Time continues to pass, and in the eyes of ordinary Xuanjian Sect disciples, everything is as usual.
Occasionally, battle reports came from the vast watery sea in the east, but they had little to do with them!
They are still practicing crazily: comprehending the moves recorded in various magical scrolls, trying to gain more fortune and enlightenment in the Hengjian Pavilion, competing with each other and correcting each other on the battlefield, just to make progress...
Some of the elite disciples of Xuanjian Sect with higher strength have already been arranged to enter different caves.
They can get more and longer time there than in the outside world to practice various combat skills and group attack and group defense tactics.
As for the new disciples who have just joined, they even feel that time passes too fast and that they have not gained anything every day. How come one day has passed by?
But unlike these people, many people in Xuanjian Sect and Hengmeng League are becoming more and more uneasy.
They are all living like a year...
In seven days, Nie Yong didn't know how many ordinary axes he had used. Anyway, he had used his mortal body to chop out more firewood than ten houses could hold.
He did this because only when he was exhausted and exhausted could he fall into a deep sleep and avoid the increasingly uneasy speculation in his heart like a devil.
In the same seven days, Baili Yi had practiced herself to the point of complete exhaustion and fainting fourteen times. In doing so, she seemed to be just like Nie Yong, just wanting to use unconscious fainting to help herself get some kind of escape.
In these seven days, Li Shanshan lost her mind so many times and broke so many cups she once held in her hand...
It was the solemn and uneasy look she showed several times in the meeting hall that finally made everyone else in the meeting hall solemn and uneasy!
Nie Ling is even worse...
She unexpectedly heard that some disciples would go to a small town not far from Xuanjian Peak to kneel down and worship a certain golden sculpture before they were about to accept some kind of assessment. After they came back, most of them actually
All passed the assessment.
So she went there quietly once. She wanted to pray for her third brother in front of the statue that was said to be miraculous!
As a result, after she got there after the disguise, she was about to kneel down and worship devoutly, only to realize that the sculpture was actually her third brother without the disguise!
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Seven days to go!
Nie Heng's soul is still sighing quietly in the picturesque scenery. Judging from the breath between his mouth and nose, his strength has reached the realm of the second realm of ethereal!
If he leaves here like this and ends this dream, once he merges with his physical body, his strength will definitely be at the level of the second realm, or even reach the peak of the second realm!
But he continues...
What he sacrificed at the beginning was a hundred-year dream. How can he wake up before the hundred years come?
It's a pity that his own body has fallen deeper and deeper into the calamity of death!
Or maybe although he predicted that such a catastrophe would come, he was already prepared to deal with it, so he chose a dream for a hundred years instead of a dream for ten years at the beginning!
And he knows very well that only the hundred-year dream path can help him obtain the power he expected!
Ten years of dreaming?
useless!
Even any dream path that is less than a hundred years old is not enough and useless!
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Time continued to pass, and on the fifteenth day of Nie Heng's retreat, Li Shanshan finally collapsed.
She was not injured, but had a high fever that did not go away. Even Kong Mingzi was very anxious: an ordinary fever and headache could be so severe.
Later, Kong Mingzi thought about it and finally understood: This was not a real fever and headache, but a mental loss caused by Li Shanshan being worried about a certain guy's safety and being too anxious.
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On the sixteenth day, Baili Yi ended her torturous practice, and because she practiced hard in the cave, in fact, her fifteen days of hard practice would have been half a year in the outside world.
She came to Nie Ling's courtyard haggardly, and when she saw Nie Ling, she cried exhausted and fell into Nie Ling's arms.
Nie Ling comforted and took care of her, only to realize that Xiaoyi, who was fifteen years old, already had the strength of the Martial Master level!
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On the seventeenth day, Kong Mingzi had just cured Li Shanshan and Baili Yi, and when he returned to the cave in Danzitang, he suddenly frowned: "Who?"
He noticed that an extremely powerful spiritual power wave flashed past.
It's a pity that he only noticed it. Not only did his divine consciousness have no time to push it to the extreme, but even if his divine consciousness was pushed to the extreme, he might not be able to keep up with the opponent.
He could only think about it carefully, then frowned and said: "The Qinglong clone actually moved... It seems that the young sect leader is really in danger!"
Yes, the Qinglong clone that Nie Heng left deep in Yaoxian Castle moved and left Yaoxian Castle and the cave of Danzitang.
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A few days later, all the disciples in Hengjian Pavilion were suddenly shocked at a certain moment. At that moment, they all seemed to feel the terrifying power of heaven suddenly appeared on the top...
This power of heaven is really so powerful that it seems like just one thought can crush all of them in Hengjian Pavilion to death.
then……
Elder Mingdao stood up and looked towards the mountain behind Xuanjian Peak, his eyebrows trembling: "That aura just now was Heng'er? Could it be... the sword spirit clone? Does Heng'er need the help of the sword spirit clone?"
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It turns out that Nie Heng dared to choose Yi Meng Hundred Years directly because his two clones were both in Xuanjian Sect.
He knew that even if his own soul and soul had completely left his body, and the connection between the soul and soul and his body would be completely cut off by the Dream Dao technique, wouldn't there still be a clone?
Once the physical body falls into the calamity of death, the clone will definitely notice it and will come over as soon as possible!
It is precisely for this reason that Nie Heng's Qinglong clone came not long ago, and it merged into the physical body of the original deity just after it came here.
In this way, the physical body that had just been in danger due to the complete collapse of the Tiandao Golden Body was finally protected by a clone in the hellish cold.
It's a pity that this kind of protection only lasted for a few days. After a few days, the Qinglong clone was already overwhelmed!
With the golden body of Heavenly Dao destroyed and the "Tianluo Earthen Curse" disappearing, the Qinglong clone can only carry the changes of the seasons that have been accumulated for hundreds of years.
He is being tempered, forged, impacted, and bombarded all the time. In addition, the thunder punishment that cannot be dissipated and accumulates like the thunder of heaven, all of which has made him almost collapse.
The Qinglong clone couldn't bear it anymore, so the Sword Spirit clone left Hengjian Pavilion and came here!
His arrival allowed Nie Heng's two clones and his original body to merge into one again.
But even so, only three more days have passed, and the situation has become extremely bad again!
Nie Heng's body began to disintegrate visibly to the naked eye. Sometimes it was partially destroyed by burning, sometimes it was partially destroyed by freezing. Coupled with the rapid change of hot and cold, such destruction became more and more obvious and frequent.
"This power... I can't resist with the power of my clone!"
Nie Heng was awake, his clone had the same soul and will as him, and he knew that he was on the verge of death...
Once the physical body collapses, the art of dreaming cannot be ended. For the real Nie Heng, it will trap himself in his own dream, with no possibility of waking up.
At that time, the Qinglong clone may be defeated, and the Sword Spirit clone may be integrated into Hengjian Pavilion and become the sword slave of Hengjian Pavilion.
"I can only try your strength!"
Continuing to resist the terrifying thunder blast, Nie Heng's eyes flashed with cold light like swords, and he finally released the fragment of the scroll.
One of the fragments called "Scroll of Haotian"...
Rumble…
But the moment he took out the "Scroll of Haotian" with one thought, the surroundings suddenly changed dramatically: complete darkness suddenly descended!
At the same time, a mysterious voice sounded: "No sound, no life; no color, no light!"