nianchuan thought for a moment and categorically rejected this possibility.
"cannot."
These two words shattered Meng Tingke's hope, her face darkened, and there were tears in her eyes, which made people feel distressed.
Then she thought of something again, and the fire of hope ignited in her eyes again, "Can Protector Hongren do it? He has reached the seventieth level."
"Absolutely not."
Hope was dashed again, Meng Tingke smiled miserably, looked down at the talisman in her hand, she raised her head again and looked at the mysterious, powerful and confident man in front of her, who was looking at her gently, and once again raised her question or Said begging:
"This talisman can enhance a monk's strength six times. With the physical strength of Hong Ren, the guardian of the law, and the blessing of this huge power talisman, it is equivalent to a huge force of 10 million kilograms. Isn't it possible to climb up?"
"It's impossible. He has reached the limit. According to my experience, the gravity of this step doubles every nine steps. The weight is 20,000 kilograms at first, but by the last nine steps, the weight will increase to 4,009 kilograms. One hundred and sixty thousand kilograms, even if he uses this talisman, there is no way he can do it. "
Hearing this, Meng Tingke seemed to have lost all her strength, and her whole body was filled with desolation and sadness. She silently took back the talisman, then grabbed her long hair and squatted down.
Soon, a faint cry came out.
Zhan Nianchuan sighed, looked at the stone steps beside him, and then stepped up.
His eyes were firm and his steps were steady. At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world was at his feet.
Level one.
Level nine.
Level 18.
Level twenty-seven.
...
Meng Tingke stood up, her eyes still filled with tears, staring at Zhan Nianchuan who was slowly moving forward. Her fingers sank deeply into the flesh without realizing it, and she murmured to herself:
"Forty-five."
"Forty-six."
...
As Zhan Nianchuan climbed more and more steps, her eyes became brighter and brighter. She clutched her full chest tightly, so nervous that she could hardly breathe.
"Level sixty-three."
"It turns out that he is so strong, huh, liar!"
However, after just a slight curse, she realized that something was wrong.
Zhan Nianchuan's body was covered in sweat, and all his clothes were wet and clinging tightly to his body. His body began to tremble slightly, as if he was bearing the weight of a mountain. And his steps were no longer steady and powerful, and every step he took was extremely laborious.
"Sixty-nine."
"seventy!"
"You're about to surpass Protector Hongren, you liar...little brother!"
"You're the best!"
However, no matter how much Meng Ting tried to encourage him, Zhan Nianchuan stood motionless. A closer look showed that his body was shaking constantly.
"He can't go up there, and he shouldn't go up there again."
Hong Ren didn't know when he had arrived at Meng Tingke's side. He looked at Zhan Nianchuan on the stone steps with an expression of admiration and regret, and sighed sincerely: "Even if he climbs the first step again, he will not be able to pass the 72nd step." By then, the gravity will have doubled, and it is very likely that his body will be destroyed directly, and he will not even have the strength to return. "
Hearing what Hong Ren said, Meng Ting felt extremely uncomfortable. She looked at the man in front of her who was trembling and shouted loudly: "Brother, come down quickly, we are not going up."
On top of the stone steps.
Zhan Nianchuan turned around with great difficulty and walked slowly downward step by step, even slower than a snail.
It wasn't until I walked down the eight stone steps that my speed became a little faster.
By the time he walked down the last stone step, half an hour had passed.
"Huh~"
Zhan Nianchuan lay sprawled on the ground, panting like an ox, with sweat flowing down his strong muscles like a stream.
Seeing Meng Tingke take out a silk scarf to wipe his sweat, Zhan Nianchuan reluctantly raised his hand to indicate no need.
"I'm too dirty, so don't touch me. I'll just go outside and take a shower."
Standing up with difficulty, Zhan Nianchuan took off the sweat-stained torn clothes and soft armor on his upper body, revealing a pair of extremely strong and strong bronze muscles, and dragged his tired steps towards the creek in the distance. .
...
At this time, the first wave of bloody killings had begun in the ancient forbidden land.
Every moment, there are monks fighting with each other. Some are competing for newly discovered chance items, while others are directly hunting lone monks.
A deserted sandy land.
Two monks, a man and a woman, were cautiously exploring forward. They were now more than six thousand miles away from the entrance to the forbidden area and had entered an unknown area. They had to be extra careful in everything.
"Brother Chen, let's go back. I always feel panicked." There was a trace of worry between the female cultivator's brows.
"It's rare to enter the ancient forbidden land. No matter what, we must explore it. If we encounter a great opportunity, you and I will have a chance." The man seemed to be a man with a strong mind. He looked at the Taoist companions beside him. There was a soft look in his eyes, "Xiangmei, follow me. If an accident happens, save if you can. If you can't, hurry up..."
Before he finished speaking, the sand under his feet suddenly collapsed downwards, and his whole body fell straight down.
The strange thing is that the man did not choose to fly into the air. Instead, he yelled at the woman, "Let's go!"
Suffering from this big change, the female cultivator screamed and immediately flew back. At the same time, she threw out her magic weapon - a long red silk ribbon, which instantly grew longer and rolled towards the man's body, trying to pull him away. Drag out of this unknown abyss of terror.
Seeing that Chang Ling was about to wrap around the man's waist, the female cultivator's face showed joy, and then froze instantly.
An extremely sharp long knife pierced her back and came out directly from her chest, bringing out a large amount of blood.
...
Beneath a dense canopy of trees.
Seven men and women of different shapes, dressed in black, gathered together and were conspiring to discuss something.
"Mo Si, why are you here so late?" Mo Da opened and closed his eyes, and the cold magic light loomed. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Mo Si.
"I met a guy in the Dan Formation Realm, and I managed to kill him, and then I flew all the way to here."
After listening to Mo Si's explanation, Mo Da's face softened slightly. He looked around the six people and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone is aware of our mission this time. The first is to find and bring out the Holy Hand, the second is to find the guy who snatched the demon spirit flag and destroyed Lao Qi's physical body, and the last is to kill the Cangzhou monks. There must be priority in doing things. Point, don’t want to kill people when you see them.”