These strong winds are chaotic and chaotic. They seem to appear wherever they appear, depending on the landing point of each jump. Then they form a range of strong winds, which cooperate with the fireballs in the sky, thus forming an effective obstacle to the practitioners.
Thousands of feet across the wind, not even a drop of it touches the ground.
"It's well-deserved..." As Yang Ning sighed, her steps began to become chaotic.
Although the Swallow Swinging Technique is no longer sufficient, its ability to reach hundreds of meters in an instant allowed Yang Ning to fully utilize it.
Spanning a hundred meters in an instant, Yang Ning dodged the strong wind at his feet, and the fireball fell tilted down.
"It's so dense, there's no way to survive at all..." Yang Ning had no choice but to draw his sword.
Huhu...
Wherever the flames passed, it burned everything, and you could vaguely see it. Wherever it passed, the nothingness left behind was horrifying.
However, when Yang Ning drew his sword this time, he did not use the killing sword as a guide, but used himself as a sword.
The sword body exploded with radiance, faintly tinged with blood.
"Hunyuan sword." Yang Ning used his body as a sword and stabbed himself out.
Yang Ning only felt that countless strong winds were retreating beside his ears, and fireballs were falling like meteors.
But each fireball can only fall behind Yang Ning. Yang Ning's speed at this moment is too fast. Even it can be compared with Bai Xiaosheng's jump just now, but the difference is It's a thousand miles away.
One relies entirely on body skills, while the other uses himself as a sword to stab with sword skills.
Following this stab, Yang Ning finally came within a hundred feet of the sword just as the power of the sword was about to dissipate.
Yang Ning's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the surrounding environment became even worse.
After a hundred feet, there seemed to be various vague barriers between the pillars on both sides. Just now, Yang Ning used his body as a sword with his sword. He could have thrust out a distance of nearly ten feet, but there was no barrier to stop him. Can stop.
Yang Ning stared at the barrier in front of him, took advantage of the gap, touched it lightly with his fingers, and found that there was no obstacle. However, when he wanted to pass through at extremely fast speeds, thousands of pulling forces were generated to stop him.
"A hundred feet is the interval, do we have to stop?" Yang Ning became more and more interested in Lingfengdu. The design was so unique that it could be said that it was the only one in history.
Yang Ning had to slow down and began to pass through the barrier with his feet at walking speed, but the strong wind immediately grew.
"There is no way to survive at all..." Yang Ning had no choice but to use his strongest defense, the body-protecting true aura plus three feet of space, and his feet.
Huhu...
Yang Ning felt that things under his feet seemed to be dissipating, especially the three-foot space, which was being annihilated bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hold on, hold on..." Yang Ning gritted his teeth and used the abnormality of Ling Tian Jue to continuously maintain the three-foot space.
With the sword intent lingering, Yang Ning finally passed through the barrier, but just above Yang Ning's head, nearly ten fireballs had gathered at this moment.
"Fuck..."
Thousands of mythical beasts rushed past Yao Xinhen's head.
Yang Ning's expression changed and he couldn't help but uttered foul language. He didn't expect that in less than two breaths, he could gather such power.
Yang Ning turned into sword light and flew out again.
This is a life and death crisis. Once surrounded by these nearly ten fireballs, I am afraid that I will be overwhelmed instantly.
No wonder, the third true disciple of Qingyue Sect at that time would be wrapped in a fireball, but it also made Yang Ning pay attention to this third true disciple, because the third true disciple at that time actually relied on his own strength. Qingyue resisted the power of the fireball.
The third true disciple is well-deserved.
Yang Ning thought of the grudges he had with the Qingyue Sect. As long as the Qingyue Sect didn't cause trouble for him, there was no need for Yang Ning to be an enemy of the Qingyue Sect.
I hope they don't open their eyes.
Yang Ning shot nearly fifty feet away in an instant, and the strong wind behind him was chasing and forcing Yang Ning.
Yang Ning took a breath and did not dare to stop at all. Although the strong wind could resist it, it only interfered with his path. The real danger came from above his head.
"No, the front is..." Yang Ning took a breath of air.
The ice and snow are vast and white.
The floating world is completely white...
What's happening here? Yang Ning added a kick and entered it.
"This..." Yang Ning has already felt the change, her teeth are trembling, and her body, which is immune to cold and heat, can't help herself.
"What kind of artistic conception is this? It can actually break the cultivator's body that is invulnerable to cold and heat, making the cultivator unable to move freely." Yang Ning felt that the speed under his feet was slowing down more and more.
After ten breaths, Yang Ning's walking speed was no different from that of an elderly man.
"It's so scary. It can not only break the body, but also affect the mind, and even freeze the mind..."
Yang Ning's hands were shaking, as if falling into an ice cave.
Fatty fire.
Yang Ning roared, releasing flames from the depths of the sea of consciousness, and had to resist the cold air around him.
Huhu...
The wind doesn't stop.
Huhu...
The head is annihilated inch by inch.
A warm current gradually restored feeling to both feet, and Yang Ning used her body as a sword.
"No, if this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach five hundred feet, and I will be completely defeated by Ling Fengdu." Yang Ning slashed with a bloody sword in his hand.
Whoosh!
Yang Ning disappeared directly from the place.
At the same time, the Swallow Swinging Body Technique was used nearly ten times in succession.
With the blessing of Jianze, Yang Ning's speed instantly increased a hundred times, leaping over the strong wind and avoiding the fireball, but the endless cold air under his feet was still eroding Yang Ning's will.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Three consecutive sounds broke through the barrier, and finally three hundred feet away, Yang Ning's sword was completely blocked, and the speed had to slow down.
Yang Ning had lingering fears. If this continued, he might run out of spiritual power. What would he do then?
Thousands of feet across the wind.
Yang Ning had only passed less than half of it. How should he spend the five hundred feet in front of him?
Yang Ning racked his brains, but there was nothing he could do.
The cold air under your feet has changed as it goes deeper than three hundred feet.
A kind of cold inflammation that Yang Ning has never seen before is burning.
Yang Ning exclaimed: "You Hanyan?"
"Why is there such a thing here?" Yang Ning recognized Han Yan's origin, but doesn't this kind of thing exist at the bottom of the deep sea? How could it be here? Could it be that the owner of this place, a half-step mountaineering expert, actually subdued him?
The deep and cold flames, white and warm, are very strange. Even Yang Ning only heard about it, but didn't expect to see it here.
Yang Ning only felt that her legs seemed to have begun to tremble with warning.
The cold flames could not be resisted by those in the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm. No wonder I was shivering from the ice and snow before.
Yang Ning did not dare to stay where he was, and kept moving his feet. Only in this way could he prevent the cold flames from entering the body along his legs. You must know that according to legend, this kind of flame can freeze the mind, unless one understands spiritual power.
But, slowly, Yang Ning became happy.
Youhanyan seems good.
Yang Ning was like an arrow leaving the string, and shot out in the air again. The sword cleared the way, and the sharp edge cut through the wind, dodging the fireball, and fired again.
Yang Ning has already started planning in his mind, because Youhanyan has one of its biggest characteristics, and he only needs to make use of this characteristic. In addition, the owner of Youhanyan has passed away, so it is not impossible for him to absorb this kind of flame.
Once it is truly absorbed, by then, one will be able to protect oneself when facing a strong person in the Mountain Building Realm, or even a strong person at the peak of the Mountain Building Realm.
However, Yang Ning thought hard about how to use the characteristics of You Hanyan during the flyby.
Having broken through two barriers, Yang Ning came to a distance of nearly 700 feet.
Yang Ning's figure stayed in mid-air, with three feet of space to resist the strong wind. He kept slashing with his sword, using the power of the sword to influence the path of the fireball's fall, preventing himself from being hit by the fireball. At the same time, he weighed the ice and snow under his feet, especially among them. The mixed cold inflammation is Yang Ning's focus.
I saw the cold flames rising continuously, like a snake's letter, constantly swallowing and swallowing Yang Ning.
The flames continued to rise and were less than five feet away from Yang Ning's feet. At this moment, Yang Ning began to move.
With the sword in hand, I move forward indomitably.
Yang Ning used the remaining spiritual power in his body to draw the sword with all his strength.
Blood bloomed in the sky, constantly breaking through layers of barriers.
boom!
Yang Ning's speed was slowing down, and the flames under his feet were getting closer.
not enough!
Yang Ning shouted.
The green shirt cuts through the sky, the strong wind is cold, and the marks of the strong wind have already appeared on the corners of the clothes.
Tear...
The green shirt was torn, and Yang Ning's speed continued to decrease.
boom!
The flames under his feet were already like long snakes, and there was only less than two feet away from Yang Ning's three feet of space.
The green shirt exploded and was instantly submerged by the strong wind.
"It's almost..." However, Yang Ning did not stop for the sake of safety.
The coldness has begun to erode Yang Ning's body, and the three-foot space is somewhat unable to stop it. As for the body-protecting Zhengang, it has been torn apart by the Gangfeng wind and has long been shattered.
boom!
The nine-hundred-foot barrier was broken immediately, and Yang Ning was finally less than a hundred feet away from the finish line.
"But it's still a little short of heat..." Yang Ning's steps began to falter, and her speed was no different from walking. However, Yang Ning was not worried at all, because this was the effect she wanted.
Yang Ning was also praying in her heart.
Ling Tian Jue, to be praised by Split Sky and praised by Hui Ni, is definitely not simple, otherwise it would be impossible for him to absorb the death energy, he would not be able to absorb the devil energy, and he would not be able to lay down such a deep foundation.
"Don't let me down..." Yang Ning's feet were still in the air, but her steps had stopped and she was standing still.
Seems to be waiting for something.
Huhu...
The fireball was hot, and Yang Ning kept moving on the spot, avoiding the power within it.
Huhu...
The cold wind surrounded Yang Ning and kept tearing his green shirt.
The cold flames under his feet were less than a foot away from Yang Ning's feet. The flames were like a dragon, constantly swallowing and swallowing Yang Ning.
"I hope I can persevere." Suddenly, Yang Ning remembered something, and her mind was immersed in the ring on her hand.
Not long after, a drop of blood appeared on Yang Ning's finger.
Zizz...
The air kept ringing, and it turned out to be this drop of blood actively resisting the cold air and the surrounding coldness.
Yang Ning smiled slightly.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the Youhanyan to completely break out.
At this moment, many people had passed through Lingfeng Crossing, but there were still some people who kept moving around in Lingfeng Crossing to avoid danger.
"What happened to that man?"
"You actually stopped, aren't you looking for death?"
"It is estimated that we are no longer able to move forward, and we have no choice but to give up."
"However, the Youhan Flame has already taken the form of a dragon. When it reaches its full potential, it will swallow him up in an instant."
"Thousands of feet across the wind, not even a drop of it touches the ground. This guy dares to stay where he is. If he doesn't deserve to die, who should?"
Yang Ning's actions attracted the attention of many people, but some people didn't care, because in front of them, a hall lay across, and around the hall, a layer of hazy light enveloped the hall.
In all directions, nearly twenty experts at the peak of the mountain-building realm were constantly bombarding the hazy light.
"I didn't expect that after the Thousand-Zhang Lingfengdu, we were already close to the core..." A group of geniuses who had already passed the Lingfengdu were jumping for joy, staring at the strong men above, waiting for these peak powerhouses to break the light and then enter In the main hall, the inheritance is right in front of you.
boom……
boom……
Violent roars, like thunder from the blue, continued to echo around, but the light was indifferent, allowing the attack to shake the sky, but the sky collapsed.
At this moment, Yang Ning was making an astonishing move.
The breath was restrained, the green shirt was shattered, the sword body was exposed in the ice and snow, cold flames were puffing out under the feet, endless cold light undulated, fireballs continued above the head, and the strong wind was turbulent.
"He's going to die..."
"Are there many geniuses who have died here?"
"..."
