In the face of the cynicism and sarcasm of the people around, Xiao Qianhan and the others were not affected at all and moved forward.

After the third door, there is the fourth, and then the fifth...

When they went to the fifth gate, the crowd around them had shrunk a lot, and the remaining one was less than one-tenth.

Here, there is no whirlwind realm at all, only the practitioners of the fog whirl realm, and they are all high-level, and there are no first- and second-level people.

Among such a group of people, Xiao Qianhan and the others appeared to be even more heterogeneous and different.

Among them, not only are there people in the cyclone realm, but three of the four are in the cyclone realm! The most exaggerated one is only the ninth cyclone realm!

Many people who can come here know that there are restrictions that can share the pressure, but very few actually use such restrictions.

From their point of view, among those four people, it was undoubtedly Yun Mo who shared the burden with the other three and carried all the pressure! Although this kind of behavior seems a bit inappropriate, but if you want to go behind, this is the best way!

The higher the concentration of soul power, the more suitable it is for cultivation! This is what almost everyone wants!

What really surprised them was Yun Mojin! One person bears the pressure of the other three, but his face does not change! You must know that the pressure level here has reached the limit that the third-order Mist Whirl Realm can withstand! It is extraordinary to withstand the four pressures!

At this time, Xiao Qianhan had clearly felt the burden of this pressure on her.

Is his current strength equivalent to the third-order fog and vortex realm of ordinary people?

She thought to herself for a moment and moved on. Perhaps, she can also bear the pressure at the sixth door.

Seemingly sensed, Yun Mojin's black eyes glanced at Xiao Qianhan, his hand was about to be raised and then put down, but his eyes became more and more focused on Xiao Qianhan.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Qianhan and the others stepped through the fifth gate and entered the space of the sixth gate.

As they had thought before, more intense pressure came as expected.

Xiao Qianhan felt that the pressure on his shoulders instantly increased, and his body bent a little. When she was about to push back hard in the next second, she suddenly felt her shoulders loosen, and the pressure dropped sharply.

No need to ask, she also knew that it was Yun Mo who made the move.

Turning her head, she looked at Yun Mojin who was beside her, and just wanted to ask Yun Mojin to lift the ban, but she heard Yun Mojin speak directly and blocked what she was about to say, "How many doors are there, no one will I know. The only thing that is certain is that the higher the concentration of soul power in the air, the more suitable it is for cultivation! Since this is a big opportunity, we naturally have to enjoy it to the fullest."

Xiao Qianhan understood what Yun Mojin meant. Sooner or later, he would have to enjoy it under Yun Mojin's restraint. Sooner or later was nothing. The important thing was to keep his energy and practice wholeheartedly later.

After pondering for a while, she nodded slightly and agreed with Yun Mojin's statement.

So, the four continued to move forward until the eighth gate, and the pressure reached the limit that the sixth-order Mist Whirl Realm could withstand.

At this point, the vast majority of the practitioners have been screened out, and all the subordinates, except for Xiao Qianhan and the others, have been wiped out. Because sharing the pressure of others will reduce the space for yourself to grow bigger!

Except for Yun Mojin, no one is willing to sacrifice themselves to satisfy others.

In front of the eighth gate, there were a lot of people with sixth-order cultivation of the Mist Whirl Realm, and two or three of the fifth-order Mist Whirl Realm. There is not one of the seventh-order foggy realm, and they must have passed by.

Xiao Qianhan and the others walked up to them, without pausing in tacit agreement, they were about to pass the eighth gate.

"Friend, the pressure on that side can only be endured by the seventh rank of the foggy realm. You have to share the pressure of others, be careful!" A kind-hearted person next to him reminded.

Yun Mojing nodded slightly towards the man, and walked over without stopping. Xiao Qianhan and others did the same.

Seeing Xiao Qianhan disappear behind the eighth gate, some of those who have not yet passed through the door, someone sarcastically said, "Arrogant! Who are you, those perverts in the No. 1 courtyard? You want to go beyond the rank. Said, with three oil bottles! I really don't know how to write dead words!"

"That person is the sixth-order strength of Wuxuanjing. Sharing the pressure of the other three here has not shown any strangeness. Maybe the talent is very strong."

"It's a fart to have a strong talent! Here it is equal to the first step, and passing this gate is equal to the second step! Do you think he can do it?"

Just when there was a lot of discussion here, Yun Mojin took Xiao Qianhan and the others on their way to the ninth gate safely.

Almost all of the people here are the seventh-order strength of the foggy realm, and they can basically be regarded as elites! There are only two people of the sixth rank of the foggy realm, one is Yun Mojin, who also brought Xiao Qianhan and three people at the same time, and the other is a black-clothed man. Share sharp feeling!

Most people looked at these two people, especially Yun Mojin, with eyes like monsters.

Yun Mojin and the man in black remained unmoved, and continued to move towards the ninth gate step by step!

Many practitioners of the seventh order of the foggy realm stopped and sat cross-legged to practice. Clearly, they've given up the chance to move on.

Soon, the ninth gate passed successfully.

When he came to the space where the tenth gate was, Xiao Qianhan clearly felt the pressure on his shoulders for a moment, and then returned to normal.

"You said that the most important thing in this trip is to practice, don't force it." She knew that Yun Mojing was not easy to be persuaded, so she directly moved out of what Yun Mojing had just stopped her.

"It doesn't matter." Yun Mo looked sideways at Xiao Qianhan, with an unusually firm smile.

Xiao Qianhan glared at Yun Mo, and for the first time felt that it was a good thing to have a shoulder to lean on.

In front of the tenth gate, there were very few people who stayed, and almost all of them had the strength of the eighth rank of the foggy realm! People with higher strength have already passed the tenth gate, and those with poor strength may still stay behind the ninth gate, or even further.

Only Xiao Qianhan and the others, as well as the black-clothed youth, were the exceptions among them all.

Obviously, both Yun Mojin and the black-clothed youth have slowed down a lot here.

When he came to the tenth gate, the black-clothed boy hesitated for a moment and stopped. Sitting cross-legged, he began to recover a huge amount of soul power.

Although Yun Mojin's speed was much slower than before, but the speed did not decrease, and he approached the tenth gate step by step, and then passed.

Just as Yun Mojin and the others passed the tenth gate, the black-clothed youth suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at it, a look of tenacity flashed across his brows, and he slowly stood up and passed the tenth gate.

"Mad! They're all lunatics! Only the sixth-order strength dares to break through!" said an eighth-order cultivator who was afraid of the sudden increase in pressure after passing through the tenth gate and did not break through.