Su Chen burst out all his strength, rushed through five hundred blue rock steps in one go, and arrived in front of a large spiritual fog halfway up the mountain. He was worried about the fact that there was something in the spiritual fog, so he stopped cautiously and sat with Wu Qiao for half an hour.

He soon saw dozens of mid-stage foundation-building cultivators quickly entered the spiritual fog area, but did not hear any abnormal movements in the spiritual fog.

I couldn't help but feel at ease, thinking that even if there is any formation in the spiritual fog, it shouldn't be a dangerous killing formation, at most it is a formation like psychedelics.

"Let's go in and explore the situation and see who can pass through this spiritual fog first."

Su Chen quickly recovered his strength, and said that, he jumped onto a ten-foot stone step in the spiritual fog ahead.

"Okay! I just warmed up a few hundred levels in front of me. I'll be waiting for you in front of me after passing this spiritual fog."

Wu Qiao laughed boldly and carried a golden axe into the spiritual fog area in front.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared into a vast white spiritual mist halfway up the mountain, and each headed to the top of the sacred mountain.

Just as he entered the spiritual fog area, Su Chen found that all the noises and movements around him had disappeared. There was only a white spiritual fog in his field of vision that wrapped the person around him, and he could not see his five fingers.

Su Chen was slightly surprised and quickly used his powerful divine thoughts to detect the movements around him. However, it was useless. The divine thoughts were completely useless here, and they could not even detect the movements around him within a range of ten feet.

He was worried that there was something wrong with the spiritual mist and held his breath.

There was also silence around, and no movements of other monks were heard.

The vision and divine thoughts are invalid, and the voice cannot be transmitted. It seems that he is walking alone in the clouds and mist.

"A formation is indeed arranged in this cloud and mist area."

Su Chen fumbled for a while, but did not feel the dangerous aura.

This is not a killing formation, it seems to be a illusion formation.

Occasionally, in the distance of the spirit fog, you can see all kinds of strange things being transformed, beautiful towers and pavilions, extremely rare birds and beasts, and even ethereal fairies singing and dancing in the clouds, appearing and hiding, ethereal and illusory, unpredictable, and amazing.

A monk with a slightly weak will easily be attracted by various illusions and lost in it.

Su Chen simply gave up on the exploration of vision and divine thoughts, and ignored the magical objects, and just walked towards the stone steps ahead.

This cloud area is already located above the 500 stone steps. Su Chen clearly felt that the lower half of his waist became very heavy, with a total of 50,000 kilograms of heavy lead hanging on his lower half, as if he was trapped in a quagmire.

For a monk at the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, 50,000 kilograms are approaching the limit of the explosion of force.

"It's not enough to rely solely on physical strength, you have to use magic power to fight this pressure."

Su Chen gritted his teeth. He knew that starting from here would be his real challenge.

He only had to lift his feet and walked forward, which was undoubtedly extremely exhausting. He just climbed several large stone steps and started to breathe, and his physical strength was consumed severely.

Su Chen had to take a breath and immediately inhale some spiritual mist.

Only then did Su Chen realize that these spiritual fogs on the hillside of the sacred mountain were actually very magical. They were not the simple spiritual fog aura, which exuded an extremely strong aroma of anther wine.

"Is this Wanhua Wine Misty?"

Su Chen thought of a possibility and couldn't help but feel excited.

In this huge sacred mountain, thousands of years of spiritual herbs planted all over the mountains and the fragrance of flowers emitted, floating and melting into the large spiritual fog halfway up the mountain.

The spiritual mist in the sacred mountain is shrouded by a light curtain, the wind cannot blow, and will never dissipate forever.

Countless spiritual herbs and flower fragrances and spiritual mist naturally condense together, lingering halfway up the mountain of the sacred mountain. Over time, this spiritual mist is like aged wine mist that has been brewed for thousands of years, condensed but not dissipated, and the fragrance is intoxicated, forming a wine mist belt that is several miles wide and hundreds of miles long.

This Wanhua Wine Mist is an anther wine mist mixed with countless precious spiritual herb pollen for thousands of years and this piece of spiritual mist, and is naturally non-toxic. On the contrary, it is very beneficial for the immortal cultivators in the foundation-building realm. If you can breathe for a long time, or even use it for cultivation, it can be compared to the effect of taking the second-level spiritual pill.

Su Chen couldn't help but suck a small mouthful of wine making, like a mouthful of thousand-year-old spirit wine entering his mouth. He felt extremely comfortable all over his body. The wine mist could even restore the quickly consumed mana.

The benefits of Wanhua Wine Mist for monks to practice are comparable to high-level spiritual pills, which is extremely tempting.

Su Chen just took a breath and felt a little drunken and confused.

Su Chen stepped forward and felt a slight slight body. He couldn't help but feel happy. He was about to rise up, and his feet were getting faster and faster, trying to climb to the top of the sacred mountain.

wrong!

Su Chen suddenly woke up from his intoxication and felt a trembling heart.

"How can this stone steps to the top of the sacred mountain be easier and easier?"

He immediately stopped knowing that something was wrong, and then took a pill of awakening the spirit, so that he could wake up from the intoxication of Wanhua Wine, and his spiritual consciousness remained highly calm.

Su Chen turned to another direction and found that the pressure on his body began to increase significantly.

This time, I must have taken the right path.

This Wanhua Wine Mist has a strong intoxication effect. If you take a few more breaths, you will get drunk. In addition, the misleading of the illusion array in the spiritual fog makes it easy to go in the wrong direction.

You can't stay in this spiritual fog area!

Otherwise, if you absorb too much Wanhua wine, you will make things worse.

Su Chen became alert and mobilized his magic power to resist the heavy pressure. He stuffed a big spiritual peach into his mouth. When the magic power in his body turned, the heavy pressure on his body suddenly became lighter, and he immediately accelerated his pace.

However, the mana consumed in this way was amazing.

You must constantly take a large amount of expensive spiritual objects that replenish mana to keep going. Once your mana is exhausted, it will be difficult to move forward.

The lower half of the mountain.

Many foundation-building monks climbed the sacred mountain in groups of three or three.

Lu Wei barely stepped onto more than 300 stone steps of the sacred mountain, and was exhausted by heavy pressure, and could no longer move forward. He looked up at the top of the sacred mountain that was floating into the clouds and sighed.

His lifespan of 200 years of foundation building has been consumed, and only 30 to 40 years of life is left. Even if he practices hard, he may end up in the third level of the foundation building stage in his life. It is impossible to get a recommended place from the Jindan Elder.

With a lucky heart, come to this sacred mountain to try it out and try your luck. But even the spiritual fog area on the hillside of the sacred mountain cannot reach it, let alone stick to the top of the mountain.

I just want to climb to the top of the sacred mountain.

Even if you can climb up, you will at most walk dozens of stone steps, and waste the spirit stones to replenish the lost mana. Even the magic power supplemented by the spirit stones is not as fast as it is consumed. You need to use better spiritual food to quickly replenish mana.

Master Wang Qiu and three alchemists from the Foundation Establishment Realm walked together, and in order to continue to go further, they encouraged each other. However, they still only reached more than 400 levels and could not continue.

Every time they take a stone step, it takes an hour. I am afraid that the climbing speed of a hundred stone steps is calculated based on the sky. In just two months, it is not enough for them to climb six hundred stone steps. Moreover, the materials they consume are extremely amazing.

The road ahead of the sacred mountain is slim and difficult to climb.

They calculated the supplies they carried to replenish their magic powers and couldn't help but feel depressed.

"Forget it, this sacred mountain is not an ordinary person like us, and we can climb it!"

Wang Qiu looked at Su Chen's back as he walked away and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ji Yuanzheng, Zhuang Bai and other groups of mid-stage monks in the foundation building have reached the mountainside, approaching a large area of ​​spiritual fog.

In order to save as much physical strength and mana as possible, they are not moving fast.

Going up further gradually becomes difficult, and it often takes one or two hours to move up a stone stairs.

Some middle-stage foundation-building cultivators entered the spiritual fog area.

Before they knew it, they inhaled some of the fog of thousands of flowers. As they walked, they found that they were getting more and more relaxed. They even walked through dozens of fast stone steps in one breath. They were just in delight, but suddenly woke up and found that they were walking down the mountain, wasting a lot of magic power. They couldn't help but feel extremely upset and quickly turned around and continued to climb to the sacred mountain.

The spiritual fog area halfway up the mountain of the sacred mountain blocked most of the more than 200 foundation-building monks. There were only a few dozen monks who were able to travel through the spiritual fog area.

In fact, if you were not thinking about climbing to the top of the sacred mountain, the mid-stage foundation-building monk stayed in the Wanhua Wine Misty Area halfway up the sacred mountain, stayed still and absorbed the Wanhua Wine Misty to practice, which was equivalent to constantly taking high-level spiritual pills.

I have gained a lot after practicing here for two months, and I am even expected to break through a small level of cultivation.

Su Chen was in the mist of the flowers, and it became more and more difficult.

After halfway through, it took almost half an hour to climb a stone staircase, and his mana was exhausted. He had to stop and rest and eat a big spirit peach to quickly recover his physical strength and mana.

Su Chen thought that the Wanhua Wine Misty was very good for cultivation. He simply took out a spiritual gourd, sucked a large amount of Wanhua Spirit Misty in it, concentrated it into a thick spiritual wine, filled a large mouthful of the gourd, and used it for cultivation in the future.

Ten days later.

Su Chen walked forward a stone stairs and finally stepped out of the clouds and mist area. There was a bright sunshine in front of him, and the sky was clear in his sight, and there was no longer any clouds and mist blocking him.

He was trembling all over.

A terrifying power of 70,000 kilograms was pressing on him.

This suffocating pressure had spread across his chest, pressing against his arms, body and every part of his lower body, making his heart thumping, and he was almost unable to stand upright.

This pressure greatly exceeded the limit of his explosive power. Even if he mobilized all his magic power to fight, he could only barely move forward inch by inch.

He didn't even want to move a finger.

Su Chen couldn't help but look up and looked around. After passing through the clouds and mist area, this place was already the upper half of the sacred mountain. There were only the last three hundred stone steps left, and then he could reach the top.

In front, on a winding and rugged stone steps, there were only more than a dozen middle and late-stage monks in the foundation building who were climbing up hard.

Their speed is getting slower and slower, and it will take several hours to walk up to one stone step.

Fortunately, there are two months left to let them climb slowly. They need strong strength and perseverance to reach the last hundred stone steps.

The sky is scorching.

The real fire of the sun has become extremely fierce, making the people dry.

Wu Qiao had already passed through the Lingwu area a few hours ago.

He sat cross-legged outside, waiting for Su Chen to come out. Although it was already a bit difficult to climb, he believed that Su Chen's strength would definitely be able to pass through this spiritual fog area.

"Brother Su, can you still climb up?"
To be continued...