After Chalan fought his way out of the army, the Water Candle Demon, the Mirror God Pig and the Blood Ming all escaped from life one after another in just half a day. They walked from the bloody killing field into the sea wonderland, accepted the guidance of the mysterious voice, and walked on the Coral Avenue.
, heading to different fairy islands.
On the seventh day, Brahma, the 'Shura' in the human team, took the lead in fighting out.
On the eighth day, Dias, the eldest prince of the evil ghost tribe, Akang Linema, the eldest princess of the succubus tribe, and Tiantu of the Poseidon tribe, successfully completed the bloody test and broke out of the killing battlefield.
So far, the battle in the Sea of Fog has lasted for eight days. One after another, strong men have fallen on thousands of battlefields. Whether they died in battle, died of exhaustion, or gave up on themselves, whether they died desolately, unwillingly, or killed.
Tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of troops eventually perished in that boundless battlefield of death.
In the face of death, all efforts will wither and all struggles will be in vain.
The tens of millions of battlefields, the boundless chaos, and the continuous impact are definitely the most cruel test for any warrior. Small battles and small chaos can deceive death with luck, and they can be reborn by luck, but then...
As the battlefield continues, as time goes by, the word 'lucky' will gradually be abandoned by fate, and we will rely entirely on strength to fight.
Just like huge waves washing away the sand, layers of baptism finally remove all impurities, leaving pure gold.
After the eighth day, Adolf and other powerful men penetrated the battlefield one after another and appeared in Wonderland.
The Golden Ancient Clan and the Supreme Demon Clan showed their true heritage and strength, and they all successfully escaped. However, only a few of the once prosperous teams actually came here. Their teams were broken up, their companions died, and they were also seriously injured.
, some only have the prince alone, or at most two or three guarding him.
In addition, there are two other great demons, a demon clan's "Five Demon Group" team, four demon saints and sea beasts, two sea martial saints, and two human vanguard troops, who completed the test and broke into the fairyland sea.
And then... Niya, the Lord of the Fierce Room, the Diva of the Wild Sea, Pesa's team, etc., all passed through the battlefield, leaving behind a mass of dead bodies and a sea of blood.
This was an ultimate competition between 'soldiers' and 'numbers'. Hundreds of strong men charged and killed millions of people. It can be regarded as an unprecedented and vast achievement, and it can also be called the most brutal massacre in modern history.
. Once again demonstrated the crushing power of 'peak power' over 'number'. However, the fall of many strong men also proves that 'an elephant killed by too many ants' does not absolutely not exist in the world of warriors. The fall of hundreds of strong men is the last.
Good evidence.
Tang Yan walked out of the killing field on the tenth day, while Tang Chen left three days ago and took the lead in advancing into the sea wonderland.
Before leaving, he moved around the battlefield, using a black vat to absorb all the Supreme Demonic Blood that could be absorbed.
"Please." The voice that seemed as real as an illusion came again, and a coral avenue appeared at Tang Yan's feet.
"It's so mysterious, what tricks do you want to play?" Tang Yan fearlessly stepped onto the Coral Avenue, holding the Fierce Demon Knife, and walked towards the depths of the fairyland. The Blood Soul Tree continued to exude blood, nourishing the cracks on the Fierce Demon Knife.
Trying to heal fully one day.
The surrounding sea was silent, and there was no response to his whispers.
Tang Yan stepped forward, observing the scenery along the way.
Needless to say, it is beautiful, pure, and peaceful. Occasionally, I pass by some small islands with fairy creatures lingering on them, and the green sea is full of flowers. It is so beautiful, there are also smart cranes and spiritual birds, there are also spiritual animals jumping in the forest, and small turtles sleeping soundly by the sea.
Each scene is like a fairyland, more like a picture scroll.
The beauty is so intoxicating, the beauty is so unreal, and the whole soul seems to be purified.
"Is it an illusion?" A 'swastika' mark appeared between Tang Yan's eyebrows, and his whole body was covered with golden light, which heightened his solemnity. He also purified his consciousness and his eyesight. But after looking around, he found that the fairyland-like scenes were actually real.
Yes, cranes, spirit beasts and other life forms there also exist in real ways.
Walking on the Coral Avenue, on the clear blue sea, you will occasionally see schools of fish swimming, beautiful jellyfish floating freely, and all kinds of sea beasts, all very quiet and cheerful, in the pure water
Life is very brisk inside.
This place really seems like a mysterious and pure world, a mysterious space completely isolated from the Bloody Lost War Realm.
"Blue sky...white clouds..." Tang Yan looked up at the sky and suddenly became a little distracted. Today was the first time he saw the blue sky after entering the Forgotten War Realm in these years. It was so familiar, so pure, and so blue.
The blue is so deep and the blue is so peaceful.
"Witch, come out and have a chat? Is this your eternal death trap?" Tang Yan remained vigilant and never let up.
The sea was quiet and there was no response.
Not long after Tang Yan left, he suddenly noticed a strong aura on a large fairy island dozens of miles away on the right. To be precise, it should be the power of a demon. There seemed to be a big demon entrenched there.
On the way, I also noticed an aura on a relatively distant fairy island. It was very strong and should belong to the demon clan.
"Each large fairy island has sealed off one survivor? What on earth do you want to do? Where do you want to lead me?" Tang Yan did not act rashly and continued to walk forward along the Coral Avenue.
The Coral Avenue was winding and winding, leading Tang Yan forward and forward. He didn't know how long he walked until he lost his temper. Finally, a large fairy island appeared at the end of the Coral Avenue, with a forest like a sea on it.
The green waves are surging, and a thousand-foot-long sacred peak stands tall and straight. You can occasionally see spiritual birds circling around it.
Everything is quiet, but everything is strange.
There are beautiful views everywhere, but they are also suspicious.
"What the hell is going on? Since all the powerful men from the three tribes have broken in, why don't you just take action to solve it? Why are you playing so mysteriously?"
"One person per island, keep us as pets?"
"Where is Niya?"
"Where did Tang Chen go?"
Tang Yan shouted, but there was still no response. He wandered around the island, not relaxing because of the beautiful scenery, but he went back and forth, transforming almost every corner of the island, except for the prosperous scenery, deep mountains and forests, and no threatening animals.
, no suspicious clues were found.
Tang Yan did not dare to relax and continued to be vigilant, but to no avail. He stood on the island and roared into the ocean: "Invite me here, why on earth? Come out!"
The ocean was silent, and the sound was more like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing quickly without causing any waves.
As far as the eye can see, there are several similar giant fairy islands in the distant sea. I can vaguely feel the aura above, but my shouts and resistance did not attract the other party's attention.
"I don't have time to waste time with you." Tang Yan held the Demonic Sword tightly, snorted and left the fairy island, but... a strange thing happened. The moment he stepped out of the island, an unspeakable chest tightness suddenly hit him.
, which made him dizzy and almost fainted.
"What's going on?" Tang Yan was alert and quickly recovered and returned to the island. The chest tightness immediately disappeared, as if it was just an illusion before. He tried to step out of the island with his right foot again, but the chest tightness reappeared again, extremely violent.
It felt as if my heart had been hit hard with a hammer and then tightly wrapped in iron chains.
Tang Yan was surprised and forced to hold back the pain. He kept stretching his right foot forward and gently touched the sea. The feeling of chest tightness became stronger and more uncomfortable. It was like a hammer full of thorns was hitting his heart one after another, getting more and more painful.
The beatings were violent and increasingly cruel. The beatings made the heart bloody and bloody, and it was almost impossible to supply blood to the whole body.
"What's going on? Poisoned?" When Tang Yan tried to step out of the island with both feet, he felt a faint feeling of desolation amid the severe pain in his heart, as if he suddenly felt particularly lonely and helpless.
"Buddha's Seal! Buddha's Heart! Protect yourself!" Tang Yan gritted his teeth and recited Buddhist sutras silently, trying to suppress the strange emotional confusion. However, the further he moved forward, the more desolate he felt, and at the same time, the feeling of severe pain and boredom became stronger.
Tang Yan was breathing rapidly, feeling dizzy, and the severe pain in his chest made him bend over.
One step, two steps, three steps... after ten steps...
A kind of resentful emotion began to surge, combined with pain and desolation, making him extremely irritable. The grievances and torture he had suffered over the years emerged uncontrollably in his mind, and the negative aspects were infinitely magnified.
He began to hate, began to resent, and even hated his relatives and friends around him.
Tang Yan was breathing heavily, frowning, staring coldly at the sea ahead.
what happened?
What happened?
Tang Yan looked back at the island, then at the sea. After a while, he moved forward again, taking one step at a time. The severe pain and negative emotions did not weaken, but became more intense. He was like a wounded beast, carrying a huge mountain on his back.
His face was blue and purple in pain, his eyes were red in pain, his legs were trembling, and his back was hunched. He was stubborn, struggling, and kept moving forward. Every step forward seemed to drain out his strength, and he became more and more negative.
Emotions began to invade, welling up from the deepest part of my heart and spreading throughout the body.
"Wow." Tang Yan roared suddenly, like a trapped beast roaring in pain, his blood-red eyes trembling vigorously, as if he was on the verge of collapse.
He tried his best to take the twenty-fifth step, but in the end he was still unable to move forward. In dejection, he retreated step by step back to the island.
In just a moment, his mood became clear, and his chest tightness, irritability, desolation, resentment and other emotions completely disappeared. If Tang Yan hadn't been wet with sweat and panting like a serious illness, he would have thought it was done.
A dream.
"Witch, what do you want to play with? Treat me like a toy?" Tang Yan sat slumped on the beach, breathing heavily.
What kind of place is this place? With my own strength and will, I am completely unable to resist, and I gave up in helplessness in just twenty-five steps.
In the trance, there is a feeling of difficulty of contending with the way of heaven.