Time passes day by day, and the day when the Demon Paradise is closed is getting closer and closer, like a countdown to death.
Outside the ancient stone tablet, warriors gathered one after another, all waiting for the last scene.
The opening of the Human-Demon Paradise this time has been full of twists and turns, with many surprises that no one could have imagined.
The strong appearance of twelve foreign half-step martial emperors completely disrupted the rules of the paradise, forcing many people to leave early.
As a result, the park has three days to close, and the people inside are almost gone.
There is no other reason. No one wants to be accidentally killed at the last moment. In the past few days, many warriors from the mixed-blood demon clan have died in the hands of the Eighth Half-Step Martial Emperor.
Perhaps it was because of manslaughter, or simply because he was in a bad mood and wanted to vent, which made people panic.
But he dared not speak out in anger. Logically speaking, the eight half-step Martial Emperors were far from being able to suppress all the warriors living there.
But the supreme powerful man standing behind them gave them the capital to do whatever they wanted in the sea of humans and demons without any scruples.
In the paradise, in the remote valley, Xiao Chen was nervously making a breakthrough. One black and one white on the body, the energy of life and death, blending into each other.
They have gone from fighting each other to initially integrating together, but there is still a long way to go before they are completely balanced.
In mid-air, behind Xiao Chen, there were four circles of light of different colors, and in each circle of light, there were different phenomena.
The four circles of light represent that Xiao Chen has broken through the fourth level of life and death. There are still three levels behind. As long as the breakthrough is successful, the heart of the emperor can be condensed in one fell swoop and promoted to the quasi-emperor of Dzogchen.
But the next three levels are more dangerous than the last. Every time you break through, you will wander around the gate of hell.
Click!
Suddenly, cracks appeared in all four circles of light behind Xiao Zhen.
The energy of life and death in Xiao Chen's body lost control, like a wild horse running wild in Xiao Chen's body.
His face could turn dark and terrifying at one moment, like a black-faced demon in hell, and turn frighteningly white at one moment, without any blood, as if his body had disappeared.
The black and white light is unpredictable, making those who care about him feel restless and unable to settle down.
Aojiao looked nervous, knowing that Xiao Chen was once again trying to break through. If he succeeded, he would enter the fifth level of the life and death battle. If he failed, everything would be over.
There is no doubt that the further you go, the greater the probability of failure, and the difficulty will be doubled, making it difficult not to worry.
call out!
Suddenly, the light on Xiao Chen's body stopped flickering, and a new circle of light appeared behind him. The fifth level of the life and death battle was successfully broken through.
In the constant transition between life and death, Xiao Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, felt that his huge spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was invisibly condensing little by little.
It was like a pile of metallic liquid, constantly kneading and changing its shape. Five life and death tests allowed this huge mental power to knead into a vague humanoid outline.
In the feeling, as long as he gets through the remaining two concepts of life and death and practices the art of life and death to the seventh level, there will be a qualitative leap and a change that he cannot predict.
It's just that if you fail, you will have a mental breakdown, and the consequences will be from being an idiot to being directly brain-dead at worst.
The danger is great, but for the sake of certain beliefs in your heart, you must persevere.
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and endured the tremendous pressure and the pain between life and death. He resolutely chose to continue practicing the sixth level of life and death.
In one day, there are only two days left before the park closes, and Xiao Chen is still breaking through the sixth level of life and death.
Another day passed, Xiao Chen successfully broke through the sixth level of life and death and was preparing for the seventh level, but there was only one day left for him.
Once he fails to successfully break through, the moment he is teleported out of the Human Demon Paradise, he will be jointly attacked by eight half-step Martial Emperors.
Not only will he suffer huge damage, his life-and-death battle will be interrupted, and the consequences of the backlash of his skills will be even more serious.
But it took two days to break through to the sixth level, and one day would never be enough to break through to the seventh level.
Ao Jiao's eyes flashed with deep anxiety. Dugu Ao on the ground finally stabilized her injury after she used some of the top elixirs in the Thunder Emperor's Secret Treasure.
The power of life is no longer flowing away, but Dugu Ao is still in a coma, resisting the treatment from the demon bloodline, and the situation is still not optimistic.
Ao Jiao and Mu Xiyan were both anxious and could not think of any good solution.
Outside the stone monument, the sun was setting in the west and the sky was getting dark. The eight foreign half-step martial emperors sitting around had a cold smile on their faces.
When the morning sun rose again, it was when Xiao Chen and others were forcibly teleported out, and it was the time for a few people to take action.
This time, I will never give Xiao Chen any chance. It is absolutely impossible for the descendants of Qing Emperor to become emperor!
Outside the stone monument, a large number of mixed-blood humans and demons were gathered together, with no intention of leaving immediately.
Everyone knows that when dawn comes, the swordsman in white will be teleported out.
Although I thought in my heart that he was already a dead man, I still wanted to take one last look at this white-clothed swordsman who shocked hundreds of heroes with his loud shout.
Such a character, even if he dies, will have a unique style.
"It's best to get a few Half-Step Martial Emperors to support you. These bastards are going too far!"
Some people couldn't suppress the anger in their hearts, looked at the eight half-step Martial Emperors, and cursed in a low voice.
"Damn, please keep your voice down, don't let these people hear you. I didn't listen to what those old people said, these half-step martial emperors from foreign races have the support of supreme figures behind them, so they can't be offended."
"With the support of the supreme level, you can kill us mixed-blood humans and demons at will?"
"What can we do? After the Blood Sword King, our human-demonic clan has never had a Supreme. Our survival is due to the agreement between the five major races and the Blood Sword King."
The person who cursed first sighed silently. How could he not understand the truth, but he was unwilling to do so after all.
"Originally, Dugu Ao, with the perfect human-demonic bloodline, was very likely to reach the height of the Blood Sword King, but now life and death are unpredictable..."
"Not necessarily. Maybe Dugu Ao is not dead yet. Everything will be known after dawn."
"So what if he's not dead? When the sun rises, the Paradise of Humans and Demons is closed. He and the swordsman in white who were teleported cannot escape death."
The low sighs and whispered discussions were filled with the anger and helplessness of this group of human-demon warriors.
Looking at the eight half-step Martial Emperors, they all had evil eyes, but there was nothing they could do. No matter what he wants to do, no matter how much he shakes things up, he will never be the Supreme's opponent.
Nothing can change it. Perhaps, we really have to place our hope on the swordsman in white and see if he can pull off some support before he dies.
This can be regarded as a little relief from the hatred in my heart.
This night was extremely long, and probably none of the mixed-blood warriors present had ever experienced such a night that was so hard to wait for. Waiting like this, I'm afraid I have a little expectation in my heart. Maybe the swordsman in white may not be able to create a miracle.
The gray sky, the darkness gradually dissipated, and dawn was approaching.
You can see a flame hidden in the dark clouds in the east, trying to break free from the last shackles and shine light on every land.
Some people say that every sunrise symbolizes new life and hope. The rising sun is always the most spectacular and charming scenery in the world.
But why does the rising sun that is about to appear today feel like it is announcing the coming of death, and it is killing everyone's hope.