The Mightiest Little Peasant

On the road to heaven, there are people coming in and people falling.

The higher up, the fewer people there are.

At a height of one million feet, the figure is already sparse, and there are only dozens of people left.

On the road, flames began to permeate.

These fires are the flames of the gold and black, and the more upward, the greater the power of the flame.

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

By this time, the Jin Wuhuo had covered the entire passageway, and they were all in flames.

Immortals are imprisoned, they can't block the flame, they can only let the flame burn the flesh.

Some emperors whose flesh is slightly worse have burned their skin with flames.

"I'm going, so far away!"

Liu Heihu walked in the middle of the team, looked up and couldn't help but collapse his face.

Looking at this height, at least a million feet.

This is fatal!

At this moment, he was eager to throw away his arms and wait until the following people came up.

But when he looked at the guy with the surname Tang in front, he was a little unwilling. He just talked a lot about it now. He wanted to compete with this guy. Isn't he running out of face now?

At the moment, he could only gritt his teeth and followed him up.

A few tens of feet above, the flame became fiercer and fiercer, and the pressure became greater and greater.

At this point, the gap between the pedestrians became apparent, and many emperors began to fall behind. The gap between them became larger and larger, and there were only a few people left.

Tang Hao strode ahead, still walking steadily.

The fire of the Jinwu from all directions came and burned his body continuously, his skin was scorched, but in the next moment, he would be born again and repeat again and again.

The flame was too strong, and he could not see the Quartet clearly, so he could only vaguely see a few figures.

At this height, except for him, there were only two people left, and there was only a hundred feet behind, before someone followed.

Liu Heihu was there, he could hear the voice of the guy's thoughts.

"It should be those two!"

Tang Hao looked around.

One is the guy with a lupin in his hand and some saobao, and the other is the strange emperor who is tall and tall like a tower.

The two of them are just like him. Even at this height, they are still quite steady.

"That guy, it should be the Great Buddha!"

Tang Hao looked at the tall figure.

In Pangu, there are not many people who can compete with him. The Great Buddha is one of them.

As the guardian Buddha of the ancient Buddhism, the once-existing Nine Tribulations existed, and this great free Buddha is a bug. It is normal for him to have such a performance.

As for the other person, Tang Hao could not see through for a while.

"Almost 800,000 feet!"

Tang Hao raised his head, looked up, and estimated it.

Seen in this way, the scorching sun became bigger and bigger, and hung above his head.

"It's a little small, it shouldn't be a real star! It was created with magical powers!" Tang Hao speculated.

He has seen a lot of real stars in the lower realm, each one is huge and full of violent power.

Even the Supreme of Nine Tribulation, may not be able to control the power of a star, I am afraid that it must be a true fairy level.

Thinking, he walked up another hundred thousand feet.

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

He had to slow down.

The two next to them were similar, both felt pressure and began to slow down.

"Seven hundred thousand left!"

Tang Hao paused, regenerating his flesh and blood.

He looked up, his eyes showing a determined look.

At this point, it is basically to see who has stronger perseverance. At this moment, only one effort can rush to the end, and a little pause in the middle will be discouraged.

"Oh! This kid is gone!"

Not far away, the demon old demon turned into a scholar looked back and couldn't help grinning.

"Fortunately, I am a demon clan, and the flesh is stronger than the human clan, otherwise it will be unsustainable!"

He smiled complacently and continued to walk up.

Although he also felt a trace of pressure, but the problem was not big, but he was the demon clan, or the strongest demon emperor in ancient times, this flame was nothing.

The tall figure also looked back.

Then he hummed and continued upward.

He is also not a human race, he is a body of incense, and he can't feel any pain at all. As long as the power of incense is enough, he can continue to regenerate.

"Yinyangyangqi is mine!"

He looked up and secretly said.

Last time, he missed Xuanhuang ancient gas in Xuanhuang Tower. This time, he couldn't miss this Yinyang ancient gas again.

At the moment, he hastened his pace to overtake another person on the left.

"Humph! Want to compete with the Emperor for Yin and Yang? No way!"

At first glance, the evil demon also accelerated the pace.

For the ancient yin and yang, he is also determined to get it.

For a time, the two of you chased me, kept surpassing each other, chasing each other, and soon after, we walked through a thousand or so.

Fifty-thousand feet left to the end.

The two were even more sturdy, and desperately went up.

At the end of the road to heaven, the cracks in the void have been completely opened and turned into a circular space channel, from which the building wood was drilled.

From this passage upward, there is a vast world. In the middle of this world is an ancient tree. This ancient tree is infinitely large. Every branch spreads out to form a continent.

There are mountains, rivers and rivers on every continent.

The building wood that formed the road to the sky is just a strand of roots hanging from this ancient tree.

"Interesting! Really interesting!"

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

They sat there, like a round of blazing sun, exuding immense fairy power.

This figure is supreme.

This group of emperors, as well as the supreme, the eyes at the moment are all down the roots, cast down, and fell on the road to heaven.

"That person's breath is a little weird, not like Xianxiu!"

"It's a little weird!"

Many emperors respected the tall figure, pointing and discussing.

"Oh! That's a Buddha, and it's not a normal Buddha statue, it's an incense Buddha."

A supreme spoke.

His pupils glowed with gold, and he swept down to see through the disguise.

"It's actually a Buddhist gate! Strange, isn't the Buddhist gate destroyed long ago!"

The emperors questioned.

The battle of immortals and Buddhas was a matter of the age of one hundred cents. After that battle, the Buddhist gates of Pangu disappeared.

"Since it's a Buddha, then... will it be a little troublesome!"

Emperor Zundao said.

"It's okay, let him come up! Today's Buddhist doors can no longer turn over the storm!" said the Supreme.

The emperors looked at each other, and when they saw that the other supremes were silent, they no longer discussed the matter.

Then their eyes turned to another figure.