The first thousand four hundred and fifty-six chapters of great resentment
All the monks looked shocked. They had entered the game. The young man did not see through the wonder of this restriction at all, but used unknown means to force through it. They guessed wrong and were trapped in it.
Within the illusion formation, the scenery in all directions is completely new. Every monk has a different scene in front of him, and facing him is his weakest part.
"Oops, I was careless!",
"How on earth did that kid do it? Why was he not affected at all?"
"Is it possible that his cultivation level is higher than ours?"
The expressions of the masters in each domain changed. They entered the game before they were ready.
"Meditate and abandon concentration. The illusion is just the inner demon. You can get out of it with a firm mind!"
"How on earth did that kid do it!"
"Is there any senior who breaks the formation? Please guide the direction for the juniors!"
In the formation, the monks panicked and scurried around like headless flies. The sudden illusion made them somewhat confused.
At the other end, on the stairs leading to the third floor, Li Xiaobai looked at the chaos in the formation, and the golden chariot under his feet twisted his body and came back again.
Wandering around many monks in the formation, he smoothly and smoothly swept away the space rings on their fingers, and then disappeared silently.
"Haha, just think of it as a contribution. I will accept your resources!"
Li Xiaobai happily put away his resources, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared on the second floor. This time he gained a lot of collections from big bosses, and he immediately became rich. In the forty-nine battlefield, he was 100% immune to being caught with bare hands by skills.
It's hard to imagine how powerful it is. If it were placed outside, it would be enough to kill him with just one look.
The resources in the inventory of such a big man are definitely the best among the best, and anything can be sold for sky-high prices.
Silence returned to my ears again.
On the third floor, the golden talismans flickered and illuminated the surroundings. It was still a stone wall, but the air was filled with water vapor and very humid. There should be a water source nearby.
"There is no water source in the Dead Soul Realm. Everything is manifested by the master's power during his lifetime. This water is not ordinary water!",
A monk in the sack said that the air was several degrees moist, and you could easily feel it even through the sack.
Li Xiaobai nodded and walked slowly forward. There should be no other monks on this floor. No one was exploring the way ahead, so be careful.
The further we walked in, the stronger the gurgling sound of the water became. When we reached the end, the view suddenly widened. There was nothing in front of us, only a huge lake from which the sound of water emanated.
Exuding a faint blue light.
There were ripples on the surface of the water, which was divided into countless pieces, showing the various influences in the 49th battlefield at this moment. Li Xiaobai found the influence of the second layer of phantom formations, and a group of masters still
Trapped and yet to break through successfully.
This third-level lake can actually monitor every corner of the battlefield. I wonder what kind of horror is hidden under the water.
From the looks of it, the third floor should be the last one. There is nothing all around. The key to the core of the battlefield should be hidden in this lake.
Pick up a stone, throw it in, the water will splash and nothing will happen, everything is as usual.
I picked up another large brick and threw it in. There was still no reaction, as if it was just ordinary water.
Li Xiaobai thought for a while, took out a handful of Earth Explosive Stars and threw them in. A moment later, the lake surface was torn apart by violent energy, terrifying waves were raging, the entire lake surface seemed to explode, and the water waves surged into the sky.
"Senior... think twice before you act!"
"I'm afraid there is an extremely powerful fear guarding the third floor. You must not anger it..."
Feeling the successive terrifying fluctuations in the outside world, the monks in the sacks were frightened and wanted to dissuade them but did not dare.
Their lives were all in Li Xiaobai's hands. He was so playful right from the beginning. If his enemies didn't pat their butts and leave, they would be the ones who died in the end.
"Come out and have a look. Who knows the origin of this lake?"
Li Xiaobai untied the sack, and the monks regained their sight and hurriedly climbed out to look at the lake.
"This lake is full of resentment!"
"I have experienced many battlefields. Judging from my experience, the water in the Dead Soul Realm is either water evil or is transformed by resentment. There is no evil spirit in this lake. It must be the place where the owner of the battlefield was alive.
of resentment."
An elder from Tianshen Academy looked at it carefully and said, he really couldn't figure out what kind of monk named Zhang San was. He was a monk from the Baihe sect, but he even tied up one of his own. He had to question him carefully when he came back.
Ichiban.
"It must be resentment. If it were evil spirit, Senior Zhang's actions just now would have caused the evil spirit to backfire."
"Sir Snow" also started, expressing his agreement.
"What will happen if I go in?"
Li Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and asked.
"It's hard to say. Some wonderful things will be born wherever resentment gathers. No one can judge it until it manifests."
A monk said.
“Who wants to get in there and challenge themselves?”
Li Xiaobai looked around the crowd. The monks trembled. They lowered their heads in unison and moved back slightly. With their ability, they had shed a layer of skin even though they had passed through the first level of thunder restriction, let alone the third level.
's banned.
"The journey of cultivation is to fight against the heavens and have endless fun. How can you be so timid and shrinking!"
Li Xiaobai walked directly to Bei Xuan, a senior disciple of the Great Desolate Domain, and said with a smile: "You are eager to try!"
"I……"
Beixuan greeted Li Xiaobai's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart. The person in front of him was indeed a small-minded person. He just said a few sarcastic words, but now he actually wanted him to be cannon fodder and kill him!
"Senior, there is no need to be like this. This junior's cultivation is still shallow and he cannot withstand such a test..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I've seen your eager eyes, go ahead, I'll decide it's you!"
Li Xiaobai threw him into the lake without any explanation. This guy was a scourge, which was evident from the fact that the desolate elder did not redeem him.
Beixuan's body was submerged in the water, and then he floated up again, standing with his feet on the water, as if this was not water but a mirror.
Everyone's eyes widened. You must know that at this moment, they have no cultivation at all. After taking the Imprisonment Pill, they can't even exert the power of their blood. Being able to stand on the water should be the mysterious power in the lake.
Before they could think more, the water in front of Beixuan suddenly surged, and streams of water rolled up and condensed into a human figure. After a few breaths, the water stains faded away, and a living person appeared.
Bei Xuan looks the same.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the older monks all exclaimed in unison: "This is a big grievance!"