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Yang Xuan retracted his gaze and said to Wu Lingyan, "Just follow me, and tell me immediately if anything happens."

"OK."

Wu Lingyan nodded, walked side by side with Yang Xuan, and climbed up.

On the way, Wu Lingyan's face was neither red nor panting, and there was nothing unusual.

Yang Xuan was fine at first, but the more he went up, he gradually felt the pressure.

Fortunately, his body was strong, but he didn't slow down. He moved up with Wu Lingyan unhurriedly, surpassing Wu Jun and the others in a short time.

Wu Jun and the others were sluggish. In their eyes, both Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan seemed to be unaffected by the aura of chaos.

Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan kept walking, and soon caught up with Wu Yifei.

On the one hand, the two of them are fast, and on the other hand, Wu Yifei's speed is getting slower and slower.

The further up, the more chaotic atmosphere, Wu Yifei had to slow down no matter how strong his body was.

At this moment, even Yang Xuan felt exhausted, but Wu Lingyan looked as usual, looking left and right while walking, looking around, the whole person seemed to be fine, and Wu Yifei was moved by it, she really couldn't figure out what was going on. .

Wu Lingyan ignored Wu Yifei and said to Yang Xuan, "Be careful, I'll go up and have a look first."

"Go."

Yang Xuan waved his hand.

Wu Lingyan didn't answer, just a few meters away in one step, almost galloping up, and boarded the Chaos Altar in just a short time.

"It seems that Chaos Fire has recognized this girl."

Yang Xuan sighed in his heart, knowing that Wu Lingyan was recognized by the fire of chaos, so he was not affected by the aura of chaos on the stone steps.

And he, Wu Yifei, Wu Jun and others below, if they want to be recognized by the fire of chaos, they have to step up one step at a time, and the treatment is very different.

Thoughts flickered, Yang Xuan had surpassed Wu Yifei and moved up slowly all the way.

"This kid!"

Wu Yifei's face turned black, he gritted his teeth and chased up.

It's a pity that he couldn't catch up even if he tried so hard to catch up, because the sea of ​​​​qi was imprisoned on the stone steps, and he could only rely on the physical body.

Regardless of Wu Yifei, Yang Xuan, no matter how strong the aura of Chaos is, he will not waver, and he is about to ascend to the altar of Chaos.

This place is already above the fiftieth stone steps, and each floor is filled with a lot of chaotic aura, making his feet as heavy as lead.

Yang Xuan was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaking wet. He stepped up step by step. Although he was terribly uncomfortable, he did not intend to stop and rest.

When he reached the sixtieth floor, the aura of chaos skyrocketed, his speed dropped sharply, his body arched a little, and his back made an unbearable muffled sound.

A chaotic aura pressed down on his body, with a strength of seven or eight thousand catties, and his body was as strong as he felt pain.

However, this pain is still within his range.

He raised his footsteps and walked with difficulty step by step, getting closer and closer to the top of the Chaos Altar.

But the closer you get to the top of the Chaos Altar, the more terrifying the pressure that comes with it.

Every time you step up the stairs, the chaotic aura will become more and more, causing a great burden on the body.

If it wasn't for Yang Xuan who opened the door to life and injury, and if it wasn't for his half-immortal body, it would be hard to say whether he would be able to stand firm now.

"boom!"

When he ascended the seventieth stone steps, a terrifying force crushed him, causing his knees to shatter and almost fell to the ground.

He took a deep breath and continued to move up despite the pain all over his body.

Seventy-first floor!

Seventy-second floor!

...

One step, two steps...

Yang Xuan's bones were screeching non-stop, and some of the flesh was cracked, overflowing with red blood.

On the 60th floor stone steps, Wu Yifei was panting like a cow, his skin was ripped apart.

He struggled to look up, his pupils shrinking.

Walking here with his physical body is too much to bear, not to mention that Yang Xuan has stepped up a dozen stone steps more than him.

In particular, Yang Xuan was obviously seriously injured, but he did not give in and was still moving forward. Although the speed has become extremely slow, his footsteps have not stopped.

What a terrible will this is!

In addition to being shocked, Wu Yifei was deeply stimulated, the arrogance in his bones erupted in vain, and he moved up quickly with reluctance.

...

"Wait, I'm going to endure."

On the seventy-fifth floor stone steps, Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and kept climbing.

One step at a time, his speed became like a turtle crawling, blood and sweat dripping from his body, leaving eye-catching bloodstains on the stone steps.

Rao is so, he is still insisting, still moving up, rather than bending.

For him, this trip is bound to comprehend the profound meaning of fire. No matter how painful it is, even if he is covered in bruises and bruises, even if he has only half his life left, as long as his last breath is not exhausted, he cannot shrink back and vow to ascend to the altar of chaos. , if unsuccessful, become benevolent.

There are a total of 81 stone steps, and you only need to step through a few layers to reach the top.

However, these layers are like a moat, which is insurmountable.