Wang Yan slowly walked in front of everyone, smiled slightly, proved that he was fine, nodded, and walked forward again.

This time, instead of being reckless as he had begun, he released his sword qi and completely enveloped his body. Then carefully move forward one step at a time.

Wang Yan's judgment was completely correct, and when he took another step forward, he suddenly felt a huge pressure overwhelmingly. Constantly squeezing his body hard, just like pressing his fingers into a balloon, the feeling that the balloons are about to pop his fingers, a layer of gray 'mist' and 'mist' airflow instantly appeared around his body, Wang Yan clearly felt that his sword qi was rapidly consuming.

Gritting his teeth and resisting the pressure, Wang Yan slowly raised his left 'leg' and took his second step forward, as he expected, when he took the second step, the pressure on his body increased again. That's almost a five-percent increase from the first step.

Wang Yan quickly stopped, took two deep breaths, his body accelerated again, and took two steps forward one after another. Suddenly, the feeling became more pronounced. The pressure coming from the front is like a 'tide' of water, rushing in. Bean-sized beads of sweat quietly appeared on the sideburns, and in the blink of an eye, they became white 'colored' crystals.

Without moving forward, Wang Yan just cautiously stepped back step by step. It's easy to move forward, but it's even harder to retreat, and if you're not careful, your body will be ejected again. The consequences are definitely much more serious than in the first step.

One step, two steps...... With every step back, the pressure doesn't lessen by a fraction of a fraction. Finally, Wang Yan returned to the other four again, his face flushed. The others all 'revealed' a dignified 'color', and they understood that if they were to change to themselves, they would probably be even more embarrassed than Wang Yan.

"It's very strange here, there seems to be something in front of us that is holding us back. Wang Yan took a break and then told the others about the situation ahead. "But we must move forward, or we ......" or what, needless to say, the crowd can guess.

Everyone nodded deeply, and their eyes were filled with determination.

This time, Wang Yan did not advance alone, but with Zhou Tian and them. The five of them supported each other, pulled each other tightly, and walked forward together. The sword qi was all released, forming a strange ribbon of light dominated by blue 'color'.

One-step......

Except for Wang Yan, the other four people all felt as if their bodies were being crushed, and the invisible pressure kept squeezing their bodies, blocking the pace of moving forward.

Everyone gritted their teeth and took a second step forward together. Like Wang Yan's feelings, the first step forward, the pressure will increase a lot. The overwhelming pressure is like a 'tidal' water, surging in, constantly squeezing backwards.

The straight line formed by the five people, like a straw in the wind, swayed constantly, as if it would disappear with the wind at any time. Before moving forward, Wang Yan made the best arrangements. Wang Yan is in the middle, on the left is Qin Xiao of the third-level swordsman, on the right is Wang Xin of the third-level swordsman, and on the left of Qin Xiao is Fang He, and on the right of Wang Xin is Zhou Tian. Qin Xiao and Wang Xin's abilities are undoubtedly the lowest relatively speaking, but with the assistance of the strongest Wang Yan, it must be a lot easier, and there are two fourth-level sword masters on both sides, Fang He and Zhou Tian, who lead the weak with the strong, and the arrangement is indeed reasonable.

"Hold on!" Just straightening Qin Xiao's body, Wang Yan struggled to squeeze two out of his teeth. The complexion has also become a little ugly.

The other four people slammed their efforts, and the sword qi around them became a little thicker again. The five lifted the 'legs' again, but slowly lowered them again, and after three lifts, they lowered them again. Everyone's bodies were leaning forward, but their bodies were shaking.

"Come on!" put down the 'leg' for the fifth time, Wang Yan roared lightly, and took the lead in lifting the 'leg', and the other four people followed and lifted the 'leg' and stepped forward heavily.

Everyone only felt that the earth trembled, and the five 'legs' finally stepped down heavily. And just this step, the other four people felt that they could not move an inch. The pressure of the 'tide' repelled everyone's body, and a faint white 'color' mist began to rise around the body.

Gritting his teeth, everyone's eyes were shining with determination, and after resting for ten minutes in the third step, he finally lifted his 'legs' again and walked towards the fourth step......

"Ah......h

"Be careful!"

Fang He stumbled under his feet, and his body suddenly fell backwards. Everyone secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat, unconsciously increasing the strength in their hands, especially Qin Xiao next to Fang He, who endured the pain from his shoulder and grabbed Fang He's shoulder tightly.

Fang He's body didn't keep falling backwards, swaying, and the huge force of pulling and folding made Wang Yan in the middle have to grit his teeth and hold Qin Xiao tightly.

Fang He's face had turned blood-red, and the huge pressure had already made him breathless. Gritting his teeth, Fang He roared lightly, and his body fell forward abruptly, and then he stood up. The sweat on his forehead was dripping down like rain.

For a whole day, the five did not retreat half a minute. The further back you go, the more pressure you get, and the rest time before each step forward increases. At the end of the day, the distance traveled can be said to be not related to snails.

However, even so, everyone was not discouraged at all, because in the endless pressure, everyone felt that their 'essence' divine power was constantly rising.

"Take a break. Seeing that everyone was sweating profusely, Wang Yan's hands used a slight force. Grabbed Qin Xiao and Wang Xin on both sides and said.

The five people, none of whom let go, all clung to the shoulders on both sides. Stand straight in place and start to rest.

"Hey, why don't I feel cold?" Fang He, who was on the very edge, suddenly frowned and said breathlessly.

Only then did everyone realize that although there was a vast white area around them, they did not feel the slightest cold. Everyone also found out that everyone's foreheads were beads of sweat and steaming.

However, even if it was hot, no one dared to let go of their hands and take off their clothes.

After a short rest, the footsteps of the five people lifted again and walked towards the unknown ahead......

Airplanes......

I don't know how long it took, everyone suddenly felt light, and the thousands of miles of snow in front of them disappeared without a trace in an instant. It turned into the yellow sand of the previous patch again.

Suddenly lost pressure, and the five of them almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Wang Yan reacted quickly, so there was no ugly scene.

"What's going on?" Qin Xiao looked around, making sure it was the desert before, and said suspiciously.

"During this time, we didn't move forward at all. Wang Yan turned around and looked at everything around, and suddenly found that there was a 'hole' in the ground, which was almost the same size as the previous 'insertion' of the sign.

Doubtful, puzzled!

"It seems that our guess is correct, and this must be a test for us. If we had chosen to retreat at that time, it would have been the real death!" Wang Yan 'touched' the 'hole' in the ground and continued.

Suddenly, his body froze and he almost fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood instantly spurted out of his mouth, staining the yellow sand in front of him red.

"Wang Yan......" Zhou Tian and the others obviously saw Wang Yan's body leaning forward suddenly, kneeling on the ground with both 'legs', and ran over one after another.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xin was closest to Wang Yan, ran up in three or two steps, helped Wang Yan, and asked anxiously.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, the wound has recurred. Wang Yan sat down with Wang Xin's support, and a reluctant smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

"Wang Yan, are you okay?" At this time, Zhou Tian and they also rushed over and asked one after another.

"It's okay, it's okay. Wang Yan nodded lightly and said. However, as Wang Yan took off the clothes on his body one by one, everyone's eyes kept widening with their surprised expressions.

I saw that Wang Yan's left 'chest' had all turned into a red 'color', and the bright red blood was still spreading around. Wang Yan frowned slightly, and tore the last piece of clothing with force, and the blood on his 'chest' spilled out, instantly contaminating everything around him.

On the left 'chest', a two-finger-wide opening, like a small mouth, opened left and right, as if it had just appeared. The blood of blood kept flowing outward, but the area around the wound was dark and 'colored'. A trace of black 'colored' light continued to linger on the edge of the wound, and it looked very strange.

Without waiting for others to ask, Wang Yan hurriedly took out some hemostatic 'medicine' from the ring and sprinkled it on it, temporarily stopping the loss of blood. With a slight frown, he took out a leaf of Tianshan Spirit Grass again and ate it quickly. Then close your eyes and rest.

Two hours later, Wang Yan finally opened his eyes. But when he looked down at his wounds, he couldn't help but be surprised. At the wound, there was still a faint black light slowly lingering, and there was no improvement at all. "It doesn't seem that this wound is poisonous. Muttering, Wang Yan took out a piece of gauze, bandaged the wound, and then slowly stood up.

"Brother, I'm ......" Seeing Wang Yan stand up, Wang Xin said in a low voice with a guilty face.

"It's okay, it's none of your business. Wang Yan patted Wang Xin's shoulder and said with a smile. "I'm sorry to worry everyone. ”

"What's the matter with your wound?" Fang He frowned and asked uneasily. Although Wang Yan was bounced out at first, and the wound was the same as it had just caused, it was not like such a wound.

"Hehe, this is caused by accidentally encountering a group of demonic beasts some time ago. Wang Yan smiled faintly and said.

"No, this wound doesn't look like it was injured by a demonic beast, so you better be honest. At the beginning when Wang Yan was resting, Zhou Tian and others carefully observed Wang Yan's wounds, although everyone was silent, but they all agreed in their hearts that Wang Wei's injuries must be caused by sharp weapons.

Wang Yan smiled faintly, looked at Wang Xin, who was full of guilt, and took out the black 'colored' short sword.