There may have been some moments when Wu Yun really wanted to die, but he was never afraid of death.
Especially in the face of such a desperate bet, what can we do if we risk our lives?
Suddenly, Wu Yun suddenly raised his right hand.
The Taishang Martial God Art was in motion, and streams of spiritual energy spread toward the swallowing martial soul.
He decided that now, according to the problem deduced in his mind, he would directly control the Devouring Martial Spirit.
If he succeeds, then the road ahead may be smooth sailing for him.
If you fail, you will face the threat of death.
Because after the failure, the Devouring Martial Spirit needs a period of time to get rid of control, regain freedom, and then release the power of Devouring again to protect him.
And although this period of time was very short, Wu Yun absolutely couldn't bear it.
It's just because the oppressive force within the white rice is too strong, and it is simply not something Wu Yun can contend with.
In fact, Wu Yun also thought about a question at this moment, how did those ninth-level cultivators get in? Can they really withstand such terrifying oppression?
Without much thought, Wu Yun immediately denied it.
If those semi-immortal cultivators could bear it, he might still believe it, but at least 80% of those ninth-level cultivators would definitely not be able to bear it.
Because he had fought against some ninth-level cultivators, and they were not as strong as he thought.
But in this case, how did they get through?
Come to think of it, maybe it's because of recognition.
Perhaps, once recognized, this pressure will be reduced many times.
But like Wu Yun, he doesn't act according to the rules. The normal requirement is to reach at least the ninth level of cultivation.
And now he is here with only the fifth rank of cultivation. He doesn't obey the rules and breaks in by force. It's strange that the pressure is not strong.
In fact, it may even be much stronger than normal pressure.
But no matter what, these are not what Wu Yun should be thinking about at this moment. He is already here and there is no way out.
Putting aside the cluttered thoughts in his mind, streams of spiritual energy continued to pour out of his body. At this moment, the Devouring Martial Spirit was wrapped in his power.
The right hand raised high was slightly clenched. As long as it was held tightly, the Devouring Martial Spirit would be controlled by him.
But halfway through, he stopped.
I recalled again the question I deduced before, and then some fragmentary memories about the past flashed through my mind.
Soon, the memory stopped and his right fist clenched violently.
In an instant, the devouring force surrounding him quickly retreated into the devouring martial soul, and the majestic and terrifying oppressive force suddenly struck.
With a pop, Wu Yun vomited blood.
In just a short moment, Wu Yun felt as if he had stepped into the gate of hell.
But he held on to his last bit of consciousness and tried his best to stay awake, gritting his teeth and growling.
"Now!"
Under his control, the Devouring Martial Spirit once again released waves of devouring power, quickly wrapping around his body.
Bang!
Suddenly, a crisp explosion sounded in his ears.
Wu Yun's expression changed, and he shouted, "No, it failed!"
The explosion sound just now was the sound of him being crushed directly by the pressure from the outside world because he failed to find a balance point after the devouring power enveloped him.
The terrifying power came suddenly, as if he had noticed Wu Yun's resistance just now. The power at this moment was even stronger than before.
"Did it fail? Did it really fail?"
Wu Yun roared unwillingly. At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground due to direct oppression, and the blood in his mouth was no longer spit out, but flowing out.
"It failed. The problem I deduced is too different from the actual situation!"
Wu Yun's consciousness gradually became faint, and this sentence flashed in his mind.
Suddenly, he seemed to have gone crazy, but also seemed to have regained consciousness. Regardless of the physical pain, he stood up suddenly and glared at the entrance of the passage ahead.
He roared angrily: "No, I am not willing to give in. I, Wu Yun, am not afraid of death, but I definitely don't want to die in such a useless way. I will fight with you and fate to the end!"
The next moment, Wu Yun's thoughts activated the etheric Martial God Technique to activate the power of the Immortal Holy Body, which circulated crazily in his body.
He clenched his fists and roared again, "Swallow the martial soul. Swallow it to me. Swallow this power back to me. If you oppress me, I will refine you!"
Wu Yun had known for a long time, and the Divine Bell of Creation had told him before that this kind of oppressive power was very special.
It does not belong to the power of cultivation. Even if you swallow the martial soul, you cannot convert this power into spiritual energy for cultivation.
But it has a wonderful effect on his immortal holy body.
That's right, Wu Yun has made this crazy decision at this moment.
Originally, according to his expectations, he would first find the balance point, and then use the Devouring Martial Spirit to devour this power in a stable state, transforming his immortal holy body.
But it's obviously impossible at this moment. He can't find that balance point. He can't devour it in a stable state. He only has the present.
Anyway, it was a certain death, and Wu Yun was completely willing to risk it.
Devouring this power first, even if he cannot control it by then and his body cannot bear it and explodes to death, is far better than admitting defeat and waiting to die.
Even if you die, you must die standing!
Following Wu Yun's roar, the Devouring Martial Spirit started running wildly.
The terrifying devouring force swept out in an instant and began to crazily devour the terrifying oppressive forces around it.
And the power after being swallowed came directly towards his physical body according to Wu Yun's guidance.
They poured in crazily and entered the physical body.
At this moment, Wu Yun had already activated the power of the second realm of the Immortal Holy Body, the Vajra Indestructible Body, to the extreme.
However, compared with this terrifying force that crazily poured into the body.
This so-called King Kong is indestructible, just like thin ice.
In an instant, I heard a series of shattering sounds resounding inside my body.
Wu Yun's face was pale, and he even had no expression, because he had become a completely bloody man.
Because of the influx of terrifying power, his body could no longer bear it. His bones burst, his skin and flesh were torn from head to toe, and he was bleeding profusely.
At this moment, his whole body was rotten.
This is on the verge of exploding to death. If he continues, Wu Yun may be left with only a ball of blood mist and cease to exist!