Eternal Demon King

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.

"Don't give up, don't be afraid, my ambition is higher than the sky."

Yang Xuan drank wildly, almost stunned Wu Yifei and Wu Jun and the others below.

When they looked up one by one, they were all shocked.

Is this still a human? The white clothes have long since turned into blood clothes, and the whole body is bleeding, which makes people feel the trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

"No way, with that kid's body so miserable, how can we go up!?"

"Forget it, let's go out, we can go here is the limit."

After a breath of cold air, several people crushed the teleportation talisman and disappeared.

"Wu Jun, you go out too."

Wu Yifei turned his head.

Hearing this, Wu Jun nodded with difficulty, crushed the teleportation talisman and left.

At the same time, Yang Xuan came to the seventy-ninth floor stone steps and stepped out with one foot.

One foot down!

Going straight to the 80th floor of the stone steps, an invisible force that seemed to be carrying the sky rushed forward, pressing down on Yang Xuan.

This is no longer the breath of chaos, but a kind of divine power, a kind of divine power released by the fire of chaos, which seems to be able to suppress eternity.

This repression is not only aimed at the flesh, but also at the soul.

If the physical body collapses, it will die naturally, and if the soul collapses, it will also die tragically.

All in all, a dead word.

Chaos Fire God is invincible, and he never thought of letting people pass through this place.

Click!

Yang Xuan's kneecap was completely broken, and his body suddenly became short, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

However, when his knees were still a few centimeters from the ground, he suddenly stopped and stood up slowly with a loud roar.

At this moment, the power of the gods was greatly reduced.

In the dark, Yang Xuan felt a pair of eyes open from nothingness, and was looking at himself with a little appreciation in his eyes.

The Fire Spirit of Chaos Fire!

Yang Xuan was shocked, took two steps against the divine might, and ascended the Chaos altar in one fell swoop.

There is no divine power here, and even the atmosphere of chaos no longer exists, and it is very open. Except for a three-legged and two-eared cauldron in the center and the fire of chaos above the cauldron, only Wu Lingyan is left.

The little girl's eyes were closed at this moment, and her body exuded a peaceful atmosphere. She sat cross-legged under the big cauldron by herself, with a solemn appearance and a psychedelic look.

"You're enlightened so soon!"

Yang Xuan was startled at first, but then he was relieved.

After all, Wu Lingyan has already been recognized by the fire of chaos, so she can easily enter the state and understand the meaning of fire with the help of the fire of chaos.

In this regard, Yang Xuan envied but was not jealous, but secretly felt happy for Wu Lingyan.

He took out a drop of the Fountain of Life and took it, then found a place to sit and looked up at the Chaos Fire above the cauldron.

About the size of a palm, the whole body is white and flawless, and it is dazzling.

At a glance, it gives people a strong visual impact, as if this is not a cluster of small flames, but a divine flame standing on the top of the heavens, spanning billions of miles away, and it is the only one in the nine heavens and ten places. .

This is the fire of chaos, the divine fire that was born at the beginning of chaos.

Legend has it that the person who has obtained this fire can control all fires in the world, and can devour all kinds of flames to strengthen his body. The effect is powerful and defying the sky. It is rare in the world, and even the emperor will be moved.

"Unfortunately, I can't refine it."

Yang Xuan sighed in his heart. Don't look at the fire of chaos, which is now introverted, without threat, and does not emit such a high temperature.

But if it is provoked, the extreme high temperature can erupt in an instant, enough to burn everything into fly ash.

As the purgatory boy said, this divine fire cannot even be refined by the emperor, but one can imagine how powerful it is.

Yang Xuan looked solemn, trying to communicate with the "spirit" of the fire of chaos with his mind.

Everything in the world has a spirit, even if it is a towering tree, a green grass, or even a cold stone, it also contains its own spirituality.

It's just that this kind of spirituality is deeply hidden, and it is extremely difficult to awaken, otherwise the grass, trees and stones will be able to speak, and people will speak.

And supreme beings like the Fire of Chaos have awakened their spirits since their birth. They can not only speak human words, but also have extremely high wisdom.

"Senior Huo Ling, the younger generation came here because of this, and if you want to understand the profound meaning of fire, I hope you will fulfill it."

Yang Xuan said respectfully.

But after waiting for a long time, the "spirit" of the Chaos Fire didn't kill him, just suspended there quietly, the light flickered slightly, and it was extremely sacred.

Yang Xuan was very depressed in his heart, thinking that I should kneel and kowtow.

He took a deep breath, his face was calm, extremely humble and respectful, and he said again: "No Dao, never leave, and I hope that Senior Huo Ling will be fulfilled."

"It's ridiculous, just relying on you as a foreigner, you also want to use our sacred fire to understand the profound meaning of fire. This is undoubtedly a fool's dream."

A weak laughter came, and the voice was full of thick ridicule.

Yang Xuan turned his head to look, and saw Wu Yifei crawling up with a pale face, tattered clothes, and blood all over his body.

It was indeed crawling, his physical body was not as good as Yang Xuan's, and he was able to climb the altar of Chaos with unyielding anger. As soon as he came up, he collapsed to the ground and was dying.

Fortunately, there is no chaotic atmosphere on the chaotic altar, and there is no power of divine fire, otherwise it is difficult to say whether he can survive.