Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1382 Over Ninety
"You stop with me!"

The gray monk shouted.

He just said tauntingly that he is safe when he enters the main hall. Now that someone is in front, isn't it something that hinders him.

The figure in front turned around.

When everyone saw it, many people laughed.

It's Tian Ermiao!

The gray-clothed monk also recognized Tian Ermiao, and he frowned, "It's you..."

"You want to go in first?" Tian Ermiao asked.

The grey-clothed monk saw Tian Ermiao using supernatural powers, and fear jumped in his eyes.

However, he still bite the bullet and said, "I want to go in first."

"can."

Surprisingly, Tian Ermiao stepped aside.

The gray-clothed monk looked at Tian Ermiao in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"I want to ask you when are you sure you will enter first?" Tian Ermiao said.

"I'm sure." The gray monk said.

"Then, please do what you want." Tian Ermiao said flatly.

The gray monk became suspicious and uncertain.

"If you go in, then I will go in." Tian Ermiao said.

"I'll go in."

The grey-clothed friar gritted his teeth, and strode over.

Like the old man before, he walked quickly at first, but slowed down when he reached the corpse.

As he walked, he was vigilant.

At the same time, he was still paying attention to the figure of the old man in front of him.

Suddenly, the gray monk's pupils shrank.

He didn't feel alive in the old man.

That means the old man is dead!
He regretted it, so he stepped back.

This withdrawal represented his death.

A wave of spiritual coercion pressed towards him.

Immediately, the grey-clothed friar fell to the ground, bleeding to death from his seven orifices.

"what happened?"

Although the grey-clothed friar's map cannon made everyone very unhappy, but they still hope that the gray-clothed friar can enter, so there is hope for him to enter.

The old man had already reached the threshold. This man was still some distance away from the door. Why did he die?
Just when everyone was wondering, Tian Ermiao walked towards the main hall.

"Look, Tian Ermiao has gone."

"He's not afraid..."

Everyone's attention was on Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao's speed was neither too fast nor too slow.

He's been walking at his own pace.

After crossing the corpse, he was still at that speed.

to the door.

Perhaps it was Tian Ermiao's movement that stirred up the airflow.

The old man's body crashed to the ground.

Only then did everyone see that the old man's seven orifices were covered with blood.

"It turned out that they were all dead..."

"He's in!"

Someone screamed.

In the blink of an eye, everyone couldn't see Tian Ermiao's figure anymore.

"So calm? Why is it so easy?"

"Is it because of the pace?"

"What is the connection between the pressure of the soul and the pace? Tian Ermiao has realized the supernatural power, which means that the soul is extremely powerful, and the pressure of the soul here will not affect him."

"People are more popular than people."

"Hey……"

Tian Ermiao came to the center of the hall.

This is a circular hall.

Sure enough, there are stairs all around.

One staircase is far from the second and leads all the way to the top.

Counted, eleven steps.

It happened to be from ninety to one hundred.

Tian Ermiao found a place without hesitation.

He had no reason to hesitate.

He came to the ladder of gods to transform into gods.

Also, the dragon egg is now pointing upwards.

That is to say, the weapons beyond the spirit weapon are in this hall.

Tian Ermiao stepped up to the first step.

It's not as easy as it looks, the soul is as powerful as him, and it's painful.

Standing on that step, Tian Ermiao stopped.

He had to fix it.

Because the upper step is too high from here.

The soul has been greatly suppressed, and it is difficult to climb to the top.

Above the clouds above the main hall, the white-robed man was very leisurely.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Hey, why did you come to me?" The white-robed man was surprised.

"Did you find the dragon egg and give it to someone who climbed the Tongshen Ladder?"

The visitor is a spirit.

"How do you say that?" The white-robed man pretended to be stupid.

"Don't pretend to be in front of me."

Qi Ling said, "I know best what virtue you have."

"Are you trying to steal the dragon pattern? It seems that you have set your mind on me, so you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Acid appeared around Qi Ling.

Seeing the acid, the white-robed people all had fear in their eyes.

The white-robed man hurriedly said, "Sit down and talk."

"What's there to say?"

Qi Ling said: "The Ladder of Tongshen is the place where monks can transform into gods, but you stop it. What is your intention?"

"Since when did you start caring about outsiders?" the white-robed man said flatly.

"I don't care about anyone, I just want to say, you changed the rules of Tongshen Ladder, is it because of the dragon pattern?"

Qi Ling questioned.

"Why did you say that?" The man in white robe drank his tea.

"You separated the ninetieth floor of the Tongshen Ladder." Qi Ling said.

The white-robed man was taken aback for a moment, but then he smiled and said, "What can it explain?"

"You and I both know that the dragon pattern is most likely hidden on the ninetieth floor." Qi Ling said coldly.

"You and I can't enter the hall, so what if we know that the dragon pattern is inside?"

The white robe said humanely: "An Ansheng, wait for the great era to come, perhaps, you may have your own fortune."

"The biggest good fortune for me is the dragon pattern on the body."

Qi Ling shouted: "I feel the breath of the dragon egg, give me an explanation!"

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

The white robe said humanely: "You also know that although I have the title of master of the Tongshen Ladder, I can't touch every step of the Tongshen Ladder, otherwise, it will be destroyed by the rules of heaven and earth, so how can I get it? Where's the dragon egg?"

"You once raised a monkey!" Qi Ling only stared at the white-robed man.

"You said that monkey betrayed me." The white-robed man said.

"I don't want to hear this, tell me, are you trying to get the dragon pattern!" Qi Ling shouted.

The white-robed man frowned, "Your tone makes me very unhappy."

As he spoke, the white-robed man waved his hand.

The spirit of the weapon fell towards the bottom.

"You..." Qi Ling was furious, "Sooner or later, I will kill you!"

"I am in charge of this place. You are boarding here. I haven't asked you for the accommodation fee yet. You have come to question me. You have to understand that you are just a tool spirit."

The white-robed man snorted, "When I talk to you, I respect you. Don't touch your face, otherwise, I will seal you here forever!"

The figure of Qi Ling disappeared.

Presumably, Qi Ling will not let it go.

"who cares."

The white-robed man stared at the hall below, and he began to look forward to it, "He has already entered, I hope you are lucky enough to find the dragon pattern."

"If you can't find it... don't blame me for slapping you to death."

(End of this chapter)