In the end, Chu Feng successfully crossed the mountain of knives, but at this moment he no longer looks like a person.
More like a walking dead.
"Chu Feng, if it doesn't work, just turn around. It's still too late."
"But if you step into that sea of fire, it's really dangerous."
Looking at Chu Feng, who was still supporting with only a skeleton left, Jin He Zhenxian couldn't help but open his mouth to dissuade him.
However, I don't know whether Chu Feng couldn't hear it or deliberately didn't answer.
Chu Feng's small body was pitifully insignificant compared to the sea of flames.
He stepped into it, and was instantly swallowed by the sea of fire, as if he had really fallen into the vast ocean, and disappeared.
It's just that it's not an ordinary sea, but a sea of fire with rising heat waves and rolling flames.
The most important thing is that after entering the sea of fire, with the ability of the Golden Crane True Immortal, Chu Feng was actually invisible.
"This sea of fire is not simple. It's not as ordinary as what I saw in front of me. I wonder if Chu Feng can survive this test." A voice sounded behind him, it was an old monk in commoner clothes.
In fact, the old monk in common has always been there, but he didn't show his true body, so Chu Feng didn't know at all that this old senior was always beside him, observing everything that happened.
"I hope he'll be fine, otherwise... such a genius has fallen because of me, and I feel really sorry in my heart." Jin He Zhenxian sighed.
At this moment, the commoner monk didn't say much. He was always calm, but his eyes were filled with faint worry at this moment.
Naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to Chu Feng.
Time was passing little by little, but for these two big men, the time passed was too slow and too torturous.
They are already restless, and few things can make them like this, but after all, this is about Chu Feng's life and death, how can they not worry
rumbling—
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the mountain of swords and the sea of fire.
Soon, the mountain of knives began to fall, and the sea of fire dissipated, and the land that had previously collapsed was restored.
The mountain of swords disappeared, and the sea of fire dissipated, but the figure was still there, it was Chu Feng.
"It's Chu Feng, he succeeded."
Seeing Chu Feng at this moment, Jin Hezhen Immortal and the old monk in commoner clothes, it can be said that they are both joyful and distressed.
The joy is that at the moment Chu Feng is standing at the end of the sea of fire, which shows that he has successfully crossed the sea of fire.
It was because he succeeded that the sea of fire and the mountain of knives disappeared.
And what was distressing was, of course, the current Chu Feng, who had long since changed beyond recognition.
Not only did he have no flesh and blood, but only a skeleton remained. Even his only skeleton was pitch black and hot.
Fortunately, he is still a strong ancestor of Martial Ancestor after all, even if the cultivation base is sealed, the foundation of that Martial Ancestor is still there.
Otherwise, if you walk through that sea of fire without any protection, you might have been smelted into ashes long ago, and how can you get out.
But even if Chu Feng walked out, from the way he was crumbling and struggling, he knew how much pain he had endured.
At the moment, Chu Feng, because his cultivation base is bound, has lost his ability to control the sky.
But fortunately, the most difficult mountain of swords and seas of fire has passed. Even though the current Chu Feng is indeed suffering heavy losses, with his strong willpower, he can still persevere.
I don't know how long it took, but Chu Feng finally climbed to the mountain to give pointers.
"Ah… "
Chu Feng let out a wry smile. He had long since lost his throat, tongue, and heart, liver, spleen and lungs, but he could still speak.
It was a sound made by a powerful spiritual force.
After all, Chu Feng is a martial artist, and he has cultivated step by step to the realm of Martial Ancestor.
Even if the cultivation base is blocked and the power is blocked, some things cannot be blocked, such as his bones and soul that are difficult to destroy.
At the same time, there is also mental strength, and a perseverance that is far from ordinary people.
"I hope this time, I can succeed, otherwise... there is really nothing I can do."
Chu Feng was a little worried. If he passed through the mountain of swords and the sea of fire, he would not be able to shake this piece of God-Conferred Bamboo Slip, even if there was no way to take it away.
But no matter what, he has to give it a try, whether it is a success or a failure, he will do it here.
Chu Feng stretched out his palm tremblingly, and went to hold the bamboo slip of the gods.
And when Chu Feng stretched out his palm, the emotions of Jin Hezhen Immortal and the commoner monk also became tense.
They are also afraid that Chu Feng will fail. In that case, there is really nothing to do.
Swah—
"It's done."
This time, Chu Feng easily held the bamboo slip of the gods in his hand.
"Look, Chu Feng, he did it, he succeeded, the Bamboo Slip of Conferred God is ours."
At this moment, even Jin Hezhen Immortal, such characters, couldn't help but scream.
After all, that is the legendary treasure, that is the Bamboo Slip of Conferred God.
Swah—
Chu Feng was also ecstatic when he got the Bamboo Slip of the Conferred God. He did not walk down the mountain, but jumped directly from the top of the mountain and jumped down.
Having lost his cultivation, he naturally fell straight down, and finally fell to the ground ruthlessly.
However, Chu Feng quickly got up. His fragile flesh and blood were long gone, but the remaining bones were extremely strong.
This kind of impact simply can't do anything to him.
At most, it will bring Chu Feng the pain of falling down, but even the pain of cutting the flesh of the knife mountain, and even the burning pain of the sea of fire, Chu Feng has survived, how can he care about this pain.
"This kid's willpower is beyond imagination." Seeing Chu Feng, he quickly got up, dragged his crumbling body, and happily walked back in his direction, Jin Hezhen couldn't help but sigh. .
"Indeed, without his cultivation, even if his bones are not destroyed and his soul is not destroyed, the pain is unbearable."
"This is him. Otherwise, if he were an ordinary person, he would have already lost his body and spirit due to a mental breakdown."
As martial arts practitioners, ordinary skin injuries are like scratching a itch to them. Unless it is a special attack method, they will not feel pain.
The reason for this is because they have a strong cultivation base, and with that cultivation base there, everything has been improved for them, including the ability to resist pain.
But Chu Feng, after his cultivation was bound, he lost all the power he had gained through so many years of cultivation.
He was just like an ordinary person, and he experienced those pains, which is really not something ordinary people can do.
The reason why the commoner monk Jinhe Zhenxian praised so much is because they felt that if it were them, like Chu Feng, they would not be able to do it.
Finally, Chu Feng passed through the barrier, held the God-Conferred Bamboo Slip in his hand, and returned to the Jinhe Zhenxian.
True Immortal Golden Crane hurried up to greet him, with a look of excitement and guilt on his old face.
Although Chu Feng succeeded, at this moment, Chu Feng was seriously injured.
True Immortal Jin He, who is a world spiritist, can see that as long as Chu Feng recovers his cultivation, his physical body can immediately recover, and the skin trauma is nothing at all.
However, Chu Feng's spirit has been greatly impacted due to the long-term suffering of that kind of pain, and this kind of mental trauma is very difficult to repair.
In short, although Chu Feng was successful, he did pay a lot.
"Senior, I did it." As Chu Feng spoke, he opened his palm and showed the divine bamboo slip in front of True Immortal Golden Crane.
"Jie Jie Jie."
However, at this moment, a strange laughter suddenly sounded in Chu Feng's ears.
Hearing this voice, Chu Feng's heart suddenly tightened, because that voice was not the voice of the Golden Crane True Immortal.
Most importantly, when that voice came, an indescribable sense of oppression followed. (To be continued)