The ancient stone steps leading to the second floor of the Ancient Classic Pavilion is accompanied by Chen Feng's restraint of the dry air. The viscous ancient power and classical talismans once again emerge from the stone walls on both sides, closing a passage behind him.

The roar of a umbrella disappeared, Tu Dashou, who was lying on Chen Feng's back, looked back at the closed Guli passage behind him, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Run!Run!Run~~~"

Chen Feng, with a ferocious face, roared out, as if he was cheering himself up.

While climbing the stone steps and the ancient road, Chen Meng and his men's difficult figures gradually turned into a hazy atmosphere in Chen Feng's sight.

"Hutt~~~"

Before walking the tenth stone steps, Chen Feng was already out of breath, and his breathing was like a cow panting and sweating like rain.

"Did you enter the ancient classics Pavilion to escape, or have other plans?" Tu Dashou hugged Chen Feng's tiger neck tightly and asked curiously.

"Big voice, what are you thinking, a woman? I'm going to kneel down. It's fine if you don't encourage me, but you're even asking these useless..." Chen Feng roared, and it seemed like a handful of sand was in his throat.

When Tu Dashun thought of the terrifying aura generated by Chen Feng's use of the Yaotian Cannon to touch the Qimen Array on the Ancient Classic Pavilion, although Tu Dashun felt a little embarrassed, he was inevitably a little strange in his heart.

In Tu Daxun's opinion, Chen Feng had been in Qianji Sect for more than ten years. If it were not for the situation, he would not have left easily.

This time, the terrifying Qimen formation of the Ancient Classic Pavilion was touched, and Tu Dasheng was really guessing that Chen Feng might kill someone to retaliate.

As if he noticed Tu Dashou's thoughts, Chen Feng grinned: "It's like looking for death when he goes back now. If those strong people in the life and death realm are so easy to be killed, I don't have to work so hard to escape. Even if someone is buried in the Sutra Sacrifice Formation, he is still a guy without strength or nutrition."

"If you are tired, take a break. Now the burden of the mysterious artistic conception of the ancient stone stairs is pressing on you alone. Seeing you take a step up, it seems like you are extremely struggling..." I found that a trace of blood was printed on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, Tu Da's voice couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"The pressure will not disappear even if you stop. If you can't go up in one go, I have to throw you away." Chen Feng's body was full of energy and his skin was shiny red and as if he had been cooked.

"Then you just leave me behind. If it were Qiao Xueqing, even if you tried your best, you would carry her on her..." Tu pouted loudly, expressing his dissatisfaction with a soft voice.

"Brother Qiao and I have a life-and-death relationship..." Chen Feng said embarrassedly and embarrassedly.

Tu snuggled on Chen Feng's shoulder with a loud voice, and his face exuded a grudge: "It's not fair at all. Although I don't have the power of Qiao Xueqing, I am not afraid of death and dare to come forward to help you, but you never take me seriously!"

Hearing Tu Daxun’s statement, Chen Feng giggled: “Bigxun, don’t do this. Actually, we are not very familiar with each other. Speaking of which, you should be more with Mengzi, and I think you are a buddy.”

"A repressed guy like you, I wish you all the women would stick it up. Don't pretend to be serious with me!" Tu Dasheng said with a blushing and embarrassed look on his face.

"It's scary to be too proactive. If I don't care about you, I won't be able to carry you so hard. If you can take the initiative, I will be more powerful." Later, Chen Feng's shameless words made Tu loudly wish to strangle him to death.

Seeing the blue veins on Chen Feng's face, it seemed as if it was about to swell. Tu Da's voice, who was nestled on his shoulder, couldn't help but put Jiaoyan closer and sipped on Chen Feng's face.

Feeling the moist and sweet red lips, Chen Feng seemed to have received a huge satisfaction. He took a deep breath and became more energetic: "The power surged up..."

"It's just to encourage you, you can't leave me." Tu Da whispered shyly.

"Just just to be so sweet, this time I really want to lose my life. I said, "You sloppy girl, have you rinsed your mouth in the morning..." Chen Feng's unscrupulous smile made Tu twist his delicate body silly on his back.

Time passed slowly, and as Chen Feng gradually climbed to the top thirty stone steps, his physical ability to withstand was almost at its limit.

The excessive fatigue even made Chen Feng dizzy, and he felt the urge to lie directly on the ground and want to die.

Through the number of stone classes I saw before and combined with the increased number at this time, Tu Dasheng already knew that Chen Feng had reached the limit of his tolerance, not to mention that the artistic pressure and burden of the two of them were all transferred to him.

"It seems that you can only walk here. If you continue like this, you will be annihilated by the artistic pressure in this passage..." Just as Chen Feng's face appeared cracks, Tu Daxun was reluctant to leave, but he let go of his arms that were holding his tiger's neck.

“Woo~~~”

Instead of letting go of his hands, Chen Feng gradually tried his best to climb the forty stone steps. At this time, the cracks on his face had begun to spread towards his entire body, making the skin of his entire body as dazzling as densely shattered glass.

He quickly took out the black pills with a foul smell and swallowed them. He felt the medicinal properties released in his body. The surging coolness nourished the body. Chen Feng did not hesitate at all, and quickly took out a few black pills and swallowed them into his mouth.

This is the first time Chen Feng has taken this black paste since Liu Yayuan refined it. A small jar of plaster was only made into twenty pills like mud balls by him.

Although the black cream has a foul smell and does not look very good, Chen Feng felt that his body was greatly nourished in a short period of time. I don’t know whether it was the reason for the excellent effect of the medicine or the fact that the bones of the body produced tear-like vibrations under heavy pressure, and the absorption of the medicine was extremely accelerated.

"What is the black meatball you swallow?"

Under Chen Feng's heavy breathing, Tu Dashou couldn't help but feel curious.

"If I can't even save some inventory for more than ten years, it would be a failure. In fact, I am also a rich family among the disciples of Qianji Sect." Chen Feng's trembling legs gradually stabilized, but his behavior of swallowing pills did not stop.

Until he took fifteen black paste pills, Chen Feng had already started to take out the accumulated Lingcui and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he was eating lettuce.

Feeling the aura of Chen Feng's body gradually became stronger and his vibration was intensifying. Tu Daxun couldn't help but look surprised on his face.

For more than ten years, Chen Feng has not entered the Tongxuan period. In Tu Daxun's opinion, the most important reason is that he has not cultivated spiritual energy and cannot condense the seeds of Yuanli in the qi sea of ​​dantian.

But at this time, Chen Feng's aura actually showed a mysterious node in his body, and began to rise from the ninth level of Qi Refining to the early stage of Tongxuan.

"Boom~~~"

The crazy and violent weight gain made Chen Feng's lingering aura even more terrifying.

The mysterious nodes that emerged from Chen Feng's figure flashed, evacuating the mysterious artistic pressure of the ancient stone steps and the pace of climbing up became more stable.

"Don't break through first, the stone steps will increase..."

Feeling the number of stair passages in sight, the number of stairs passages actually increased from level 54 to level 60, Tu Dashou couldn't help but speak anxiously.

"I can't help it. I finally found that under the mysterious artistic conception of this ancient Taoist path, there was an opportunity to advance my cultivation. If I missed it this time, I don't know how long I will wait in the future." While Chen Feng moved forward step by step, he was still constantly devouring the spiritual extract, as a spiritual power to enhance the level of physical strength and supplement the medicinal properties.

"Bang!Bang!Bang~~~~"

After Chen Feng climbed to more than fifty stone steps, his mysterious node texture seemed to burst into blooming with a flower that could not withstand the pressure.

The spiritual charm disintegrated, and Tu Dasheng thought Chen Feng's body was annihilated. The cracks in his body were healing strangely.

When he found Shu Suo Chen Feng's figure, the slowly flowing martial arts light and shadow burst out like he was taking the damage for him. Tu Daxun's surprise was no longer enough.

With the increase of stone steps of the ancient road, Chen Feng finally climbed 73 levels and arrived at the exit of the second floor of the Ancient Classic Pavilion.

Below the passage, the viscous ancient power blocked the passage again in the shining of various meridian talismans, and it was completely out of water and could not feel the terrible aura of the change of the Qimen Array on the first floor of the ancient meridian pavilion.

With the rush to exert enthusiasm, Chen Feng had already entered the ancient vortex with Tu Da's voice.

Sensing suddenly changed, he rushed out of the second floor of the Ancient Classic Pavilion. Chen Feng, who was lying on the ground, noticed that Qiao Xueqing and Chen Meng were in extremely poor condition at this time. He was sitting cross-legged next to the Light Wheel Portal to regulate his breathing. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

As Qiao Xueqing was gaze, Chen Feng almost wailed and groaned: "High voice, when do you want to lie on me? Why don't you hurry up and take out the stick to guard the entrance..."

"Yuan Miaoqi hasn't come yet. It's probably difficult for her to climb to the second floor of the Ancient Classic Pavilion..." Before this, Qiao Xueqing clearly felt that Yuan Miaoqi had the breath of the six baths of heavenly tribulation in her skin.

"There are certain difficulties, but I think she should be coming soon."

Chen Feng looked like he was about to die and supported himself with the crackling sound of bone explosions.

Not long after Chen Feng finished speaking, the second floor of the Guli vortex portal had already appeared. Yuan Miaoqi, who looked haggard, almost crawled into the second floor.

Seeing the young woman's skin, she had old wrinkles and her breath was already very weak. Chen Meng and Tu had loud voices and long mouths, and their mood could not calm down for a long time.

Although I don’t know how many stone steps a powerful person like Yuan Miaoqi has climbed in the ancient road, you can imagine how much pressure she is under when she is in a down-and-out manner.

Yuan Miaoqi, who seemed to feel the existence of Chen Feng and others, could hardly open her eyes, forced herself to support her consciousness and did not let her sleep. She tried her best to whine her spiritual energy and secretly warned of possible changes.

"It's really ugly. Don't worry, although I'm not a gentleman, I won't kill you for no reason." Chen Feng's sad facial expression revealed a faint joke.

He took out the remaining black paste pills and gave them one to Qiao Xueqing, Chen Meng, Tu Daxun, and Chen Feng himself also took one pill.

Seeing Chen Feng taking out the liquid storage Xuanlu and drinking the spiritual liquid continuously, Yuan Miaoqi couldn't help but look aggrieved.

"A big hand like you, do you feel embarrassed to ask for something from a low-level cultivator like us? I still have one Danwan, but it won't solve any problem for you." Chen Feng looked stingy and showed no sympathy at all. Yuan Miaoqi's intention was to show his old attitude.

When Yuan Miaoqi got the black elixir in the Jing Tomb Heaven and Earth, Chen Feng was still vivid in his mind. In addition, he regretted saving Liu Yayuan, so he felt this concern.

Seeing that Chen Feng was unmoved, Yuan Miaoqi was angry and couldn't help but take out some pills to hide, restoring the excessively consumed spiritual power and essence.

The second floor of the Sutra Pavilion seemed extremely quiet, and the sight could not even see a range of ten feet.

A stone man stood quietly in the sight of everyone, giving people a sense of eternity.

Only Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing, who had fought with him, knew how terrible this stone man was.

However, feeling the abnormal loud voice, he did not act rashly.

After a stick of incense, under the elixir offering, Yuan Miaoqi's aging wrinkles gradually became plump and smooth, and her figure showed a faint charm.

"Do you think if someone can chase to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, can he still compete with us?" Chen Feng, who was surging with an aura, stood up and asked a smile at the young woman who had returned to her beauty.

Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, Yuan Miaoqi looked sad and unwilling to recall: "This ancient ladder is really terrible. I am afraid that the stronger the cultivation level, the smaller the possibility of climbing up. As long as you guard the exit of the ancient vortex on the second floor, even if the old demon Changchun comes in, there will be a chance to kill him."

"Nothing is absolute. If it is difficult to kill the person chasing in, there is no place to run on the second floor of this ancient classics pavilion." Chen Feng clenched his fists and glanced at the stone man not far away.

"Are you planning to leave? You can try crossing the void here." Qiao Xueqing inquired at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng approached the stone man with a sinister smile: "Such a good opportunity is right in front of me, and I want to collect the corpses for those strong people."

"Boom~~~"

Just as Qiao Xueqing and his men showed a look of surprise and thought, Chen Feng had already stepped on his feet and rushed to the stone man, punching him in the abdomen, and slapped his body into the shape of a bow.

"Bang~~~"

The fierce counterattack came as promised, and even brought Chen Feng's heavy figure.

The angle, breath, and body strength of the stone man's punches almost became the same as Chen Feng, and even his blurry face gradually turned into Chen Feng's appearance.

"Hehe~~~ It doesn't hurt at all. You fake guy can't beat me." Chen Feng fired his fists from both sides, and while smiling in a sarcastic manner, he also got a lot of hits on his face.

With the booming sound, Yuan Miaoqi still saw Chen Feng and the stone man who vaguely turned into him hit each other fiercely, and Yuan Miaoqi still saw something incredible.

"This stone man can transform into the opponent's power aura. Even the replica magical powers and treasures are almost the same. It is not easy to defeat it." Qiao Xueqing looked at Chen Feng who was beaten and vomited blood, and took a deep breath.

"No wonder his methods are so rude, but can he really knock out the stone man? Judging from his appearance, he seems to be unable to bear it." Yuan Miaoqi said with a strange expression when she saw Chen Feng's face being broken by the stone man.
To be continued...