The little guy is always innocent.
As his spiritual power recovered, Yang Ning dared to move his body. Everything about space was unknown. Just knowing about the Rolling Stone Beast made Yang Ning's heart tremble. And this world that seemed to have clear space, Still full of more unknowns.
Rumble…
Just as Yang Ning was about to move and prepare to land, there was a sudden noise in the sandy swamp above his head.
Did Rolling Stone follow?
Apart from this explanation, there are no other surprises.
I saw ripples appearing in the sandy swamp that was originally floating at the top of this space, spreading to all directions.
The extremely dark Rolling Stone Beast finally revealed its true appearance, following the force of gravity, it came to this clear space.
Rumble…
These were four rolling stone beasts. Yang Ning felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Not long ago, a genius from Lingdu Academy was cannibalized by the rolling stone beasts because he could not dodge. Yang Ning shuddered at the thought of that kind of cruelty.
Yang Ning could only run away again. There was no other way. The sword could not break through, and the attack was ineffective. Even now, there is still no way to know where the flaw is. Such a stone beast cannot break through at all.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Little Qilin seemed to be very curious, probing his head from time to time, looking at the surrounding space.
The gravity of this space seems to be greater than the one above. Fortunately, Yang Ning has already adapted to this gravity in the college. Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do in this situation?
The figure was stable and he ran all the way. As Yang Ning went deeper, the surroundings gradually began to have aura, which seemed to be a completely different world from the gray space just now.
Although the top of the head still looks gray, it does not affect the light in the space, reflecting the space and making the colors bright.
"That's not right." Yang Ning seemed to have discovered something while moving forward. His eyes kept looking forward, because the rolling stone beast chasing behind him seemed to be gradually slowing down, and the sensational sound of rolling down was gradually weakening.
Finally, after Yang Ning entered this space and advanced for nearly ten miles, the rolling stone beast behind him stopped.
And in front of Yang Ning, without any warning, a palace appeared.
"Zhenwu Hall?" Yang Ning looked solemnly and recognized the name above the hall in front of him, but his heart was already in turmoil.
Emperor Zhenwu, a very ancient name, is occasionally recorded in some ancient books in Central China. This is also the name that Yang Ning saw in the ancient books of the Split Sky family.
"What is the relationship between this Zhenwu Palace and that Zhenwu Emperor?" Yang Ning murmured to himself, and he was even more guessing.
Being able to be called the Great Emperor is an existence that is infinitely close to the Lingshan Realm. There are even rumors that the reason why he is called the Great Emperor is that he has successfully broken through the Lingshan Realm and become a true alien. No, it should be said that Immortal is more accurate. .
Could it be said that this is a fairy palace?
Yang Ning doesn't know.
The magnificent hall, as Yang Ning continued to approach, felt its power even more powerful. At this moment, as far as the eye could see, there was still nearly a kilometer away from the hall, but Yang Ning found that his steps had begun to feel difficult. .
Standing above people and overlooking the mountains, this is an immortal.
In Yang Ning's heart, this feeling became clearer and clearer.
wrong.
Yang Ning suddenly felt that there seemed to be an undetectable shaking in his sea of consciousness.
"yes……"
Yang Ning's legs suddenly went weak and she almost fell to her knees.
No wonder the Rolling Stone Beast stopped chasing. Such pressure alone was enough to scare people away.
But Yang Ning did not stop. As Yang Ning followed up, the shaking feeling in the sea of consciousness became stronger and stronger.
"What's going on?" Yang Ning's expression changed, because he had begun to lose control of his steps.
Could it be said that one's own foundation is going to leave the body?
No, this is impossible. Such a method cannot be achieved by human power at all, even if the cultivation level reaches the sky, it will not work.
The only explanation is that there is something in the sea of consciousness that is attracted to the hall, which causes this situation to occur.
But what is it?
Yang Ning's feet became increasingly difficult, and Yang Ning even felt that her body was being squeezed.
This kind of coercion has gone beyond the scope of building a mountain.
But at this moment, he was still nearly 800 meters away from the main hall.
But Yang Ning still couldn't stop, but it was a call from the depths of the sea of consciousness.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Little Qilin was also restless and kept making bursts of sounds to indicate his premonition. At the same time, a small claw kept pointing at the main hall in front.
As he continued to get closer, Yang Ning finally understood why this space was so bright.
Above the main hall, the three words "Zhenwu Palace" were shining with golden light. As the golden light around them weakened, the space became brighter.
A simple and vicissitudes of life gradually emerged.
"So strong!" Even though Yang Ning had stood on top of the world in his previous life, he had never felt like this before, and he had never felt such an aura anywhere.
"What kind of breath is this?"
Yang Ning has arrived at the boundary five hundred meters away from the main hall.
Yang Ning only felt that her body was about to be crushed, and her whole body seemed to be out of her control, but her feet still couldn't stop, and the feeling like a calling in the sea of consciousness became clearer and clearer.
Yang Ning's body seemed to be evolving subtly under this pressure. A touch that was almost baptism became stronger as Yang Ning continued to advance.
Yang Ning released his sword intent, and the three-foot space was compressed on the surface of his body.
"No, if this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach this so-called Zhenwu Palace, and I will be crushed by this unparalleled pressure."
Yang Ning felt the seriousness. Although the physical body is still being baptized, there will always be a limit. If it exceeds a certain limit, the physical body will be truly damaged.
Limit is the key. Once it is exceeded, it will be irreversible.
Yang Ning couldn't help but cast her eyes on the little Qilin on her shoulder.
"Uh-huh-huh..." Feeling his master's gaze, the little Qilin responded.
"Little guy, how about a drop of blood?" Yang Ning could only take the idea of Xiao Qilin and use the blood of the holy beast to force his body to continuously strengthen. Only in this way can he hope to survive this crisis.
"Uh-huh..." Little Qilin seemed completely unaffected by the pressure of Zhenwu Palace. He pointed at Zhenwu Palace with his little paw, looking a little confused.
"Just one drop." Yang Ning is not greedy for more. Yang Ning has already experienced the power of the blood of the holy beast. Last time, if it were not for the opportunity of breakthrough, it would be difficult for him to survive the baptism of the blood of the holy beast.
Yang Ning's sword body has been completed, but it is too difficult to perfect it. A drop of the blood of the holy beast will definitely not be able to do it, but if you add the pressure around you...
Yang Ning had a hint of expectation.
The strength of his physical body will allow Yang Ning to perform more powerful sword skills, especially the sword drawing and sword breaking techniques, which will infinitely amplify the power.
However, Yang Ning had no time to take care of this, because his feet were already only 400 meters away from the main hall.
There were even cracks in the sword body, and the chaotic sword intent was running rampant, breaking away from the restraints of the sword body and beginning to bite back on itself.
"Uh-huh-huh..."
Yang Ning looked at the little Qilin and lightly touched the little Qilin's claws with his sword.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
A small paw kept swaying, as if refusing, more like saying, it can't be like this anymore.
Yang Ning smiled bitterly. Although this little Qilin can't speak human words yet, the holy beast has channeled spirits, but he still seems a little dissatisfied with the loss of blood essence.
As the blood of the holy beast rolled down the tip of the sword and fell into Yang Ning's hand, a heartbreaking pain immediately hit him.
The previous time, because I was in a coma, I was not very clear about the pain, but this time I felt it clearly.
Like flames burning, eating away; like flames burning the body, biting...
"Ah..." On the surface of Yang Ning's body, the green shirt instantly shattered, and a fierce fire continued to spread outward under the surface of the body.
The blood of a holy beast is very domineering, otherwise it would not have the name of a holy beast.
The violent flames seemed to be completely out of control and were constantly eroding Yang Ning's body.
Ling Tianjue continued to repair his body, but there were still some shortcomings. More and more bright red blood followed Yang Ning's footsteps, staining the long road behind him red.
"ah……"
The whole space seemed to be reverberating.
The road is full of blood, and the overwhelming power overwhelms Ling Tian.
If you want to reach the top, search the endless sky.
Being able to endure what is beyond your reach is the path to true strength.
The words of his master in his previous life kept echoing in Yang Ning's mind. This was also his belief that he could become a strong man in his previous life. But this life is different. Because of care and longing, this path will be more determined.
"Must... survive... get through..."
Blood seeped out between Yang Ning's teeth, and Ling Tian Jue was operating to the extreme, constantly repairing his body, but the baptism of the holy fire was even more domineering.
Yang Ning's mind was burning and her soul was on fire...
"Star Spirit Suppression." Yang Ning had no choice but to use the power of the stars to keep herself awake and continue to complete her transformation in the flames.
The pace is still moving forward, and the pressure has increased countless times.
As we continued to get closer, the three characters "Zhenwu Palace" became clearer and clearer. We could vaguely see that in the center of the three characters, there was a silhouette standing and staring.
"Is that Emperor Zhenwu?" Yang Ning didn't know why, but always associated this hall with Emperor Zhenwu, and always felt that the two were inextricably linked.
Perhaps it's because of the ancient nature of the breath.
Yang Ning subconsciously kept stuffing holy crystals into his mouth, and the spiritual power was supplemented by the operation of Lingtian Jue, which was continuously blessed on the physical body for continuous recovery.
Three hundred meters...
Two hundred and fifty meters...
Keep getting closer.
Finally, at a hundred meters, Yang Ning stopped.
At this moment, Yang Ning was already covered in blood. A long trail of blood spread behind his feet, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.
The holy fire is still burning on the body surface, but the three-foot sword intent around Yang Ning has been squeezed on the body surface by the coercion and cannot be released. The messy sword intent is even consumed by the coercion.
"Emperor Zhenwu?" Yang Ning finally saw the figure from behind. It looked illusory, and he could only see a blurry image, which was not real.
no respond.
The back figure is still stopping and staring, with the green shirt floating in the wind and long hair tied high, just out of reach.
"Is it true?" Yang Ning asked himself more than once, and the only response he received was "Uh-huh-huh" on his shoulder.
Yang Ning smiled bitterly, her smile a little sad.
At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt that something seemed to be separated in his sea of consciousness, and the miniature Two Worlds Mountain continued to shake and cracks appeared.
"Pfft..." Essence and blood spurted out.
Yang Ning was unprecedentedly weak.
how so?
The gray-yellow energy at his base actually broke away from his base and flew out.
