The Mightiest Little Peasant

On the road to the sky, people keep coming and people keep falling.

The higher you go, the fewer people there are.

At a height of one million feet, the number of people was sparse, with only a few dozen people left.

On the road, flames also began to fill the air.

These fires are the flames of the Golden Crow. The higher they go, the more powerful the flames become.

Hundreds of thousands of feet higher, even the emperors felt a bit of pressure and began to slow down slowly.

When they arrived here, the Golden Crow Fire had already enveloped the entire passage, and they were all in a sea of ​​fire.

The immortal essence was imprisoned, and they could not block the flames, so they could only let the flames burn their bodies.

The skin of some Emperors with slightly weaker physical bodies had been scorched by the flames.

"I'll go, it's still so far away!"

Liu Heihu was walking in the middle of the team. When he looked up, his face dropped.

Looking at the height, it's at least a million feet.

This is life-threatening!

At this moment, he wanted to give up and wait for the people below to come up.

But when he saw the guy surnamed Tang in front of him, he felt a little unwilling to accept it. He had already let out the big words just now, and wanted to compete with this guy. Wouldn't it be shameful to run away now?

At the moment, he could only grit his teeth and walk up.

A few dozen feet higher, the flames became more and more fierce and the pressure became more and more intense.

At this point, the gap between this group of people became apparent. Many emperors began to fall behind, and the gap between them became wider and wider. There were only a few people left in front.

Tang Hao strode ahead, his steps still steady.

The Golden Crow fire came from all directions, constantly burning his body. His skin was scorched, but the next moment, it would be reborn again, and it would repeat again and again.

The flames were so intense that he couldn't see clearly in all directions, and could only vaguely see a few figures.

At this height, apart from him, there were only two people left, and there was a distance of a hundred feet behind before anyone followed.

Liu Heihu was right there, and he could hear the guy's murmuring voice.

"It should be those two people!"

Tang Hao looked left and right.

One of them is the slutty guy holding a feather fan in his hand, and the other is the strange Emperor who is as tall and strong as an iron tower.

These two people were just like him, even at this height, their steps were still quite steady.

"That guy should be the Great Buddha of Freedom!"

Tang Hao looked at the tall and strong figure.

In Pangu, there were only a few people who could compete with him, and Mahavatar Buddha was one of them.

As the guardian Buddha of ancient Buddhism, who once existed for nine kalpas, this Mahavatar Buddha is a bug. It is really normal for him to behave like this.

As for the other person, Tang Hao couldn't see through it for a while.

"Almost eight hundred thousand feet left!"

Tang Hao raised his head, looked upward, and took stock.

Looking at it this way, the scorching sun seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, hanging high above his head.

"It's a bit small. It's probably not a real star! It was created using magical powers!" Tang Hao guessed.

He had seen many real stars in the starry sky of the lower world. Each one was huge and filled with violent power.

Even the Supreme of Nine Tribulations may not be able to control the power of a star. I am afraid that it would require a true immortal level.

Thinking about it, he walked up another hundred thousand feet.

His skin began to crack, and the flesh and blood inside was scorched by the flames.

Turned into fly ash.

He had to slow down.

The two people next to them were similar. They both felt the pressure and began to slow down.

"There are still seven hundred thousand feet left!"

Tang Hao paused and regenerated the flesh and blood around him.

He looked up, with determination in his eyes.

At this point, it's basically a matter of seeing who has stronger perseverance. At this moment, we can only rush to the finish line with a lot of energy. If we stop in the middle, we will be discouraged.

"Oh! This kid is dying!"

Not far ahead, the old demon Huang Xie, who had transformed into a scholar, looked back and couldn't help but grin.

"Fortunately, I am a demon, and my body is stronger than that of humans, otherwise I would not be able to hold on!"

He smiled to himself and continued walking up.

Although he also felt a little pressure, the problem was not big. He was a demon clan and the strongest demon emperor in all eternity. This little flame was nothing.

The tall and sturdy figure also looked back.

Then, he hummed softly and continued upward.

He is not a human being, he is a body of incense. He cannot feel any pain at all. As long as the power of the incense is enough, he can be reborn continuously.

"The ancient yin and yang energy is mine!"

He looked up and said to himself.

Last time, he missed the ancient energy of Xuanhuang in Xuanhuang Tower. This time, he could not miss the ancient energy of yin and yang again.

At this moment, he quickened his pace to pass the other person on the left.

"Hmph! Want to compete with me for the Yin and Yang ancient spirit? No way!"

When the old demon Huang Xie saw it, he also quickened his pace.

He is also determined to win the ancient yin and yang energy.

For a time, the two of them were chasing each other, constantly surpassing each other, chasing each other, and soon, they had passed another ten thousand feet.

There are only about fifty thousand feet left before the end.

The two of them worked hard and went up.

At the end of the road to the sky, the crack in the void has completely opened, turning into a circular space passage, from which Jianmu was drilled.

Going up from this passage is a vast world. In the middle of this world is an ancient tree. This ancient tree is so big that every branch can form a continent when spread out.

On every continent, there are mountains, rivers and rivers full of fairy spirit.

The building trees that form the road to the sky are just a strand of roots hanging down from this ancient tree.

"Interesting! Really interesting!"

At this moment, around this root, there are Taoist platforms lined up, with figures sitting on them, most of them shrouded in bright immortal radiance, and a few of them are emitting radiance like the blazing sun.

They sat there, like rounds of scorching sun, emitting vast immortal power.

These figures are the Supreme.

The gazes of this group of emperors, as well as the supreme being, were all following the roots, casting downwards, and landed on the road to the sky.

"That person's aura is a bit weird, it doesn't look like an immortal cultivator!"

"It's a little weird!"

Many emperors pointed at the tall figure and talked about it.

"Hey! That's a Buddhist, and it's not an ordinary Buddhist, it's an incense Buddha."

One of the Supreme Beings spoke.

His eyes glowed with golden light, and he could see through the disguise with a glance downward.

"It's actually Buddhism! It's strange, wasn't Buddhism destroyed long ago?"

Those emperors were puzzled.

The battle between immortals and Buddhas happened in the Age of Hundred Immortals. After that battle, Pangu's Buddhism was gone.

"Since it is Buddhism, then...will there be some trouble!"

There is the way of Emperor Zun.

"It's okay, let him come up! Today's Buddhism can no longer afford to cause any trouble!" said the Supreme Being. .

The emperors looked at each other and saw that the other emperors did not make a sound, so they stopped discussing the matter.

Then, their eyes turned to another figure.