Super God Gene Chapter 1965: Whose way to heaven?

Han Sen is under the mood of the three words Zhentian Palace, and he has no time to distract him, and he did not hear what Qian Yuhe said.

Seeing that Han Sen was supporting very hard, Qianyu Crane reached out and supported Han Sen without thinking much.

"Take it easy, it's fine." Qian Yuhe supported Han Sen and said with a smile.

Although the artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentiangong is powerful, Qianyu Crane is the blood of the Tianzu. He was born in Zhentiangong since he was a child. He has long been exempted from the power of that artistic conception. Collapse, he just mentioned one more thing.

Qian Yuhe saw that Han Sen was still walking, so he supported him with his arms, and when he couldn't support him and was about to fall, he would just support him harder.

Although Han Sen seemed to have a hard time walking, he still managed to reach more than 500 steps, and then his body couldn't support it anymore, and his waist was bent down.

Qian Yuhe supported Han Sen's arm with force, trying to straighten Han Sen's body.

But with this force, I suddenly felt that Han Sen's body was heavy like a big rock. Qian Yuhe used a lot of strength to straighten his waist.

"You relax a little, don't use force, it's just an illusion, and there is no real force on you." Qian Yuhe thought it was Han Sen's own force, so it was so heavy.

Han Sen didn't listen to what he said at all, and the terrifying mood poured into his body endlessly, making him feel like he was carrying a mountain, and he could only insist with all his heart.

Qian Yuhe supported Han Sen to go up, and the more he walked, the heavier he felt, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Why is this guy's willpower so weak, not to mention being overwhelmed, he doesn't even consciously exert too much force."

After walking for a while, Qian Yuhe felt that Han Sen's body was a little too heavy. He had to scan Han Sen's body and found that there was no aura flowing in his body, and there was no sign of exertion.

"Strange, his breath hasn't moved, why is his body so heavy? The mood of Zhentian Palace should only be a psychological suppression, there will be no such substantial pressure!" Qian Yuhe was puzzled, but again I can't see the clue, I can only force Han Sen to go up.

Han Sen's body is getting heavier and heavier, Qian Yuhe can still hold Han Sen with one arm at first, but then one arm wraps Han Sen up and still feels a little difficult.

"Hey, are you okay?" Qian Yuhe frowned and looked at Han Sen, seeing that Han Sen's whole body was red, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his breathing became very depressed, as if he was almost out of breath. I'm angry.

Han Sen's eyeballs protrude and are covered with bloodshots. No matter how you look at it, it looks like his body is about to collapse.

Han Sen didn't expect that after he let go of his body and mind and let the artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentiangong invade his body, it would become so terrifying. Up to now, he can only rely on his will to support him and not be overwhelmed. It is impossible to think about walking. After reaching the thousand jade level, he is basically carried up by the thousand cranes.

Qianyu Crane doesn't understand what the situation is. Although the artistic conception of the three characters of Zhentiangong is powerful, it is not so powerful.

How did he know that Han Sen killed himself. Not only did he not fight against the mood, but he also introduced the mood into his body. Such a lunatic has never been done before. How could Qian Yuhe know that such a situation would happen.

Seeing that Han Sen can't walk, and his mind seems to be not very clear, Qian Yuhe can only walk up with Han Sen, feeling that his arms are getting heavier and heavier, he is about to use all his strength, but his arms are still sore , almost unstoppable.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Qian Yuhe pulled his arm hard, and his footsteps changed. When the person reached Han Sen, Han Sen's body suddenly fell forward and threw himself on his back.

Qian Yuhe took Han Sen on his back and walked up to the Heavenly Suppression Palace with his strength.

"The disciple of the Queen of Blades is really weird! It's just a road to the sky, and it's actually like this." Qian Yuhe was depressed in his heart, but he could only go up with Han Sen on his back.

The old man of Zhentiangong is still waiting for someone. If he leaves Han Sen here, he will not be able to explain it when he goes back.

Qian Yuhe accelerated his pace and carried Han Sen up, but after walking for a while, his footsteps slowed down again, not because he didn't want to walk fast, but because the pressure from Han Sen was getting bigger and bigger, carrying him like a back It's like a hill, where can you go fast.

And the further up you go, Han Sen is getting heavier and heavier, and Qian Yuhe's forehead is almost sweating.

"Is he taking the road to the sky, or am I taking the road to the sky?" Qian Yuhe carried Han Sen up step by step, and now it was his turn to sweat.

When he reached more than 9,000 steps, Qian Yuhe's whole body was red, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. The small appearance of handsome and elegant before had disappeared, and his nostrils kept breathing heavily.

"What the hell, how can it be so heavy? With such power, even a viscount of him can't exert his full strength, right? What's more, there is no sign of the aura in his body flowing at all. Where does this power come from? Come? Is it really because of the mood of Zhentian Palace?" Qian Yuhe thought as he walked.

Thousand-feathered cranes are now an earl, not to mention carrying a Han Sen, even if carrying a giant dragon, walking up ten thousand steps will still be blushing and breathless.

But now his body is full of blue veins, and every step he takes has exhausted his strength, and the breath from his nostrils is about to burn.

"Boom!"

A white cloud emanated from Qianyu Crane's body, like water vapor, rising from the pores of the body.

A white smoke slowly poured out of Qianyu Crane's hair and above his body, wrapping around his body.

This is Qianyu Crane who can't stand it anymore~IndoMTL.com~ had to use his cloud spirit power.

Han Sen's situation is even worse than Qian Yuhe. His body seems to be pressed by something. His bones and flesh are collapsing inward. He looks like a severely thin patient. It sank inward, and even the sternum made a crackling sound, as if it was about to be crushed.

One step at a time, ten steps covered in blood and sweat, Qian Yuhe saw that the ten thousand jade steps were about to end, but his feet were trembling constantly.

Even with all her strength, in the last few steps, Qian Yuhe exhausted all her strength to suckle, and almost didn't fall at the gate of Zhentian Palace. Finally, she gritted her teeth and tried her best, but she still managed to get over it and pushed Han Han. Sen backed into the gate of Zhentian Palace.

After entering the Tiantian Palace, Qianyuhe suddenly felt light all over his body, and almost groaned out of comfort. He breathed a long sigh of relief: "I finally walked up."

Above the jade steps, between the clouds and mist, no one saw anything, but after Qianyuhe entered the Tiantian Palace, the disciples in the palace saw Qianyuhe carrying Han Sen in, and they were all dumbfounded. .

After the establishment of Zhentian Temple for so long, I have never seen anyone carrying it in.