Chapter 707: A Cruel Break
The eternal daylight made time even more difficult, and before he knew it, Zhang He had already taken the eighth step, this time, the divine soldiers who attacked him were one hundred and twenty-eight platoons, and they attacked one thousand two hundred and eighty attacks.
The overwhelming attack instantly drowned Zhang He, which in the weird burial realm, you can't dodge at all, because, as long as you dare to take a step, you will be attacked a hundred times more terrifying than this.
1,280 attacks directly hit Zhang He to the point of almost dying, but fortunately, Zhang He also resisted these attacks stubbornly, did not move a step, and did not suffer more deadly attacks.
Zhang He sat cross-legged again, recovering from his injuries with all his might, fortunately, the spatial ring was filled with shrubs that were plucked from the Xuan Turtle that were comparable to the elixir of heaven and earth.
Zhang He raised his steps again, but what made Zhang He completely collapse was that with this ninth step, the attack did not continue to multiply, but multiplied several times, and the weapons of the riot suddenly multiplied to 12,000.
Looking at the trembling weapon, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear, Nima, this step down, brother won't be directly whitewashed, right? Feeling the terrifying fluctuations emanating from the weapon, Zhang He couldn't help but hesitate, but after a long time, Zhang He finally gritted his steel teeth and suddenly took the ninth step.
The overwhelming attacks once again completely submerged Zhang He, what Zhang He could do, dared to do, and had to do was to resist these attacks to the death, standing in place like a stake.
The overwhelming attack finally dissipated, but Zhang He only held on for half a second before falling to the ground and falling unconscious.
I don't know how long it took, Zhang He finally woke up leisurely, and before his eyes opened, he involuntarily let out a painful moan.
Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.
In the silent scolding, Zhang He struggled to prop up his body and tried his best to recover from his injuries again.
The terrifying burial world, the terrifying thousands of divine soldiers, looking at the countless weapons beside him, and looking at the white bones that were only three meters away from him, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of despair.
Nima, I don't know if these unlucky people who were killed are masters at the Shenma level?
Nima, I don't know if my brother can get out of this burial world alive?
But the matter has come to this point, and Zhang He, who has no way out, can only temporarily abandon his distracting thoughts and seriously recover from his injuries again.
Since there is no way out, then there is no way forward, and the tenth step is taken again, this time, the number of weapons in the riot has not increased, but the problem is that the attack has become more ferocious, and the overwhelming attack once again completely submerged Zhang He, and once again sent Zhang He into a coma.
Every step taken is a torture like a late execution; Every step is a resolute and heroic brave death.
Unconsciously, under the torture of this torture comparable to Ling Chi's execution, and under the exercise of bravely going to death again and again, Zhang He's courage has finally been greatly improved, and he is finally not as timid as he was at the beginning.
Nima, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it can't be avoided, with calm determination, Zhang He finally took the eleventh step.
One step, the number of attacks still did not increase, but the intensity of the attacks increased a lot again, and once again sent Zhang He into a coma without any suspense.
Unconscious in the dying, awakened in the coma, recovered in the severe pain of a thousand cuts, took a step in the courage of a decisive death, fell into a coma again, and after the recovery, he took another step.
Jang Hyuk's life became
Monotonous and cruel, and even extremely dangerous, but what Zhang He didn't notice was that in this monotonous and cruel repetition, his physical strength had been greatly strengthened unconsciously, and his mentality became stronger at a terrifying speed in this repetition.
The twelfth step was taken, and the number of attacks doubled again, and the sword light and sword shadow in the sky once again instantly submerged Zhang He, and once again made Zhang He fall into a coma in an instant.
Another torture with a thousand cuts, another dying serious injury.
Unconsciously, Zhang He directly became numb, and unconsciously, Zhang He directly ignored the torture and directly forgot about life and death.
The thirteenth step is not to increase the number of attacks, but to increase the intensity of attacks again.
The fourteenth step is the strongest attack again.
In the fifteenth step, the number of attacks is increased several times again.
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After repeating this repeatedly, Zhang He finally figured out the law of this life and death channel, every two steps, the number of attacks increased several times, and in these two steps, the attack intensity increased by nearly one-third of each step.
Zhang He finally insisted on the twentieth step, and the skeleton of the unlucky guy who died in the passage was right in front of him, which made Zhang He feel a strong fear again.
Nima, brother shouldn't be like this unlucky bastard, so he will explain here, right?
Although the threat of death made Zhang He hesitate, but after a while, Zhang He suddenly took the twentieth step with a resolute face, and stepped on the skeleton of the unlucky bastard, making a crisp bone shattering sound.
The overwhelming attack came instantly, making Zhang He couldn't help but feel a strong death crisis, and another strong sense of near-death invaded instantly, making Zhang He fall into a coma in an instant.
After a long time, Zhang He finally woke up again.
"Brother is not dead, hahaha." Although the pain was still unbearable, Zhang He still couldn't help but let out a burst of wild laughter.
After the joy of the rest of his life, the severe pain invaded instantly, and the painful Zhang He wanted to fall into a coma, Nima, this twentieth step is really another qualitative leap, no wonder this unlucky guy will die here tragically.
Looking at the bones that were crushed by himself, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness, a burst of happiness that he would not die.
Another torment of life and death made Zhang He's mentality stronger, but the current Zhang He didn't pay attention to these at all, and he didn't notice these at all, but it is undeniable that Zhang He's mentality is indeed becoming stronger and stronger unconsciously, and becoming more and more calm in the wandering between life and death.
Tranquility is a realm, a realm that countless people can't reach in a lifetime, and there is detachment above calmness, but the current Zhang He is still 108,000 miles away from this realm.
The twenty-first step is the intensification of the attack.
The twenty-second step is another multiplier increase in the number of attacks.
Cruel breakthrough, every step is cruel, but it is precisely because every step is the cruelty of life and death, so for Zhang He, every step is a huge progress.
Quantitative change caused qualitative change, and one step further forward, another unlucky guy fell, and Zhang He couldn't help but get entangled again, but this time, Zhang He's hesitation time was significantly shorter than the last time.
The thirtieth step was another test of nine deaths and a lifetime, but fortunately, Zhang He was lucky to persevere again.
It was another lucky escape from death, and another transformation for the rest of his life, this time the transformation made Zhang He's momentum suddenly become domineering, for a while, Zhang He's heart was full of pride, and for a while, Zhang He's body was full of cold fighting spirit.
This is the first time that a fearless expression has appeared on Zhang He's face since he broke through the level, and this is the first time since he broke through the level that Zhang He feels that he will be able to persevere to the end.
Escaping death again and again made Zhang He full of confidence, but the road ahead is long, and it is still difficult step by step, and every step is a cruel test.
But since stepping on the second skeleton, Zhang He has finally become resolute, no longer hesitating at every step, no longer hesitating, as long as the injury is recovered, he will not hesitate to take a step forward and stride forward.
Step by step cruelty, step by step transformation, step by step enhancement, Zhang He became fearless and brave, but Zhang He never got rid of the torture step by step, the test of life and death step by step.
The brutal break continued, but at this moment, outside the treasure, everyone was helpless again, because in addition to not being able to pull out the sword, they couldn't push open the door of the secret room.
The helplessness of sitting on the treasure mountain, but getting nothing, made everyone feel anxious, so everyone had to give up their prejudices and sit down calmly to discuss the way to break the treasure.