In front of him, there was a river. The white bones are the embankment, and the blood is the water, flowing slowly up and down. The river is not wide, it winds from afar, and winds into the unknown distance. On the opposite bank, there is a majestic mountain peak, with no grass growing and reaching into the sky.

Flying in the air, it was easy to pass, but Zhang Qi frowned. This river exudes an infinite aura, making people's souls tremble, even in the face of Yuanying power, Zhang Qi has never felt this way.

Zhang Qi walked along the embankment, observing the condition of the river, and at the same time trying his luck, maybe there was a bridge, although this was very unlikely. But no matter how you go, the scenery remains the same. It's not that there is no way to cross the river, it's just that you haven't found it, and you need to be patient. Zhang Qi simply meditated by the river and breathed.

This kind of dangerous and harsh environment is definitely not a place for exercising exercises. The infinite aura emanating from the blood river stirred up the anxiety, the aura was running very unsmoothly in the body, and the Lingtai Zhihai was washed into a little chaotic. Zhang Qiqiang endured the discomfort and ran the "Tianshu Sign", and the Tianshu Star in the spiritual platform began to flicker. Many runes shot out in the brilliance, and the main thing was right, and the external evil was destroyed.

Hold your heart and be quiet, the main soul of the heavenly pivot, and the eight winds will not move. Zhang Qi gradually felt that the infinite anger turned into a rich vitality, pouring into the body, nourishing the body and soul. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, good and evil are one, and it seems that it is lucky to break through, but in fact, it depends on one's own ability and heart. Chance will only be left to those who are prepared.

The sea of knowledge expanded like a rising tide, and the spiritual platform expanded again in the hum. The golden pill in the dantian absorbs the majestic vitality between the rapid rotation, and the danmiao is rapidly forming, and there is a faint tendency to fly into the spiritual platform. Zhang Qi endured the ecstasy and immersed himself in the practice.

I wish to come like this, raising Dan, in addition to aura, but also need vitality, Zhang Qi once again has no teacher and is self-enlightened. Jin Dan has a tendency to fly into the Lingtai, which can be regarded as the late stage of the Yudan. In the end, it should be that Danshu enters the spiritual platform, breaks the Dan and marries the baby, and condenses the soul like an entity.

Based on only a few phenomena, he deduced the cultivation method, and Zhang Qi was extremely intelligent. I don't know how long it took, the Tianshu Star in the spiritual platform was full of light, and the phantom of the dragon and tiger on it was more obvious, and it became a momentum of agility and wanting to fly. Fat Hei, Xiao Cui, wake up quickly! Zhang Qi shouted silently in his heart, urging the exercises with all his strength to absorb vitality.

However, Zhang Qi felt that his body had reached a saturated state. If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, so you have to give up the exercises and stop practicing. In the distance, there was a cacophony of words, and the sound of spell bombardment, Zhang Qi walked over to take a look, it turned out that there were dozens of people, breaking the maze, blocked by the blood river.

"Big brother, but I found you, what should I do next?" Tang Tian was pleasantly surprised when he saw Zhang Qi, as if he saw the backbone. Although this kid is a little slippery, after a short contact, he feels that the essence is not bad. "Fly over. Zhang Qi teased. "Fly, who dare, anyway, I'll just follow my eldest brother, hehe. "Tang Tianjing is very thief.

Hanlin, what kind of place is it? How did so many people get in? Zhang Qi was very confused. Although he didn't know any of them, Zhang Qi believed that everyone was the elite of various forces. "Your parents, didn't tell you about the situation here?" Zhang Qi asked Tang Tian a key question.

This question touched Tang Tian's sore spot. "Big brother, don't mention it, it's all tears. Tang Tian was emotional and wailed, "Those old immortals told me that if you come in and sleep, dream, and go out with a little refreshment, you will have unexpected gains." But, if you want to go out, just a little refreshment? That's going to kill you!"

"Do you have a harvest now?" Zhang Qi asked. Tang Tian lowered his head embarrassedly: "A little, I remember some things in my dream." I found out that I was a little ignorant in the past, family. Actually, it's good for me, I shouldn't curse them for being old and immortal------" Tang Tian chattered, and his temperament changed unconsciously.

Observing death and understanding life, dreams are life, false reality, one and two sides, this is in, cultivating the mind. Dreams are the past and the mood of this life. "Dreams, have I done less?Fengge, Zhuang Jiao, Emperor Dou, and there are more distant ones, once -----" Zhang Qi sighed in his heart, full of gloom. What is falsehood, and what is truth?

All the people were struggling to find a way to cross the river. The wind struck, the river of blood churned, and the stench was pervasive. In the distance, there was a thunderous roar from the river, and endless killing opportunities descended on this world. A snow-white boat is speeding from afar. "Get on board, the flood is coming!" cried an old voice.

It's a canoe, or a bone boat, to be exact. Hewn from an unknown huge bone, the old man with white hair and white clothes and a charitable face rowed it, reflecting in the river of blood, looking very weird.

The boat came to a halt when it reached the spot where everyone was. "The outbreak of the bloodfall, the disaster of extinction. The old man can escape with ten people, and he can only stay for half a moment, fast!" the old man roared in panic, stretched out the pulp, turned it into a springboard, and set it up between the embankment and the boat.

In the distance, visible to the naked eye, a high wall formed by blood and water was rapidly advancing along the river. The roar of thunder is thrilling, and there are countless vicious and terrifying ghosts and demons on it, as if God wants to block and kill God, Buddha block and slaughter Buddha, and destroy everything.

When death comes, no matter what your identity is, no matter how high your cultivation is, escape will become instinct. The current scene makes people who did not believe at the beginning no longer have any doubts and rush to the springboard in a frenzy. "Ten people! I can only carry ten people, and the extra people will get out of me!" The old man roared angrily, and an invisible force blocked the swarming people on the springboard.

A tragic scuffle took place on a springboard. What's even more terrifying is that these people's mana seems to be sealed, and they can only be torn and beaten like mortals. This even more stimulated those who were low in cultivation, who didn't dare to fight before, but now it's okay, it's all a hanging sample of a mud horse, just desperate.

Flesh and blood flew sideways, roaring and struggling, and people were constantly knocked down the river of blood, and they were swallowed by the river in an instant. Ten lucky people disappeared into the distance in a few breaths with the canoe. There were still a dozen people left on the embankment, staring desperately at the wall of blood rushing in front of them.

There are three choices between life and death: fleeing, accepting fate, and fighting. Zhang Qi chose: struggle. This is his instinct, and it is also his mind in his past and present life. If there is only a few lives left, it is better to die. Emperor Dou did this, Feng Ge did this, Zhuang Jiao did this, and Zhang Qingmo did the same. The dignity of life comes from courage.

In front of the overwhelming blood water, it opened up like an ant, stimulating all potential. The light of the spell was vast, and the blood instantly overwhelmed him, draining his vitality. The disappearance of consciousness, as if it is about to fall into a deep sleep, is death, but that's it. I've been here in this world, in this era, and it's good. There are also people who have made the same choice as me, and they are not alone.