Peerless Martial Soul

There was a cliff in front of him, but Zhuo Bufan slammed into it, and saw the cliff sway like a water ripple, and then Zhuo Bufan disappeared.

Everyone did what they learned, and they all ran into it.

Chen Feng felt as if he had passed through a thin layer of silk, a flower in front of him, and then he was relieved.

After he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Where is the cliff in front of you? It is clearly a huge mountain standing tall!

The cliff that was just now is just an illusion.

Broken Arrow Peak is 10,000 meters high, which is already extremely tall and majestic, and this giant peak is at least three times the height of Broken Arrow Peak, reaching 30,000 meters high!

From a distance, there seemed to be pavilions hidden in the mountains.

A thirty-meter-wide, straight huge step leading to the top of the peak, it seems that there are at least tens of thousands of steps!

I don’t know how much manpower and material resources are needed to build such a large project.

"Here is Songyang Peak where Nei Zong is located! Songyang Peak is 30,000 meters high, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. There are 100,000 steps like this!"

"According to the rules, you disciples who are about to join the Nei Sect must walk up one step at a time. You must not run or fly! Understand?"

"Yes!" Everyone obeyed.

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said: "This seat will send you here. You can walk up 30,000 along this step, and you will come to a square one-third of the height of the mountain, where there will be people waiting for you."

He looked at the top ten disciples and said hopefully: "The way to come, you have to go by yourself!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and expressed their gratitude sincerely: "Thank you, Sovereign."

After Zhuo Bufan left, Chen Feng and others walked up the steps step by step.

As soon as he went up, someone exclaimed: "What's the matter? My true energy can't be used!"

Sure enough, when he said this, everyone had discovered that after being within the range of the steps, his body was like being locked by an iron chain, unable to use it, only relying on physical strength.

Some disciples said arrogantly, "What are you afraid of? Even if we can't use our true energy, our bodies are far beyond ordinary people. Why are we afraid of walking over?"

Everyone responded.

Chen Feng found that his qi could not be used anymore, but he didn't make a fuss, smiled slightly, said nothing, and moved forward.

At the beginning, there was nothing, but after walking more than three thousand steps, some people couldn't stand it, their faces were pale and panting.

After the 10,000 steps, some people already had their legs as soft as noodles, their chests were boring, their hearts were beating wildly, and with a plop, they fell directly to the ground and could no longer stand up.

Although they are all martial artists, their bodies are also mortals. In the cultivation of the acquired realm, there is not much to temper the body at all, basically it is to absorb spiritual energy.

So their physical strength is much stronger than the average person, but not so outrageous.

At this time, the face was as usual, and only Chen Feng was alone. His body has been transformed by the dragon's blood and is extremely tyrannical. After being transformed, he can match the acquired peak powers only by relying on his body without using the qi.

This intensity is nothing to him.

When everyone saw it, they were extremely impressed, and said one after another: "The big brother is the big brother, much better than us."

Everyone proposed to take a break, and Chen Feng said lightly: "Why, this won't work anymore? How bumpy is the practice? How much pain? What is this pain?"

He stared at the crowd with a solemn tone: "Do you know that the higher the path of cultivation, the more difficult it is. When you reach the high state, sometimes you can break through with a clear eye, but it happens to run into a bottleneck, and when the strength is reached, you will live and die. Unable to break through, one block will be blocked for several years or even ten years!"

"That kind of pain and despair makes people want to commit suicide! Compared to the great pain that is about to be faced, what is this today?"

"No matter how tired, can we despair? At least there is still a way in front of us, and we know that we just need to go forward!"

After Chen Feng finished speaking, without looking back, he walked straight up.

Everyone was shocked and thoughtful one by one. Suddenly, Yang Mubai roared with a grim face, and followed Chen Feng, striding forward.

Behind him, everyone yelled or beat their chests to encourage themselves, forcing themselves to follow.

Walking up another five thousand steps, a disciple suddenly uttered a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted, and his body fell softly to the ground.

It is Qin Moling's former lover, the girl in purple clothes, Xu Ruxu.

She has a low cultivation base and a weak physique. She walked here with strong support, and she couldn't make it anymore.

In the war, deserters on the defeated side ran away desperately, vomiting blood, and many of them ran alive. Xu Ruxu is like this now.

Xu Ruxu felt that she was almost exhausted, her vision blurred, her chest pained, and she lay on the ground panting.

At this moment, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him.

She raised her head and looked up, seeing Chen Feng standing in front of her.

Chen Feng silently picked her up and carried her on his left shoulder.