Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

After these words were spoken, Ye Qingyao and Yan Zixia both suddenly realized and encouraged themselves.

"This is an opportunity given to us by His Majesty the First Emperor. We cannot miss it. We must stand up."

"Yes! Even if we are torn to pieces, we must persevere."

The weasel opened his mouth wide and looked at the three desperate guys next to him. He suddenly regretted that he should not have followed them.

In the end, he still managed to stand up with his short legs.

With every step forward, he felt the pressure as if from a mountain, and his spine seemed to be bent.

Ye Qingyao and Yan Zixia both had red faces and were panting.

Even now, they can't even take the first step, and if they are not careful, they will most likely fall off the cliff and roll down from the valley. The consequences can be imagined.

This made several people feel frightened.

As a result, Xiao Wu laughed happily:

"Go! Go! Go!"

The three of them were very cautious, but Xiao Wu took a big step forward, not even caring about whether he would die if he rolled down, and he just ran all the way down.

Every step Xiao Wu took felt extremely heavy, and he could hardly even feel the existence of his own body.

He was able to run at full speed all the time, relying entirely on his own will to support himself and control his body, without fear of so-called pressure.

He didn't care even if his body was shattered, he just wanted to keep running.

Even his teeth were about to break from biting.

With every step he took, he felt all the bones in his body tremble violently, as if they were about to shatter.

"Hey, slow down!"

Ye Qingyao shouted worriedly.

It would have been better if he hadn't shouted. When he shouted, Xiao Wu was really scared.

The figure who was originally running all the way suddenly staggered, his legs went soft, and the next second, in front of everyone, he rolled down like a ball, accompanied by Xiao Wu's shrill screams the whole time.

"It's over!"

At this moment, the only thing in the minds of Ye Qingyao, Yan Zixia, and Huang Weasel was that Xiao Wu was completely finished.

Ye Qingyao felt even more guilty and said worriedly:
"Xiao Wu, how are you?"

Yan Zixia frowned, shook his head and said helplessly:

"The pressure is so great that if I roll down from here, I will at least be crushed to pieces. Xiao Wu won't really..."

The weasel was the most nervous.

He looked at Xiao Wu lying on the ground in a dog-eat-the-mud position, and then saw the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. He couldn't help but twitch his own mouth, and said speechlessly:
"Why do I feel like this guy is okay?"

Ye Qingyao and Yan Zixia then looked over in disbelief.

At this moment, Xiao Wu was relieved and stood up easily. Then he twisted his arms and neck, looking completely stress-free. Suddenly, he said in surprise:

"I broke through!"

After saying that, Xiao Wu swung his fist vigorously, and the power of each punch was several points stronger than the previous one.

He also found that the pressure on him had completely disappeared, and suddenly realized:
“It turns out that as long as you are at the bottom of the hill, the pressure is very small, and the pressure increases during the process of climbing up and walking down.

This is a really strong training for the body, and it can effectively increase the speed of cultivation."

What surprised Xiao Wu the most was that he found that he was not hurt at all after rolling down all the way. It felt like he was just rolling down a small slope normally. With his physical strength, he would not suffer any injury at all.

Xiao Wu suddenly realized that the pressure would increase the weight of the body.

But if you really roll down you won't get hurt.

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that..."

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some incredible idea.

Then, he looked at the three people who were still on top and didn't dare to move easily and shouted:
"Don't be afraid. You won't get hurt if you run down from there. Other than your body feeling a little heavier, you really won't get hurt."

"Get down, get down quickly!"

Ye Qingyao, Yan Zixia, and the weasel looked at the lively Xiao Wu. Although they believed in their hearts that what he said was true, they still couldn't help but look at each other, and none of them dared to take a step forward.

The weasel was the most enthusiastic about cultivation. He gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Wu, shouting:
"Squeak, squeak, (You humans have a saying that is very true)"

"Squeak, squeak, (life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God)"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, (Who cares? Just charge!)"

As soon as he finished speaking, the weasel really rolled down the hillside with its eyes closed just like Xiao Wu.

In the eyes of Xiao Wu, Ye Qingyao and Yan Zixia, it seemed as if they were rolling down the hillside very easily.

But for the weasel, every moment of rolling down was as painful as being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

With each blow, he felt the mountain-like pressure becoming more and more terrifying and powerful.

The feeling of being on the verge of death made him want to stop at any moment.

But this downward trend is gone forever.

Finally, the weasel reached the bottom of the slope and then lay directly on the ground like a puddle of mud.

After just a few seconds, he opened his eyes and jumped up. He could incredibly feel his own rapidly increasing strength. The blood in his body was beating continuously, as if it was conveying joy to him like an elf.

This surprised the weasel even more:
"It's actually true!"

Xiao Wu touched his nose:
"Huang Daxian, can I still lie to you? It's very useful, right?"

The weasel nodded repeatedly.

Then the two of them turned around together and looked at Ye Qingyao and Yan Zixia who were still up there and didn't dare to come down, and urged them with all kinds of PUA.

Telling the two of them how exciting and refreshing it was for them to roll down from it, and that there was no danger at all.

But the heart-wrenching scream of the weasel in the short ten seconds when it rolled down was even more miserable than that of a pig being slaughtered. How could they dare to believe it?

But in the end, the two decided to give it a try and take one step at a time.

The results are obvious.

Just taking one or two steps would make them unable to bear it. It was not right to stand there and walk, nor was it right to not move.

In the end, the two of them made up their minds and decided to suffer a short pain rather than a long one. They didn't care about their face and rolled down the hillside.

At that moment they truly felt despair. I'm afraid the eighteen levels of hell are probably just like this.

Time turns.

millennia ago.

Zhangtai Palace.

On the throne, Ying Zheng sat cross-legged, comprehending the principles of swordsmanship.

In just a few years, he had already comprehended more than 20% of the principles of swordsmanship.

It seems that it is still 80% away from perfection.

But even so, if other immortals, gods, and Buddhas knew about this, they would probably be shocked.

Countless creatures are stuck at the level of Daluo Jinxian, unable to make any progress because they are unable to comprehend the power of a law.

Many creatures have spent millions of years, but can only comprehend a little bit, not even one tenth of it.

But it only took Ying Zheng a few years.

For the immortals and gods, several years are just equivalent to a few days for humans and are not worth mentioning at all.

During this period, the battle at the Starry Sky Great Wall was intermittent.

In order to save face and not lose his position, Li Jing, the Heavenly King of the Pagoda, tried every possible way to break through the Great Wall of Stars. First, he divided his troops into several groups, each leading 10,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to disperse the human race's strength, intending to break through the Great Wall with one point.

But in the end, they couldn't even break the skin of the Great Wall.

The most excited person was Zhao Tuo.

Facing the Heavenly Army which had the upper hand in numbers, he did not show any fear.

On the contrary, he couldn't stop smiling when he saw these strong men getting frustrated because they couldn't break through the Starry Sky Great Wall.

Especially Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, would always ask Erlang Shen, the god of war in heaven, to fight in person and chop the Starry Great Wall madly.

As a result, they didn't have to worry at all. Instead, they could take this opportunity to display their magical powers. With the help of the Starry Great Wall, their magical powers were increased several times, and Erlang Shen was defeated.

And this time, Erlang Shen went into battle again.

A wicked smile appeared on Zhao Tuo's lips.

When the other immortals saw this, they all smiled and showed no fear at all.

It is obvious that their realm is much lower than that of the heavenly army.

But Zhao Tuo was extremely excited at the moment and said jokingly:

"Erlang Shen, here comes the knocking job again."

Erlang Shen frowned and clenched the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand.

This was not the first or second time that Zhao Tuo had provoked the enemy.

But every time it could inexplicably provoke his anger.

Erlang Shen could not help but roar:
"You little thief who only knows how to talk, today I will break through this Great Wall of Stars!"

Zhao Tuo scratched his nose speechlessly and flicked it casually, which made Erlang Shen so angry that he blew his beard and glared, unable to bear it any longer.

This time he finally planned to use his most powerful magical power.

"On several previous occasions, this True Lord only used ordinary magical powers to give you humans a chance to surrender."

"But since you are so stubborn, you can't blame me."

As the words fell, Erlang Shen no longer hesitated and shouted:
"Dharma appears in heaven and earth!"

His body suddenly grew tens of thousands feet tall and stood in the starry sky.

Li Jing, who was at the back, saw this scene and immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He nodded repeatedly:
“Okay, okay, now that the True Lord Xiansheng has appeared in the Dharma Realm, his power has increased by dozens of times.

In this case, wouldn't it be easy to break through this Great Wall of Stars? "

The Four Heavenly Kings also nodded slightly.

The Dharma Realm consumes too much of their energy, and they must retreat to recover after each use.

It would take at least 100,000 years, and at most 500,000 years, to recover to its peak, so it would not be used easily.

Once the Dharma Realm of Heaven and Earth is sacrificed, it is often the end of the road.

At this moment, all the gods looked at Yang Jian with praise.

In addition, Yang Jian is the god of war in heaven, and his strength is recognized by everyone.

He has no rivals in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

After being strengthened dozens of times, he can now fight even the Golden Immortal.

If a Daluo Jinxian does not open the Dharma Realm, he may even have a chance to kill a Daluo Jinxian in the middle stage.

"drink!"

Erlang Shen Yang Jian's tiger body trembled.

His eyes were as blazing as the sun, his aura was powerful, and with a loud shout, he raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword with both hands and chopped it down fiercely at where Zhao Tuo was.

"cut!"

The sudden attack frightened Zhao Tuo, and he shouted:
"Fight with all your strength!"

In an instant, everyone gathered together, and countless immortals used their magical powers to try to stop it.

After their human strength was multiplied several times, it hit Yang Jian's Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth, but it was just like an ant pecking at it lightly, causing no harm at all.

This sudden scene made Zhao Tuo even more worried. He even clenched his fists silently, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

The blood in his body was beating silently, ready to burst out at any time.

Yang Jian was full of confidence, and he went all out to strike back with one blow.

Li Jing and others in the back couldn't help but applaud and cheer.

Nezha, who admired Yang Jian very much, nodded vigorously at this moment:
"In this battle, Heaven will surely win!"

As he spoke, he and several other powerful immortals who led ten thousand heavenly soldiers and generals were quietly moving towards Yang Jian's position.

Once Yang Jian breaks through the barrier of the Starry Sky Great Wall, even if it only opens a gap, they will immediately lead their troops and march straight in.

As long as they can get in, they are confident that they can kill all the human immortals in an instant, leaving no one alive.

At this time, Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword, which was like dozens of stars, had already slashed down, hitting the shield above the Starry Sky Great Wall with a loud bang.

"Boom~."

Terrifying ripples spread out instantly.

At this moment, Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword had been bent, but not a single crack appeared on the Starry Sky Great Wall.

"how is this possible?"

Yang Jian was furious and yelled:
"Open it for me!"

He pressed down with all his strength.

But he felt that his three-pointed, double-edged sword was about to break, and it was unable to shake the Starry Sky Great Wall even a little bit, and he lost all his face.

At the critical moment, Yang Jian shouted:
"Help me!"

Li Jing immediately waved his hand:

"Let's help Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun together!"

In an instant, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals all bestowed their extremely terrifying immortal power on Erlang Shen Yang Jian, causing his strength to increase dramatically. The Dharma world expanded several times in an instant, growing to hundreds of thousands of feet.

Human beings are not even as big as a speck of dust in front of it; it is so huge and boundless.

His eyes alone seemed to occupy the starry sky.

No one could even see Yang Jian's whole body. They could only see his three-pointed, double-edged sword and eyes like the scorching sun floating in the starry sky.

What followed was an extremely terrifying pressure that changed the color of the entire world.

At this moment, Zhao Tuo became more and more worried and shouted to Hongwu beside him:
"Go and report to His Majesty."

Without any hesitation, Hongwu immediately turned into a ray of light and flew towards where Ying Zheng was.

Little did he know that at this time, Ying Zheng knew everything that happened at the Starry Great Wall.

The starry wall in his mind not only shone with divine light, but also became more and more dazzling, as if there was an endless force constantly surging out to fight, and it was effortlessly doing so.

Ying Zheng could feel very clearly that compared to the Starry Sky Great Wall, the power of Yang Jian's attack was insignificant.

But Ying Zheng couldn't help but look at Yang Jian, who was hundreds of thousands of feet tall on the Starry Sky Great Wall, in shock, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal admiration:
“As expected of Erlang Shen, under the Dharma Realm, his strength is comparable to that of a Daluo Jinxian in the late stage or even the peak stage.

With such power, he could even rank among the top gods in heaven.

Unfortunately, without reaching the level of a quasi-saint, it will be difficult to break through my Great Wall of Stars."

Ying Zheng raised his lips and smiled calmly. (End of this chapter)