Chapter 940 The Emperor Li Shen Falls in War

Ruan Tang raised his hand again.

The skin of the fingers is no longer green, white and tender, but has some loose folds.

Ruan Tang looked at the last 320th step of the white jade staircase leading to the sky, holding the Year Crow Lantern tightly, lifting his legs and taking steps.

"It's time to speed up."

Ruan Tang didn't know how long she could last.

She only knew that the life span of the Venerable Realm was not much, and even if there were crows and lanterns, she could not completely resist the horror of the immortal road.

If you don’t get faster, you won’t be able to pick that fruit at all.

step.

step.

Another step.

It's not as easy as before when I walked hundreds of steps.

Now Ruan Tang felt like she was filled with lead on her legs. Every step was very difficult, and her shoulders were pressing against her invisible weight that almost suffocated her.

And as I continued to climb, this feeling of suffocation became heavier and heavier.

Tenth order.

Twenty-level.

Fifty level.

Ruan Tang stopped at the last 270th level of the immortal road, holding the lantern of the Year Crow trembled gently, and sweated on his forehead.

"call--"

Ruan Tang kept taking deep breaths and adjusting her breathing rhythm. She rested for less than three seconds before continuing to raise her foot.

this time.

She still crossed the fifty level before stopping.

"There are 220 levels..."

Ruan Tang really wanted to sit on the ground and rest for a while, even if it was only a few seconds.

But she didn't.

Ruan Tang was afraid that once she sat down, she would no longer have the strength to stand up.

At this time, the black and blue hair had turned white, and the skin on the whole body was no longer as delicate as jade. It was visible to the naked eye that Ruan Tang seemed to be in her twenties.

Pick the fairy fruit and save Xu Lai's tone.

Ruan Tang forced herself to hold her back and refused to let go. She forced her body to walk upwards. This time... she still had a break at the fifty level.

But the time taken for these fifty levels is longer than before.

"There are still one hundred and seventy levels."

Ruan Tang always stood upright, her temperament was as usual, but her appearance looked much older, full of traces of the passing of time.

Ruan Tang stopped for three seconds as usual, and climbed up on time after three seconds.

Little do you know.

The near Xianlu was completely infuriated.

All monks stared at this place, unable to believe their eyes.

Months ago.

The Eight Desolate Emperors, Nine Phoenix Emperors, and Golden Stone Emperors joined forces to the Nine Kings Hall located in Tianwaitian.

The gear of Emperor Yunji rotates.

The nine hundred and ninety-nine levels of immortal road appears!

In less than half a year, ten emperors fell into the realm of the realm, and a large number of quasi-emperors and immortal cultivators almost dyed red and shattered more than 300 levels of immortal paths with their lives.

But this is just one-third of the immortal path, and two-thirds of the complete immortal path!

The strongest quasi-emperor was the ancestor of Zen, who had just passed the 239th level.

According to the calculations of the major holy places, the imperial realm can only go to level 333 or above, which is one-third of the complete immortal path.

Therefore, the monks in the Immortal Realm believe.

Only after the remaining six hundred white jade ladders are broken by half, will the emperor-level powerful man headed by Emperor Tiangui appear.

However, how many levels did the unknown female cultivator have gone?

"Four hundred...437th level." A male monk spoke tremblingly.

"Are you sure?"

A quasi-emperor strong man stepped from a step away, and was a nine-headed lion with anxiety in his eyes.

"Yes, sure. She...when this senior ascended the road to immortality, he walked next to me. There was an old man sitting on a boat flying magic weapon at that time."

The words of a male monk will make the road of immortality silent.

Level 437 is not a distance that can be reached by the quasi-emperor realm, and this number is still increasing...

Ruan Tang takes every step.

It is getting closer to the immortal fruit.

"Is it the Emperor Realm?"

The nine-headed lion's quasi-emperor's eighteen eyes were unpredictable, and reason told him that he should wait at this time.

Wait until this female cultivator who is not sure whether she is the Emperor Realm has fallen and then ascends the path of immortality, so that she can walk dozens of levels less.

But in a short time of thinking, the Nine-Headed Lion saw that the female cultivator had walked another tenth level. After finishing the immortal road, only the last 160th level was left.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The nine-headed lion gritted his teeth and flew towards the fairy road.

According to the sacred land, the Emperor Realm can walk above 333 levels, one-third of the complete immortal path.

But this is too much included, which may be level 433, level 533, or even level 633.

There are not many monks who make a choice like the Nine-Headed Lion, and there is only one immortal fruit.

If taken.

What is the meaning of that immortal road to these dying people?

Some people choose to fight, but naturally some people choose to wait a little longer.

...

Oriental Immortal Realm.

Red Sail Galaxy.

The Eight Desert Emperor was covered in blood and shouted happily: "Respond to the future, come again!"

“It’s really easy to calculate.”

Tianguiyuan did not use brute force to fight against Li Bahuang, but retreated millions of miles with a faint gaze.

"What do you mean?" Li Bahuang frowned.

"Immortal Fruit."

Yuanying's pale face became faintly cold.

Li Bahuang scattered his divine thoughts, and a little bit of his face looked surprised: "Ruan Tang? Why is she on the road to immortality..."

For Ruan Tang.

It is no stranger to the Bahuang.

He once visited the Heavenly Court with Emperor Jinshi.

I saw Xu Qingfeng's two descendants and the mistress of the Heavenly Court with my own eyes.

"She's name is Ruan Tang."

Tian Guiyuan smiled, his smile mixed with unconcealed murderous intent: "Dongfang Youming, you dare to ruin my big deal!"

"Bang"

Li Bahuang slapped his forehead and quickly understood the reasons and consequences. He couldn't help laughing out loud:

"I suddenly don't want to die. I really want to see what expression you will show after you plan your life in a cycle of reincarnation and waiting for you."

"She doesn't have the strength!"

The Tiangui, who had previously had bare hands and fist, held Ying Zhu Jian, and his breath was more than terrifying than before.
To be continued...