Xue Peng didn't know how fast he was practicing at this time. Perhaps even Qiqige, who had three feet of blood, was far inferior to him.

Xue Peng didn't know why this change happened, but he knew that the opportunity was rare and he could not miss it.

The gray on Xue Peng's body became lighter and lighter, and the ice around him also melted from his body. He raised his foot and went up to another step.

A hot feeling came from all over my body, but it was no longer unbearable.

Dingdengdeng.

Xue Peng took two steps in a row and stood on the same steps as Zardu, Huzi, and the female cultivator surnamed Iron.

Xue Peng felt the ice aura on this step, but in fact, every time he stepped up, the more domineering the ice aura became.

Xue Peng looked at Zardu, Hu Zi and the female cultivator surnamed Iron. The three of them had been frozen into ice sculptures at this time. They all maintained their climbing posture, and their expressions were still vivid.

"Zardu, Huzi." Xue Peng called out twice, but the two of them did not echo, and seemed to have heard it.

The three of them still believed in their strength too much. They were careless for a moment, allowing the cold air to penetrate the skin and penetrate into their bodies.

The three of them were fighting against the cold in their bodies with all their might. They needed to drive out the cold in their bodies before they could continue to push up.

Xue Peng thought the three of them were no longer able to do it, so he sighed slightly when he saw this, "He picked up Hu Zi and walked him towards the bridge."

Hu Zi's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn Dazhao, what do you want to do? If you dare to throw me down, I will be with you."

Xue Peng walked slowly while carrying the tiger's son, "I will save you once today, which is to repay you for your kindness to help me refine my golden body these days."

"Don't you go shit, you're hurting me, let me go." Hu Zi roared in his heart.

However, Xue Peng had already walked to the bridge, then let go and threw Hu Zi down.

Hu Zi's eyes were blazing fire, and he cursed in his heart: "Da Zhao, I'm not finished with you."

Xue Peng secretly praised himself: "If this Hu Zi saw this scene, I am afraid that the best result would be to let himself die and save his life. Why is his heart so soft?"

Xue Peng immediately walked to the woman and threw the woman down in the woman's flashing eyes.

He took a last look at Zaldu and kicked the last kick.

Zardu roared in his heart: "Mr. Dazhao, wait for me."

When people from Dongzhou saw this, they immediately cursed Xue Peng's voice, but some people still cursed.

"This damn Dazhao man actually threw all three of them down."

Erhu sighed when he saw this. He had contacted Xue Peng these days and thought Xue Peng was a good person.

Although he was a hateful Dazhao man, he saved their eldest brother after all.

At that moment, I couldn't help but say something to Xue Peng: "You're wrong. That big man named Zhao clearly saved the three of them."

"Farting, Hu Zi, Zardu, and Tielan are all warriors from Dongzhou. How can one need a big Zhao man to save him?"

"I said you are from Dongzhou, why do you help Dazhao people speak? Could it be that you are watching Dazhao people climb high and want to take pictures of Dazhao people's horses?"

Erhu's face turned red when he heard this, and he cursed angrily: "Don't you be so damn bad, I just say something. No matter whether he is a Dazhao or not, he saved my brother and Zaldu, Tielan is the fact."

The Dongzhou people said angrily: "The Dongzhou people don't need the Dazhao people to save them."

After a while, the bottom was fried into a pot of porridge, and then after a sound came out, everyone's voices stopped abruptly.

"Look, that big zodiac man is still climbing."

Dozens of warriors from the East Province all looked at Xue Peng again.

Then he saw that at the top of the Qingyun Ladder, Xue Pengruo walked leisurely in the garden, stepped up the Qingyun Ladder step by step, and went straight to the top of the Qingyun.

Xue Peng suddenly realized that the more Immortal Golden Body moves smoothly, and the more I climb up, the more I feel relaxed.

Finally, the influence of the Qingyun Ladder on him became weaker and weaker, and finally it seemed like the spring breeze was blowing, sometimes a little warm and sometimes a little cool.

Perhaps, as long as you get through that most difficult stage, everything will become easier.

Xue Peng quickly stepped upwards and gradually disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone exclaimed, "Where are people, why are they missing?"

"Did he step onto the cloud bridge?"

"It's impossible. For hundreds of years, the only one who has stepped on the clouds and bridges is our current city lord Timuli. How could this Dazhao man be able to do this?"

The people in Dongzhou below were shocked and suspicious, but Xue Peng had already come to an end.

At the top of the blue clouds, there is no ladder further up.

Xue Peng looked around, and the sea of ​​clouds under him were like tides, vast and boundless.

Compared to this, he is like an ant.

Xue Peng suddenly felt like he was like dust in his heart.

The stairs have reached the end, where should he go, and where is the bridge over the clouds?

At this moment, two lines of words suddenly appeared in front of him.

On the left line: The road to the top of the clouds is over; on the right it says: Human skin is the bridge on the clouds.

Two lines of font flashed, and then turned into a stream of light and sank into Xue Peng's eyebrows.

Xue Peng's eyes stagnated, and a moment later, his eyes flashed.

He wiped the Qiankun bag with his hand and a white dress fell on him.

Immediately afterwards, the skin on his body was peeled off his body one by one, but Xue Peng did not feel any pain during this process.

The skins are lengthened and thin, and finally become a nearly transparent bridge that extends to the distance, not knowing where to extend.

After about a cup of tea, the skin stopped pulling, and Xue Peng stepped onto the cloud bridge built by his own skin.

The wind was on the bridge above the clouds, and Xue Peng's white clothes shook.

His footsteps were on the bridge on the clouds, as if they were stepping on the ground.

Xue Peng walked forward step by step.

From day to night, from night to day.

Xue Peng began to feel that the flow of time became faster. At first, there were probably six hours from the dark sky to the day, and six hours from the day to the dark sky. But as he walked, the period of time seemed to be shortened. The time for a day and night seemed to be only ten hours, five hours from the day to the night, and five hours from the night to the dark sky.

Xue Peng continued to walk, and the time shortened by another day and night. It seemed that there were only eight hours.

Then it turned into one day and night and six hours.

Four hours.

Two hours.

One hour.

Finally, the sky was just bright, but it became dimmed in an instant.

Xue Peng continued to walk, and he gradually realized that the sky had also changed and became red.

Finally, for some time, it seemed that he had reached the end, his feet were empty and his whole body fell down.

Xue Peng was shocked and hurriedly called back his skin and wrapped his whole body.

Xue Peng took a sudden breath, stretched out his flesh and blood, and he turned into a fat man.

Xue Peng's figure fell rapidly and fell into the clouds again.

The airflow flowed rapidly around him. After a cup of tea, it rushed out of the clouds, and the world in front of him suddenly became clear.

As soon as he saw yellow sand everywhere, he could see many blood demons on the pile of sand.

Trepidation!

A whistle came from the sky. Xue Peng looked at him and saw a big yellow-haired bird flying towards him.

The big bird slammed its wings, and a gust of air swept over, blowing Xue Peng's figure around in the air.

There were two female cultivators sitting on the back of the big bird, one of whom was obviously smaller, covered his mouth, pointed at Xue Peng and another female cultivator and smiled: "Sister, look at that big fat man, it's so interesting."

The woman didn't open her eyelids, and didn't even look at Xue Peng, and drove away with her big bird.

In the air, Xue Peng couldn't help shouting: "Do you know etiquette? If you hit someone, you won't even say an apology. Don't let me meet you again. Let's see how I will teach you a lesson."

The little girl on the bird's back made a face at Xue Peng. She took a deep breath and her breath echoed in her small chest: "Big fat pig, what a big tone. If you have the ability, come, come, my name is Tieyin. If you have the ability, come to me. If you have the ability, see that I won't beat you up and you will look for teeth all over the floor."

"Little girl, wait, I will teach you a good lesson for your elders."

Xue Peng fell rapidly, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and the little girl's laughter disappeared into the sky.

As soon as Xue Peng yelled, he saw someone yelling beside him: "Damn Dazhao, don't run away."

When Xue Peng heard the sound, he saw that Hu Zi was falling rapidly towards him not far away.

Xue Peng twitched his lips, and he immediately said with great enthusiasm: "Brother Huzi, I saved your life before, let's settle our grudges."

"Farting, on the Qingyun Ladder, I'm about to break the ice, but I'm watching you throw me down. We're going to have a big grudge."

Xue Peng's mouth twitched, and his voice weakened: "Aren't you almost frozen to death at that time?"

"Don't you go shit, what kind of cultivation is, I'm almost a fucking monk. If you can be frozen to death by that little ice aura, you fucking intentionally. Dazhao, I'm going to tear you apart today."
To be continued...