The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 62

At an altitude of [-] meters, no bird dares to hover here, and there are not a few wisps of cloud and smoke to hang around.

But there is a sky-climbing pillar that goes straight into the sky, is as high as the sky, and stands side by side with the sun.

Whenever people see this mountain, they are amazed at the uncanny workmanship of nature. Because this mountain goes straight into the sky and its steep terrain, it is called Dengyun Cliff.

Of course, because some people fear ghosts and gods and think that this is the passage of the three worlds of gods, humans and ghosts, it is also called Ghost Moyan. This name is more focused on the ghost hell, and people are afraid of death.

But at this time, it was rumored by people that there was a black spot climbing on the cliff of Dengyun Cliff.

The movement is very slow, but it has already reached an altitude of [-] meters. If it is unstable, even a brittle body is considered good.

This black spot is Wang Xiaoming, who has transformed into an imperial cavalry.

Wang Xiaoming clenched his teeth, even with the power of the emperor's passionate attitude, he was still a little weak.

"Damn God of Destruction, what a destruction." Wang Xiaoming cursed in his heart, all because of the Fourth God Test.

God of Destruction Fourth Divine Examination:
Climb up to Dengyun Cliff and kill the ten thousand-year-old soul beast Pan Gu Eagle on it.

Restrictions: Special abilities cannot be used, only one's own basic power can be used.

What do you mean? It means that Wang Xiaoming can't use the power of the card reader, the power of the dimension wall, or the mount, but can only use the power, speed, and wisdom of himself and his martial soul.

"Black, so fucking black!" Wang Xiaoming felt that tens of thousands of insulting words were not enough to express his anger.

Grasp the protruding rock on the cliff with one hand, release the other hand, and support the weight with the other hand, and then quickly find the nearest protruding rock. In just a moment, I put my hand on the rock and repeat the movement.

Just when Wang Xiaoming's arms were about to go numb, an eagle's cry echoed in his ears.

There was a bad feeling in Wang Xiaoming's heart, and he quickly turned his head to see that a giant eagle landed on a huge protruding rock, and its two upturned eagle eyes stared at Wang Xiaoming curiously.

Wang Xiaoming swallowed his saliva, if the giant eagle attacked suddenly, I am afraid that the mission would be in vain.

"Don't, don't, don't..." Wang Xiaoming kept muttering in his heart, and his breathing became slow.

However, someone once put forward a theory-Murphy's Law.

I saw the giant eagle screaming, spreading its wings and soaring, circling around the cliff.

One accidentally came to Wang Xiaoming's side, and the other accidentally bumped into Wang Xiaoming's wings, knocking Wang Xiaoming to the side of the cliff.

Wang Xiaoming's figure kept falling, swinging in the air like a crying baby.

Relying on his years of experience and his own control, Wang Xiaoming managed to straighten out his posture, then stepped on his feet, exerted force with his hands, and inserted both hands into the cliff wall.

Wang Xiaoming's body shook and stopped falling, but his hands were already in a state of severe pain, and there were still hundreds of meters away from the cliff top, and the giant eagle interfered.

"Fuck!" Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth, the blood between his teeth was swollen, and his arms trembled as he moved forward. Now, he could only move forward.

Wang Xiaoming took a sneak peek at the bottom, but couldn't see clearly, couldn't see, couldn't see the slightest bit of fireworks in the world, it was all white, it was too dark!
"Isn't this the same as conquering Mount Everest?" Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly.

"The conquest of another world? It must have been interesting in the previous life." Wang Xiaoming climbed hard.

"Then I will conquer this Dengyun Cliff!" Wang Xiaoming used both hands and feet together, sinking his dantian in one breath, carefully calculating the distance between the rocks and the limit he could cross in his mind.

Gusts of raging wind lingered around Dengyun Cliff, and the raging wind blew through the gap hanging on the cliff, making a roar like a wild animal.

Wang Xiaoming jumped vigorously, and then the speed changed.

"Success!" Wang Xiaoming said excitedly.

Use the power of the wind to climb rocks, so that you can climb up more easily.

The strong wind swayed the black cliff, and a magenta figure climbed, shuttled, and jumped on the cliff. This series of impossible things were all done by him alone.

Several huge feathers of abnormal size fell beside Wang Xiaoming, as if celebrating Wang Xiaoming's summit.

Wang Xiaoming looked up and saw that the giant eagle was on top of him, staring into the distance in a daze, not noticing Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming slowly came to the cliff on the other side of the giant eagle, and one hand touched the rocky flat on the cliff, and the corner of Wang Xiaoming's excited mouth curled into a big laugh.

At this moment, the giant eagle moved, as if it heard the sound of Wang Xiaoming's movement, then turned around, bent down to pick up Wang Xiaoming, and threw it into the sky.

Wang Xiaoming soared in the sky again, this time with experience, he quickly straightened his body to avoid falling into the mouth of the giant eagle.

Finally fell on the sharp corner of the cliff, Wang Xiaoming glanced behind him, and then Wang Xiaoming knew what was going on with Wannian.

Wang Xiaoming turned around with lingering fear, and confronted the giant eagle.

Two pairs of different eyes stared at each other. Witnessed by the wind, the giant eagle uttered a cry, and then slammed into Wang Xiaoming.

Nothing, just the most primitive impact.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, his feet firmly tightened his feet on the rocky ground, and he grabbed the giant eagle's beak with both hands, holding on tightly.

Fortunately, after thousands of years of wind and rain, Dengyun Cliff has become very strong. Even the top of the cliff can bear the weight of dozens of tons.

"This cliff was made by Zhenjin!"

Someone feels very beaver.

Wang Xiaoming barely resisted the giant eagle's attack. Seeing that the giant eagle was resisted abruptly, he was not convinced and spread his wings to stir up.

The powerful energy brought by the airflow to the giant eagle was transmitted to Wang Xiaoming as terrifying force.

Wang Xiaoming's posture retreated slowly, because he was moved backwards.

"If you have the ability, why don't you go to the theater and use it as a hair dryer for those actors to make them lighter." Wang Xiaoming sneered and said sarcastically.

The giant eagle seemed to understand what Wang Xiaoming meant, and attacked even harder.

"Wang Xiaoming, didn't you tell me that you are very strong, and these magic tests are not difficult for you?"

Just when Wang Xiaoming was about to reach the peak and fall off the cliff, the voice of the God of Destruction came into Wang Xiaoming's ears indistinctly.

"Huh?" Panting heavily, Wang Xiaoming said unconvinced: "How could I find it difficult?"

Perhaps the God of Destruction stimulated Wang Xiaoming, Wang Xiaoming's strength suddenly increased, and he forcibly resisted his body.

The heels were all hanging in the air, and just barely, the giant eagle's claws grabbed the ground, and its body kept hitting Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming smiled evilly and said, "Now, it's my home field!"

The combination of tenacious will and terrifying power, with a grip between the hands, it seems that a wind ball has been scratched.

The blood was rushing, the veins on his forehead and arms were bulging, and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled.

Holding the giant eagle with both hands, exert strength.

After the giant eagle felt the breath of the human being in front of him change, he realized that his feet had become illusory. When he stared down, he actually floated in the air, and there was still a complete black rock on his claws.

"Ha..." Wang Xiaoming raised the giant eagle, lifted it above his head, and then used all his strength, and also used the most primitive way - throwing it.

(End of this chapter)