I! The Strongest Suzerain

When the big fat man stepped on the twentieth step, the eyes of a group of disciples fell on him. He stood on the twenty step, and just wanted to proudly say that he was fine, suddenly...

The world before him has changed, and he finds himself an emperor, yes, an emperor.

Sitting on the dragon's chair, with several concubines in his arms, surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids, sitting down are civil and military officials.

"Long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

A series of voices sounded, making him intoxicated.

"I am the emperor! Hahaha! I am the real dragon! Hahaha! The four seas are surrendered!"

The big fat man laughed loudly, and a group of people saw this scene and their hearts sank to the bottom. At this time, a young monk gritted his teeth and stepped on the twentieth ladder. .

Then his eyes fell into chaos, and then a ray of light lit up, the surrounding stairs disappeared, he was in a sea, and there was no life around the sea.

Then his body started to sink and he tried to struggle...but to no avail.

More and more cultivators stepped on the twentieth stairs, with different expressions on their faces, some were crying, some were laughing, and some were even dancing, so lively.

But some monks woke up and continued to move up, but there were also many monks who had been eliminated directly in place.

Half a day has passed, and some monks have reached more than 400 stairs. The further you go, the more tormenting you are.

Walking in the front is a sword repairer, his clothes have long been soaked with sweat. And behind him is a girl with an umbrella...

Jianxiu stepped on the four hundred and one ladders, and suddenly, everything changed in front of him. Under his feet was a path less than three inches, so he could barely fit one foot, and beneath the path was an abyss.

There were all kinds of strange screams in the abyss, Jian Xiu's face was firm, and finally he closed his eyes and stepped directly onto the higher stairs, but the more he walked, the heavier the pace.

Every step he took seemed extremely difficult.

"This kid is nice."

Many tribulation monks from Tiangang Dao Sect said, Dugu Qiufeng looked at that Jian Xiu, Jian Xiu was from the branch in charge of Dugu Qiubai.

However, the aptitude of the young man is not particularly good, so Dugu Qiufeng did not accept him as an apprentice, but Dugu Qiufeng felt that it was not good to put it in the Dongzhou Continent, and it was definitely the top!

"Yes, this disciple, the old man wants it!"

A cultivator in the late tribulation stage stood up and pointed at the sword cultivator.

"Flying old monster? You don't have a few days left to live, so what are you doing to learn from others and accept apprentices?"

A voice sounded, and then a group of tribulation cultivators also began to coax,

"Extremely extreme! Your life is not long. Why are you still jumping?"

"Whether the old man lives for a long time, it's not his turn to fart here!"

A terrifying aura erupted from the body of this Tribulation Transcendence cultivator named Fei Laoguai, and then the sword energy began to spread around him! A group of Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were startled and retreated several hundred meters away.

"you......!"

A group of tribulation cultivators are extremely angry, but none of them are opponents of the Flying Old Monster. This Flying Old Monster has lived for more than 30,000 years, and has already half footed into the peak of the tribulation, but there is no breakthrough.

He used to be a loose cultivator in the city of Atlanta, and later joined the Tiangang Taoist Sect and became an elder.

He is also a swordsman!

"Hahaha! Is it all so lively!?"

A middle-aged man in black robe fell from the sky, and the aura of the peak of transcending tribulation burst out on his body.

"Peak of Tribulation?"

The complexion of a group of monks in the middle and late stages of the tribulation changed slightly.

"I also think that the disciple is not bad, you shouldn't rob it, right?"

A powerful aura rolled over the middle-aged man's body, and the face of the Jianxiu who was called Fei Laoguai also turned ugly, and when the peak of the robbery wanted to snatch his disciples, he had no choice.

"Since fellow Daoist has taken a fancy to this disciple, then this old man will leave it to fellow Daoist!"

Old Monster Fei sighed and said, the middle-aged monk laughed and said,

"Then thank you buddy."

......

As the day passed, more and more tribulation monks from Tiangang Dao sect came out to watch. After all, Tiangang Dao sect rarely accepts disciples, and this is also an opportunity for them to find a successor.

Of course, some tribulation elders have already accepted their descendants, so they also came here with the intention of watching the excitement.

"Not bad, that little girl is not bad, she actually slowly caught up with that sword cultivator!"

"The Tao has a good heart, as long as the willpower is decent, I will immediately accept that little girl as a disciple!"

"If you old nun teaches other little girls to practice, don't make them look like you!"

A monk at the peak of transcending tribulation said, and then a chubby elder at the peak of transcending tribulation opened his mouth and said,

"Don't be arguing! It's just you passers-by who misunderstand your children! I, Wang Fugui, are the real famous teachers. Although I only taught one disciple, it can prove my ability. Look at my disciples, it's a return to the void. Behead the existence of the Great Demon of Returning to Void Perfection in the early days!

Can you idiots teach such disciples?"

"Fatty Wang! Your disciple is getting fat as a pig. Back then, most of Tie's family was so jaded, and now he's following you..."

"That's right! You're a jerk!"

"You all shut up! Don't accept the fight!"

"Fight, fight, Laozi is afraid you won't be a pig!"

"Fuck! Who are you talking about!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Suddenly, an old man at the peak of tribulation roared, and a group of tribulation elders became quiet all of a sudden. This old man is an old monster who has lived for more than 70,000 years. He still has prestige, and the key is abnormal strength.

"It's all a bunch of old men, old aunts, what's the noise!? Let the juniors see the joke! The old man thinks that since everyone wants to find a mantle, let's wait for the juniors to pass the test, and then ask the juniors first. Opinion, and then can't tell... in the ring! How!?"

The old man's voice was full of anger, and a group of monks quieted down and nodded at the same time,

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

"The old man is right!"

"Hmm... that makes sense."

......

Two days later, the sword cultivator let out a roar and stepped onto the last stairs in one breath!

Nine hundred and ninety-ninth order! At this moment, he felt that his bones were about to be crushed, and his breathing became extremely difficult. As long as he lifted his foot and took another step, he would pass the test!

But at this moment, he felt as if the soles of his feet were being sucked! He could never lift them up.