On the road to heaven, people keep coming and falling.

The higher you go, the fewer people will be.

When they reached a height of one million feet, the figures were already sparse, with only a few dozen people left.

On the road, flames began to spread.

These fires are the flames of the golden crow. The higher the upwards, the greater the power of the flame.

Going up hundreds of thousands of feet, even the imperial emperors felt a little pressure and began to slowly slow down.

When they arrived here, the Golden Crow Fire had already covered the entire passage, and they were all in the sea of ​​fire.

The immortals were imprisoned, and they could not block the flames, so they could only let the flames burn their bodies.

Some emperors with slightly worse body have already been burned by the flames.

"I'm going, it's so far!"

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

Judging from this height, it is at least one million feet.

This is a life-threatening person!

At this moment, he really wanted to quit and wait for the people below to come up.

But when he saw the guy named Tang in front of him, he was a little unwilling. He had just let go of all the big talk and wanted to compete with this guy. Isn’t it too shameful to run away now!

At that moment, he could only grit his teeth and follow him up.

As we went up a few dozen feet apart, the flames became more and more fierce and the pressure became more and more intense.

When we arrived here, the gap between the people in this group appeared. Many emperors began to fall behind, and the gap between them grew bigger and bigger, and there were only a few people left in front.

Tang Hao walked forward with big strides, still steadily.

The golden crow fire surged from all directions, constantly burning his body, his skin was burned, but the next moment, it would be reborn and repeated.

The flames were too strong, and he couldn't see clearly the situation, so he could only vaguely see a few figures.

At this height, there were only two people except him, and there were about a hundred feet away from the rear before someone followed him.

Liu Heihu was there, and he could hear the guy's constant mumbling sounds.

"It should be those two!"

Tang Hao looked left and right.

One was the guy holding a feather fan in his hand, and the other was the strange emperor who was tall and strong, like an iron tower.

These two men are like him, and even when they reach this level, their steps are still quite steady.

"That guy should be the Great Free Heavenly Buddha!"

Tang Hao looked at the tall figure.

In Pangu, there were not many people who could compete with him, and the Great Free Heaven Buddha was one of them.

As the guardian Buddha of ancient Buddhism and Taoism, the existence of the nine kalpas of existence was a bug. It is normal for him to have such a behavior.

As for the other person, Tang Hao was also a little confused about it for a moment.

"There are almost 800,000 feet left!"

Tang Hao looked up, looked up, and estimated it.

From this perspective, the scorching sun seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, hanging high above his head.

"It's a bit small, probably not a real star! It was made with magical powers!" Tang Hao guessed.

He has seen many real stars in the lower real world starry sky, each of which is extremely huge and full of violent power.

Even the supreme of the Nine Tribulations may not be able to control the power of a star, and it may be at the level of a true immortal.

Thinking about it, he walked up another hundred thousand feet.

His skin began to crack, and the flesh and blood inside was burned by the flames and turned into ashes.

He had to slow down.

The two people next to them were almost the same. They both felt the pressure and began to slow down.

"There are still seven hundred thousand feet left!"

Tang Hao paused for a moment and regenerated the flesh and blood all over his body.

He looked up and looked resolutely.

When you get here, it basically depends on who has stronger perseverance. At this moment, you can only reach the end with one move. If you stop at the middle of the road, you will be depressed.

"Huh! This kid is not good!"

Not far ahead, the old demon Huang Xie who turned into a scholar turned around and couldn't help but grin.

"Fortunately, I am a demon clan, and my body is stronger than the human clan, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold on!"

He smiled complacently and continued to walk upwards.

Although he also felt a little pressure, the problem was not big. He was the demon clan and the strongest demon emperor in the ages. This little flame was nothing.

The tall figure also looked back.

Then, he snorted and continued to move up.

He is not a human race, he is the body of incense and cannot feel any pain at all. As long as the incense is powerful enough, he can be reborn continuously.

"The ancient yin and yang energy belongs to mine!"

He looked upwards and said to himself.

Last time, he missed the ancient Xuanhuang energy in Xuanhuang Tower. This time, he could no longer miss the ancient Yin and Yang energy.

At this moment, he accelerated his pace and surpassed the other person on the left.

"Hmph! Want to compete with this emperor for the ancient yin and yang energy? No way!"

When the old demon Huang Xie saw it, he also accelerated his pace.

He is determined to win the ancient yin and yang energy.

For a moment, the two of them chased each other, constantly surpassing each other, and soon, they walked over ten thousand feet.

There are only about fifty feet left before the end.

The two of them worked hard and walked up desperately.

At the end of the road to heaven, the void crack has completely opened and turned into a circular space channel, from which Jianmu drilled out.

From this passage upwards is a vast world. In the middle of this world is an ancient tree. This ancient tree is boundless. Every branch spreads, and it can form a continent.

On every continent, there are mountains, rivers and rivers, full of fairy spirit.

The Jianmu that formed the road to heaven was just a wisp of roots hanging from this ancient tree.

"Funny! It's so fun!"

At this moment, around this thorn, there were towers lined up, with figures sitting on it, mostly shrouded in dazzling immortal brilliance, and a few more radiating light like the sun.

They sat there like a round of scorching sun scattering, emitting vast immortal power.

These figures are the supreme.

The eyes of these group of emperors and supreme emperors are all following their roots and falling on the road to heaven.

"That person's aura is a bit strange, it doesn't look like an immortal cultivator!"

"It's a bit weird!"

Many emperors pointed at the tall figure and talked.

"Huh! That's a Buddhist, and he is not an ordinary Buddhist practice, but a Buddha of incense."

A supreme spoke.

His pupils shone golden light, and he swept downwards to see through the disguise.

"It's actually Buddhism! It's strange, hasn't Buddhism been destroyed long ago!"

Those emperors said in confusion.

The battle between immortals and Buddhas was a matter of the age of hundreds of immortals. After that battle, Pangu’s Buddhism disappeared.

"Since it's Buddhism, then...will there be some trouble!"

There is the Emperor's Way.

"It's okay, let him come up! The Buddhist sect can no longer cause any storms!" said the supreme.

The emperors looked at each other, but saw that the other supremes did not speak out, so they stopped talking about this matter.

Then, their eyes turned to another figure.
Chapter completed!