Tower of the Revenant, above the eighteenth steps.

Han Xiao had been on this step for half a quarter of an hour, although he was motionless, he was not suffering from the terrifying pressure of the Dark Dragon's will all the time.

Every inch of his muscles was trembling, and he even felt like he would be shaken out of his way if he lifted his leg casually, and he would have to start all over again.

Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly, he knew that with his physical strength and energy, if he could not reach the top in one go, then there would be absolutely no chance of reaching the top today.

"Be sure to get on board!"

Han Xiao's brows were almost completely screwed together, at this moment, it was not just to leave the Netherworld Palace, but also because of the ancient evil dragon's will in his body, he was not allowed to succumb.

How arrogant the primeval evil dragon was, the heirs he chose were naturally also arrogant.

Even if the will of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor is terrifying, it cannot crush the king of the dragon clan, the supreme of ten thousand dragons.

Gradually, half an hour passed, and Han Xiao was motionless!

An hour has passed!

Two hours have passed!

Han Xiao always stood in place, and through the gray light curtain, the people of the Dark Dragon Clan could only see that the wounds on Han Xiao's body were cracked and healed, healed and cracked, and his body trembled more and more, and it was a person who could see that he had reached the limit.

The reason why he was able to stand on it was completely by his own will and insisted on it.

"City Lord, if he continues like this, he will really die!" Elder Shenheng looked a little restless, Han Xiao was brought back by him, if he died in the Tower of Revenant Souls like this, he would be uneasy.

"City Lord, he is related to the future of our Dark Dragon Clan, and we can't let him die on the tower. The rest of the elders of the Dark Dragon Clan also spoke up to persuade.

At this moment, they had completely believed that Han Xiao did have hope of reaching the top of the tower, so their attitude towards Han Xiao had also changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

From an inconspicuous ant, to the hope of the Dark Dragon Clan, how could they easily let this hope be disillusioned.

Even the Dark Soul General began to waver, on the one hand, there were only some contradictions and conflicts, and on the other hand, the life and death of the entire Dark Dragon Clan, including the entire Dark Dragon Department in his charge, at this time, any personal grievances could be thrown aside.

"Father, he has indeed reached his limit. "No one knows the Tower of the Revenant Soul better than me, if he doesn't move on the same step for two hours, he definitely doesn't have the strength to continue to move forward, and it doesn't make any sense to spend it any longer, but he may lose his life, so let Elder Hell save him." ”

Everyone continued to persuade the Netherworld City Lord, no matter from what point of view, Han Xiao had already reached his limit, and it was impossible to go any further.

The Netherworld City Lord slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Isn't it okay after all?"

"City Lord, please make a decision as soon as possible!" said in unison among the elders of the Dark Dragon Clan.

"Father!" "Underworld also stared at the Netherworld City Lord, they were afraid that if they were one step too late, the hope of the Stygian Dragon Clan would fall on the Tower of the Revenant.

The Netherworld City Lord stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Han Xiao who was trembling in the light curtain, and suddenly spoke: "Han Xiao Xiaoyou, you can come down." ”

With the strength of the Netherworld City Lord, even though it was only facing a curtain of light, his voice still reached Han Xiao's ears extremely clearly.

Sure enough, Han Xiao, who was struggling to persevere, heard the voice of the Netherworld City Lord, and his whole body suddenly trembled.

"Han Xiao Xiaoyou, give up resistance, the will of the Dark Dragon will eject you from the Tower of Revenants, I have already sent Elder Immortal to respond. ”

Before the Netherworld City Lord's words fell, the figure of the Elder of the Netherworld suddenly shot out like lightning, he was very familiar with the Tower of the Revenant, and in an instant, he came to the bottom of the Tower of the Revenant.

"Little friend Han Xiao, give up resistance!" Elder Shen Heng jumped up, came to the height level of Han Xiao, and shouted at him from afar.

Although Elder Stygian was not within the range of the Tower of the Revenant, he could still feel the violent and domineering will of the Immortal Dragon, which made his heart tremble.

It is conceivable how terrifying the coercion in the tower will be.

"No!

Han Xiao's eyes had turned blood-red, and as his roar came out, an unyielding will burst out from his body, "Boom!"

Bang!

Elder Immortal Heng was directly shocked and flew out by the will fluctuations of the combined will of the Immortal Dragon and Han Xiao's will.

At the same time, together with the Netherworld City Lord, the light curtain that they watched Han Xiao ascend the tower also burst open with a "bang".

"What a strong will!" The Netherworld City Lord's pupils shrank, and with a wave of his big hand, the gray light curtain instantly recovered, and he saw Han Xiao's figure, which actually advanced again, stepping on the eight hundred and first steps.

After two hours of silence, Han Xiao finally moved!

"Move! He moves again!"

All the elders of the Dark Dragon Clan were all rejoicing. The young master of the Dark Dragon Clan also clenched his fists, and his heart was not only convinced.

"Roar!"

The dragon groaned, and at the top of the Tower of the Revenant, a pitch-black dragon shadow actually appeared, surrounding the Tower of the Revenant, constantly entwining, and Han Xiao rushed out like a bloody arrow.

Eight hundred and ten steps!

Eight hundred and fifty steps!

……

Nine hundred steps!

Nine hundred and fifty steps!

Under the eruption of the Ancient Evil Dragon's will in Han Xiao's body, he actually rushed out of the one hundred and fifty steps at once, and there were only the last fifty steps left before he reached the top of the Tower of the Revenant!

Han Xiao gritted his teeth and insisted frantically, the skin on his body cracked like a spider's web.

Due to his perverted restorative powers, his wounds continued to scab over, and they continued to tear open under the power of the dragon's will in the Tower of the Revenant, and so on.

Gradually, Han Xiao felt that his body had become completely numb, and only his will remained, and he was still constantly fighting against the will of the Netherworld Dragon Emperor.

Nine hundred and fifty-one steps!

Thundered!

When he took another step up, he was surprised to find that this step had suddenly increased tenfold compared to the coercion of the ninety-hundred-and-fifty steps just now.

The pressure of this step soared by the same degree as the previous entire floor.

So don't look at the last fifty steps left, but it's equivalent to the fifty-story tower in front!

He hurriedly retracted his steps and stood steadily on the nine hundred and fifty steps, not daring to take a step easily. Looking at the last fifty steps left, I fell into confusion.

According to this situation, how can it be possible to climb the last fifty steps?

The last fifty steps of the remaining steps turned into an insurmountable chasm for him!

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