"That may not be!" Feng Qi raised his head, with unprecedented confidence in his eyes.

Seeing Feng Qi showing such a look, Ji Siye couldn't help frowning slightly. With his identity, how could he not see Feng Qi's condition at this moment?

The spiritual pressure at the sixty-fifth level has reached the limit of the Dan Killing Realm. The spiritual pressure at the seventy level may not be able to withstand even the cultivators in the embryo realm!

What's more, Feng Qi's body seems to have not been specially tempered, and it is difficult to withstand the pressure of seventy levels!!

"you..."

Just as Ji Siye wanted to say something, his eyes suddenly froze and he looked behind Feng Qi.

Zuoan and Xue Ning had already chased after one after another. The two of them were not fast, but they were very stable!

Moreover, both of their cultivation levels are in the late stage of the elixir, and they are not far from the next great realm.

Compared with this alone, Feng Qi has already lost at the starting line.

Just thinking that there was a mysterious green aura in Feng Qi's body, Ji Siye couldn't judge whether Feng Qi could withstand the next level of spiritual pressure!!

"The spiritual pressure here is so strong!" Xue Ning's face looked slightly solemn.

After the sixty-fifth floor, the spiritual pressure on each floor gradually increases. She needs to gradually adapt to the spiritual pressure so that she can stand firm in the next floor.

When she stood on the sixty-nine floor, the bones on her body were already clattering, and the severe pain on her body made her face slightly pale.

The situation on Zuoban is much better. His physical strength is far greater than that of Xue Ning and Murong Bai, so when he stood on the 69th floor, he just shook it gently and quickly stood firm.

Turning his head to look at Feng Qi, Zuoan's eyes showed unprecedented fighting spirit.

Feng Qi's actions have already aroused his long-lost competitive spirit, so he has been adjusting his status along the way, and his goal is not just seventy levels, he wants to become a peerless monster!

As long as he reaches the eighty level, he can enter any of the four university governments, and the resources of the university will be tilted towards him in large quantities!!

Maybe at that time, I really had the chance to surpass that guy...

When he thought of this, a figure appeared in Zuoban's mind. The figure was so powerful that it made him desperate. And it was not only him. Among the young monks on the mainland, who were under two hundred years old, that guy could at least enter the top three!!

So his purpose here is to surpass that guy!!

Seeing someone catching up, Feng Qi just glanced at him.

Anyway, her purpose is not to compete with others and who can climb fast. She just wants to integrate the relics as soon as possible, not to show off!

She swears, absolutely not!!

"You are very strong!" Zuo An could sense that Feng Qi's cultivation was not as good as him, but the speed of climbing was much faster than that of himself!

Such talent made him a little envious!

However, in this world, you can become a strong man by relying on your talent alone. Zuo An will crush all the geniuses and monsters here and then walk out of here!!

Seeing Zuo An's burning eyes, Feng Qi was a little confused.

"Boss, do you think this guy wants to chase me?" Feng Qi asked quietly, squinting while rubbing Ji Siye's soft fur.

Ji Siye looked at Feng Qi coldly, "Do you think his eyes are blind?"

"It shouldn't be blind, he..." Feng Qi said halfway and immediately reacted, "Big Boss, do you know that a man with a stinky tongue will go to hell after he is burping away!!"

What is blindness?

Whoever can fall in love with such a beautiful girl as her is definitely a keen eye, why is she blind?

Damn it!!

Feng Qi stared at Ji Siye and grinded his teeth.

"Hell?" Ji Siye looked contemptuous, "I am a demon. Even if there is really hell, I am the king of hell!"

Feng Qi took a breath.

This day I can't talk further!

The world of straight men is terrible...

"I'm looking forward to fighting with you!" Zuo An stared at Feng Qi, his eyes rising, but then he seemed a little disappointed, "It's a pity that your cultivation is still a little short of...."

Feng Qi, “….”

"Don't pay attention to this guy, he is just a martial arts fanatic." Xue Ning spoke from the side.

Zuo An did not refute.

It's true that he is a martial arts fanatic, and he doesn't think there is anything to be ashamed of...

"Well, do you want to rest for a while, or... go up together?" Feng Qi felt that she had almost recovered.

Zuo An and Xue Ning's expressions froze at the same time.

You should know that from the sixtyth level, there is no time constraint here, and some people even practiced on the spot for several years before choosing to cross the next ladder.

There are many people who have walked out of the Dragon Transformation Ladder for more than ten years or even decades!

Even if he wants to enter the seventieth level, he has to upgrade his state to the peak and try when he is sure, but is this guy crazy?

"Are you serious?" Xue Ning was speechless.

They struggled to catch up with them, but they had not yet stood firm, and they were about to distance themselves from them again...

Can you still have fun together?!

"Yes." Feng Qi smiled at the two of them and suddenly looked behind them, "Hey, someone is coming up again."

"Fuyao?!" Xue Ning frowned slightly when she saw Fuyao.

Fu Yao stepped onto the sixty-ninth floor, his body also clattered, and his face was slightly pale.

But the next second, a pure breath of life enveloped her, which quickly made her stand firm and then looked at the three people around her.

Fu Yao looked at the three of them coldly, his expression like the ice that has not changed for thousands of years.

"I owe her money?!" Feng Qi's first impression when he saw Fuyao was this.

No, I don't know her at all, how could I owe her money...

Feng Qi thought Xue Ning was easier to get along with, and the two were close together, so she asked in a low voice, "Who is this guy? Why does it seem like the whole world owes her money..."

"Out money?" Xue Ning was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter.

Fuyao is the iceberg goddess in the eyes of all male monks. The man who likes her is enough to surround a holy land and line up dozens of times!

This was the first time she heard that someone described Fuyao like this.

Moreover, she didn't have this feeling before, just because she felt that Fuyao was not easy to get along with and had a bad temper, so she didn't like to contact such people.

But after Feng Qi finished speaking, she looked at Fu Yao a few more times, and she felt a little bit like that...

"Small damn!"

At this moment, Murong Bai's voice sounded behind him.

Zuo An was a little surprised, "You actually came up?"

Murong Bai's old face turned red and he was stubborn to defend himself, "I just want to be more stable..."

"Have you been kneeling for a few hours?" Zuo An's expression was serious, as if he really believed Murong Bai's words.

Xue Ning laughed aside so much that tears were almost coming out.

Murong Bai stared at Zuo An and opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, and whether to hit someone in the face or not, why did this guy greet him specifically?
Chapter completed!