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Time passed, Jing Heng didn't know how many hours or days had passed, only that it was a long, very long, he had been lying on the spot, his arms and toes had been moving and struggling and never stopped, but his back seemed to be pressed against a mountain and a world, so that he couldn't stand up.

Under the gaze of the eyes in front of the ancient temple, any power is empty talk, even if Jing Heng's strength is exhausted, it is useless, and his spirit and consciousness are gradually clear, so that Jing Heng knows that the time he has been lying on the void road will not be short, but for such a long time, he has not paid attention to the injuries on his body once, and he is only struggling to get up.

"Get up... Rise.. Come... Get up.." Jing Heng has been struggling, constantly screaming and screaming.

I don't know when, he has already propped his hands on the Gray Mist Void Road, raised his hideous and angry head, and his upper body left the Gray Mist Void Road little by little, and his supported arms have been trembling, which is trembling caused by extreme force.

In the void, a figure struggled day after day, and finally, the figure slowly stood up, and the body of the figure slowly straightened, and he gritted his teeth and stood up straight until the shaking and trembling of his body stopped, and he took a firm step forward.

One step later, Jing Heng couldn't move again, as if he had exhausted all his strength and energy, his body was stubbornly struggling to support his trembling and shaking legs, at this moment he was more willing to fight with the powerful evil shadow creature than to bear such a terrifying pressure.

One step at a time, two steps... 100 steps... Ten miles and twenty miles... Jing Heng firmly moved forward step by step, even if he fell down, even if the flesh and blood of the bones were broken.

It was only ten thousand feet away from the ancient temple, those eyes seemed to be close at hand, Jing Heng was still walking slowly and firmly step by step, shaking and trembling his body unyieldingly and slowly moving, walking for more than a year, the old wounds left by the evil shadow creatures had not yet been removed, and the wounds that were rupturing in the fierce struggle day after day were constantly being added.

Thousands of miles for a year can know how difficult Jingheng is to walk, even after more than a year, the speed is not fast, under that kind of power, the body can never bear it, let alone get used to it, if you can get used to it and bear it, he will not be the current realm and cultivation, but this year is not wasted, Jingheng has only one thought, go on firmly, and the will of the state of mind is more solid as a rock.

Thousands of miles away from the ancient temple is clearly visible, thousands of miles away from the ancient temple still has not changed at half, it seems to be in front of the eyes and far away in the sky, the ancient temple is very dilapidated, the traces of wind and frost leave traces on the stone wall of the ancient temple, each trace seems to have a thrilling story and bitterness.

Closer, Jing Heng took another step firmly, 'poof', he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the terrifying aura that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth came to his face the moment he stepped into the land.

The spirit and mind have been crushed and sharpened for more than a year, and have become indestructible, but at this time they are still in fear; Jingheng does not think that fear is a shame, only by understanding fear can he clearly know that he is still a person, and a living person has seven emotions and six desires, as long as he does not escape and dares to face all fears, he will not leave flaws in his heart.

Standing in the terrifying aura that made the heavens and the earth tremble, Jing Heng was like a world against heaven and earth, although he was unyielding, he dared to face it head-on, but he still stood unsteadily, and he couldn't help but want to retreat, the instinctive retreat and the indomitable indomitability formed an opposition, reason defeated instinct, and the instinctive retreat gradually disappeared and stood firmly in the terror and coercion.

Step by step vomiting blood, step by step serious injury, the nothingness around the pair of eyes gradually solidified, an illusory head gradually became clear, and as he approached the ancient temple step by step, the illusory shadows around the eyes could see more and more clearly.

5,000 zhang, 4,000 zhang.... Two thousand zhang, a thousand zhang.... When he was thousands of feet away from the ancient temple, a thousand zhang phantom in front of the ancient temple had already completed the appearance and appeared, and the eyes that had been staring at him were the pupils of the thousand zhang phantom, which was a phantom who could not see the true face and could not see the body clearly, and even the outline was blurred, and he could only roughly know that it was a humanoid ghost.

In the face of a thousand shadows, Jing Heng felt more small than facing the starry sky, and the thousand shadows overwhelmed the universe as if he was the ruler of the heavens, and that kind of mighty heavenly power made him feel like an ant.

Such a creature, let alone fighting, is uncomfortable if he can make a move on him, and if he doesn't immediately prostrate on the ground and kneel down, it is already a tremor of Jingheng's body, even if he is a thousand times stronger, ten thousand times billions of times, it is not enough to face the thousand zhang shadow, even if the many powerful earth-shattering aura that he feels on those voids in the Yunshan Great City is not enough for a thousand zhang shadow.

Knowing that there is a thousand shadows in front of him that threaten the heavens and thousands of ways, Jing Heng can only move forward, he has no way to retreat, there is no other choice, when there is only one choice, it is the simplest.

Facing the gray mist void road where thousands of shadows obscured all the starlight, Jing Heng slowly stepped down step by step, every step seemed to be walking on the road of death, and every step fell you could feel the wail and fear of the flesh and soul soul.

Getting closer and closer to the ancient temple, the chains of tricks on the body of the shadow of Qianzhang gradually became clear, and hundreds of millions of trick rune chains bound the body of the shadow of Qianzhang, and the chains of tricks connected the ancient temple.

Jing Heng is getting closer and closer, the dead and ruthless eyes of the thousand zhang ghost flashed a trace of essence, even if it is locked by hundreds of millions of trick rune chains, the thousand zhang ghost also began to struggle, and the slight movement of the struggle instantly made Jing Heng fly thousands of zhang to the ancient temple thousands of zhang away, these days hard work out of the eyes of the eyes of the ancient temple is only a hundred zhang away from the ancient temple The road turned into nothing in an instant, and at this moment it is more than a thousand zhang away from the ancient temple again.

Falling on the gray mist void road, Jing Heng lay on the gray mist and coughed violently one after another, face, neck, chest, lower abdomen, thighs, calves, arms.... He faced the ripples of the thousand zhang shadow slightly turbulent on one side of the flesh and blood, and the internal organs were also partially exposed, and only the back half of his body still had a complete flesh meridian, and he could not see his appearance at all, and a layer of flesh and blood was eliminated on his face and skull.

Jing Heng, who was like a dead ash flat on the front, still struggled to get up, only to see the thousands of shadows struggling not far away, the starry sky around the ancient temple was exploding and shattering, and the endless starry sky was buried between the slight struggles of the thousands of shadows.

Jing Heng was a little desperate, the Qianzhang Phantom at the end of the road was never something he could fight, even if he stood upright in the face of the Qianzhang Phantom, all his will and strength had been exhausted.

The endless starry sky is still collapsing and buried, not even the chaos is dissolved, the starry sky is turned into a dead void and the turbulence of time and space disappears in the endless time and space, at this moment, a big red hand stretched out in the ancient temple, and the big hand that covered the sky and the sun shrouded the shadow of a thousand zhang and slowly disappeared the endless world of life and death around the shadow of a thousand zhang, and slowly pulled the chain of tricked runes and dragged the shadow of a thousand zhang towards the depths of the ancient temple.

At this moment, Jing Heng didn't dare to move, because there were too many space-time cracks scattered by the confrontation between the Thousand Zhang's Phantom Shadow, the Trick Rune Chain, and the Crimson Big Hand, and the aura aroused was so terrifying that the chaos was annihilated in an instant, and time and space could not exist.

Is it real or illusory, Jing Heng gradually cleared his mind, he understood that everything in front of him was just illusory, maybe it was not illusory, this scene really happened, the illusion at this time is just a reproduction of the image of the previous scene, and even if countless years are separated, those forces can still affect the reality of the present...

In a moment, the crimson hand, the billions of trick rune chains, and the phantom shadows were all pulled into the ancient temple, and in the dimly lit ancient temple, a crude clay pot swallowed the crimson big hand, hundreds of millions of trick rune chains and thousands of phantom shadows, and when the illusory shadow of the thousand zhang phantom disappeared, the clay pot had an extra layer of mud sealing to seal the mouth of the clay pot.

Coercion, monstrous breath, earth-shattering ripples, annihilated chaos.... All disappeared on the gray mist void road, there was nothing left in front of him, and Jing Heng didn't feel any restraint and pressure on his body, he tried to move, his body was light, but the injuries on his body still existed, the kind of repulsive and uncomfortable power made the flesh and blood recover very slowly, his body moved more than eight hundred feet in a thousand stars, and then appeared at the door of the ancient temple step by step with the dark star.

I sighed in my heart, more than a thousand zhang, I don't remember how many days I walked a few days ago, but at this moment it is just two steps, and I am already standing in front of the ancient temple in less than a breath.

Stepping into the ancient temple with no gate rails and no doors, standing on the ground in the mossy stone temple, the gray mist void road behind him has completely disappeared. The ancient temple is very small, you can see it all at a glance, the ancient temple is also very simple, there is a clay pot on the slightly dirty stone platform on the temple, there is no incense at all, there is a futon trace below, but there is no futon, there are many traces of wind and rain on the four walls of the ancient temple but there is no dust.

Such a simple temple Jingheng is also the only one in his life, he knows what the clay pot is, and he will not touch it, the things sealed in it are thousands of shadows, as for the other things in the empty ancient temple, there seems to be no other things.

After looking around, there are many carvings between the wooden beams above the ancient temple, but Jing Heng can't see those carvings at all, even if he flies in the air and looks closely, he can't see why, take a rough look, Jing Heng walked to the stone platform and left futon traces is also the cleanest place in the ancient temple.

As soon as he stood there, a faint light rose from the position of the futon traces and enveloped him, and the dead ashes on his body were being removed, and a trace of gray mist was expelled from his body, until his body could no longer feel the power of rejection and discomfort, and the surrounding scenery began to change.

Between the changing scenes, Jing Heng stared deeply at the crude crockpot on the stone platform, he had a feeling that he seemed to have seen the crude crockpot, and it was difficult to say whether it would be real or illusory next time.

(———— To be continued!!————