If Lin Ming wants to study and understand the situation of force field closure, he must find out the laws of this place through walking.
But this requires a prerequisite, that is, you need to leave marks along the way!
The formation mark left by Lin Ming before would be wiped clean with the effort of two sticks of incense. Of course, this would not work. The way Lin Ming came up with was to leave a trace of fighting spirit in the formation mark.
The fighting spirit of a warrior is the warrior's will. A warrior with a strong will will be immortal for tens of thousands of years. This is the light of will that Lin Ming encountered on the road to the emperor. In the Eternal Demon Pit, there are also natural materials such as demon bones.
The earthly treasure contains the emperor's will for a hundred thousand years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.
"The first formation talisman..." After Lin Ming walked to a place, he flicked his fingers, and a golden formation talisman was imprinted, forming a simple mark. The moment the mark was formed, Lin Ming added another one to it.
There was a trace of green energy, which was the battle spirit left by Lin Ming.
After imprinting this war spirit, Lin Ming did not leave, but sat down next to the formation talisman, waiting to observe the flow of energy in the formation talisman.
The other warriors were confused, and one warrior couldn't help but asked weakly: "Young Master Lin, what are you doing?"
"Don't be born! Besides, what's the point of asking clearly? Besides, I guess Lin Shaoxia can't explain it to you." It was Heishi who spoke. In fact, he also wanted to know what Lin Ming was doing, but he was afraid of disturbing Lin Ming at this time.
Ming thinking.
Lin Ming said nothing and kept observing the energy flow of the formation talisman.
As time passed, a quarter of an hour passed, and the closed force field kept consuming the energy in the formation talisman. However, with Lin Ming's wisp of blue will, the passage was very slow.
Lin Ming's azure-colored will originally had the attribute of endless growth. Coupled with his firm will and the ability to gather together and never disperse, in a quarter of an hour, the energy of the formation talisman was reduced by less than half.
Calculated in this way, this wisp of war spirit mark can last for at least three hours.
Three hours is enough.
"Boy, you are quite smart. Using war spirits to strengthen the formation pattern is indeed a way!" Demonic Light's voice sounded in Lin Ming's mind.
"Okay, let's keep going!"
Lin Ming stood up and said, and the other warriors immediately stood up and got ready. At this time, Lin Ming said exactly what he said.
Along the way, Lin Ming left a formation mark every fifty feet. The route he took was very strange, sometimes moving forward, sometimes going sideways, and sometimes going backwards.
However, no matter how he walked, he seemed to have no intention of staying away from the Eternal Demonic Pit. In front of everyone, the Eternal Demonic Pit was getting closer and closer, and the monstrous flames became clearer and clearer, as if the terrifying heat wave could already be felt here.
Already.
The dark section of the eternal magic pit stretches across the end of the world, boundless, like a huge mouth of a beast, swallowing everything!
"Lin...Lin Shaoxia, is it really okay?"
A warrior couldn't help but ask. He was really worried, seeing Lin Ming leading the way, but getting closer and closer to the Eternal Demonic Pit!
"If you have the ability, you can lead the way." Duanmuqun said coldly, and the warrior suddenly fell silent.
After walking for another ten miles, the Eternal Demonic Pit seemed to be less than two hundred miles away. From this distance, they could already clearly see the monstrous mist attached to the surface of the Eternal Demonic Pit. What was rising was not a flame, but a stream of smoke.
A black energy flow, like a silent fountain, shoots straight into the sky.
Lin Ming was silent for a while and then said: "Let's go back the way we came."
He still couldn't figure out the laws of space here, but it was too close to the Eternal Demonic Pit, and Lin Ming didn't dare to continue walking.
It is not easy to return the same way. When you come in, you have to walk one mile and you will go two miles into the Eternal Demonic Pit. But when you return, you have to turn left and right and walk for seven or eight miles before you exit.
Come here.
Fortunately, Lin Ming's battle spirit mark did not disappoint. After retreating for dozens of miles, there were some remnants of the battle spirit and it did not completely disappear.
By the time the last few battle spirit marks were placed, the battle spirit's will energy was almost exhausted. This made Lin Ming sincerely sigh. With his understanding of the power of space, coupled with the magic light and the assistance of the battle spirit, the three of them added up.
Together, we have not been able to find a clue to get out of the Thousand Miles Forbidden Zone. The difficulties faced by other warriors can be imagined. Not to mention the titled Shura and the Tower Master, I am afraid that the high-level fate-destroying warriors who do not understand the artistic conception of space will also
You must hate this!
"Back!"
"Sure enough, I'm back. Young Master Lin is very capable."
The warriors present finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Eternal Demonic Pit getting further and further away. Lin Ming indeed had some skills and led them back to the starting point, which was 550 miles away from the Eternal Demonic Pit.
But at this moment, everyone's hearts suddenly trembled, and their breaths began to be filled with an intoxicating aroma.
If it were in a wilderness with birds singing and flowers fragrant, this kind of aroma would make people feel relaxed and happy, but here, this kind of aroma would make people's hairs stand on end!
Everyone suddenly looked up and saw flowers raining down from the sky.
The beautiful and bright petals, like flying angels, are incompatible with the gray background of heaven and earth.
When Lin Ming saw this scene, a chill ran down his spine, "Magic Light, what's going on?"
The jade slips given by the master of the Pole Star Tower contained very few records about the Thousand Miles Forbidden Zone, and Lin Ming had no idea what the situation was.
Mo Guang's face changed slightly, "No, this is a brain-eating tapir, run away!"
Lin Ming's eyes flashed, and he didn't care to ask what the brain-eating tapir was. He spread out his body skills and rushed out, "Back off! Don't get caught by the petals!"
While Lin Ming was speaking, a petal fell silently on the back of a warrior's head. The warrior's body shook, and with a click, a blood arrow shot out from the back of his head. It was clear where the petal was.
It's a red flesh bug the size of a thumb. Its sharp teeth are like steel thorns. It bites directly through the skull in one bite!
"Whoosh!" The red meat worm penetrated into the warrior's head like lightning!
"Ahhhhh!" The bitten warrior fell to the ground holding his head, bleeding from all his orifices, and vomiting out his eyes. The severe pain caused his head to hit the ground continuously. Every time he hit it, the hole in the back of his head would spurt.
Come out with a brain!
People could even clearly hear the sound of the brain being chewed and stirred in the warrior's head.
Seeing this horrifying scene, the warriors present dared not stop, and they spread out their body skills to follow Lin Ming and flee.
Only then did the warriors discover that the aroma they had just smelled actually had the effect of paralyzing the true energy in the body. The true energy was not flowing smoothly and the movements were naturally slow.
"ah!"
There was another scream, and another warrior was bitten by the brain-eating tapir. This scream made the warriors present more and more frightened. Those who felt that the true energy in their bodies was paralyzed bit their tongues, using the pain to wake themselves up, and ran away desperately.
!
Lin Ming didn't care about making a mark at this time, and ran out more than ten miles away with everyone. But at this moment, he suddenly stopped. In front of him, there was a big river, which was yellow and dirty.
, a river as wide as a hundred feet, with vast misty waves, seems to come from the ancient times of nothingness, flowing to a mysterious and unknown place.
In the river, there are faint bones floating up and down. Most of these bones are not human, but come from some special races. Some of these races have wings and some have horns.
Just looking at this river, there is an inexplicable sadness welling up in my heart, which is extremely depressing.
"Yellow...River of Yellow Spring!"
Lin Ming's heart stopped for a moment, his hair stood on end, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!
This river of underworld didn't need to be reminded by the magic light at all. He had inherited some of the soul fragments of the Demon Emperor, which contained the memory of this river of underworld.
Probably because the River of Underworld was so terrifying, the Demon Emperor remembered it deeply and was inherited by Lin Ming.
When the Demon Emperor came to the banks of the Yellow Spring River, he almost died and turned into bones in the river!
Duanmu Yun, Black Stone, Lord Yunsha and others followed Lin Ming. When they saw Lin Ming flying back, they turned around and ran away without saying a word.
However, the last two warriors who arrived were a little late because they were slower. They did not notice the sudden change in Lin Ming's expression. There was a trace of confusion and hesitation during the change of direction.
And after this trace of confusion, they seemed to have lost their souls in an instant, their eyes were dull, their expressions were stiff, and their steps became heavy.
They took a few steps in a daze like a walking corpse, and then they both turned around and walked towards the river of hell...
At this time, Lin Ming and the others had retreated several miles away. They stopped and saw two warriors walking towards the river of underworld in confusion. As they walked deeper and deeper, the river water gradually submerged their waists and legs.
Chest, abdomen, neck.
A trace of blood flowed out of their bodies, mixed into the river water, and was swallowed up in an instant. The river water was still pale yellow in color, not dyed red at all.
Under the water surface, the bodies of the two warriors had completely disappeared, leaving only white bones, as if they had been corroded.
The two of them just sank into the river without stirring up any waves. After a few breaths, two dense white bones floated up and joined the endless sea of bones, sinking and floating, gradually drifting away...
Seeing such a scene, the warriors present all had scalp numbness and cold sweats. None of these warriors were brave and wise. Otherwise, how could they dare to come to Babel Tower? However, although they were not afraid of death, they could not withstand such fear.
The way he died was so heartbreaking!
"Brother Lin, what on earth is that river?" Even Duanmu Yun's voice was trembling a little at this time.
"That is the River of Underworld..." Lin Ming sighed. The situation was getting worse and worse. Even now, he was not sure of getting out of this thousand-mile restricted area...
The River of the Underworld? The warriors present were suddenly startled. This river exists in the ancient legends of the Holy Demon Continent. Does it really exist?
...(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)