Snowflakes fell on Chu Cheng's head and shoulders. Light snow accumulates, forming a snow coat.
The snow can fall on Chu Cheng, but when it falls on the ground, it immediately turns into wisps of white mist.
The entire road was filled with white fog, making it difficult to see the road clearly. Chu Cheng can only walk with his senses.
The road is long and time passes again. Chu Cheng walked four hundred miles again.
As we continued walking, the surrounding roads became wider.
The wind and snow also became stronger.
Along the way, danger still did not appear. Until after walking another five hundred miles, another road continues.
This time, Chu Cheng walked directly towards Qianfang without any hesitation.
There were only about twenty monks who entered this place this time. There are ninety-nine roads in total.
Chu Cheng was certain that there were at least more than ten cultivators who had fallen on the previous road.
Now that the roads meet again, the chance of encountering them is not very high.
The winter wind howls and the sky becomes gloomy. As he continued walking down, the entire sky was covered in white mist, and he could only see half a meter in front of him.
Chu Cheng still uses spiritual stones to pave the way to prevent crises from appearing quietly.
Time passed quietly again, and the number displayed on the talisman on Chu Cheng's waist had reached two days and three hours.
As long as two days and three hours pass, he will be teleported directly out of Motu and back to the East China Sea.
The vision ahead became increasingly blurry. After walking so many roads, I still can’t reach the end.
Winter snow and cold. I don't know why this snow can't be blocked by spiritual power, it's cold to the core.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's body was covered with cold snow, and even his breath turned into frost in an instant.
It was extremely gloomy in all directions. At a glance, the white mist was endless and winding, as if there was no end in sight.
"call."
Chu Cheng raised his hand and touched his brow, wiping away the white snow between his brows.
As we walked further, the wind and snow became heavier. The vast world is all covered with snow. At this moment, the distance between the eyes is no more than one foot.
Chu Cheng continued walking, relying on the spirit stones to pave the way. It was not until three hours later that he came to the intersection again.
This is a continuation of more than a dozen roads, and the road ahead is even wider. Three times that of the back wing.
Chu Cheng glanced at that road and frowned.
With more than a dozen roads connected, Chu Cheng could be sure that there was another road ahead. And that road is the last road.
After that, it's the end of the road. There must be a treasure at the end.
However, as the number of roads decreases, the chance of encountering a god-transformation monk will greatly increase in the future.
The road behind, that picture realm, is indeed full of dangers. Many god-transforming monks died in that scene.
The double pupils appeared and the soul was destroyed. However, those double pupils do not exist in this world after all. But in an illusion.
In the illusion, the power of the double pupils will inevitably weaken. As long as the spirit of the cultivator is strong, he can resist.
Chu Cheng guessed that among the more than twenty monks who entered this place, at least five or more had passed through that road.
"I wonder if the powerful Shengxu from the Eternal Life Sword Sect has broken through that painting realm." Chu Cheng retracted his gaze and murmured.
What he fears most here is not the god-transforming monks, nor the demon man. But the powerful Shengxu from the Changsheng Sword Sect.
Transformation monk. If he only met one person, Chu Cheng wouldn't worry too much.
It's windy and snowy here. Here, Chu Cheng can perform the Wind and Moon Technique. Use the instant wind to deal with the monks who transform themselves into gods.
But in front of the powerful Shengxu, Chu Cheng had no power to parry.
Only the True Dao God Transformation can fight against the Holy Void Powerhouse, but compared to the Domain God Transformation monks, their strength is at least dozens of times stronger.
Especially those rules, which can make Chu Cheng's wind instant nowhere to escape.
Chu Cheng hoped that there would be more surviving cultivators. In this way, he can take advantage of the opportunity when the God Transformation monks join forces to fight against the powerful Shengxu.
Although the number of cultivators has increased, fighting for the treasures in their hands is like snatching food from the tiger's mouth, with dangers and dangers.
But at least it's better than facing the powerful Shengxu alone.
Chu Cheng glanced ahead and took a deep breath. Immediately afterwards, his body trembled violently, causing flying snow to fall from his body.
The next moment, Chu Cheng took a step forward and his body blended into the wind. Only the afterimage of the original place was left.
When he appeared again, Chu Cheng's figure was hundreds of miles away.
In these one hundred miles, Chu Cheng used at least hundreds of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones to pave the way.
As soon as Chu Cheng's figure appeared a hundred miles away, the darkness came instantly, following three meters behind him.
Those hundreds of thousands of top-quality spiritual stones were swallowed up by the darkness and turned into liquid.
"If you want to seize the Xuan Gong in the hands of these strong men, and reach one step ahead of them, there is a glimmer of hope." Chu Cheng murmured, and dodged again, arriving a hundred miles away.
The spirit stone flew out, and just as Chu Cheng stepped forward again, an earth-shaking sound boomed out.
Three miles away, ten red lights suddenly descended on the world. The sound was so powerful that it spread thousands of miles in a land surrounded by mountains on both sides.
Chu Cheng suddenly stopped and looked up into the distance.
Although the sight was covered by the wind and snow, the red light was still dazzling in the sight.
The powerful force caused the earth to shatter, and the entire road trembled violently.
"A strike at the peak of transformation..." Chu Cheng's pupils shrank sharply, and the powerful air waves hit him back again and again.
Each of these ten red lights has reached the peak of divine transformation. If Chu Cheng had just passed by, he would have been directly blasted to pieces.
Even if he were a cultivator, his body would collapse under the bombardment without any precautions.
Chu Cheng took ten steps back before stopping. At this moment, he was only one foot away from the dark place.
"It's so dangerous..." Chu Cheng looked at the ruins ahead and was filled with fear.
If he hadn't always been cautious, even if he didn't encounter danger again along the way, he would still have used spiritual stones to pave the way, fearing that he would have died in the bombardment.
Cold sweat poured out, turning into ice beads in an instant in the freezing cold place.
Chu Cheng thought for a moment, then waved his hand forward, and pieces of spiritual stone came out of his hand.
The spirit stone flew ten miles away, and until there was no more movement, Chu Cheng walked forward.
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This roaring sound spread thousands of miles, naturally alarming the monks within the range.
As Chu Cheng had guessed, there were still six god-transforming monks alive at this time. The powerful Shengxu from the Eternal Life Sword Sect also broke through that painting realm.
At this moment, five thousand miles behind, a man in armor looked up into the distance.
His face was a little pale, obviously after several battles.
This person is a demon man.
Most of the demon man's armor was broken, and his body was covered with injuries.
In his hand, he held a head. Beside him, lay a headless body.
"Damn it! Has anyone arrived at the tomb early?" The demon man's expression was extremely gloomy.
Along the way, he met a human race's powerful god-transformer from the moment he stepped onto the first road, and he almost died in the painting. After that, he encountered dangers one after another.
On the next two roads of fusion, I met two god-transformation monks one after another.
Especially the god-transformation monks on the third path have reached the late stage of god-transformation and are very powerful. After a fierce battle, he was killed.
On another road, a red-robed monk walked across the sky.
Along the way, he kept encountering traps and bombardments, but they were all wiped out by his powerful strength.
Suddenly, a huge roaring sound came from the distance.
This roar came one after another, ten in total.
"Ten of the peak god-forming experts?" The red-robed monk frowned slightly. Suddenly he smiled and said: "I didn't expect that so many people could survive in that illusion. It's interesting."
"A cultivator at the peak of transformation into gods? I haven't killed someone for a long time." The red-robed cultivator chuckled and continued to move forward.
The red-robed monk is the Holy Void strongman of the Eternal Life Sword Sect. Like the god-transforming monks, he also did not report the matter to the sect.
However, the red-robed monk did not kill the black monk. He didn't bother to do this kind of thing. But it doesn't mean that he can tolerate others and get involved in the great treasure that he is bound to obtain.
A quarter of an hour after he left, a head rolled onto the ground on the path that the red-robed monk had taken.
This head rolled hundreds of miles in the wind and snow. The strange thing is that the face of this head is ruddy and shiny.
If you look carefully, you can see that the eyes of this head are blinking.
In the wind and snow, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Hehehe~ It's fun here! It's fun!"
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At this moment, Chu Cheng finally came to the last road.
This path is also the last path, a path of ninety-nine paths. Here, Chu Cheng will definitely meet other monks.
Chu Cheng did not hesitate at all and continued to pave the way with spiritual stones.
When we reach this road, it cannot be said to be a road, but a valley.
The wind and snow were blowing hard and it hurt.
Chu Cheng's figure blended into the wind and rushed forward at a speed of two hundred miles per breath.
Fortunately, Chu Cheng did not encounter any dangers along the way. Compared to other god-transformation monks who entered this place, their luck was extraordinary.
Suddenly, Chu Cheng's body turned and hurriedly backed up. The next moment, his figure came behind a snow stone.
He hurriedly concealed his breath and remained motionless.
Not far away, swords and swords flashed.
There is a fight going on here.
"Someone came here faster than me?" Chu Cheng thought to himself.
"Ma Dehua, this skill is destined to belong to someone like me, Liu."
Someone not far away shouted softly, and a big knife slashed forward.
Suddenly the wind and snow dispersed in this knife.
"when!"
Then, there was a sound of heavy objects hitting each other.
The wind and snow were washed away, clearing the view ahead.
Chu Cheng took advantage of the fact that the two men were still fighting and quietly revealed his consciousness. I saw a three-meter-tall man fighting with a middle-aged scholar.
The big man held a five-meter-long sword and slashed at the middle-aged scholar.
The momentum of this sword is surging, and it has the potential to be invincible.
"Liu Se, do you really want to be my enemy?" The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly, and the folding fan in his hand whirled, bursts of light flashed, and struck the big sword.
Chu Cheng saw a jade tube in the middle-aged scholar's hand.
The wind and snow drifted away, revealing a wider field of vision. Chu Cheng saw a tombstone a hundred meters away behind the two men.
