The group turned around, led by Ye Qingyu, and walked towards the mountain path.

Behind them, among the tens of thousands of foreign powerhouses, at this moment, there were also intentional movers who instantly wanted to follow Ye Qingyu and others to climb the mountain together, but in the end no one really moved his steps.

Because this step is equivalent to disobeying the wishes of the quasi-emperor of Xuan Ji Sect on the top of the mountain. Even a fool knows what the consequences will be when fighting against a quasi-emperor. Even a fool knows that even if Ye Qingyu's killing and killing makes some foreign powerhouses excited, this is not enough to make them follow Ye Qingyu to fight against a quasi-emperor.

The cultivation level is getting higher and higher, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the status is becoming more and more prominent. However, the passionate blood of youth seems to be getting further and further away from them. Through the heart-warming strife and the flies are becoming more and more. The world is like a net, entangling everyone in it, and the more you struggle, the tighter you become.

Ye Qingyu obviously had no intention of inciting these people to climb the mountaineering together.

Since he has experienced so many ups and downs from the Tianhuang Realm, he is really aware of the state of the alien races in the vast world. He has always been sweeping away the snow in front of his own. No matter how others are frost, it is simply a fool to unite so many powerful aliens. What's more, even if he takes such a group of people to Dutian Peak, it may be unbeautiful. Who knows whose camp these guys will choose to stand at the critical moment?

If they choose to help Xuanji Sect, which has the upper hand, wouldn’t they backfire and suffer?

The mountain road is curved.

The figures of Ye Qingyu and others disappeared in a blink of an eye after the cliff was transferred.

The wind and snow covered the traces of several people.

Tens of thousands of strong men from all races watched the six or seven human races disappear from sight, and looked at the surrendered strong men remaining in front of the mountain road, the bodies of the Xuanji Sect's minor officials and minions, and each of them didn't know what they were feeling.

The only thing that is consistent is that a sense of frustration that is hard to contain is rising in my heart.

Yes, it's frustration.

Every strong man knew very well how big it would take to go up the mountain path. Now they watched the figures of the six or seven human races step on that path and disappear. Maybe it won’t take long for them, including Ye Qingyu, to die from the wrath of the quasi-emperor, but every strong man from the alien race knew very well that the six or seven human races were on a truly correct path, the path that really should belong to the warriors. And they who stayed in the same place lost to the fear of death in their hearts, which would become a demon of inner thoughts. I don’t know how long it would take to erase it from the heart of martial arts.

"Why didn't Ye Qingyu raise his arms and shout? If he had just incited a few words, I might have followed him?"

A young alien strongman thought of it with regret.

They were once geniuses who shone the light, loved by their teachers, relatives and friends, and even their destiny. They always felt that they were unique, but when they faced Ye Qingyu, they suddenly realized that there were people outside the world and there were mountains outside the world. It was really a truth that had never changed since ancient times, and they were obviously too far apart.

The wind whistles.

The only thing the strong men at the foot of the mountain can do at this time is to wait.

...

Ye Qingyu and the others walked very slowly.

Because after walking about three or four thousand meters along the curved mountain path, a terrible pressure suddenly appeared in the void, or the gravity of the earth seemed to have suddenly increased hundreds of times. Walking in such an environment, everyone felt like they were carrying a mountain on their backs. The terrible gravity made even those who were martial arts saints feel heavy.

Under such heavy pressure, even the strong man in the Great Saint Realm could not get out of the air, so he could only walk forward step by step with his feet.

"I'm so tired... Damn, what kind of power is this?" Fat Master Li Shengyan panted and sweated profusely, and said unhappily: "Why do I feel that every time I take a step forward, the weight on my body will be increased?"

"That's true." The female saint of Youlan spoke and said, "It should be a quasi-emperor power field. If you don't have enough strength, you can't even get close to the quasi-emperor... The pressure of the three quasi-emperors is released, like a power and a prison, we... are afraid we can't even reach the top of the mountain." When she said this, she couldn't help but look at Ye Qingyu.

The more you walk on such a mountain road, the more you can realize how desperately powerful the quasi-emperor is.

The female saint of Youlan thought to herself that if someone really could walk to the top of Dutian Peak to see the scene of the quasi-emperor Taoist rivalry, then perhaps only Ye Qingyu would be there. Except for Ye Qingyu, the others could no longer bear this terrible pressure of being omnipresent.

And it is obvious that the few of them will gradually become a burden to Ye Qingyu.

"Just treat it as a training." Ye Qingyu walked in front and smiled: "Not everyone has the opportunity to practice in the quasi-imperial power field."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Youlan Female Saint and others lit up. Thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

If you don’t think about whether you can reach the top of the mountain, and ignore the purpose of this trip, and just regard this climb as a training to sharpen your own cultivation, everything will suddenly become clear.

After all, if you have reached their level of cultivation, it is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Only the fat man was still panting and cursing.

Half an hour later.

Everyone walked forward about ten thousand meters of mountain.

The mountain road is twisting and twisting like a sheep's intestine, curling up. If you want to climb to the top of Dutian Peak, you are afraid that it will be hundreds of thousands of meters away. Under such a terrible environment and gravity, it is really difficult to complete such a journey. What's even more abnormal is that every time the height rises by one meter, this terrible gravity will increase accordingly.

"I can't walk anymore."

Situ Kongming, the weakest, could not bear this pressure first and chose to give up.

He chose an open space, sat cross-legged and realized the quasi-emperor power field, and tried to use this powerful pressure to impact his martial arts bottleneck.

Ye Qingyu nodded, said nothing, and continued to move up.

If you can't stand it, you can't force it.

Otherwise, it will cause endless disasters and will even be killed directly by this force field.

After about another cup of tea, the second person who fell behind was Tao Jieqian.

Then there is Zhang Wudao.

However, the two female saints, Qin Yanzi and Youlan, actually persisted for a longer time.

However, after another incense stick, the two female heroes could not hold on.

The two finally chose to sit quietly and practice in a sunken half-mountain cave.

In the end, only Fatty and Ye Qingyu were left.

With Ye Qingyu's strength, he naturally won't be unable to hold on.

He didn't know how strong his physical cultivation was. He walked step by step, extremely relaxed, with his hands behind him, his steps were neither too fast nor too slow, and he carefully realized the power of this strange force field, trying to capture the source of the quasi-emperor's power from it. Ye Qingyu really wanted to understand the power of the quasi-emperor from the shallow to the deep, from weak to strong, and Ye Qingyu really wanted it. He had to seize such an opportunity and try to improve his strength again.

As for the fat man...

He has already moved forward by climbing.

His cultivation level is actually similar to that of Qin Yanzi and others.

The reason why he could last until this time was just that he was holding his breath in his heart and wanted to climb to the top of the mountain to see his ancestor.

This fat man was afraid of death and pain. Perhaps he developed the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm when the Li family in the Ming Dynasty was in decline in the past. It can be imagined that when the entire family was destroyed, this guy who was under the burden of family revitalization endured humiliation for the last chance. In the darkness, perhaps only by finding Li Xiaofei in the 18th District of the Black Demon Abyss could welcoming the light. This can explain why, in the 18th District, the fat man would rather die in it if he didn't rescue Li Xiaofei... This feeling may be understood by Ye Qingyu, who has lived alone since childhood.

"Even if you climb, you have to climb up."

The fat man gritted his teeth and sweared.

At this time, he was really on all sides, using his hands and feet, climbing towards the top of the mountain like a monkey.

Ye Qingyu did not take action to protect the fat man.

If things in the world are like chess, I am a small pawn, and I am a long road, and although I am slow, who has ever seen me take a step back?

Individuals have their own fate.

If the fat man can really climb to the top of the mountain, it may be a great breakthrough for him, whether it is martial arts or mentality.

Ye Qingyu walked slowly.

After a cup of tea, the fat man behind him could no longer see it.

The fat man was really tough this time, and he never asked Ye Qingyu to help him from beginning to end.

On the winding mountain road, Ye Qingyu walked alone.

Just like this long road of martial arts, although there have been many companions, teachers and friends, and like-minded friends, if you want to truly reach the peak, you always need to walk alone. Only a few people can see the true peak scenery, so there is a saying that the heights are too cold.

There is only one way to reach the top of Dutian Peak since ancient times.

Ye Qingyu walked through the sky, walked through the pine and cypress, walked through the snow, passed the ice, walked through the narrow plank road, walked through the single-wood stone bridge, walked through the ice cave, and walked through the hot spring ice floes...

Climbing a mountain is like walking on the road of life.

Along the way, I saw too many wonders and too many ordinary scenery.

Isn’t life the same?

There are magnificent waves that are shaking the earth, and there are also gurgling streams that are unknown.

Ye Qingyu walked and looked at it, as if he was really here to travel and see the scenery.

About an hour later, Ye Qingyu also sweated.

Sweat profusely.

But I feel unprecedented comfort.

Just like an ordinary person who has experienced a long journey and seen endless beautiful scenery, his whole body, mind and soul were washed and he felt extremely happy. Ye Qingyu's whole body was covered with hot white mist, and the breath he exhaled when he opened his mouth was white.

Then he stopped.

There is a cliff ahead.

In the wind and snow on the cliff edge of the abyss, a man sat cross-legged in the wind and snow, his body was covered with snowflakes, like a snowman, but only a pair of spears on his knees were not covered with snow.

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