Xiaoshuang was just guessing. She felt that Luo Zheng was not willing to reveal his identity, so naturally she would not ask.
As the two of them get closer and closer to the first line, the pressure continues to increase.
Even Xiaoshuang felt the pressure from the front.
Looking at Luo Zheng in front, he is still standing in front like an iron tower, and he is slightly surprised in his heart.
No matter how shallow Luo Zheng's knowledge is, this guy is already very strong without relying on soul pills to get here!
"Wow, wow..."
Just when Luo Zheng rushed to the front alone, those who had been wandering around also urged their true meaning boats to come closer and followed Xiaoshuang closely.
Someone is opening the way in front, and the people behind will relieve some of the pressure. This is the idea of these people.
Soon, more than a dozen Zhenyi boats connected one after another and turned into a long dragon, rushing towards the first section of the line.
When there are still hundreds of feet away from a line, Shuo Feng is surprisingly powerful.
It is said that the convection of the sea of true meaning on both sides of a line produces such a powerful shoofeng.
"call……"
These new winds blow against Yang Soul, like fine needles pricking Luo Zheng's body.
"It is indeed more difficult for a Yang soul to cross the sea of true meaning than for a physical body..."
Luo Zheng was also clenching his teeth at this moment.
In fact, the difficulty of crossing the sea of true meaning with the body is not easier than that of Yang Hun. If one uses the ancient god's cultivation method and practices to the extreme to cross the sea of true meaning, it may be even more difficult than that of Yang Hun. In ancient times, how many people were trying to attack a line?
Lost their lives in the sea? Countless people were directly burned to ashes by the Red Sea...
It's just that Luo Zheng's physical body is far beyond the ordinary, so he can safely cross a section of the sea of true meaning.
When they broke into a distance of one hundred feet, those who followed behind had already taken out soul pills and fed them into their mouths.
Yang Hun, who was originally a little sluggish due to the cold wind, suddenly regained his vitality after replenishing the power of his soul.
Some people don't have enough soul pills, so they take three or four pills in a row.
There was also a person who had too few soul pills. After taking one, he could only rely on his willpower to hold on.
At ninety feet...
Luo Zheng still has no intention of swallowing the soul pill. Although doing so is dangerous, he still wants to see how long he can last.
At eighty feet...
Some people in this long fleet could no longer support themselves.
One person shouted: "I, I can't survive, I'm turning back now!"
As he spoke, he drove his boat out of the fleet, followed the trend, and quickly moved away from the line.
This is not the first time for most people to hit a line. Many people have gone through countless attempts before they succeed, and many people have died in the sea of true meaning in the process of hitting a line.
Seventy feet...
Luo Zheng only felt that his mouth was dry and his whole body was cold.
Naturally, the body of the Yang Soul will not have a dry mouth. These are just hallucinations caused by strong pressure.
Xiaoshuang also did not swallow the soul pill, and also persisted.
In fact, it is not difficult for Xiaoshuang to pass a certain line. With the protection of her soul magic weapon, crossing a certain line is as easy as playing.
But seeing Luo Zheng gritting his teeth and persisting, she also had an idea in her heart, wanting to see who was more powerful between her and Luo Zheng's Yang Soul...
So Xiaoshuang did not swallow the soul pill, and gritted his teeth like Luo Zheng.
Fifty feet...
At this distance, six people could no longer hold on and left the fleet.
Others continued to swallow the soul pills, but the power added by the soul pills was quickly exhausted under the dual pressure of Shuo Feng and the sea of true meaning.
"Ahhhh..."
At this moment, a man held his head and howled in pain.
Under the tremendous pressure, the man went crazy, and his boat of truth began to crack.
"Brother Chen, quickly cast the Illusion-Breaking Curse and leave here!"
"Your original intention has been lost, and even the boat of your true intention has been shattered!"
"Oops, he can't hear our voices anymore..."
The crazy man could no longer turn the boat back and cast the illusion-breaking spell to leave the sea of true meaning.
"Click..."
The entire true meaning boat cracked directly from it, and his Yang Soul body fell directly into the sea of true meaning.
The moment the Yang Soul comes into contact with the sea water, it is like white snow meeting the sun. It melts away in an instant and ceases to exist...
"Another one died in the sea of truth..."
Xiaoshuang pursed her lips, watching this scene, her heart was beating fast.
She knew that countless people died in the sea of truth, but what she heard and what she saw with her own eyes were completely different things.
Luo Zheng stood on the bow of the ship, his expression never changing at all.
Of course he knew what happened next, but he had experienced many disasters in his life and had seen too many such things.
Martial arts, Shinto, the other side...
Every time you take a step forward, countless lives will perish.
Those who perish in the universe are only secondary creatures, but secondary creatures are also living beings, with their own wisdom and souls. What is the difference between these people in the divine realm and those in the mother world?
The stronger the pressure he faces, the more stable Luo Zheng's true intention becomes.
His Yang Soul is like a rock, standing motionless on the boat of true meaning with his feet, wholeheartedly urging the boat of true meaning to go against the waves!
Thirty feet...
The clear dividing line in the distance is now in sight.
"I don't plan to swallow the soul pill yet!"
Xiaoshuang clenched her teeth tightly, her stubbornness became so strong that it was difficult to suppress it, even if she didn't swallow a soul pill.
In the mother world, a palace maid hurriedly rushed out of the splendid palace, calling anxiously: "It's not good, it's not good, Your Highness Lingshuang... Your Highness Lingshuang seems to be suffering a great deal."
Disaster!"
After the palace maid called, three streams of light flew towards the palace.
"Shuang'er has just entered the sea of true meaning. Let alone one line, no one in the three lines can threaten her. What nonsense are you talking about!" After the leader's golden light flashed, a burly figure scolded among them.
"Lao Wu, let's go in and take a look first!" In another golden light, there was a tall and beautiful woman.
The remaining golden light said nothing and rushed directly into the palace.
The three of them looked over together, and their expressions suddenly changed.
In the center of the palace, a woman sat cross-legged.
This woman is elegant and refined, and naturally exudes a spirit of lightness. Her eyebrows, lips, eyes, and nose are as perfect as those drawn with a fairy brush. Her whole person is like jade, and half of it is natural, with no flaw to be found.
Just as the palace maid said, Ling Shuang's body was trembling, and her face was extremely ugly. Her silver teeth bit her pink lips, and bright red blood flowed out from the corners of Ling Shuang's mouth.
"What's going on? She's only within a line. Even if she hits a line, she should activate the Shaman Soul Necklace to protect herself!" the burly man said anxiously. (To be continued)