As soon as one person and one dragon entered, they felt something strange coming from the sacred mountain.
The whole person felt like he had fallen into a steamer, and the heat was unbearable.
Big beads of sweat appeared all over his body, and he fell to the ground with a crackle.
Fortunately for He Xiaotian, the resistance of the Five Elements is extremely high. Besides, he is an expert in playing with fire, so he naturally doesn't care.
It's a pity that Jiaolong is suffering, it is a water creature after all.
He hates high temperatures the most. The sacred mountain is like a steamer. For him, every minute and every second is torture.
"call"
A majestic wind blew past, and the dragon immediately began to tremble all over, its two dragon eyes widened with anger, and its mouth opened wide.
It seemed like he was undergoing some kind of torture, the pain was unbearable.
"Roar!"
And just when it couldn't help roaring, a sharp pain hit its tongue.
He almost fell into coma and fell to the ground.
"How"
He Xiaotian asked concernedly, but he felt as if his tongue was being pulled out with pliers.
That kind of pain is simply unbearable.
Thanks to him practicing "Dharma's Twelve Levels of Golden Bell - Level 1", relying on the attributes of pain -60% and injury -15%, he felt unbearable, which shows how much pain the dragon must be under.
"The wind is not right either. It's like it's made up of countless tiny sharp blades. It's like the torture of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. Where is this place? It's so weird." He Xiaotian felt that he should try his best to communicate with Jiaolong with his eyes, although he could
Bear the pain of pulling out your tongue. But if you can avoid it, why suffer that pain?
The dragon's huge head looked back, its two big watery eyes looking at its master.
It seems to be saying, boss, can you let me out?
He Xiaotian responded with a smile.
"hiss"
Jiaolong shuddered violently. He had seen such a smile countless times in the small pond.
Each time it suffered a critical blow, its face was covered in blood after being beaten, and it was unconscious for several days.
Therefore, Jiaolong decisively turned his head away, not daring to continue making eye contact.
It would rather suffer torture than come into close contact with his fists.
I grit my teeth despite the punishment, but I can still survive it.
But with fists, if you use too much force, you will have to die.
He Xiaotian looked at the dragon flying seriously and hard, and nodded proudly.
The recent training results have been impressive.
Didn't you see the wild and untamable dragon, and he was able to calm it down with a smile?
In fact, He Xiaotian is still waiting to harvest it and then use it as a coolie to transport it out.
How much fighting and killing ruins the scenery?
He is a good young man of the new century, so he is not so bloody!
If gaining experience points by killing enemies is more profitable than selling to scavengers, he probably won't think so.
To put it bluntly, it is all driven by interests.
Flying in the air with one person and one dragon is not that much of a hardship.
What is truly miserable are those who enter the sacred mountain on foot.
Soon after the first group of people entered the mountain, it was basically cold.
After entering, every step you take feels like you are stepping into a pit filled with countless magic weapons.
Every step you take will be punctured.
The key is that there is no physical damage at all, but the pain is really unbearable.
No matter what method they use, they will ignore it and inflict torture on you.
If you want to move forward, you can only grit your teeth and grit your teeth.
As soon as the breeze blows, the torture of being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts is almost made to make people cry for father and mother.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but accidentally touched the trunk of a big gray tree.
Immediately afterwards, the whole person roared and burned violently into a human-shaped torch.
A team of dozens of people were almost dead after only walking a hundred meters.
The human-shaped torch was unwilling to give in. When he saw a pool of water not far away, he quickly jumped over.
As a result, everyone saw a scene they would never forget.
When the flames touched the pond water, the entire torch jumped more than ten meters high.
Then a pool of ashes fell to the ground.
The remaining people who were alive immediately collapsed when they saw this.
Is this damn mountain called the Holy Mountain?
Hell is just like this!
They turned back the way they came, but unfortunately the surrounding area had long been surrounded by blood mist.
After the few survivors plunged in, they couldn't even hum. They decomposed straightforwardly and turned into tiny particles that blended into the bloody mist.
It seems that after absorbing several cultivators from the Nether World, the color of the mist becomes more intense.
The people and horses who had not yet entered at the foot of the mountain hesitated slightly after seeing the fog.
But thinking of the various legends about the sacred mountain in the underworld, they gritted their teeth and left!
Something strange happened when they were still one meter away from the blood mist.
The mist dispersed on its own initiative, making way for those who wanted to enter the sacred mountain to open up a road to the sky.
After they drilled in, they merged on their own.
You can only enter, not exit!
As soon as the team entered the sacred mountain, they discovered a dead body a hundred meters away.
All of them looked painful, but there were no wounds on their bodies.
"Damn it," one of them cursed secretly, but as soon as he uttered these two words, his tongue felt an indescribable pain. "Ah"
The miserable howl was followed by even more intense pain.
Then he died of pain under the gaze of his companions.
A group of people looked pale and didn't even dare to swallow.
Some timid and not very strong people turned around and wanted to leave.
I thought that the blood mist would disperse again, leaving a way out.
But he never expected that when he was one meter away from the mist, these things would pounce on him.
In the eyes of the crowd who stood there without daring to move, he was instantly decomposed into nutrients.
There is no way out.
The only option is to bite the bullet and climb the mountain!
He Xiaotian controls the dragon and has a flying world. They are very fast.
In just a short moment, they had already reached the mountainside.
There is a white color here, which is different from the gray at the foot of the mountain.
High-temperature cooking takes it to the next level, as if you are in a frying pan and have to endure the pain of cooking with strong oil all the time.
Jiaolong felt that the meat on his body was almost cooked, but He Xiaotian remained unchanged.
"The Twelve Levels of Bodhidharma - The First Level" helped him a lot.
Pain -60% is not just a show off.
No wonder people say that Bodhidharma is invulnerable to water and fire, and people don't care about this pain at all.
The Insect King on the other side, compared to the first two destroyed teams, shuttled through the mountains and forests very calmly.
The symbol of reaching the pinnacle of the ninth level is to turn all the body into energy.
Unlike elementalization, which cannot be maintained at all times. Energeticization can not only be maintained at any time, but also brings a special design without any weaknesses in the whole body.
Even if someone penetrates the head and heart, it will still be fine and the strength will not be damaged.
At critical moments, it can even actively detonate its energy-enhanced body to unleash an attack power that transcends boundaries.
Of course, no one is willing to play like this unless it is absolutely necessary.
Generally, those at the peak of ninth level will not fight to the death with opponents of the same level.
People of this class are extremely peaceful with each other and rarely kill.
After all, if you risk your life, it will be equivalent to ruining many years of hard work, and no one wants to do that.
So these torture winds, high temperatures, etc., are nothing more than childishness to the Insect King, a fourth-level trans-limiter who breaks the boundaries of his head, limbs, and torso.
Regarding the sacred mountain, Daming City has not very detailed information.
It's not too detailed, but they know very little about the entire mountain, and it's not very clear.
The details are that for those who don’t know anything about Netherworld, Daming City knows a lot.
Moreover, for the city lords belonging to the Daming City forces, the main material they used to create their immortal bodies was an ancient corpse excavated from the sacred mountain.
Every time the Insect King thought about what the person who had discovered that he could become immortal by devouring the flesh of an ancient corpse had done to the corpse, he felt a surge in his stomach.
Even though he is just a bug player, he sounds more disgusting than anyone else.
In fact, he is a mysophobic patient.
During this trip to the sacred mountain, he asked King Ming for two treasures, both of which were excavated from his body by Ming City.
One of them is the restraint, which can be large or small.
After wearing it, it can restrain all the strength of a person within it.
After reading through ancient books, it seems that this thing is an abnormal item used by some strong men to restrain their mounts.
It is said to be the product of a certain large sect and was once mass-produced.
He imprisoned a large number of powerful demons and became their mounts.
The other piece is the Demon Subduing Chain.
It is engraved with confusing symbols.
King Ming taught him the formula. He only needs to tie up a person or an animal and recite: "! Bo Mo Lin Tuo Ning, Suo Po He."
The iron chains will release flashes of thunder, piercing into the skin and flesh of the person being bound, and even torturing the person's bones.
No matter how powerful you are, you have to keep your head down and act like a dog.
The Insect King touched the two aura items on his waist and couldn't help but smile.
Damn this world, you wait for me.
I will definitely raise you like a dog, torture you and whip you all day long.
Arriving at the mountainside, the Insect King is no longer going up.
Because that part of the mountain top was completely dark.
It seemed like something terrible was brewing.
According to the records of Daming City, after entering the black area, it is like a mud cow sinking into the sea and disappearing without a trace.
In order to take revenge, I can only take a detour.
And if you want to travel between the underworld and the real world, you must take a detour in the black area near the top of the mountain.
It won't work anywhere else.
On the other side, the dragon under the black area of the flying knife refused to continue.
Even if He Xiaotian raised his huge fist, it would not obey.
He has the attitude of accepting his fate.
'never mind.'
Although he was a little angry, he did not force Jiaolong.
This thing is much more powerful than a BMW, how can you be willing to kill it so easily?
He Xiaotian decided to take a detour.
Anyway, I'm not here to explore and hunt for treasures, so I might as well just go around to the Netherworld and block people.
Come and beat one, come two and beat one.
After a while, we came to a land of ripples.
As long as you pass through, you can reach the present world or the ethereal world.
And He Xiaotian looked through the ripples, his eyes showing a look of surprise.
The Insect King on the other side, who was about to pass through, also felt the centipede aura he had cultivated by vomiting blood.
In an instant, I met love around the corner, but that was it.