As time went by, Sun Bing's movement became slower and slower and more difficult, and the words left on the ground also became less and less. It is obvious that since ancient times, those who can reach here have
It can almost be called very few.
The surrounding environment has also obviously changed, and the demonic energy revealed has even completely condensed together, suspended in the mid-air, and a slight sense of depression can be heard, making people feel a layer of haze.
Occasionally, you can hear loud "bang" noises, and then black thunder directly penetrates the layer of clouds and bombards Sun Bing on the ground. It is mysterious and alluring, and it seems to be completely addictive.
in.
Sun Bing did not dodge this kind of thunder, but directly resisted it with the sharp sword in his hand. The sword blade turned into black magic energy in an instant, and finally dispersed, causing another feeling of confusion in his mind.
And when they got here, Sun Bing could clearly see that there were a lot of corpses on both sides. It was obvious that these people had no self-awareness and came here forcefully. The best result would be to die directly, because their remaining bodies were completely
If you can't bear the pressure here, even if you become a puppet, you can only become ashes.
After countless years of historical evolution, the bones left behind have even completely transformed into a burnt black color. Occasionally, there are traces of black mist coming out. The sinister evil makes people feel frightened.
After arriving here, the vigilance that had effectively subsided in Sun's heart could not help but return again, because in this kind of place, there is no danger, but if there is still a monk's body left, then there is no doubt that it will be a very powerful one, and
Puppet full of killing.
Half a day later, with Sun Bing's speed in the outside world, he could travel thousands of miles, but here, he only walked a dozen miles, and almost step by step, at this moment, a black galaxy appeared in the sky.
The black mist inside was condensed extremely, as if it had condensed into substance. Even from such a distance, Sun Bing could detect the terrifying aura in it. People with weak minds would only need a short moment here to
Completely lost.
And there seemed to be some slightly floating shadows among them. With the monk's good five senses, Sun Bing could clearly see that these were simply corpses. They were still shaking even now, but through the
Sun Bing could see the other party's eyes. Those people had already completely perished, and all that was left was the desire to kill.
"These should be monks contaminated by demonic energy, but how did they get here? And how did they get to the Yin River at the same time?" Sun Bing couldn't help but secretly warned him, and at the same time, his heart became colder and colder.
If you can still think that this is just a simple training place on the outermost edge of the Demon Peak, then now Sun Bing has undoubtedly seen the secret at the center. Those puppets must have another purpose. This kind of secret is simply not possible.
It is impossible to spread the word, and even the people who know about it are quite few.
Only those huge forces that have been passed down for countless years can have many records. Similarly, they also know why young geniuses are sent here to practice. After all, there are almost no people over eighteen years old along the way.
People leave words.
The more this happens, the more competitiveness in Sun Bing's heart surges. Although he is not able to fight with those people openly at the moment, there is no doubt that if he defeats them here, it will be considered a victory.
With an excited mood, Sun Bing slowly walked forward, but the words on the ground became less and less. At this moment, there was no words even for three miles.
Sun Bing couldn't help but feel discouraged: "Is this the farthest that those geniuses can reach? In this case, I am not weak to others."
However, Sun Bing had just finished speaking, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with a strong light. He stared at a line of words not far away, and his heart felt cold:
"Kong Miaoying, the innate spirit body, is seventeen years old. With his physical strength and divine power, he finally arrived here. It is a pity that he could not see the final stone tablet."
This line of delicate fonts was like a bucket of cold water that completely poured Sun Bing over. Unexpectedly, he thought it would be quite difficult to get here and be able to compete with the others, but then he saw such a blow. Although
It is said that the other party relies on his own physique, but there is no doubt that this is his talent.
Moreover, through this line of text, Sun Bing was able to discover that it seemed that the end point was far from being reached, and there was actually a stone monument behind it. So what kind of terrifying person could get there.
Immediately, Sun Bing's heart that wanted to give up stirred up again. As if he was carrying a huge mountain, he slowly took a firm step forward, and at the same time secretly said to himself: "In the same situation,
, I am by no means weaker than others.”
After continuing on the journey, Sun Bing suddenly felt like he was looking down on everyone in the world. The lack of words in the section just now did not mean that no one had walked in. It was more like the dividing line between geniuses.
Even though those outside can be called geniuses, there are even more peerless geniuses inside. According to Sun Bing's understanding, almost everyone who can come here has a physique that is different from ordinary people, at least he can see it when he sees it.
Disaster body, celestial body, immortal body, etc.
There is almost no one who can truly be called a mortal. It can even be said that Sun Bing really got here on his own. He has proven that he will never be weaker than these people in the same situation.
But Sun Bing was still gritting his teeth and persisting, because he hadn't seen the final stone tablet yet. At this moment, Sun Bing could find that his consciousness had faintly disappeared, and his whole person was moving forward numbly, and the skin on his body even
Under such pressure, blood oozed faintly.
Because the sea of consciousness is oppressed by the surging momentum around it, the spiritual power in it can be said to have been sublimated, becoming more pure. And the shadow of the sword intention that has not moved for such a long time is even more like
I am saving money, waiting for the opportunity to emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly.
Just when Sun Bing was on the verge of collapse, he suddenly saw a huge stone monument appearing not far away, and a heavy feeling suddenly came out. Even under such a momentum, the surrounding demonic energy did not dare to move at all.
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But as he got closer to his final goal, Sun Bing felt the pressure on himself become more and more intense. This included not only the demonic energy that was ravaging his mind, but also the overwhelming atmosphere of the stone tablet.
Moreover, the demonic energy here is far less weak than before. Even if Sun Bing has sword intention, he can't help but feel confused. He can only forcefully stabilize his mind and resist the suppressing aura.
At this time, all Sun Bing could see in his mind was a sharp sword, using himself as the sword. The sharp blade pierced through everything in front of him. Sun Bing himself didn't even know this last step.
How on earth did he step out? In the end, all he could feel was his eyes going dark and his whole body feeling weak.
But at the last glance, he could clearly see a simple and majestic stone tablet right in front of him.