The sky was gray, like a chaotic world where heaven and earth were born.

Beneath his feet was an endless expanse of earth, a withered yellow color, with the occasional stubble of dead grass to be seen, but there was no life, cracks spread out of the earth, and finally extended to the end of the sight.

"Is this the test of the Great Desolation Monument?" Lin Mu muttered softly.

This kind of scenery was very similar to the situation he had seen in the space inside the Desolate Demon Eye Monument.

"Senior Tablet Spirit, please come out and meet me, I know that you are suppressing a demon, and I have a way to solve it for you." Lin Mu said loudly.

However, his voice gradually dissipated in the vast land, but the stele spirit did not respond.

"Don't you believe me?" Lin Mu laughed at himself, a Shengxuan Realm said that he could kill a true king who had survived two reincarnation tribulations, and this was indeed not credible.

"Then we can only pass your test first."

Lin Mu's small figure stood in the vast heaven and earth, took a deep breath, and then walked forward.

This walk is a month, Lin Mu is like a tireless machine, moving forward step by step on this cracked and dark yellow ground, although the speed is not fast, but it has not stopped at all, and the speed has never slowed down.

For a month, the scenery he saw hardly changed, this barren land seemed to have no end, and he himself seemed to be eroded by the desolation, his skin became dry and yellow, and his black hair also became yellow.

"It's a really hard feeling."

Lin Mu's remaining strength is getting smaller and smaller, as he walks, this barren land is absorbing his strength, he has tried to resist, but to no avail.

"Senior Tablet Spirit, are you still unwilling to come out to meet?" Lin Mu shouted loudly.

In this month, he tried many times, but the stele spirit just didn't react at all, so he secretly wrote down this account, and if he had the opportunity in the future, he must pit the big desolate stele once.

Lin Mu's heavy steps still maintained his original speed and walked forward, he was not a person who gave up easily.

At the same time, on another barren land, a strong figure fell to the ground, his whole body was torn, but no blood flowed out, and his body turned into a little starlight and began to slowly dissipate.

"Failed ......"

Jiang Hao's eyes were filled with a touch of unwillingness and tiredness, and his vision began to blur, and finally completely turned into points of light and dissipated on the vast land.

The time outside is synchronized with the inside of the monument, and the same month has passed.

However, the hall master and most of the disciples of the four halls of the Dao Sect were still guarding the outside of the Great Desolate Monument, always paying attention to the six figures sitting on the green rock.

Airplanes!

The pillar of light that enveloped the six people suddenly made a movement, and slowly became weaker.

"Jiang Hao failed." Wudao sighed, it was not the first time he had seen such a situation.

Under the countless gazes, the pillar of light finally dissipated completely, Jiang Hao's body also fell, and with a wave of Chenzhen's robe, a Yuan Li Match Exercise brought Jiang Hao over, and then handed it over to the disciples of the Desolate Hall to take care of.

"It's good to be able to hold on for a month." Chen Zhen saw that Jiang Hao's face was as pale as paper, and knew that the latter had persevered until the last moment.

"I don't know what's wrong with that guy?" Ying Huanhuan looked at Lin Mu, who was sitting withered, and the slender jade hand in his sleeve clenched a little unconsciously.

In the expectant and nervous waiting, half a month has passed.

In the past half a month, Pang Tong, Song Zhou and Fang Yun also failed one after another, leaving only Lin Mu and Lin Dong still sitting there.

"Now it's up to the two of you." Enlightenment looked at the two figures in front of the stele, which was the last hope of the desolate hall.

"If that guy doesn't comprehend the Great Desolation Sutra, I don't know how much of a blow he will suffer." Ying Huanhuan was vaguely worried about Lin Mu.

On a mountain peak some distance away from the Great Desolation Monument, there were two figures looking in the direction of the Great Desolation Monument, one of these two people was Ying Xuanzi, and the other was an old man in a blue robe.

"Lin Mu and Lin Dong are not in a good state, I don't know how long they can last?" The blue-robed old man said slowly.

"I'm sure these two guys will surprise us." Ying Xuanzi smiled faintly.

"You have faith in them." The blue-robed old man was surprised.

In the barren land, Lin Mu was still moving forward, but his speed was a little slower, and every step he took now was very difficult.

"Bei Ling, if you don't come out again, the master is going to turn his face, with your situation, hold on for another three years at most, this may be your last chance, don't you want to gamble?"

Lin Mu's tone was no longer polite as before, he stretched out his hand and dug out a dead grass on the ground, and with a touch of his fingers, the dry grass directly turned into powder and drifted away.

"Desolation is not like this, after desolation, vitality is hidden, when the spring flowers bloom, desolation will also be full of vitality, you have been eroded by foreign demons, and if you don't treat it, it will be too late."

A gentle breeze blew on the barren land, and then waves rose over the land, and these waves converged towards the forest and pasture from all directions.

Lin Mu felt that the dissipated power in his body was rapidly recovering, and his skin and hair had also changed back to their normal color.

"You're finally giving up."

Lin Mu smiled faintly, as soon as his voice fell, this barren land began to crack, cracks began to spread, and finally the entire heaven and earth completely collapsed, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.

Outside, the pillar of light that shrouded Lin Mu and Lin Dong began to weaken, and seeing this scene, a look of disappointment that could not be concealed appeared on everyone's faces.

"Looks like we need to comfort that guy later." Ying Huanhuan thought secretly.

"Alas, can't even they comprehend the Great Desolation Sutra?" There was a hint of bitterness on Wudao's face, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"This damn Great Desolate Monument, our Dao Sect has guarded it for thousands of years, and we don't even give any face." Chenzhen couldn't help but complain.

"What is this?" Ying Huanhuan suddenly noticed that although the pillar of light was weakening, it suddenly stopped just as it was about to dissipate.

After waiting for a few minutes, the pillar of light still did not dissipate, and everyone's faces showed a touch of joy.

"Lin Mu and Lin Dong have not failed." There was a glimmer of hope on Enlightened face.

Buzzing!

The Great Desolate Monument suddenly trembled, and waves of light condensed on the huge monument surface, and the last brilliant pillar of light burst out, enveloping Lin Mu and Lin Dong.

The surface of the stele became like a mirror, and a vague figure could be faintly seen.

"That's the telepathy?" Wudao trembled a little with excitement.

"When Zhou Tong's predecessors comprehended the Great Desolation Sutra, the spirit of the stele appeared." Zilei said.

"Congratulations, I'm afraid your desolate hall is going to turn over completely this time." Wesson smiled, not unhappy that the number one position in the Temple of Heaven was taken away.

Chenzhen and Enlightenment look at each other, and after a hundred years, someone in their desolate hall finally comprehends the Great Desolation Sutra again, and it is still two at a time.

"That guy really succeeded, so shouldn't I agree to his request unconditionally?" Ying Huanhuan saw Lin Mu's success, happy but also a little worried about himself, what if Lin Mu's request was too much?