"Then let's come together."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and immediately shouted: "The first level of the Great Sage Technique..."

"The second level..."

"The third level..."

Chen Mo's aura suddenly soared, rising directly from the peak of the first realm of Hua Xuan to the second realm of Hua Xuan, returning to one level.

He raised his right foot and immediately felt a surge of energy. He was sweating like rain, and even his body was swaying slightly.

The skin cracked and blood spurted out.

And Chen Mo's right foot stepped onto the ninety-one stone stairs as expected.

boom!

Suddenly, everyone's eyes in the world were swept towards Chen Mo.

"Come on, husband." Yu Xiaoxiao and Nangong Jinse cheered Chen Mo up.

"Give me the town!"

Chen Mo roared, and the spiritual power in his body exploded like thunder, and his mouth opened as if it was about to tear open.

boom!

He also raised his left foot and stepped up the ninety-one stone stairs.

"Such a strong willpower." Below, Lingqin was shocked.

"He is still there, but I believe he can reach the top." Nangong Qingtian crossed his arms and said slowly.

Lingqin and Fang Risu immediately looked at Nangong Qingtian with stunned eyes.

"It's your turn." Chen Mo looked back at Nangong Nan and showed an astonishing smile.

Because the skin on his face also burst open, and blood burst out.

Nangong Nan took a deep breath, and soon his eyes became sharp, and fine beads of fragrant sweat appeared on his forehead.

However, this sweat is all blood red.

As soon as she lifted her steps, a blood arrow shot out in front of her, and immediately blood holes appeared on her body.

She raised her entire right leg.

puff.

A trace of blood emerged from her shoulder, and blood suddenly gushed out, then flowed down the soles of her feet, leaving dazzling bright red footprints on the blue stone stairs.

She reached the ninety-one mark in one step.

There was more and more blood on her body, and some blood stains even appeared on her face. The blood obscured her vision, but her left leg was also lifted up, and then it fell firmly and heavily.

Go down.

her pace.

Finally stopped at chapter ninety-one.

But at this moment, her chest suddenly exploded violently, a bloody hole as big as a fist emerged, and a majestic thrust came towards her.

Nangong Nan's body leaned back.

Just when she was about to fly out, Chen Mo grabbed her hand.

"Sister-in-law."

"aunt."

"Be careful..."

Nangong Jinse and the other three people in the rear suddenly shouted worriedly.

Worry was written on his face.

The hydraulic pressure on the Qinglong stairs is too strong. If Nangong Nan is shaken down, they will not be able to do anything at all.

"A'nan." Nangong Qingtian's expression changed slightly. He couldn't take action. Once he did, the powerful spiritual power might cause the Qinglong Platform to collapse, destroying the inheritance above.

But if Nangong Nan doesn't move, he may be shocked to death by the pressure.

"Anan, please retreat to the 90th steps."

Chen Mo knew that this was Nangong Nan's limit.

Hearing this, Nangong Nan nodded,

With the help of Chen Mo, he pushed to the ninetieth stone staircase and sat down cross-legged.

This level of pressure is just enough for Nangong Nan to hone his body.

"Come on, let's climb to the top with my hope." Nangong Nan said in a weak voice.

boom!

The words fell.

Chen Mo's aura rose again.

The fourth level of the Great Sage Technique.

Not only that, Chen Mo operated Taishang Hunyuan Jue to the extreme, and the spiritual power from the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly rolled towards him.

"One day the roc rises with the wind, and it soars ninety thousand miles."

Chen Mo didn't know why, but it was like saying something to build up his momentum.

So I thought about it in my mind, and after thinking of this poem, I immediately read it out.

Chen Mo's right foot stepped onto the 92nd stone staircase.

"Ask who in the world can compete with me, I am the only one who stands proudly in the sky!"

Chen Mo roared and stepped forward with his left foot.

"Cleave the path of life and death with both hands, and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife!"

"The Great Sage Demon Art!"

Chen Mo's momentum increased again.

He didn't stop and climbed up again.

"Is this his determination?" Nangong Nan murmured in his heart when he heard the verse shouted by Chen Mo.

"It's just this poem, why isn't it connected?"

...

Nangong Jinse's beautiful eyes twinkled, listening to Chen Mo's words, she thought to herself: "This is my Nangong Jinse's husband."

"I love him to death." Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the figure above that was covered with blood scabs and his body was no longer human-like, and his eyes were a little obsessed.

"What a heroic poem." As a disciple of Lingshuang Holy Land, Fang Risu was naturally full of knowledge. This was the first time she heard Chen Mo's words.

I also learned about the grand ambition in Chen Mo’s heart.

I ask who in the world can compete with me, but I am the only one who is proud of the sky!

How domineering this is.

Look proudly at the sky.

Even a strong person in the divine realm would not dare to say such words, right?

...

Above, Chen Mo stepped forward step by step, roaring loudly every time he took a step forward.

"Who is responsible for the ups and downs of this vast land? I am the only one, Chen Mo."

These second-rate words may sound ridiculous to others, but at the moment they are inspiring Chen Mo himself.

Let him step forward step by step.

Soon, Chen Mo's figure stopped on the 95th stone staircase.

Nangong Jinse and the other three sat down cross-legged on the spacious stairs and looked up at the figure in front of them. Especially when they saw Chen Mo's body covered in blood, a flash of admiration flashed in their eyes.

Chen Mo's strength is only at the level of Hua Xuan, but he was able to reach the 95th stone staircase. You can imagine how terrible the pressure he endured was. If someone with slightly weaker perseverance would probably directly

Collapse.

At this moment, they seemed to understand why Chen Mo was able to achieve such proud achievements and miracles in the world of gods and demons.

This did not fall from the sky, but was created by his own great perseverance.

Nangong Nanyu gently wiped away the blood on his chin with his hand, then stared at Chen Mo who had re-applied a layer of blood scab, her red lips slightly opened, and said: "Don't continue."

She felt that Chen Mo's breath was already very weak.

"I'm okay!" Chen Mo, who stopped to take a breath at the 95th Festival, roared again, and there was a hint of dragon roar in his voice.

It was a roar coming from the depths of the blood.

Zulong's will was inspired by Chen Mo.

From the top of the Azure Dragon Stairs, after Chen Mo roared, terrifying dragon roars erupted.

And these dragon roars actually sound like moans.

There is also a trace of nostalgia in the whine.

Ancestral Dragon, the ancestor of all dragon clans.

Qinglong, strictly speaking, is also the bloodline of the ancestral dragon.

"What...what happened? The Azure Dragon's pressure actually resonated with him."
Chapter completed!