Martial World

If Lin Ming wanted to study and understand the closing of the force field, he had to find out the laws of this place by walking.

But this requires a premise, that is, you need to leave a mark along the way!

The pattern imprint that Lin Ming left before would be wiped clean with just two sticks of incense. Of course, this would not work. The way Lin Ming thought of was to leave a trace of battle spirit in the pattern imprint.

A warrior's battle spirit is the warrior's will. A warrior with a strong will has been immortal for tens of thousands of years. This is what Lin Ming encountered when he was on the road of emperor. Earth treasures contain the emperor's will for 100,000 years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

"The first formation talisman..." After Lin Ming walked to one place, he flicked his fingers, and a golden formation talisman was branded and condensed into a simple mark. The moment the mark was formed, Lin Ming added it again. A trace of blue-green energy appeared, this was the battle spirit that Lin Ming left behind.

After branding the war spirit, Lin Ming didn't leave, but sat down beside the talisman, waiting to observe the flow of energy in the talisman.

The other warriors didn't know why, so one warrior couldn't help but asked weakly, "Lin Shaoxia, what are you doing?"

"Don't be born! Besides, what's the use of asking clearly? Besides, Lin Shaoxia can't explain it to you." Hei Shi was speaking. In fact, he also wanted to know what Lin Ming was doing, but he was afraid of disturbing Lin at this time. Ming thinking.

Lin Ming didn't say a word, and kept watching the energy flow of the generals.

With the passage of time, a quarter of an hour has passed, and the closed force field has been consuming the energy in the formation, but the azure will of Lin Ming is passing very slowly.

Lin Ming's azure-colored will originally had the property of being endlessly alive. In addition to his firm will, he gathered and did not disperse. In a quarter of an hour, the energy of the talisman was only reduced by less than half.

In this way, this ray of battle spirit mark can last for at least three hours.

Three hours is enough.

"Boy, you are quite clever. Reinforcing the pattern with battle spirits is indeed a solution!" The voice of magic light resounded in Lin Ming's mind.

"Okay, let's go on!"

Lin Ming stood up and said, the other warriors immediately got up and got ready. At this time, Lin Ming said nothing.

Going forward all the way, Lin Ming left a pattern mark every fifty meters he walked.

However, no matter how he walked, he didn't seem to want to stay away from the Eternal Demon Pit. In front of everyone, the Eternal Demon Pit was getting closer and closer, and the monstrous flames became clearer and clearer, as if the terrifying heat wave could already be felt here. .

The dark cross section of the Eternal Demon Pit stretches across the end of the world, boundless, like the giant mouth of a beast, swallowing everything!

"Lin... Lin Shaoxia, is it really okay?"

A martial artist couldn't help but ask if he was really worried. Seeing that Lin Ming was leading nowhere, he was getting closer and closer to the Eternal Demon Pit!

"If you have the ability, you can lead the way ahead." Duanmuqun said coldly, and the warrior suddenly stopped talking.

After walking for another ten miles, the Eternal Demon Pit seemed to be less than two hundred miles away. At this distance, they could already see clearly that the monstrous mist attached to the surface of Eternal Demon Pit was not a flame, but a kind of flame. The black energy flow, like a silent fountain, shot straight into the sky.

Lin Ming was silent for a while, then said, "Let's go back the same way."

He still couldn't figure out the laws of space here, but this place was too close to the Eternal Demon Pit, and Lin Ming didn't dare to go any further.

It is not an easy task to return to the original road. When you come in, you will go two miles deep into the Eternal Demon Pit after walking one mile. Come.

Fortunately, Lin Ming's battle spirit mark did not disappoint. After retreating for dozens of miles, there were some remnants of the battle spirit, and they did not disappear completely.

By the time of the last few marks of the battle spirit, the will energy of the battle spirit was almost exhausted, which made Lin Ming sincerely sigh. With his own understanding of the power of space, coupled with the assistance of the magic light and the battle spirit, the three added Together, we haven't been able to find the clue to get out of the thousand-mile restricted area. The difficulties faced by other warriors can be imagined, not to mention the title Shura and the tower master, I am afraid that it is a high fate who does not understand the concept of space. Drink and hate it!

"came back!"

"Sure enough, he's back, Lin Shaoxia is very capable."

The warriors present finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the Eternal Demon Pit that was gradually drifting away. Lin Ming really had some skills and brought them back to the Eternal Demon Pit, which was five hundred and fifty kilometers away.

At this moment, everyone's heart suddenly shuddered, and their nostrils began to be filled with an intoxicating aroma.

If it is in the wilderness of birds and flowers, this kind of aroma makes people feel relaxed and happy, but here, such aroma makes people's hair stand upside down!

Everyone suddenly looked up and saw that there was a rain of flowers falling in the sky.

The beautiful and bright petals, like flying angels, are out of tune with this gray background.

Lin Ming felt chills down his spine when he saw such a scene, "Magic light, what's going on?"

The jade slips given by the owner of the Polestar Pagoda had very few records about the forbidden area for thousands of miles, and Lin Ming had no idea what was going on.

Mo Guang's face changed slightly, "No, this is a brain-eating model, run away!"

Lin Ming's eyes flickered, and he didn't even bother to ask what Shinao was talking about. After unfolding his movements, he exited violently, "Retreat! Don't get caught on the petals!"

As Lin Ming spoke, a flower petal silently landed on the back of a warrior's head. The warrior's body shook. With a click, a bloody arrow shot out from the back of his head. Where was the flower petal? , It is clearly a thumb-sized red meat worm, with a sharp tooth like a steel thorn, one bite down, directly biting through the skull!

"Whoosh!" The red meat worm burrowed into the warrior's head like lightning!

"Ah, ah, ah!" The bitten martial artist knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, bleeding from his seven orifices, spit out his eyes, and the severe pain caused his head to keep hitting the ground. Get a brainstorm!

People can even clearly hear the sound of the brain being gnawed and stirred in the warrior's head.

Seeing this horrifying scene, the martial artists present dared to stay, and they all fled with Lin Ming.

Only at this time did the warriors realize that the aroma they had just smelled had the effect of paralyzing the body without the real essence in it.

"what!"

There was another scream, and another warrior was bitten by the brain eater. This scream made the warriors present even more frightened. Those who felt paralyzed by the true essence in their bodies bit the tip of their tongues, using pain to wake themselves up, desperately trying. run away!

At this time, Lin Ming didn't even bother to make a mark. He led the crowd for more than ten miles in one breath. At this moment, he suddenly stopped in his steps. In front of him, there was a big river, with a pale yellow and dirty body. , The river with a width of hundreds of feet, the river with vast smoke and waves, seems to come from the ancient times of nothingness and flows to the mysterious unknown place.

In the river, there are faint corpses floating up and down. Most of these corpses are not human, but come from some special races. Some of these races have wings and some have horns.

Just looking at this river, there is an inexplicable sadness welling up in my heart, which is extremely depressing.

"Yellow..., the River of Yellow Springs!"

Lin Ming's heartbeat stopped in an instant, his hair stood on his back, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!

This Yellow Springs River does not need to be reminded by the magic light at all. At the beginning, he inherited some of the soul fragments of the Devil Emperor, among which is the memory of this Yellow Springs River.

Probably because the Yellow Springs River was so terrifying, the Demon Emperor had a deep memory and was inherited by Lin Ming.

Back then, when the Demon Emperor came to the banks of the Yellow Springs River, he almost died and turned into bones in the river!

Duanmu Yun, Heishi, Venerable Master Yunsha and the others followed behind Lin Ming, and when they saw Lin Ming flying and retreating, they turned and fled without saying a word.

However, the two warriors who arrived at the end were a little late because of their slow speed. They did not notice the sudden change in Lin Ming's expression at that time, and there was a trace of confusion and hesitation in the process of changing direction.

But after this trace of confusion, they seemed to have lost their souls in an instant, their eyes were dull, their expressions were stiff, and their steps became heavy.

Like a walking corpse, they took a few steps in a daze, and then the two of them turned their directions in unison and walked towards the Yellow Spring River...

At this time, Lin Ming and the others had already retreated several miles away. He stopped and saw the scene of the two warriors walking towards the Yellow Spring River in confusion. Chest, neck.

A trace of blood flowed out of their bodies, mixed into the river water, and was swallowed up in an instant. The river water was still pale yellow, not dyed red at all.

Under the horizontal plane, the bodies of the two warriors had completely disappeared, leaving only the white bones, as if they had been corroded.

The two of them sank into the river like this, without a wave of waves being stirred up. After a few breaths, the two white bones floated up and joined the endless sea of ​​white bones. …

Seeing such a scene, all the warriors present had numb scalps and cold sweats. Which of these warriors is not a person with extraordinary courage, otherwise how dare they come to Tongtian Tower, but although they are not afraid of sǐ, they can't stand such fear. The sǐ method, this is simply heart-wrenching!

"Brother Lin, what exactly is that river?" Even Duanmu Yun's voice was trembling at this time.

"That is the river of yellow spring..." Lin Ming sighed, the situation was getting worse and worse, even now he was not confident enough to get out of this thousand-mile restricted area...

Yellow Springs River? The warriors present were all stunned. This river exists in the ancient legends of the Holy Demon Continent. Does it really exist?

..., (to be continued) [].

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