Everyone's slightly surprised eyes fell on Ke Bei. Ke Bei naturally didn't care about these gazes at all, but Lu Qian on her back was a little scared, hugging Ke Bei's neck tightly, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Feeling Lu Qian's trembling body on his back, Ke Bei frowned slightly, and his cold eyes swept across the people with horror.

"Qianqian is not afraid, I have brother here!"

Ke Bei comforted softly, then stepped hard on his feet, regardless of the shocking world, his body turned into a sharp arrow and rushed upwards at a very fast speed.

Three thousand steps!

Ke Bei was carrying Lu Qian on his back, his movements were flexible, like an elves in the mountains. Every time he flashed, he could cross dozens of blood-colored stairs. In a blink of an eye, three thousand blood-colored stone stairs passed.

"Well? The pressure suddenly increased tenfold!"

Standing on the third thousand blood-colored stone staircase and feeling the invisible mental pressure that suddenly became stronger, Ke Bei frowned tightly.

"The spiritual pressure here is almost a hundred times stronger than at the foot of the mountain!"

"This seems to be a dividing point!"

Ke Bei took a step back slowly, and indeed his mental pressure suddenly decreased ten times. He took another step forward and his mental pressure suddenly became stronger. Although this mental pressure was not enough to threaten Ke Bei, the slight shock of the mind could shatter the inexplicable mental pressure that invaded the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, but Ke Bei was secretly alert in his heart.

"The pressure is not too strong."

Ke Bei turned his head and looked at Lu Qian, who was biting his index finger, felt relieved and nodded slowly.

"Qianqian has seven divine patterns. Although I don't know why, the divine patterns seem to be able to withstand the mental pressure!"

Bang!

Lu Qian was fine, so Ke Bei felt relieved. He stepped on his feet suddenly, his body turned into a shadow, and flew towards the end of the blood-colored stone staircase again.

Five thousand ladders!

"The mental pressure has been strengthened ten times more!"

Ke Bei sensed it silently, raised his head and looked at the blood-colored stone staircase that still could not see the end, and frowned slightly.

"Although the mental pressure now is nothing to me, if the mental pressure continues to increase like this... I'm afraid it will be a little bad!"

"The task given to me by the system is to become a divine envoy. Now it seems that the so-called divine envoy's strength is just equivalent to a strong man in the God of War Realm. Although my strength is not as strong man in the Life Wheel Realm, it is much stronger than a strong man in the God of War Realm!"

"The advanced martial arts tasks given by the system should not be easily completed!"

Ke Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and looked at the bloody sky.

"No matter what happens, I must complete the task and strengthen my strength as soon as possible."

"Walk!"

After confirming that the invisible pressure could not cause any harm to Lu Qian, Ke Bei was completely relieved. As long as he could withstand it, he could climb up all the time.

Bang!

He stepped hard on his feet. He carried Lu Qian's back and turned into a stream of light and jumped forward quickly.

Eight thousand steps! Ten thousand steps!

Ten thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand, ten thousand!

"Huh~"

Ke Bei let out a breath and frowned.

"The pressure is getting stronger and stronger!"

The power of thoughts surged out, resisting the spiritual pressure everywhere.

"I've only walked halfway, and there are still 15,000 blood-colored ladders to reach the Luo Temple on the top of the mountain."

Feeling the increasingly strong mental pressure, Ke Bei's brows became deeper and deeper.

There are almost 30,000 blood-colored stone stairs from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Now I have only walked halfway. Ke Bei felt a little pressure. Although the pressure is not too strong, Ke Bei is not so casual in dealing with it.

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Ke Bei's eyebrows were raised, like two sharp swords inserted horizontally on his forehead. His tough cheeks were fierce and he suddenly raised his feet, and continued to climb up with Lu Qian on his back.

Ten thousand six thousand, ten thousand seven thousand...two thousand three thousand, twenty four thousand, twenty five thousand!

Twenty-seven, twenty-nine thousand...twenty-nine thousand!

bump!

Ke Bei's feet fell heavily to the 29,900th of the blood-colored stone staircase.

"There are still a hundred stone stairs!"

Ke Bei stopped again on the bloody ladder, his eyebrows still tightened, and his expression was still firm, but his black and red cheeks had a sickly pale pale, his lips were cracked, and tiny cracks appeared on his lips, and bloodshot appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Qianqian, come up and wait for brother."

Ke Bei put Lu Qian down, looked at the seven divine patterns with a faint red halo on his forehead, rubbed her hair in a doting way, and said softly.

"No, I want to be with Brother A, I want Brother A."

Lu Qian grabbed Ke Bei's hand tightly, and there was a hint of stubbornness in her stupid eyes.

"Qianqian, there is a blood chicken on it. You can grab one for Brother first, otherwise it will be too late and the blood chicken will be taken away."

Ke Bei pointed to the palace on the top of the mountain and said to Lu Qian.

"Blood chicken, brother, Qianqian wants to eat blood chicken."

When he heard Ke Bei say the blood chicken, Lu Qian suddenly had a strange light flashing in her ignorant eyes, and by the way, Ke Bei's finger was crawling upwards.

Looking at Lu Qian's back gradually fading away, the smile on Ke Bei's face disappeared instantly, his face was extremely pale, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were filled with a solemn light.

The invisible mental pressure became stronger and stronger. Ke Bei's mind was dizzy when he was hit by the pressure surrounding him.

"If there was no protection from the divine pattern, even the strong man who had activated the seven life wheels would not be able to withstand that inexplicable pressure!"

Ke Bei stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and clenched his fists hard. Although his mind power was very powerful, it had a limit.

Ke Bei's current mind power is almost equivalent to a powerful man who has opened the seven realms of life wheel realm.

"There are the last hundred blood-colored stone stairs!"

Ke Bei bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain pierced the heart made Ke Bei's somewhat vague consciousness suddenly wake up a lot.

"If you want to become a God Envoy, the first step is to step on this blood-colored stone staircase. Only by becoming a candidate God Envoy can you become a God Envoy. No one can stop me!"

"This mission must be completed!"

Ke Bei's eyes flashed with a cold light, with a hint of determination. Ke Bei suddenly raised his feet and stepped towards the blood-colored stone staircase in front of him.

boom!

Just as Ke Bei's feet just landed on the blood-colored stone staircase, a terrifying spiritual pressure rushed over and rushed towards Ke Bei's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yeah, I said no one can stop me!"

Feeling the violent shock of consciousness, Ke Bei's eyes were red. He flashed with a crazy cold light, his pace continued to climb upwards.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The mental pressure became stronger and stronger, and waves of unbearable pain came from the depths of Ke Bei's sea of ​​consciousness.

"superior!"

A hoarse roar came from his throat, and Ke Bei's eyes were covered with blood. He endured the pain of the torn sea of ​​consciousness, and kept moving upwards and upwards.

Dingdeng!

"The last ten!"

Ke Bei stared at the stone staircase with blood-red light under his feet, his body trembled violently and shaking, as if he could fall down at any time.

The shock from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness became stronger and stronger. Ke Bei even had an illusion that his soul seemed to have been broken, and the pain of the soul being torn apart was ten thousand times stronger than the pain of the last. Faced with such pain, even Ke Bei, who was extremely tenacious, could hardly resist it.

"Brother, brother. Where is the blood chicken? Qianqian wants the blood chicken"

Lu Qian, who was a little less sensible than a child, had no idea what Ke Bei was facing at this moment. After she climbed to the top of the mountain, she found that there was no blood chicken that Ke Bei said. She suddenly became a little anxious, with a runny nose and crying red, looking for blood chicken everywhere.

"Blood Chicken, have you snatched my blood chicken..."

Lu Qian's pretty face was covered with two crystal tears, and she suddenly grabbed a young man with animal skin who had just stepped onto the top of the mountain.

"Give it back to me, where did you hide the blood chicken? Qianqian wants to eat it, Qianqian wants the blood chicken."

The young man who was pulled by Lu Qian frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his cheeks, but after seeing the seven divine patterns on Lu Qian's forehead, he hurriedly hid the displeasure on his face.

"You give me back, give me back..."

Lu Qian seemed to have conscientiously hid her blood chicken, and cried loudly and teared the young man's clothes.

"Damn, a fool can even have seven divine patterns. It's so damn unreasonable!"

The young man with beast skin was a little scared just now. After all, he had seven divine patterns, and such a talent was likely to become a divine messenger. Although he had stepped onto the top of the mountain, he only had four divine patterns, and his potential was simply incomparable to Lu Qian.

"Blood chicken, you give me the blood chicken."

Lu Qian shouted and pounced on her, grabbing the young man's clothes tightly, her hands full of tears and snot. Her grasp naturally touched all the transparent liquid on the young man's body.

"roll!"
To be continued...