Yang Xuan took back his eyes and said to Wu Lingyan, "just follow me. Tell me what''s going on immediately."


    "OK."


    Wu Lingyan nodded, walked side by side with Yang Xuan and climbed up.


    On the way, Wu Lingyan''s face was not red and breathless, and there was nothing unusual.


    Yang Xuangang was fine at first, but the more he went up, he gradually felt the pressure.


    Fortunately, his physical body was strong, but he didn''t slow down. He went up with Wu Lingyan, and soon surpassed Wu Jun and others.


    Wu Jun and others looked dull. In their eyes, both Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan seemed not to be affected by the smell of chaos.


    Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan kept walking and soon caught up with Wu Yifei.


    On the one hand, they are fast, on the other hand, Wu Yifei is slower and slower.


    The more upward, the more intense the chaotic atmosphere is. No matter how strong Wu Yifei''s body is, he has to slow down.


    At the moment, even Yang Xuan felt hard, but Wu Lingyan looked as usual. While walking, he looked left and right and looked around. The whole person was like nothing. Wu Yifei was moved by it. He really couldn''t figure out what was going on.


    Wu Lingyan ignored Wu Yifei and said to Yang Xuan, "be careful. I''ll go up and have a look first."


    "Go."


    Yang Xuan waved his hand.


    Wu Lingyan didn''t answer either. A few meters away, she almost galloped up, and the short film boarded the chaotic altar.


    "It seems that the fire of chaos has recognized the girl."


    Yang Xuan sighed and understood that Wu Lingyan was recognized by the fire of chaos, so she was not affected by the chaotic smell on the stone steps.


    He, Wu Yifei and Wu Jun below have to climb up step by step if they want to be recognized by the fire of chaos.


    The thought flickered, and Yang Xuan had surpassed Wu Yifei and went up slowly all the way.


    "This boy!"


    Wu Yifei''s face darkened and he bit his teeth to catch up.


    Unfortunately, he couldn''t catch up with him as hard as he could, because the sea of Qi was imprisoned on the stone steps, so he could only rely on the flesh, and it was difficult for him to compete with Yang Xuan.


    Regardless of Wu Yifei, no matter how strong the chaotic atmosphere is, Yang Xuan will not waver. He is bound to ascend the chaotic altar.


    This place is already above the 50th stone step, and each layer is filled with a lot of chaos, making his feet as heavy as lead.


    Yang Xuan was sweating and his clothes were wet. He stepped up step by step. Although he felt terrible, he didn''t mean to stop to have a rest.


    When he reached the 60th floor, the smell of chaos soared, his speed decreased sharply, his body bowed up, and his back made a stuffy noise that seemed unbearable.


    A chaotic breath pressed on him, with a strength of 70000 kg. His flesh was as strong as he felt pain.


    However, this pain is still within his range.


    He raised his feet and walked hard step by step, getting closer and closer to the top of the chaotic altar.


    But the closer it gets to the top of the chaotic altar, the more terrible the pressure comes.


    Every step up the ladder, the chaotic breath will become more and more, causing a great burden on the body.


    If Yang Xuan had not opened the door of life and injury, it would be difficult to say whether he could stand firm now if he did not have half of the immortal body.


    "Boom!"


    When he climbed the 70th stone step, a terrible force pressed him, breaking his knees and almost kneeling to the ground.


    He took a deep breath, endured the sharp pain and continued to move up.


    Seventy first floor!


    Seventy second floor!


    ……


    One step, two steps


    Yang Xuan''s bones kept ringing, and some flesh and skin cracked, overflowing with red blood.


    On the stone steps on the 60th floor, Wu Yifei was panting like an ox, and his skin was torn.


    He struggled to look up and his pupils shrank.


    He couldn''t bear to come here with his flesh. Besides, Yang Xuan stepped up more than a dozen stone steps than him.


    In particular, Yang Xuan is obviously seriously injured now, but he did not give in and is still moving forward bravely. Although the speed has become extremely slow, his steps have not stopped for a minute.


    What a terrible will!


    When Wu Yifei was shocked, he was deeply stimulated. His pride broke out in vain and went up quickly.


    ……


    "Hold on, I must hold on."


    On the 75th stone step, Yang Xuan clenched his teeth and kept climbing.


    Step by step, his speed became like a turtle climbing, his blood mixed with sweat dripping, leaving pools of eye-catching blood on the stone steps.


    Rao is so, he is still insisting, still upward, rather than bending.


    For him, this trip is bound to understand the profound meaning of fire. No matter how painful it is, even if he is black and blue, even if only half his life is left. As long as the last breath is not exhausted, he can''t shrink back and vows to climb the chaotic altar. If he doesn''t succeed, he will become benevolent.


    There are 81 stone steps in total. It only takes a few layers to reach the top.


    However, these layers are like a natural moat, which is insurmountable.


    "Don''t give up, don''t be afraid, my ambition is higher than heaven."


    Yang Xuan drank wildly and almost fainted Wu Yifei below and Wu Jun below.


    Looking up one by one, they all changed color in horror.


    Is this still a person? I don''t know when my white clothes have become blood clothes. Blood is flowing all over my body, which makes people tremble from the bottom of my heart.


    "No, with the boy''s body so miserable, how can we go up!?"


    "Forget it, get out. It''s the limit for us to get here."


    A burst of cold breath, several people crushed the transmission symbol and disappeared.


    "Wu Jun, you go out too."


    Wu Yifei turned his head.


    Hearing the speech, Wu Jun nods hard, crushes the transmission symbol and leaves.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan came to the stone steps on the 79th floor and stepped out with one foot.


    One foot down!


    Reaching the stone steps on the 80th floor, an invisible force like carrying the sky surged in and severely oppressed Yang Xuan.


    This is no longer the breath of chaos, but a divine power, a divine power released by the fire of chaos, which seems to be able to suppress eternity.


    This repression is not only against the flesh, but also against the spirit.


    If the flesh collapses, he will die naturally. If the spirit collapses, he will die miserably.


    In a word, it is a dead word.


    The fire of chaos is invincible. I never wanted people to break through here.


    Click!


    Yang Xuan''s kneecaps were broken, and his body was suddenly low, so he was about to kneel to the ground.


    However, just when his knees were a few centimeters away from the ground, he suddenly stopped and stood up slowly with a roar.


    At that moment, God''s power was greatly reduced.


    In the dark, Yang Xuan felt that his eyes opened from nothingness and were looking at himself, with a little appreciation in his eyes.


    Fire spirit of chaotic fire!


    Yang Xuan was shocked, took two steps against the divine power, and ascended the chaotic altar at one fell swoop.


    There is no divine power here. Even the smell of chaos no longer exists, and it is very open. Except for a big tripod with three feet and two ears in the center and the chaotic fire above the tripod, there is only Wu Lingyan left.


    The little girl now closed her eyes and exuded the spirit of peace. She sat alone under the tripod. She looked solemn and looked like wandering outside the sky.


    "I''m realizing the Tao so soon!"


    Yang Xuan was surprised and then relieved.


    After all, Wu Lingyan has already been recognized by the fire of chaos. Naturally, she can easily enter the state and understand the profound meaning of fire with the help of the fire of chaos.


    In this regard, Yang Xuan was envious but not jealous. Instead, he secretly felt happy for Wu Lingyan.


    He took out a drop of life spring and took it. Then he found a place to sit down and looked up at the chaotic fire above the tripod.


    It''s about the size of a palm. It''s white and flawless. It''s full of brilliance.


    At a glance, it gives people a strong visual impact, as if it is not a cluster of small flames, but a divine flame standing on the top of the heavens, spanning hundreds of millions of miles away. It is unique in nine days and ten places.


    This is the fire of chaos. It was born at the beginning of chaos. It is unparalleled in the world. It will last forever and has the power of connecting heaven and earth.


    It is said that those who get this fire can control all fires in the world, devour all kinds of flames and expand themselves. The effect is powerful and against the sky. It is rare in the world. Even emperors will be excited and eager.


    "Unfortunately, I can''t refine it."


    Yang Xuan sighed in his heart. Although the fire of chaos is now restrained, there is no threat, and there is no high temperature.


    But if you irritate it, you can burst into extreme high temperature in an instant, enough to burn everything into fly ash.


    As the purgatory boy said, this divine fire can not be refined even by the emperor. We can imagine how powerful it is.


    Yang Xuan looked solemn and tried to communicate with the "spirit" of the fire of chaos.


    All things in the world have spirits. Even a towering tree, a green grass, and even a cold stone contain their own spirituality.


    But this kind of spirituality is deeply hidden and it is very difficult to awaken. Otherwise, plants and stones can speak and spit people out.


    The supreme existence such as the fire of chaos has awakened the spirit since its birth. It can not only spit people''s words, but also has high wisdom.


    "Master Huoling, I''m attracted by your name. I hope you can understand the profound meaning of fire."


    Yang Xuan said respectfully.


    But after waiting for a long time, the "spirit" of the chaotic fire did not bird him. It was quietly suspended there, with a slight flash of light and incomparable sanctity.


    Yang Xuan was so depressed that he asked me to kneel and kowtow.


    He took a deep breath, his face was silent, incomparably humble and respectful, and said again, "no way, never leave. I hope senior Huoling can complete it."


    "It''s ridiculous. Just because you are an alien boy, you also want to understand the meaning of fire with the help of our holy fire. This is undoubtedly a fool''s dream."


    A weak laugh came, and the voice was full of strong ridicule.


    Yang Xuan turned his head and saw that Wu Yifei was pale, ragged and covered with blood.


    Indeed, he climbed. His physical body was not as good as Yang Xuan. He could climb the chaotic altar with an unyielding anger. As soon as he came up, the whole man collapsed to the ground and was dying.


    Fortunately, there was no breath of chaos on the chaotic altar, and there was no power of divine fire. Otherwise, it was hard to say whether he could survive or not.