Wu Tian's whole person also fell to the ground weakly, breathing vigorously, as if the act of inhaling air could improve his condition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fighting spirit has been completely lost from Wu Tian's body, and what is left is only a little physical strength and an intact body, because it is a martial artist, his physical strength itself is not weak, so even if he loses his fighting qi as a transcendent strength, it is also not down to a level that can be killed by miscellaneous fish below the sage.

Of course, if there is a monster like the dragon just now, then Wu Tian also feels that he should have the option to commit suicide, because this may be a better way to die. At least it's better than being struck by eternal dragon breath and feeling your life force constantly being pumped out.

Wu Tian didn't plan to move forward, because he knew that if there were any levels ahead, how many of them were there now, how many would die, Wu Tian didn't think it would be a wise thing to do, so he planned to stay in place, take a good rest, and only act after the fighting spirit recovered.

However, judging from the current demonic power of heaven and earth, it would take a lot of time to return to the normal level of Dou Qi, and perhaps it would be a better idea to leave the temple temporarily.

After thinking of this, Wu Tian just waited for the fighting spirit to recover a little before standing up, and instead of looking at the deeper position, he turned his head without nostalgia at all, and ran directly.

(Staying here to restore the fighting spirit is simply death, even if it is a reply, it is to recover in the outside, and the environment outside is not as bad as here)

However, Wu Tian found that he seemed to be unable to run, because--

"Where did the exit go??"

In front of Wu Tian's eyes, it was just a sealed hole, or a smooth wall, Wu Tian put his hand on the wall, and then clasped it hard, from the echo, Wu Tian felt that it was not hollow.

The fist was placed on his waist, and then he threw a punch with all his strength, making a loud noise, even if there was no fighting spirit, the power that Wu Tian's body could use was not weak, but it was impossible to prevent Wu Tian's boxing if it was Shi Bi.

Qi waves were born from Wu Tian's fist, and the fist hit the wall straight, but the wall did not change at all, there were no cracks, no vibration, as if Wu Tian's fist was hit in the air.

The pain that came from the fist to the brain told Wu Tian that he had indeed hit, but it was only because his strength was too weak that there was no change.

(Wait, the strength is too weak?) It's just a stone wall... Not good)

Wu Tian suddenly took a few steps back, then turned around decisively and ran at high speed, without looking back at the intact wall.

(It is impossible to eat a stone wall of the Sage Monster level without damaging it, so there are two possibilities, one, the wall is built with enough materials to refine the artifact, and second... Maybe it's some kind of monster with a powerful body. ）

(The possibility of the former can be ruled out, because, I know what the environment here was in the first place, the material for the sacrificial artifact?) How could there be talent, if there were, I would have taken it away at the time, and even if it was the material of an artifact, it was impossible not to even vibrate. ）

(Moreover, if it is really the material of an artifact, how can it be that you can't feel even a little supernatural power?) Remove the material into the essence, but if it is the material that becomes the essence, then the possibility is naturally the latter. ）

Wu Tian didn't turn his head to look at it at all, and there was a panicked look on his face, as if there was something terrible behind him, and before he knew it, he had already run a certain distance.

"Here and there? Strange? Places I haven't seen before."

Wu Tian was sure that the direction he was going in was definitely going back, but he found that the place was wrong, whether it was the corpse of the dragon (although it had turned into the remnants of the blood mist), or the traces of the battle, all of these were gone.

It's strange, but there is no reason for this.

Wu Tian really couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know anything at all, but it didn't seem to be dangerous, and besides, there was no information coming out of his intuition, so maybe this was to show that this was just a place like a rest stop?

Although Wu Tian felt that he wouldn't even believe this, he could only force himself to believe it.

"Are you here to seek treasures?"

It sounds like a somewhat old voice, if it is not deliberately set, it means that the owner of this voice must be a loser who can't even reach the immortality of the Sage.

"Are you?"

Wu Tian looked at the source of the voice, his face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of vigilance, because he had no idea how there was no one here.

As the voice indicated, it was indeed an old man, although it seemed that his qi and blood were decaying, and it didn't look like how many years of life he had to live, but his spirit was very sufficient, and it seemed that his cultivation was not bad.

Wu Tian's divine sense moved, and he carefully felt the old man, but the information he got was completely unusual.

"Me? I've forgotten my name, I've lived here so long that I haven't even written down my name."

(Obviously, the last time I came to build a pseudo-temple, there was no one at all.) Why is it so long? ）

"Can you tell me how many years it is?"

The old man asked in an old voice, and Wu Tian also answered honestly, after all, there was no need to lie on this issue.

"What? How is that possible?"

The old man seemed to be very frightened, but he didn't talk to Wu Tian anymore, just kept repeating nouns like "maybe, possibility, possibility".

"How could it be... I came here twenty years ago..."

Wu Tian suddenly heard the old man say this, and then Wu Tian looked at the old man, but he only saw a very terrifying look, as if it was a rabid dog.

The old man suddenly rushed forward, and then, grabbing Wu Tian's clothes and shaking them, he said excitedly, "You tell me, this is fake, this is not true."

Wu Tian decisively slashed with his hand, lightly knocked the old man unconscious, and then thought carefully again. (To be continued.) )