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Not far away, the Daoyi saintess and the Zifu saintess also looked at the useless saint son on the side, did not speak, but still pierced their hearts.

Soon, after thirty flights of stairs, their movements completely slowed down, and their faces gradually turned pale.

There is no problem with their physical bodies at all, and they can resist the coercion of Saint Sendai.

However, the primordial spirits couldn't bear it anymore. At this moment, their primordial spirits were in turmoil and suffered a great shock!

After the [-]th floor of the immortal platform, there is a transformation, because it corresponds to the semi-holy level, it is extremely dangerous!

And soon, the Jiang family spirits stopped, because Jiang Caixuan couldn't bear it anymore, they gave up as soon as they could, and began to withdraw from Sendai.

Ji Haoyue and Ji Biyue followed closely behind, stopped at the 36th floor, and retreated with extremely solemn expressions.

Ji Biyue could no longer step up to the 37th floor, because there was another transformation here, and the subsequent steps were all the real saint level, and a more powerful transformation definitely took place!

"It can't be done, if I go on, my primordial spirit will be crushed by coercion!"

Soon, at the 39th floor, Shengzi Daoyi's face was as pale as paper, and his body was already swaying. There was a little blush between his eyebrows.

Daoyi saintess frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, she didn't say a word and started to back away.

At this moment, Daoyi Shengzi was extremely ashamed in his heart, and his face was extremely ugly.

If it weren't for him, Daoyi Saintess would definitely be able to climb the 45 stairs without any pressure at all.

Yes, this Son of Dao Yi is really too useless.

In the surrounding area, there were some fast and some slow, but the others hadn't stopped yet, and most of them were stopped on the No.40 second-floor stairs.

However, there are only six people who have climbed the 42 steps.

The two from the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the two from the Holy Land of Zifu, and Yang Yu and the Saintess of Yaochi.

However, the Saintess of the Purple Mansion and the Saint Son of the Purple Mansion seemed to be under a lot more pressure than the others. At this moment, they were already standing on the 45th floor with Yang Yu and the Saintess of the Yaochi.

However, the gap is still very large, because Yang Yu is under the pressure of two people. Standing in front of the saintess of Yaochi, he has resisted most of the pressure of the physical body and the impact on the soul, so that the saint of Yaochi is at the moment. There is no pressure above the 45 stairs.

"How strong is the power of your primordial spirit? One person bears the impact of two people, and yet he still doesn't feel pressure?"

On the side, the saintess of the Zifu looked at Yang Yu, her pale and stunning face was full of shock.

Because, even if Yang Yu helped the Saintess of Yaochi to withstand the impact and stood on the 45th floor, his face was only slightly pale, and there was not much change!

This shocked the Saintess of the Purple Mansion, because she felt great pressure even after bearing an impact.

But Yang Yu resisted two copies so indifferently!

"Also Saint Sendai, the impact on Yuanshen is obviously more terrifying!"

On the 44th floor, the Maiden of Light and the Son of Light frowned slightly, and looked at Yang Yu with serious eyes.

"Everyone, I'll go first!"

Yang Yu opened his mouth indifferently, and then directly pulled up the bag of the saintess of Yaochi, and stepped onto the platform behind the saint's fairy platform!

"go!"

On the side, the saintess of the Zifu's eyes narrowed, and the moment Yang Yu stepped forward, she shouted at the Shengzi of the Zifu, and stepped directly onto the platform.

Chapter 326 Beheading the Holy Son [[-]]

Yang Yu took a step and went directly to the platform after the 45th floor of the stairs.

The saint of Yaochi, Ji Jin, also stepped onto the high platform, and stood behind Yang Yu.

On the other side, the speed of the Saintess of the Zifu was also not slow, and she stepped onto the high platform almost at the same time as Yang Yu, but the Saint of the Zifu turned pale at the moment. Although his strength was not weak, he was more or less With the light of the saintess of the purple mansion.

Because, just now, the saint Xiantai seems to be conscious. For the team of the purple mansion saintess and the purple mansion saint son, the coercion against the primordial spirit is obviously much weaker.

"Buzz!"

And just after Yang Yu, the saintess of Yaochi, the saintess of Zifu and other seven people climbed onto the high platform, on the stairs turned into the saint's fairy platform, a shock of radiance directly shone brightly, and the people who were still walking on the stairs at this moment People are all enveloped in it.

"Ok!"

Both the saintess of Zifu and the saintess of Yaochi turned their heads and looked at the stairs transformed into the saint's fairy platform behind them.

"What happened?"

Yang Yu also looked at Saint Xiantai with some surprise on his face, his eyes flickering.

"boom!"

In the next second, there seemed to be a roar on the stairs below, and then the coercion and brilliance disappeared, and the entire stairs returned to a calm appearance.

However, Shengzi Yaoguang, Shengzi Dayan and others who were still climbing the ladder on the sage's fairy platform all disappeared on the stairs and returned to the bottom of the stairs.

"what's the situation?"

Shengzi Yaoguang and the others frowned and looked at the saint Xiantai in front of them.

Why were they all swept away when they were fine just now?

"continue."

On the side, Shengzi Wanchu frowned and said, just sweep it down if you are swept down, and just step on it again.

The problem now is that four more people have already boarded the high platform, and I'm afraid that when they climb up again, the opportunity has already been obtained by the saintess of the purple mansion, Yang Yu and others.

"boom!"

However, just when the Son of Ziwanchu and the Saintess of Wanchu wanted to re-board the Saint's Immortal Terrace, a terrifying coercion surged out on the Saint's Immortal Terrace, as if Hua Yunfei was knocked into the air. The two from the Holy Land of the Beginning were also blasted out and suffered heavy losses.

"Restricted quota?" On the high platform, Yang Yu looked at the Saintess of Yaochi with a surprised expression on his face.

"It seems that in this saint's ancient tomb, there is a high possibility of inheritance. Moreover, the limited number of places may only need two people, one man and one woman."

The eyes of the saintess from Yaochi flickered slightly, and she looked at the saintess and son of Zifu beside her.

It was really special for these two people to come in, because the saintess of Zifu and Yang Yu stepped here almost at the same time.

If not, she and Yang Yu might be the only ones who stepped into the ancient tomb now.

"Hmph, the inheritance of this place is obviously going to be passed on to me in the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion. It's too coincidental for you to come in. I think you two should retreat!"

The Zifu Shengzi's face looked better. Hearing the words of the Yaochi saintess, the Zifu Shengzi, who was originally displeased with Yang Yu, immediately spoke in a very indifferent tone.

"Hehe, there is nothing wrong with saying this, but I think you should be the ones who should leave, right?"