With a look of arrogance on his face, the young man drove the animal skin and prepared to charge into the bloody mountain peak.
Then, as expected, it hit the transparent shield in the void. His facial features were squeezed into a ball and almost became flat. There was a bang, which made Tang Xuanming, who was squatting at the foot of the mountain, couldn't help but cover his face. He felt that his face was a little bit...
pain.
"I@#%&……"
Faced with the sudden setback, the young man cursed loudly and lost his previous grace.
After a while, he did not turn around and leave as Tang Xuanming expected. Instead, he looked at the transparent shield in front of him and was silent for a while. He took out a small knife from his arms and cut his finger.
Red blood dripped from his fingers drop by drop, blending into the void in front of him.
Such a move seems to trigger a hidden mechanism.
In Tang Xuanming's surprised gaze, a blood-colored light door about the size of a person suddenly appeared in the originally transparent void. The blond young man was not surprised by such an abnormality, turned around, put away the animal skin, and stepped in.
In a flash of space, people disappeared without a trace.
After the blond young man disappeared, Tang Xuanming walked out of the void, touched the real barrier that was still touchable in front of him, and said to himself: "Can it be passed with blood?"
He looked at the huge still-burning Jiu Feng skeleton, and suddenly understood something in his heart.
This barrier of nothingness obviously does not come from this demon god, but from a powerful human race.
It is very possible that it was Ao Zhan who died here in the battle.
Even if this former God-Slaying powerhouse died in battle, he still left a barrier, preventing the demon clan from obtaining the inheritance of the Nine Phoenixes.
The human race can enter it through their own bloodline and obtain the inheritance of Aozhan.
"This victory back then was a bit simple! To beat a demon god like this is awesome."
Tang Xuanming thought of it and did it. He stretched out his right index finger. No one touched it, but the skin on it automatically opened a small opening, and a drop of crystal blood fell into the void in front of him.
The blood that should have been blended directly into the ground magically floated in the air, flickered for a moment, and then blended directly into the void in front of him, dyeing the space in front of him red.
boom!
A bloody door as tall as a person opened, and a smile appeared on Tang Xuanming's lips. His guess was correct.
boom!
The bloody door was heavily closed, and there was no trace of Tang Xuanming in the place.
…
Red-red magma flows on the ground, and space cracks appear from time to time in the sky.
Occasionally, terrifying lightning flashes through the void without warning, illuminating the dark sky.
Normally there shouldn't be any living things in such a dead and dark void.
When lightning flashed through the void, a crack opened in the void without warning, and a figure fell out of it.
"Fuck!"
Tang Xuanming looked at the crimson lava getting closer and closer to him, and the hairs all over his body exploded. He instinctively slapped his left hand in the air, and a piece of ice suddenly condensed in the empty air. He took advantage of the situation, and
And it flew high, far away from the magma.
After taking a rough look at his surroundings, he suddenly felt his scalp numb.
The crimson magma flowed everywhere, the space cracks that kept flashing in the void, and the occasional terrifying lightning that struck without warning made his scalp explode.
He actually couldn't see a place to stay in a short period of time.
Wudang Ladder Yunzhong was driven to its peak by him. Whenever he was about to land, he would step on his left foot and right foot, using his own strength, and he simply used his skills to their peak.
And he kept turning in the void, avoiding cracks that appeared in the void one after another without warning.
The founder of the Wudang Sect, Zhang Sanfeng, would be amazed when he saw his skills like this. The Wudang Tiyunzong in the hands of Tang Xuanming was simply superb, like a god.
But at this time, Tang Xuan, a god in the eyes of ordinary people, clearly wanted to scold his mother.
"The red mountains you see outside the relationship are magma. His uncle..."
The classic national curse came from the mouth of Tang Xuanming, and it was not against harmony at all.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Tang Xuanming cursed, the external environment could not change.
He kept moving in the void, condensing ice blocks one after another from the thin water vapor void, and using the Wudang Ladder to move through the clouds, he barely found a place to stay after flying in the air for several miles.
The amount of internal energy consumed in this process is simply huge, and can make anyone in the martial arts world stunned and die on the spot.
For Tang Xuanming, the consumption of internal energy is secondary. At his level, the efficiency of refining Qi is incredibly high. With his physique, the internal energy generated in his breath is enough for him to fly for three days and three nights.
.
What mainly made him mentally exhausted were the spatial cracks that would appear in the void without warning.
Even if he accidentally encountered one with his current strength, he would die on the spot.
He had to be alert at all times, and it took him a long time to find a small piece of land standing in the magma.
"It really kills people."
Tang Xuanming let out a long breath. Only then did he have time to settle down and carefully look at the surrounding environment.
The dim sky made it impossible to see the entire world clearly. The red magma and the occasional lightning in the void made Tang Xuanming barely discern that this seemed to be a hell-like world.
"Huh, how could this happen? Shouldn't we directly accept the test of Ao Zhan and get the inheritance of the God-Slaying level?"
Tang Xuanming looked around with confusion.
Outside the Devil's Plain, Wang Long and Wang Ming, who had followed Tang Xuanming, gathered together. The bonfire kept jumping, and their faces reflected in the light and dark.
Wang Ming added a piece of firewood to the fire and said, "Why don't you follow that mysterious figure deep into the Devil's Plain? This is the only chance to break through the ranks. No one can stop you from obtaining the divine power of the God-Slayer level."
Wang Long took the almost-cooked barbecue to his side and looked at it. He tore off a large piece of meat in one bite and shook his head: "I know my own background. If I reach the seventh level of the Ant King, I will follow him even if I die. But I
No."
"If you haven't reached the seventh level of the Ant King, so what if you get the method of killing the gods? After all, there is no way to break through to that level. It will only increase the sorrow. But you, you took the initiative to give up the opportunity to enter, which surprised me."
"What's surprising?" Wang Ming took the initiative to put half of his face into the darkness. His face was neither sad nor happy. There was no unnecessary expression, but Wang Long inexplicably sensed a kind of sadness.
"There's no chance. There has never been a seventh-level Ant King in your family. You won't understand. If Devil's Plain can so easily make a god-slaying family emerge among the human race, no matter what Devil's Plain has,
Such meanings will be eliminated by the Human Emperor and the Demon Emperor."
"We can't touch the God-Slaying level figures at all, even if they are already dead."