World Wide Martial Art

"Brother Demon, are you willing to stop here for an hour? Pick this Feather Flower and become the leader of the second floor?"

Gujian, a boy from the Yu tribe, stepped forward with a smile on his face and asked Brahma with a peaceful face. It seemed that the bloody battle just now was like a floating cloud in his eyes and had never happened. Situ Reading

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Brahma's sharp eyes swept over Ye Feng, and he grunted, "This demon general aims to transform his body into a martial arteries. What does it mean to be a mere second-level commander!"

After that, he took big steps and climbed up to the third floor.

The red-haired woman from the Shui tribe also looked at Ye Feng with a deep look. After thinking for a moment, she said nothing more and led Shui Muhun and the other three people up to the third floor.

"Human boy, keep your head. When I seize the martial arts veins, I will take it off for you and use it as a urinal!"

Balu shouted at Ye Feng fiercely.

"Ignorant bastard, these words are also given to you, but your head is of no use and can only be used to feed dogs." Ye Feng looked calm and had no intention of talking nonsense to him, but Zhongli on the side spoke back without showing any signs of weakness.

The hatred between the two parties cannot be resolved, and sooner or later there will be a life and death battle with Balu.

"Hmph, let's go!"

Balu spat fiercely, and then rushed forward with four strong barbarians.

The other three human warriors did not go up to the third floor immediately. After some discussion, one of the tall and thin men picked the Feather Flower and stayed on the second floor, while the other two continued to climb up.

"Something is better than nothing... This is a good choice."

Ye Feng nodded and said softly.

Except for the strong man who looked like an iron tower, the other two human warriors were around the eighth level of the virtual realm. They were not weak, but they were definitely not strong. It was a good result to be rewarded by the second-level commander.

"Let's go on and continue through the level!"

Just as he was about to leave with Zhong Li and the two of them, Gu Jian came up from one side and held his hands towards Ye Feng with a smile on his face. "My friend is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also very smart in mental strength. He broke through my illusion twice in a row. I admire you endlessly."

Ye Feng was wary.

This young man from the Yu tribe has strange methods, and he always smiles and looks harmless to humans and animals. He is not showy at all. He is not old, but the city is terrifyingly deep.

"It's just luck, but Brother Gu's illusion is impressive..."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, making a haha.

He didn't want to have much to do with the Yu clan boy in front of him.

"There are many more dangerous levels ahead, and my friend has offended quite a few people. If you need help, I'm willing to do my best."

Gu Jian said with a sincere expression, without any hint of any evil intentions.

However, the more this happened, the more wary Ye Feng became. How could he easily choose to befriend such a person?

"If necessary, I naturally hope that Brother Gu can help..."

Thoughts flashed wildly in Ye Feng's mind, guessing Gu Jian's intentions. The other party showed goodwill to the demon clan as soon as he came and called himself brother to Brahma. Now that he saw that he was very powerful, he extended an olive branch to him. It was really incredible.

It's just that the Yu Clan is so powerful that it's hard to offend them for the time being, so we can only push the blame first...

Hanging at the end unhurriedly, Ye Feng and the others quickly arrived at the third floor of the Endless Tower.

"Um?"

"Why are there so many steps on the third floor!"

When they arrived, they found Brahma and others standing in front of the long steps, with solemn eyes.

The test before us is different from the first and second floors.

There are long steps leading straight ahead. At first glance, there are hundreds of steps. It seems that the third, fourth and fifth floors of the Endless Tower are connected to the sixth floor.

There is nothing on these more than a hundred steps, and there seems to be no risk, but no one has the courage to set foot on it easily. The crises encountered along the way are enough to prove the terror of the Endless Tower.

Ye Feng and the others glanced at a few large characters on the side of the steps.

"Ascend to the level of God!"

Four large characters with iron hooks and silver strokes penetrated into the stone three-thirds of the way, flashing with blurry brilliance.

"Weird! Ascending to the divine level...why do you appear here?"

Zhongli let out a soft cry from his mouth and said in surprise: ""Shenwu Qi Zhi" records that there are strange rocks in the Abyss of the Dead, which form steps on their own and are bathed in the air of death. If a warrior can break through, he will have the opportunity to ascend to the divine realm in the future. This It’s the legendary long step to ascend to the gods.”

"It can be recorded that the ninety-ninth level of ascending to the gods should be inside the Abyss of the Dead. How come it was moved to the Endless Tower?"

Zhongli was a little confused.

Ye Feng is already used to this kind of thing. Wasn't the sea of ​​desire before not a thing of the Endless Tower? Didn't it appear?

Besides, if you step onto the stage to ascend to the gods, you will have the opportunity to ascend to the divine realm in the future? The benefits are somewhat hard to imagine.

While Ye Feng was thinking, the demon general Brahma at the front could no longer hold himself back. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd and moved forward quickly.

"This demon general will be a person in the divine realm in the future. This step to the divine level is naturally prepared for me! Haha..."

After stepping onto the first step, Brahma's figure swayed slightly, but he soon stabilized.

After stopping for a while, Brahma continued to move upward with firm eyes.

With someone in front, warriors from other races naturally swarmed forward, unwilling to lag behind.

"Let's go too!"

After concentrating for a moment, Ye Feng stepped up the steps. As soon as he stepped on it, there was a cold wind blowing from both sides, and he felt a cold air in his mind.

"The Climbing God Stage is made by absorbing the aura of the undead inside the Abyss of the Undead. It should be a test of our warriors' Taoist heart."

Zhongli was clearly beside him, but his voice sounded far away.

Ye Feng nodded calmly. This dark wind would not pose any threat to him, but he would not be careless either. Taking a deep breath, he walked quickly for a few steps. When Ye Feng stepped onto the fifth step, his eyes suddenly blurred and countless white bones suddenly appeared.

Corpses littered the field, skeletons covered the ground, and it was an overwhelming scene of death.

"Bah!"

With the sound of an explosion, he kept his concentration, ignoring the numerous bones at his feet, and stepped upward resolutely. Despite the endless impact of the death energy, his heart always stuck to his original intention like a rock.

The going was slow and steady.

After a stick of incense, Ye Feng climbed almost thirty steps. Wherever he looked, the bones changed again. The wind was howling. The eyes were like Shura Hell. Horrible creatures made of blood and bones were running rampant. They were holding bone knives. He slashed at Ye Feng head-on.

The front is like an endless sea of ​​fire, and warriors are vaguely killed in the field of vision. Their heads are rolling and they are wailing. The gloomy atmosphere makes people tremble.

"Colorless, everything is dust."

Ye Feng took a breath and simply closed his eyes.

He is no longer the rookie he was when he first embarked on the path of martial arts. After experiencing countless killings and brushing against death again and again, one can imagine the tenacity of his martial arts heart.

"ah!"

Not far away, several screams were heard, and warriors from the Shui Tribe and Barbarian Tribe were sweating profusely, and their bodies were swaying and rolling down the steps.

On the thirty-third floor, a bright red Feather Flower shone brightly. The last human warrior next to the man in the iron tower roared and grabbed it in his hand. He had obviously exhausted his strength and could no longer move forward. .

It depends on whether he can stay on this step for an hour...