Luo Xingchen let go of all his worries, his heart is as quiet as water, and his steps are stepping out step by step. All the blood evil spirit is isolated by his mind, and he continues to take step after step forward. Taking a step, there will be a little pressure in his heart, just like a nether avenue, leading him to the road of no return!
Behind him, on the side of the road of life and death, there are people who are hovering and dare not to enter or retreat. Whenever someone who dares to die, most of them will be regarded as stunned. When they are upset, they are also happy and curious. , Gathering on Luo Xingchen's body, triggered a speculation and controversy.
He stared at Luo Xingchen’s steps from behind. At this time, Luo Xingchen had walked dozens of steps in a row, his expression remained unchanged, his speed remained unchanged, his energy was calm and relaxed, his breathing was still relatively even while he was constantly adjusting. .
Everyone stared at Qin Yang intently. One of them looked solemn and whispered: "Guess how far this kid can go?"
A young man next to him held a knife to his chest, curled his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "Just now there was a woman in the late stage of Ling Dong, who had walked a hundred steps, and there was no corpse; there was still a corpse lying on the ground over there. Xiongtai, after walking more than a hundred steps, he was so scared that he was half-dead. He turned back the same way. No matter how strong this kid is, he is also an aura. How far can he go? Really dig his own grave!"
In his tone, there was a kind of disdain, and he didn't believe how far Luo Xingchen could go.
"Hey, don't make any presumptions, this kid is not a mortal, he is in the same group as that enchanting evildoer!" Another person said with a calm complexion.
"So what? I opened my eyes and watched today. I bet he can't walk a hundred steps!" The young man holding the knife said casually, as if full of confidence.
"Huh? What if he can walk a hundred steps?" A delicate and handsome man with a weird yin and yang play with it.
"Then I... I'll lose my treasure to you!" The young man holding the knife hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said that this knife is a mysterious treasure.
"it is good."
So a group of people gathered together more intently, witnessing Luo Xingchen's step by step progress.
Luo Xingchen's breath was steady, and he moved forward slowly, not rushing, his pressure was getting heavier and heavier, not only murderous, his bones seemed to be under a kind of spatial squeeze, and the pain went deep into his bones.
But Luo Xingchen didn't panic, still looking forward with a firm gaze, no matter the abyss under his feet, he did not squint, how far this road is, then how far you go!
In an instant, Luo Xingchen had taken more than 80 steps and was continuing to move forward. Although the pace was not fast, he did not stop at all. He continued to take his ninetieth step, the ninetieth step... before!
The man holding the knife, his face was a little blue at this time, his face was iron, and he kept praying in his heart: stop, stop...
And Luo Xingchen's speed is still so stable, in a blink of an eye, the ninety-ninth step, the hundredth step!
"Hmph! You lose, come with a knife." The yin and yang strange youth glanced at the young man holding the knife. Everyone glanced at him in full and full. He suddenly looked unwilling and handed the knife out with a grimace. Glancing at Luo Xingchen on the road of life and death, he was very unhappy.
"Huh, I really don't know how to live or die, I think he is dead! If he can walk two hundred steps, I will jump directly from here!" The young man glared with anger.
Suddenly, the onlookers were silent, all staring solemnly at the road ahead.
Luo Xingchen could not hear the discussion surrounding him. He continued to take his steps. With every step he took, the sound of "Boom!" under his feet made the voice heavier and heavier. There were continuous inscriptions on the iron plate under his feet. Being lit, the blood-red color can dye half of his body red.
On Luo Xingchen's forehead, there was a drop of sweat dripping down. I have to say that it was very difficult.
At this time, that kind of coercion hit his body like Hong Zhong, hitting the bones everywhere in his body, and a kind of pain spread throughout his body.
Luo Xingchen frowned slightly, feeling that this was a test. His physical body was under pressure and was already injured. If he walks on, he will be more exhausted and scarred. It is better to take advantage of this time to practice and heal. Go ahead!
As soon as he mentioned injuries, he involuntarily thought of Nirvana, smiled, his eyes flashed, his steps stopped, and he murmured: "You are wounded, I will repair it. I will keep walking. I see who can stop it. I!"
"Crack!" Luo Xingchen suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes firmly fixed.
Seeing him stop, the young man who had just lost his treasured sword suddenly smirked his lips: "Cut, did you see it? Let me say it. He has just walked a few steps now, and finally stopped. I look at the next step. He was about to burst into death like that woman."
After that, I saw Luo Xingchen's body suddenly moved, and quickly took another step and continued to move forward. The speed seemed to increase a lot, and he moved forward smoothly, seemingly without any obstacles. One step, two steps. ! So fast!
"Hua-you have a good show!" The yin and yang weird young man raised his mouth and his expression was extremely refreshing. Everyone showed a surprised look, and they couldn't believe that Luo Xingchen was not only safe and sound, on the contrary, he became more energetic!
"No, how is this possible?" The gloating young man was stunned for an instant. At the moment when he became stupid, Luo Xingchen had already walked dozens of steps in a row, just like a silly person. When he reacted, Luo Xingchen walked together. After nearly two hundred steps, his body was surrounded by a faint golden light. This was Luo Xingchen's opening of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, and his body instantly became tougher.
call out!
The front is already full of mist, Luo Xingchen stepped into the mist, his body, becoming more and more blurred, and finally disappeared from the sight of everyone, and at this moment, it has exceeded two hundred steps, and everyone is stunned.
"Hehe, what did you just say?" The yin and yang young man turned his head and glanced at the young man playfully. The rest of the people also reacted, and they immediately looked at him with an attitude of watching the show. .
"This, this, he is just a spiritual state..." The young man was already incoherent, his face was pale, and he kept talking to himself.
"You lose, but you have to fulfill your promise!"
"No! They are all fake!" The young man gritted his teeth for an instant, full of resentment, and roared: "Did you not see? He is surrounded by golden light. He must have used some magic weapon, he cheated!"
"Hmph, you are really not a man." A sissy voice sounded, with a cold and indifferent voice in the tone: "Is you going down by yourself, or sending you down too!"
The rest were indifferent, making this young man desperate!
He burst into tears, trembling all over, curled up his arms, crying with a sad face, and begged: "Just as I was just farting, I won't talk nonsense anymore, you have to be kind..."
"Get down!" The sissy voice became cold for a moment, and she suddenly concentrated all her strength on her leg, flew up and kicked the young man directly into the abyss!
"Ah—" The scream echoed loudly, and it didn't disappear until a long time. At this time, the sissy gently stroked the Xuanling sword in her hand if nothing happened. After pulling out the scabbard, the cold light flashed, and he just glanced indifferently. There was a bit of disdain in it.
He held the treasured sword in his white hand, and threw it forward. A profound spirit treasure fell into the icy abyss like this. There was no echo left, making everyone dumbfounded, and even more speechless and hated. He gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: Is it a prodigal
"Uh..." A group of warriors stared at the sissy as if they were stupid. At this time, they began to look at this person's appearance with dignity and incomprehension.
This yin and yang bizarre sissy, tall, white skin is a little unhealthy, but his lips are bright red, like a seductive woman. At this time, he stretched out his slender nails, licked his tongue, and revealed an evil all over his body. His breath, so gloomy and cold, made everyone feel chilly, and they backed away again and again.
The corner of his mouth outlines a strange arc, and suddenly he sneered, and the purple gown exuded a terrifying aura. He was originally perfect in the spiritual realm, and his aura continued to rise, and finally reached the perfect spiritual realm!
"Hey... You, you have hidden your strength, who are you?" A middle-aged man stammered in a group of shocked warriors, puzzled.
Young Leng Yi’s icy eyes immediately glanced at these people, and then smiled evilly: "Haha... Returning the same way, at least in the trap area at the exit, you can die more happily!"
"You! Evil way! Run!" Everyone was already shocked, and they rushed out one after another, fleeing towards the rear.
"Hahahaha...haha..." Leng Yi's young man's cold laughter came out melodiously. Between his gestures, dozens of silver awns flew out and pierced the necks of dozens of hesitating warriors one after another. Before they had time to scream, their bodies froze in an instant, the blood on their necks drenched their clothes red.
After the young Leng Yi finished all this, he turned his head indifferently and said with a sneer: "There should be a moment left. The exit should be closed. I won't play anymore. Go ahead and take a look!"
call out!
Like a gust of breeze, his body flashed without a shadow, and he set foot on one of the three paths of life, and this path was just the one that Yuhongluan and the real person of Tantai had walked.
His speed was so fast, the wind passed by, leaving no trace, and he disappeared on the misty chain bridge in an instant...
On the seventh road on the left, Luo Xingchen walked in a mist, a layer of golden light was always illuminating his body. At this time, he had already walked more than 500 steps, although for this long chain bridge, it was just a drop in the bucket. , But he himself was feeling stressed, and the sweat on his body was flowing more intensively.
Now, after walking more than five hundred steps, there seems to be something more cruel to test him on this road, strands of cold and cold wind blowing through his body, like an invisible knife, which can be sharply behind him. After making a cut, he was all over his body, his clothes ruined, and his skin was stained with blood.
Bearing this fierce yin wind, the knife left wounds on his body, Luo Xingchen strode forward more firmly, Nirvana tactics revolved, quickly absorbed the spiritual energy particles, merged into the wound, and the injury was repaired layer by layer. Scratched by a wind knife, then repair it.
Luo Xingchen's heart is like profound iron, gritted his teeth, cold to the sky! Now that this path has been chosen, how about even if it is torn apart? He must bite the bullet and never compromise!