There are constant cultivators coming from all directions of building wood.

Then, fall down.

When they got up, their expressions became a little frightened.

When the immortal Yuan was imprisoned, they lost most of their magical powers.

When they looked up again, they were all a little shocked when they saw the divine tree like a giant pillar in front of them.

It is undoubtedly extremely difficult to climb to the holy realm with the power of the body alone. They don’t have to think about it, and they know that there must be various obstacles on this road to heaven, and how can you handle it with the body alone?

"This road to heaven is a trial in the upper realm. Only those who can walk through this path are qualified to enter the holy realm!"

Several temple envoys stood in front of the divine tree and shouted over and over again.

The cultivators adapted and rushed towards the divine tree again.

They stepped onto the sacred tree and walked up the road formed by branches.

At the beginning, it was extremely relaxed, except for the imprisonment of the immortal essence, there was no obstacle at all.

The practitioners easily reached a height of a thousand feet.

Then, they noticed that an invisible pressure began to appear. Every time it went up thousands of feet high, the pressure would rise a few points and gradually increase.

People with different cultivation levels face different pressures.

"No! I can't hold on!"

When it reached 30,000 to 40,000 feet high, some practitioners began to be unable to hold on and fell from the divine tree.

"Exit!"

The Temple Envoy took action and took these people out.

"This road to heaven will always be here, and you will have the opportunity to challenge in the future!"

The messengers would say something mechanically.

But they all knew that those who were eliminated at this level were basically cultivators with extremely poor talent, and they had no hope of completing this path to heaven in this life.

The higher you go, the more people fall.

One by one, the figures fell like dumplings.

However, there are more people who have stepped on the divine tree, densely packed and uncountable. Waves of cultivators have come from all directions of the Eight Desolations and embarked on this road to heaven.

"Look, the one who leads is Wuling God!"

"What a fast speed! I am worthy of being an old god!"

"And that is the old god of Yuhua Mountain!"

Those cultivators who failed to challenge all gathered around, pointed at the divine tree, and discussed enthusiastically.

The leading group of people are all old gods in Bahuang.

These people have been famous for a long time, but their cultivation has not improved much in recent years. They are most eager for the upper realm, so they are at the forefront.

"Look, that's the immortal brilliance, and the Emperor is here!"

After a long time of lively, the Emperor finally arrived.

When he got closer, his body also sank and fell down, and the light in his body disappeared.

"That's... Emperor Xuyuan?"

The cultivators stared at him for a while and whispered.

In their eyes, the Emperor is undoubtedly an extremely mysterious existence. Even if he can see it occasionally, he cannot see through the immortal brilliance. When he sees the true appearance, they can only guess based on his dress characteristics.

The Emperor Xuyuan landed on the ground and walked towards the divine wood.

He was extremely fast, almost rushing up with big strides, full of momentum.

Soon, he caught up with the leading Wuling God Lord and others and became the leading one.

After him, the Emperor continued to arrive and embarked on this road to heaven.

Of course, not all the emperors came with great fanfare. Many of them opened their immortal brilliance and restrained themselves early, mixed into the crowd, and squeezed up.

Those who can become emperors have extremely outstanding talents, so once they go up, they will soon surpass those gods and reach the leading position.

"The Emperor is here again!"

When he saw another immortal brilliance coming from the sky, the cultivators exclaimed again and looked at it together.

Ouch!

The Xianhui got closer and slapped, then fell to the ground with a sudden blow.

"Damn it! What the hell!"

The man got up from the ground and kept cursing.

When the cultivators saw it, they were stunned, and then their faces became extremely strange.

Many people even gritted their teeth and wanted to rush up and beat this guy up.

This guy is the former public enemy of the Eight Desolations and the famous Black Tiger Thieves. I don’t know how many cultivators and forces there are in the Eight Desolations.

They organized countless rounds of large-scale pursuits, but they failed to kill this guy. Instead, they even promoted this guy to the imperial realm.

"That's great! This guy is finally leaving! Stay away from the Bahuang!"

A cultivator clenched his fists and said excitedly, almost burst into tears.

Thank God! The scourge of the Eight Desolates is finally leaving!

"Haha! Finally got relieved!"

The other cultivators also cheered.

Oh my God!

Let him go up quickly and let him harm the people above!

Some practitioners even put their hands together and prayed to heaven. They didn't want to see this disaster for a moment. The morning they went, the better they were, and the more at ease they would be.

"Are you so happy to see me?"

Liu Heihu looked at Sifang, grinned, and waved his hand enthusiastically.

In an instant, the four directions suddenly became quiet and there was a dead silence.

Happy?

Damn it!

You are shameless!

The cultivators cursed in their hearts.

However, they didn't dare to say it out loud. After all, this guy is already the emperor, and they didn't dare to offend him in person.

"Yes! We're so happy!"

"I'm so happy that I'm almost crying!"

The cultivators forced a smile, and they smiled even worse than crying.

"Oh! I really didn't expect that you love me so much, and I don't want to leave!" Liu Heihu said in a touching manner.

"Hey! No, no!"

Everyone's faces instantly turned into horror.

If this guy stays, they will not go crazy!

"Actually, I love you too, but I have to leave. There are many treasures waiting for me on it. You have to wait for me and keep the fat ones I raise, I will come back sooner or later!" Liu Heihu waved to Sifang.

Don't! Don't come back!

You'd better die in battle and sacrifice your life for Pangu's heroic spirit!

The cultivators cursed in their hearts.

But their faces showed extremely enthusiastic and bright smiles, and they waved to the front, as if they were sending off some relatives.

Above, the faces of the temple messengers were extremely strange.

They heard about this Black Tiger Thief, of course, it was not a good rumor.

What a slap killer, a peerless thief, you can tell at first that these titles are what kind of person this guy is.

Looking at that guy, they were all a little worried. If this guy goes to the world, will something happen?

"Forget it! Let him go! This guy is better than that!"

The messenger leader sighed.

Then, his eyebrows frowned, but he thought of the disaster that made him feel very troubled.

Before he could go to the world, the disaster would have a tragedy with the Tang clan, and then he slaughtered an elder in the prehistoric temple and dared to blackmail them to the temple envoy. He was simply a demon in the world.

Compared with that disaster, this guy named Liu Heihu is at most a thief and is too pure.

Just as he was thinking about the disaster, he caught a glimpse of a fairy brilliance ahead.

In an instant, his eyes twitched and he had a bad premonition.
Chapter completed!