Chapter five hundred and eighteen extreme battlefield
The Tobu Thirteen Limits are thirteen extreme trials. In total, they are thirteen levels, and each level is more difficult to pass than the last.
The location of the Tobu Thirteenth Limit is on the middle of the Tobu Sacred Mountain, adjacent to the Valley of the Gods and the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.
There are many trial places in the Dongwu Immortal Sect. There are all kinds of trial venues. The Valley of the Gods, the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the Tobu Thirteen Limits only account for a small part of the trial grounds of the Tobu Immortal Sect.
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Ever since the Tobu Immortal Sect established the Tobu Thirteen Limits as a trial place, there has been only one person in history who can pass through the Thirteen Limits in one go, and that is the peerless mad god of that time, who was Li Kuang's previous life.
This time, he came to explore the Tobu Thirteenth Limit again. For him, this was just a revisit to his old place.
The moment he stepped into the gate of the first limit, the scenery in front of him changed drastically. All he could see was a stretch of yellow sand in front, back, left, and right.
This is the first limit of Tobu's Thirteen Limits, thousands of miles of yellow sand.
"It's still the same..."
Li Kuang thought.
It is not difficult to pass this level, it is not easy to say it is easy. It mainly tests the tester's state of mind and will. If you really can't bear it, just crush the jade talisman you received at the entrance and you will be teleported out immediately.
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Among these thousands of miles of yellow sand, Li Kuang is the only one in the world.
Almost everyone who enters this thousands of miles of yellow sand for the first time will feel scared and lonely. Some people can't hold it for an hour and crush the jade talisman.
"call!"
At this moment, Li Kuang heard the news.
"The wind is blowing."
Li Kuang stood amidst the thousands of miles of yellow sand, with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
At this time, not far in front of him, he saw a puff of smoke rising into the sky, like a big yellow dragon dancing in the air. It was a salon roll.
Soon, nine salon rolls appeared around Li Kuang. The thousands of miles of yellow sand that had been extremely calm a moment ago were now billowing with dust, covering the sky and the sun.
The nine salon scrolls gradually moved towards Li Kuang.
If it were an ordinary person who suddenly encountered such a drastic change, he would have been frightened. But Li Kuang is the rebirth of a peerless mad god. What scene has he not seen before?
He still stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression still calm.
Nine salons were moving around him. The powerful tornado blew his clothes and made his long hair dance wildly. However, he was actually a sacred mountain collapsing in front of his eyes without changing his expression. He seemed to completely ignore these nine salons.
The same volume.
"This little guy is very calm!"
Dongwu Xianzong, on the top of Dongwu Mountain, in a quiet room behind the Dongwu Hall, the sect leader Wu Hongdao is sitting cross-legged on a futon. In the void in front of him, there is a light group that looks like a bright mirror, and on the light group
However, the scene of Li Kuang being trapped by the Nine Salon Scrolls in the first limit of the Thirteen Tobu Limits emerged.
Those who have cultivated to the holy realm have already developed magical powers in martial arts.
This water mirror technique is just a small magical power among martial arts magical powers.
In fact, Wu Hongdao, the leader of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, has always been paying attention to Li Kuang.
"It's best for this little beast to die in the Thirteenth Limit to save trouble."
In Yuan Zhentian's training ground, Yuan Zhentian was also peeking at Li Kuang through the water mirror technique.
"Father, this is not something you can say."
Yuan Fenglei, who was waiting on the side, said hurriedly.
Li Kuang is a disciple of Wang Zhongtian, the great elder of the inner sect. It is definitely not a good thing to offend Wang Zhongtian.
You must know that the eight elders of the inner sect of the Dongwu Immortal Sect are the eight strongest among the elders of the inner sect, and the great elder Wang Zhongtian is the first among the eight strongest elders of the inner sect.
In the entire Dongwu Immortal Sect, apart from the sect leader Wu Hongdao and that one, Wang Zhongtian is the strongest.
"I'm just talking here."
Yuan Zhentian stared gloomily at the figure on the water mirror in front of him.
However, at this moment, the image on the water mirror opposite Yuan Zhentian suddenly disappeared, and a white-haired old man appeared on the water mirror.
"Junior Brother Yuan, do you want to talk about life and ideals with a bad old man like me?"
The white-haired old man smiled.
"This..., Senior Brother Wang..."
When Yuan Zhentian saw this man, his old face turned red, and he felt extremely embarrassed. He peeked into Li Kuang's affairs and was caught by Wang Zhongtian.
"Uncle Wang..."
Yuan Fenglei quickly saluted the white-haired old man who appeared above the water mirror.
"Junior Brother Yuan is so free, why don't you come over to my place and have a chat?"
Wang Zhongtian smiled on the water mirror.
"How about I go to your place?"
Wang Zhongtian continued.
"No...no, Senior Brother Wang, I will be in seclusion in the next few days. I still have a lot of things to prepare, so I won't talk to Senior Brother."
As Yuan Zhentian spoke, he waved his right hand, and the light of the water mirror in front of him instantly disappeared into the void.
"Father, this..."
Cold sweat broke out on Yuan Fenglei's forehead.
"Why are you panicking? Does Wang Zhongtian still dare to fall out with me?"
Yuan Zhentian said disapprovingly, but he was also worried in his heart, because offending Wang Zhongtian would not do any good to the entire Yuan family.
Just one Gu Yaoyang has already given Yuan Zhentian a headache. If Wang Zhongtian is added to the mix, Yuan Zhentian will have nothing to play with.
"That guy Yuan Zhentian..."
At this time, in Wang Zhongtian's training place, Wang Zhongtian's face was a little solemn. He did not expect that Yuan Zhentian would actually peek at Li Kuang. A being like Yuan Zhentian would peek at a young monk who had just started.
Losing one's identity.
Wang Zhongtian only has two apprentices, and the Yuan family has a large number of people.
But, so what, in Dongwu Immortal Sect, strength determines everything.
Today, Wang Zhongtian just wants to give Yuan Zhentian a warning. If he wants to touch his disciples, he must be willing to pay the price.
At this time, in the first of the Thirteenth Limit of Tobu, Li Kuang ran into trouble.
The strong wind roared, and nine salon rolls swept towards Li Kuang at the same time. The powerful wind seemed to tear Li Kuang into pieces, and the sand and dust billowed.
However, Li Kuang actually sat down cross-legged at this time and let the nine salon scrolls sweep around his body, but the nine salon scrolls could not touch him.
"Why!"
Li Kuang was a little bored. The Thirteenth Limit of Tobu may be scary to others, but to him, it can only be said to be okay!
Thousands of miles of yellow sand test the concentration of the tester. It was okay for Li Kuang not to move, but if he moved, he would be swept away by the salon roll.
Here, as long as you don't move, you will be safe and sound. After twelve hours, all the strange phenomena in the thousands of miles of yellow sand will automatically disappear.
This level is so easy.
However, who has entered thousands of miles of yellow sand and can remain calm in the face of nine salon rolls!? They are about to run for their lives, but once they start running away, they lose.
Of course, the storm in the thousands of miles of yellow sand would rage for twelve hours. During this time, Li Kuang would sit cross-legged on the ground motionless.
Soon, the yellow sand around him was buried up to his waist.
In less than two hours, Li Kuang was completely buried by the yellow sand.