"Clan leader, this sea of knives can still be passed through. Just control the balance of your body and roll over on the tip of the knife. Come over here quickly."
As he spoke, the man turned his head and looked at the golden armor behind him, fearing that these big guys would come and kill them. Their tall appearance and the sword with the size of the door panel were not easy to handle.
Everyone had a glimmer of hope just now, and after hearing this man's words, their faces suddenly turned red and white.
Hun Dingtian and Jing Yunfeng's expressions were extremely gloomy, especially the man's last sentence, "Get over here." This made them look ugly when they heard it, with black lines appearing on their foreheads.
But this disciple was right. They had been in a stalemate for such a long time and could not find a way through the sea of swords.
It seems that 'getting out' is the only way. Apart from this, they can't think of any other way. At least this person has reached the other side.
Qingyue looked at the mirror with interest, glanced at Ji Changming, and asked softly: "Do you think they will roll over?"
Ji Changming observed carefully, then shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, but judging from the situation, I think Jing Yunfeng won't roll over. It's a bit hard to say for Hun Dingtian."
"I don't think so!" Mu Yuchen shook his head.
Ji Changming looked at Mu Yuchen in surprise and asked, "Oh, do you have other high ideas, Old Demon?"
Mu Yuchen said with some emotion: "Now I think they will all go away. The more I think about what Thirteenth Master said, the more interesting it becomes. People's hearts, if it were me, I might choose the same way."
"I remember you said that a few hours ago. Didn't you feel the same way at that time, thinking they wouldn't leave?"
Qingyue squinted her eyes, with a look of curiosity on her face. For some unknown reason, she actually changed her original mind.
"well……"
Mu Yuchen let out a long sigh and said, "Didn't Ji Changming change his mind? A few hours ago, at that time, they had just entered this formation space. According to our ideas, the strong must naturally have the arrogance of the strong. We all felt that they It won't roll over.
But a few things have passed now, you know? Time changes everything and can change a person.
If we put ourselves in his shoes, he was absolutely arrogant at the beginning, unable to let go of his dignity for a while, and would rather die than suffer this insult.
However, time is really an incredible force. At the beginning, I couldn't save my face and was willing to die. However, as time went by, my will to die also faded.
At this time, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I'm afraid I won't want to die anymore.
What Mr. Thirteen said makes sense. No matter how powerful you are, no matter how proud you are, when people are in desperate situations, they all want to die vigorously.
However, after you have spent a certain period of time in a desperate situation, if there is a glimmer of life, you will be ecstatic, how can you not seize it?
So I feel that now that five hours have passed, the time difference is good enough, neither too long nor too short, and they will definitely get out. "
Qingyue nodded and said in approval: "I also think it makes sense, they should all roll over, why do cultivators practice?
That's not just wanting to live a few more years. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to be an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children, live an ordinary life, laugh and cry if you want?
They still have a lot of life left, so how can they die so willingly? "
Jing Yunfeng's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering as he looked at the sea of knives in front of him. There were more than a thousand golden armors on the other side.
The longer time passes, the more disadvantageous it will be for them. If they can't make a decision now, they will have to wait until the last trace of profound energy is exhausted.
At that time, even if they rolled through the sea of knives, they still wouldn't be able to deal with the group of tall and strong golden armors.
Jing Yunfeng's eyes were wandering, thoughts flickering in his mind.
At this moment, Hun Dingtian asked: "What do you think, fellow Daoist Jing, and what are your plans?"
Jing Yunfeng smiled bitterly and said, "My thoughts are probably similar to yours. I can't make up my mind yet."
Get over here, this method is too insulting. Ordinary practitioners are nothing, but they are powerful earth immortals.
It was the first time in my life to let a powerful Earth Immortal, who was also an Earth Immortal from the Cold Spring realm, roll over. This was such an insult and aggrievement.
However, compared with their long lifespan, rolling over is nothing. The problem is that after rolling over, even if they pass the golden armor level, they don't know what horrors are waiting for them.
Hun Dingtian pondered for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "A real man walks in the world, able to bend and stretch, so get out, otherwise when all our profound energy is consumed here, even if we get over by then, we may not be able to get a good deal."
Every point of consumption of profound energy decreases. Even though the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is abundant, they are unable to absorb and replenish their own profound energy.
"Since fellow Taoist soul friends have made their decision, then get out!"
Jing Yunfeng's eyes fell on the people of the Qingming Ancient Clan and said in a deep voice: "You guys start first, pay attention to controlling your body balance and don't panic."
Everyone wanted to get out of here a long time ago. They would rather face the Golden Armor on the other side than suffer so much pain here.
It's just that they don't know that the group of golden armors are even worse than this rain of knives, and they will be even more terrifying.
Jing Yunfeng watched each tribesman fall into the sea of knives and roll forward in the sea of knives, feeling uncomfortable in every possible way.
"Hmph, I have suffered such humiliation today. I will remember this grudge. Qinglian Sword Sect, the humiliation you gave us will definitely be repaid a hundred times after I break through the formation and enter the Qinglian Sword Sect."
Jing Yunfeng secretly hated it in his heart. This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life, and he had to avenge this.
"Fellow Daoist Jing, don't worry too much, this matter won't end there." Hun Dingtian said, signaling to the disciples of the Hun Palace to follow suit and fall into the sea of knives.
He was also filled with hatred, but his patience was much better than Jing Yunfeng's.
"Pfft~"
"ah……"
At this moment, a shrill scream came from the sea of knives, but it was a disciple of the Qingming Ancient Clan who failed to control his body balance, and his chest was pierced by a sharp knife.
"Ah wu..."
Apart from the scream at the beginning, this person was just moaning in pain.
Fortunately, not all the sharp knives pierced his body, but one just passed by his heart and did not kill him immediately.
When the sharp knife was retracted, it also brought out a stream of blood from his body. What was even worse was that after the sharp knife was retracted, it left a hole in his chest, and blood kept pouring out, and the blood flowed out. Not only that, it stained several nearby sharp knives red.
The man's chest was pierced by a sharp knife, and his shrill wail made everyone tremble. Some even lost their balance due to panic.
"ah……"
Another scream came out, and another person was hit, but this person didn't have such good luck.
I saw that this man's arm was pierced by a sharp knife. The worst thing was that his neck was also pierced by a sharp knife, and he was bleeding.
This man made no sound except for the first shrill scream. He tried to struggle and his whole body twitched, but every time he struggled, a stream of blood would spurt out from the hole in his neck.
As he struggled, his whole body lost control, and the sharp knives under his body were activated, turning his body into a sieve.
In the end, the man was seen convulsing for a while, and then there was no more, and the man had died.
A Yuan Shen flew out from between his eyebrows, but as soon as the Yuan Shen emerged, it was split in half by a guillotine falling from the air. It turned into a wisp of dust and smoke and disappeared into the air.
Everyone felt chills running down their spines when they saw this scene, and before they knew it, their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.
Everyone was silent as a shadow of death hung over their hearts.
Only then did they realize that it was dangerous to roll over. As long as they didn't control their bodies well and lost their balance, the sharp knife under their bodies would pierce into their bodies without hesitation.
Everyone's heart was broken. Even though they were all in tears at this moment, they didn't dare to scream, they didn't dare to yell, let alone move casually.
Even though they were desperate, they didn't want to die, for fear that if they couldn't control it well, they would be next.
Some people had a slightly better psychological quality. After regaining consciousness, they began to roll towards the other shore cautiously, because they knew that they might be penetrated at any time without leaving the sea of knives.
But some people simply controlled their bodies and lay on the tip of the knife, not daring to move. These people were already scared out of their wits.
When Jing Yunfeng saw this scene, he didn't get angry and encouraged: "Everyone, relax, don't worry, don't be afraid, control the balance of your body, roll over, as long as you reach the other side, the flowers will bloom."
Hun Dingtian looked at everyone who had entered the sea of knives, and looked at the silent people in the sea. He thought for a while and said: "Let's go down too. As long as we can roll to the other side, at least we can re-establish their confidence." .”
Jing Yunfeng nodded, withdrew the profound energy supporting the shield, bowed and said, "Jing, take the first step."
After that, the moment the guillotine returned to the sky, he suddenly jumped into the sea of knives, and the quick controller lay down flat on the sharp knife.
When Hun Dingtian saw Jing Yunfeng enter the sea of knives, his body turned into a line of black smoke, and the next moment he was lying behind Jing Yunfeng.
"Go away, go away, go away..."
"They all left..."
There was a burst of excitement in Shuiyue Pavilion. Whether it was Qingyue or Fang Zizhou and others, looking at the scene in the mirror of Jing Yunfeng and others rolling swords on the sea, they were as happy as if they had won a bet with others.
Wan Zhongshan said carelessly: "Let me just say, what Master Thirteen said about the dignity of the strong and the pride of the strong is right. Don't tell them to get out at this time, just let them jump into the pit. They They all have to jump.”
Yun Caiqi said in agreement: "Dignity is precious, and life is more valuable. If they can live, no one is willing to die. Even if it is a humble life, like a dog, they will choose to live."
Lan Yunting shook her head and said: "This is a bit wrong. Look at some people who are enslaved. They just want to die."
Mu Yuchen said immediately: "That's because they chose to live a humble life, but in the end they found that they were worse than a dog and worse than death. Only then would they think of ending their lives."
"Look, I'm going to see my brother."
Yun Caiyue lost interest after watching it for a while. She still had many questions to ask Yun Shisan.
