sand.
On the cracked and dark yellow ground, a footstep fell slightly weakly, and a few wisps of dust rose up, as if there was not even a hint of life in the dust.
Lin Dong raised his head, looking numbly at the surrounding desolation that is still endless. The original sharp gaze actually appeared a little dazed at this moment.
He has been walking here for a month...
In January, what he saw was still this vast land without an end. The dark yellow and gloomy color was imprinted on his pupils, as if even the color of his pupils had been changed by this land.
Lin Dong's skin has become dry and yellowed during his walking this month, and his black hair is also withered and yellow. If you look from a distance, it looks like a critically ill person.
Lin Dong pursed his dry and pale lips and stretched out his palms. The originally slender palms became abnormally rough at this moment. Immediately, his palms were slowly squeezed together, and the abundant and vigorous power of the past has disappeared...
This barren land is absorbing his power.
Lin Dong could feel his power dissipating while walking. He tried to sit still to resist that dissipation, but it was in vain. He knew that once his power dissipated completely, this time he broke the game. It was a failure. As for the Great Desolation Sutra, don’t even think about it...
"Sure enough, it's not easy..."
Lin Dong smiled bitterly, looking down at a withered grass under his feet. At the top of the withered grass, there was a withered flower. He took it off and touched it with his finger, the flower turned into powder and floated away.
"But... if you lose like this, it's too shameless..."
Lin Dong's lips pulled up with a slightly ugly arc, and then he exhaled deeply, dragged up his legs as heavy as lead-filled, and stepped forward slowly.
…
Bang.
As Lin Dong continued to step forward, it was also on the vast ground. A sturdy figure swayed, and finally fell to the ground feebly. His body was withered, but no blood flowed out, a ray of light. The dots radiated from his body, and his figure seemed about to dissipate.
A spot of light rose from before his eyes, and Jiang Hao's terrifying face with cracks was also filled with unwillingness and deep fatigue.
On the ground around him, there were some cracks, which were obviously blasted out by him, but this kind of weird place, just relying on madness, obviously can't solve the problem.
"Failed… "
Jiang Hao muttered to himself, the vision in front of him began to blur, and his body finally turned into a spot of light and disappeared on this vast and desolate land.
And as he disappeared, here, it became dead again, the world was dark, as if already dead.
…
The month in the Great Desolation Monument, from the outside, is also January.
However, even though January has passed, the sky and mountains surrounding the barren monument are still full of people who are crushed by the darkness. It seems that there is no reduction in personnel due to the passage of time. Signs, on the contrary, because of the passage of time, even some of the named disciples came by hearing the wind, and suddenly, the scene was really majestic and vast.
And the gazes over the mountains and plains were locked in the five beams of light in front of the big barren stele at this time. There, five human figures, sitting in a quiet position, like an old monk entering concentration.
In the sky, Chen Zhen, Wu Dao and others all have a solemn expression. They have also not left since this month, and they have been paying close attention to any changes here.
Hum!
In the quiet mountains, a slight buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and the sky filled the sky for a moment, and his eyes instantly shifted. Finally, he almost stopped at a beam of light in front of the big barren monument.
The beam of light there began to weaken gradually...
"Jiang Hao failed..." Ying Xiao smiled and watched this scene, quietly clenching his slender jade hand and whispering.
After hearing her words, Ying Huanhuan, Qingye and the others' complexions changed a little, and only then began to feel the terrifyingness of this barren monument.
The beam of light, under the gaze of countless gazes, quickly fainted, and finally with a click, completely dissipated, and lost the cover of the beam of light. Jiang Hao's figure fell back to the sky, his face pale as paper.
"Ugh."
Chen Zhen sighed softly, his sleeves waved, and Jiang Hao who had fallen down the cliff was caught with a gentle force, and then the Desolate Palace disciples quickly went up and hugged him.
"They're pretty good if they can last for a month..." Wu Dao was silent for a moment and said.
Chen Zhen nodded with a wry smile, and said softly: "Let's take a look..."
While he was talking, his gaze couldn't help but look at Lin Dong's figure with a trace of unnoticeable worry. With his old eyes, he could feel that it seemed that Lin Dong's condition was not the same. Very good, but at this time, they are also unable to give any help. In the barren monument, everything depends on themselves...
…
Time, again in the waiting of countless people, quietly passed away, unknowingly, another half a month passed.
During this half a month, the complexions of Chenzhen, Wudao and others are getting tighter and tighter, and there is a little dryness in their movements from time to time. Obviously, their hearts are quite uneasy, because after Jiang Hao, Fang Yun and Song Zhou also failed one after another...
Moreover, the most important thing is that, just before, the pillar of light of Pang Tong, the oldest disciple of the Desolate Palace, also began to dim. Obviously, he is also about to fail...
In just one and a half months, the five major disciples of the Desolate Palace had already failed miserably for four of them!
Click.
The beam of light finally dissipated completely. When Pang Tong’s body fell from the Qingyan, a disciple had already prepared for it, and carefully connected it, and then he looked at the pale face of the former. I couldn't help but a little fear rose in my heart, that great barren monument, really so terrible... Even their most outstanding personally-passed disciples in the deserted temple have failed one after another...
After Pang Tong was picked up, the already quiet atmosphere of the world became much more dull, and the appearance seemed to be solidified.
"Only Lin moved..." Ying smiled and sighed.
Ying Huanhuan on the side nodded lightly, her teeth biting her red lips, her slender hands twisted together, giving the suet-like jade color a little more dark blue.
On a mountain peak some distance away from the Great Desolation Monument, two figures stood on it at this time, looking through the space, looking towards the crowded area.
"The condition of Lin Dong is not good..." The old man in the blue robe stood beside Ying Xuanzi and said slowly.
"Maybe it can last for five days."
Ying Xuanzi said softly, and then he sighed helplessly. This time, could the whole army be destroyed
Five days, but the period ended...
And it was also when the scorching sun on the fifth day rose to the center of the sky, Chenzhen, Wudao and others' complexions suddenly rushed into paleness, a turmoil of a little panic, and it spread quickly in this sea of people like tides. Open.
Because the beam of light that enveloped Lin Dong also began to weaken at this moment. The previous experience told everyone that it was a sign of impending failure.
Ying Huanhuan's jade hand clenched tightly, and immediately she pulled Ying Xiaoxiao's wrist, her big eyes were a little red, although she was extremely confident in that guy's resilience and self-control, she also understood that this kind of thing, even if It's the latter, it's impossible to ignore it easily, she can imagine that guy's reluctant smile in the future...
"elder sister."
Ying Xiao smiled and looked at some young girls who were unbearable because of Lin Dong's impending failure. She sighed and shook her head. This matter... Maybe that's it...
The beam of light finally weakened slowly under those countless regretful gazes...
…
boom!
When the outside world was boiling because of the weakening of the beam of light, on that barren land, Lin Dong's figure finally fell powerlessly and hit the ground heavily, pain spreading.
Lin Dong’s skin was already cracked through the cracks, looking extremely terrible, and the power of his whole body was exhausted during this period of time, and even faintly, there was already a light spot floating in his body. .
Lin Dong grinned and looked at a withered grass on the ground in front of him with slightly blurred eyes. He knew that he was now at the end of the battle, and he did not have the strength to go on.
He stared at the withered grass, and after a while, he stretched out his palm and inserted it into the yellow ground, and then grabbed the withered grass out of the roots.
As the withered grass lifted off the ground, Lin Dong looked at the roots hidden under the ground. With the touch of his fingers, the entire withered grass and even its rhizomes turned into powder and drifted away.
The powder drifted away in front of Lin Dong, his expression seemed to be a little gloomy, so after nearly half an hour, there was a hoarse murmur that sounded in this quiet place.
"Desolate... It doesn't seem to be like this..."
Lin Dong slowly raised his head, looking at the gray sky, the color, as if the sky had died, and then look at this land, although there are withered grass growing on it, they are all dead...
But barrenness is not like this. After barrenness, life is hidden, and when the spring blossoms, barrenness will also be full of life...
But here, even the world is dead.
Lin Dong lowered his head and suddenly stretched out his hands to dig into the ground, and the dry dust was flying out. His strength was exhausted at this moment, but he waved his palm mechanically with a thought.
puff!
Another cloud of yellowed dust was picked up by Lin Dongsheng from the ground. The dust spread in front of his eyes, but Lin Dong’s pupils shrank to the size of a needle at this moment. In that cloud of dust, he I saw a floating black spot...
This black spot felt exactly the same as the black spot on the monument, strange and evil, and devouring the vitality of heaven and earth...
Lin Dong's gaze followed the black spot to the ground without blinking, and then disappeared. Then, he was like a sculpture, motionless.
Spots of light began to radiate from Lin Dong's body. Half of his body had already disappeared. However, when the body dispersed, the eyes that were originally covered by the dust and were slightly blank, but at this moment, they once again have Reproduce sharply.
call!
He took a deep breath, then raised his head and looked at this boundless land. Although there was no one here, there was an extremely serious look on his face. Immediately, the young man said every word. The pause began to sound.
"Return the power to me... The Great Desolation Monument... You are sick and have to be cured..."