Suddenly, an invisible pressure suddenly fell from the sky and pressed directly on him.

"Well, it's actually an oppression of will." Ye Jian's brow was frivolous and he couldn't help but say something to himself.

This pressure only acts on his will and does not suppress his cultivation. In other words, no matter how high Ye Jian's cultivation is, he will not resist this pressure at all.

The pressure to test will requires will to bear it personally.

And these are what Ye Jian already learned in his heart after he stepped onto the first level.

However, Ye Jian has experienced an unusual life and his will has long been as strong as a stone. How could he be crushed by mere illusory pressure?

He slowly raised his right foot and stepped directly to the second step.

Boom~.

Suddenly, a pressure that was twice as strong as the first level was coming down from nothingness, fell on Ye Jian's will, and then exploded.

Ye Jian didn't understand his expression, and he still walked forward, continued to raise his left foot, and stepped onto the third step.

...

Time flies, and half an hour passes in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Ye Jian was already standing on the 150th step.

The pressure on this step is already a hundred times that of the first step. The huge pressure in the void acts like a mountain on Ye Jian's will.

At this moment, fine beads of sweat had already oozed out of the latter's forehead, and slowly rolled down along the outline of his skin. However, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"It's still a little bit short, it's far from my limit."

With a light shout, Ye Jian then raised his left foot again and stepped steadily onto the 151st step. In an instant, a greater pressure enveloped him.

Ye Jian straightened his body, raised his right foot, and completely stepped onto level 151.

At the same time, next to the ladder where he was, through the surging cloud layer, four figures could be seen, climbing nervously and closely.

The young man with green hair in the blood-colored palace dress was gritting his teeth and stepping up step by step. His forehead was already sweating like a ball.

However, the green-haired young man still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Hmph, the Fire Phoenix inheritance on the top of the mountain must belong to me, no one can compete with me. Ye Jian cannot do it, Mu Xiaohan and Beifangxiu cannot do it either."

Feeling the pressure like a mountain, the young man snorted coldly in his heart.

"Hmph, the bloody night tower and other tests are as numerous as cow's hair. As the third blood, how could I be defeated by this illusory pressure?"

In an instant, a low growl suddenly broke out in the throat of the green-haired young man. Immediately, he showed a trace of firmness that he had never seen before, and quickly stepped up.

Two hundred and fifty

Two hundred and fifty one

Two hundred and fifty two

...

…

Two Hundred and Ninety Nine

three hundred

Boom~.

The green-haired young man breathed a breath and went up fifty steps. Suddenly, the mountain roared, and the ladder under everyone's feet began to tremble violently.

"What happened, what happened."

Everyone asked in confusion, their eyes began to search around them.

"Ah, no, I can't go out, I can still hold on."

It was precisely because of the roar of this mountain that the ladder trembled violently that those who had reached their limit were sent out by a gentle force.

At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, in front of the entrance of the four ladders, more than ten figures of human beings were directly conveyed under white clouds and mist.

"What's going on? I can still stick to it. Why did I send me out? What's going on?"

Immediately, more than ten people who landed on the ground suddenly turned into escape light and rushed towards the four ladders.

Boom~.

But this time, the white mist at the entrance of the ladder was like a thick wall, and it instantly bounced back all of these people.

"Damn it, I'll definitely be able to get up."

The clouds and mist at the entrance bounced back. Suddenly, a young man at the peak of the late stage of the Yuan Realm showed infinite reluctance, fearing to get up, so he rushed towards the entrance of the cave with his sword.

"I am a genius who has seen the Zhao family for five hundred years. I practice martial arts at the age of eight, Ningzhen at the age of fourteen, and Huayuan at the age of eighteen. Now I am only twenty-one years old, and I have reached the peak of the late stage of the Huayuan Realm."

"From ancient times, how many people can compare with my qualifications? Why do you want to keep me out? I don't agree. Your test is not fair at all. I want to split you."

Drink ~.

The young man shouted loudly, and immediately rushed up, waving the long sword in his hand, and splendidly formed a huge sword flower, slashing towards the white mist in front of him.

Seeing this, the rest of the people held their breath and did not dare to let out a moment.

They were waiting, and they also wanted to see if the power of a warrior would cause any bad consequences to split the place with the power of a warrior.

Rumble ~.

The sound of roar came everywhere, like a thunder sound passing by.

Immediately, under the astonished eyes of everyone, the clouds and mist at the entrance ahead suddenly surged, as if boiled boiling water, and were restless.

"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked, and they opened their mouths one by one, staring at all.

The young man surnamed Zhao flew into the air at this moment and was shocked and his heart skipped a beat. But in an instant, his face was once again filled with ferocious expression.

"Hmph, look at me splitting your place."

When he raised his finger, the huge sword flower on the tip of his sword shot out directly, like silver starlight, penetrated directly into the front.

Rumble ~.

The rumbling sounded again, and this time, the clouds and mist in front of him surged up and turned into a huge white hand made of mist.

Bang bang bang ~.

The young man's silver sword flower was like a comet straiting by, hitting the white clouds and mist, and suddenly, it shattered and turned into crystal clear lines.

But the clouds and mists were not at all lost.

Seeing this, everyone's heart suddenly stumbled, and their bodies subconsciously retreated. The young man surnamed Zhao was also covered with horror at this moment.

"This... how is this possible? How can this cloud mist be so strong?"

The young man was still in shock, but the big hand made of clouds and mist was slapped at him with the momentum of thunder.

"No~."

The young man was shocked and while his body retreated rapidly, he also used his strongest move, which was also his unique skill of the Zhao family, and he penetrated Changhong with one sword.

But I saw a shocking sword energy soaring into the sky and rushing towards the huge palm above.

Bang bang bang ~.

Yunwuda's hand slowly pressed down, and suddenly, the sword energy that was extremely dazzling collapsed layer by layer, unable to stop Yunwuda's hand from slightest.

Boom~.

After slapped his palm, the young man surnamed Zhao didn't even have time to scream, and he was directly bombarded into a pile of minced meat, and blood filled the entire place.

For a moment, the smell of blood was strong.

After Yunwu killed the young man surnamed Zhao with one blow, it did not dissipate immediately, but slowly floated up and floated in the air for two circles, as if he was demonstrating against other people.

At this moment, the more than ten people watching the battle had been scared to death, their faces were so pale that they could not be pale anymore. As Yunwu's hands slowly dissipated, everyone felt a silence in their hearts.

"The person who died just now seems to be the eldest son of the Zhao family of the seventh-rank family in Guangming City."

"Well, I know this person. He practices martial arts at the age of eight, Ningzhen at the age of fourteen, and Huayuan at the age of eighteen. When he is now at the peak of the late stage of the Huayuan Realm, he is only twenty-one."

"Such talented people have been rare throughout history and have died like this."

"After going out, when the people from the Zhao family know about this, they will probably go crazy. Such a genius they have carefully cultivated will disappear."

"Ah~, life is like this, good fortune and misfortune."

...

These more than ten people stood there and expressed their feelings, but no one dared to break through the ladder.

In the ladder, the sensation created by the green-haired youth was gradually subsided at this moment, but the former still kept pace after stepping on the 300th stairs.

On another ladder, Mu Xiaohan couldn't help but look solemn when he saw this scene. At this moment, he was stepping on the 235th step.

Retracting his gaze from the green-haired young man, Mu Xiaohan then looked down at Ye Jian behind him. Among everyone, the one he feared the most was Ye Jian.

When he saw Ye Jian's pace was still slow, Mu Xiaohan withdrew his gaze and then continued to climb up step by step at his own speed.

Bei Fangxiu looked slightly stunned. He glanced at the green-haired young man above carefully and then withdrew his gaze. However, the pace under his feet suddenly accelerated.
To be continued...