"Is it the prosperity and decline?" Wang Fusheng muttered to himself.

The things that are in the sunshine in this world don't necessarily have to grow in the places where the sun is in the sun, and the things that grow around the volcano may be masculine. But the real core of the volcanic realm, where the temperature reaches an extreme, may grow a negative curiosity. The reverse is also true.

The blood tomb originally contained the blood of the Zhiyang, because it was buried in the ground for I don't know how many years, so the Zhiyang reached a certain height and produced yin. And the gap dug by the workers during construction happened to be the place where the yin qi gathered, so the kind of yin qi scene appeared before. And now all the yin qi is leaking out, so the true side of the blood tomb is revealed.

"The qi and blood are too strong for ordinary people to bear." Red Aya's face turned red, as if she had been scorched by flames too close to the furnace. An excessively exuberant breath may make people feel excited, excited, and excitable within a certain range. But if the critical point of hyperactivity is passed, it is very likely that the hyperactivity will be overdone and he will explode directly to death.

"Maybe it's a really good place." Wang Fusheng stared at the pit with bright eyes, and the movement of the pit at this time attracted the attention of many martial artists. Everyone rushed over from the resting place. I was a little stunned to see such a diametrically opposed scene, but after being stunned, I was excited. Even vampires, wizards, and some shady warriors are the same.

The pole of things must be the opposite of the pole, this is a Jedi, but it is a desperate place to survive. If they can comprehend this kind of energy, then vampires may not have to live in the dark, not being afraid of sunlight may not be a talent that only high-level vampires can have, and low-level vampires can also not be afraid of sunlight.

And some of the warriors who cultivate dark martial arts may want to turn themselves into monsters who are not human or ghosts, and come and go to explore the secrets of eternal life. But more often than not, I hope that I am normal, after all, everyone loves beautiful things. Warriors are no exception. The appearance is a little better, not repulsed, but envied, that feeling is really good. You can be a good person, and no one likes to be a street rat.

"Go in?" Red Aya turned her head to look at Wang Fusheng.

"Get in." Wang Fusheng nodded affirmatively. Then he raised his legs and walked towards the depression, which was originally cold and damp, but quickly dried up at this time. Walking head-on gives you the feeling of walking towards the sun. But although this kind of blazing heat makes people's blood flow faster, it is not overbearing. It is not the kind of fiery and cold martial artist who destroys an evil thing by the power of the sun, and he will feel the warmth of his body that he has not seen for a long time, and there will be no weakening of the power suppressed by the power of the sun, or even going mad.

Hong Aya originally wanted to divinate herself, although divination for herself was like being able to heal herself, and Tianji retorted to be strict. But at this time, Hongyan can't care so much, after all, the cold ancient tomb may be a chance. But the blazing blood grave may be a catastrophe.

But what Hongya didn't expect was that Wang Fusheng said to go, and she just felt her heart beating rapidly as soon as she carried out a starting gesture, as if thousands of troops were squeezing a single-plank bridge and rushing over together, if she didn't stop it, her heart would collapse instantly. Unable to divination, Hong Aya hesitated, so she gritted her teeth and followed.

The further you go inside, the more intense the feeling of a pulsating vein, but the excitement is not repulsive. It's like an old man in his twilight who suddenly has the energy of his prime, and the indescribable refreshment makes people have an urge to vent. And there's nothing uncomfortable about it. Even this rapid flow of blood allows force to flow with it. The calm that some martial artists had encountered when they were originally practicing actually showed signs of loosening at this time. This made all the warriors rush to rush like a deep pit.

When he came to the deep pit, Wang Fusheng paused in his footsteps, and then stepped in without hesitation. In an instant, the blood-colored mist tumbling in the deep pit engulfed Wang Fusheng, and Red Aya followed closely behind. The warrior who was originally hesitant saw that someone had already entered, and he no longer hesitated to rush over.

"Not good!" As soon as he entered the blood-colored mist, Wang Fusheng's complexion changed, and his spiritual power suddenly surged towards the boundless ring. The light on the Boundless Ring flickered continuously, making a violent grinding sound, like an ancient tomb that had just fallen from a stone door. Wang Fusheng withstood the falling stone gate, and the weight of the falling stone road squeezed Wang Fusheng's resistance to the spiritual power, making a sound that made people tense to the limit.

"Whew!"

A backpack and bow and arrow were pulled out of the Boundless Ring by Wang Fusheng, and when he wanted to take something else, a blood-colored rune flashed away on the Boundless Ring, and the Boundless Ring was completely imprisoned. Then Wang Fusheng's eyebrows. The dantian, the rapidly flowing blood at the location of the heart, also instantly condensed into a blood-colored rune. The mysterious blood-colored runes flickered and disappeared, and then Wang Fusheng felt that his spirit, the force in the dantian, and the vigorous power supplied by his heart to his whole body all disappeared.

That's right, it's gone, not imprisoned, the immortal blood that has just condensed in the heart. The main bloodline hidden in the depths of the body, the demon dragon bloodline and the fire dragon bloodline flowing in the body. As well as the powerful souls and mysterious ancient scrolls in the sea space, the thunder and fire tribulations in the dantian that have not been fully absorbed have all disappeared without a trace.

In addition to this, Wang Fusheng also felt that his body was constantly degenerating, and his flesh and bones were constantly degrading. Originally, the demon dragon's body was already small, and it still had immortal blood, not to mention invulnerability, but ordinary blades were difficult to hurt, and the recovery force was very perverted. At this time, it turned into an ordinary body.

Or it became Wang Fuheng's body before he didn't use any energy potions and didn't undergo any physical evolution. That is, the body that did not enter the game of Destiny. However, this kind of degradation is not absolute, at least before Wang Fusheng entered the game of "Destiny", because his body was overdrawn by mutations, his life was greatly affected. But now Wang Fusheng is full of life, and there is no phenomenon of being overdrawn.

"How so?" The sound of Red Aya's exclamation. Apparently she also encountered the same situation as Wang Fusheng.

At this time, the two of them were standing in a rainforest, the kind of inaccessible rainforest in the history of the earth. There are no monsters, but there are beasts, poisonous snakes. The thick decaying leaves on the ground indicate that no one has been here for a long time, and the bushes stretching out here and there prove that there is no road to follow.

There was no one around the two of them, and when he first stepped into the deep pit, Wang Fusheng felt that the rolling blood-colored mist seemed to teleport him to other places randomly, so he subconsciously pulled Hong Aya. That's why the two of them were teleported here together.

"The Blooddry Realm. Level 1 - Survival! ”

Just when Wang Fusheng subconsciously looked around to determine whether he was safe. There was such a voice in the minds of all the warriors who came in. The voice disappeared, and all the martial artists still felt that they were ordinary people who had not undergone any martial arts cultivation, and everyone including the voice felt that this was not a dream.

"Blood Wither?" Wang Fusheng frowned and searched his mind for information about the Blood Withering Realm, although the spiritual power and powerful soul did not know why they disappeared without a trace, but fortunately, the memory was still there. However, after searching for a long time, Wang Fusheng did not find any records about the Blood Withering Realm.

"I don't know, what the hell is this place?" Seeing Wang Fusheng looking at him, Hong Aya shook her head a little uneasily. Whoever is deprived of great power and thrown into such an unknown environment will not feel too safe. Even Wang Fusheng couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and the unknown was the source of uneasiness.

"It's good to get them out at the last minute." Looking at the military backpack thrown at his feet, Wang Fusheng shook his head, and his eyes were a little dazed when he looked at the military backpack. Wang Fusheng couldn't remember exactly when this military backpack was thrown into the Boundless Ring.

It seems that he was preparing for a long trip before obtaining the Boundless Ring, and he casually threw it into the Boundless Ring and kept it in the corner of the Boundless Ring. Just now I felt an irresistible force that wanted to deprive him of his strength, and Wang Fusheng pulled it out in an emergency.

Inside the backpack were only field uniforms, one-person tents, and military compressed quilts. and some tools for survival in the wild. If it is equipped with a firearm and a number of bullet bags, this is the most familiar outfit of Wang Fusheng's military career. In fact, there are still firearms in the Boundless Ring, but I don't know why Wang Fusheng took the Split Mountain Bow and quiver at the last moment, instead of a submachine gun and bullet grenades or something.

Picking up the Split Mountain Bow and pulling it, Wang Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief, and he was also a little happy in his heart. The energy enchanted on the Split Mountain Bow has all disappeared and has no attributes, and now it is an ordinary bow and arrow. Perhaps because of the different forging materials, it takes a lot of force to pull it apart, and it is estimated that the shooting is farther than that of ordinary bows and arrows. And more powerful.

After checking the Split Mountain Bow, Wang Fusheng looked at the bow and arrow in the quiver again. Except for the sharpness of the arrows, all other enchantments and additional stats are gone. It's like an ordinary iron tip with a wooden shaft. Of course, the arrow in Wang Fusheng's hand is not wooden but metal, although the power of the enchantment and some auxiliary bonuses are all gone, but the essence of metal has not changed.

"It's good to have two pairs of shoes, but unfortunately there is only one set of combat uniforms." Skillfully open the backpack without a pause. It seems that it has been carried out thousands of times, and the action has become as skilled as subconsciously penetrating into the bone marrow.

The reason why two pairs of combat boots are prepared in the backpack is a habit formed in the chaotic star field of Africa. In that chaotic place full of gunfights, although most of the time the enemy was killed, it was not that he did not take prisoners. And if someone captures a prisoner, someone rescues him.

The easiest way to hold a captive is to ensure that the captives do not escape. And the way not to secretly contact the enemy is to strip the captives completely. Then a high-voltage electric shock will break all the built-in instruments in the captive's body, and then throw the captive a pair of shorts to cover his shame.

And the enemy's combat uniform and equipment or something, it is quite possible that there is a tracker or something. Therefore, when rescuing prisoners, the rescue team will carry an extra set of equipment. After all, time is tight to get the captive out of his cell, and you can't go back to him to get his equipment stripped of his equipment. It was no different from looking for death, and no one would be stupid enough to leave captured weapons and equipment in a place where the captives could easily obtain them, and wait for the captives to be rescued and take them away.

Therefore, the rescue team must carry an extra set of equipment, of course, this extra carry is not carried by one person. Instead, the rescue team shared the burden of one person's back, some carrying combat uniforms, some carrying weapons, and some being combat boots. Wang Fusheng is the one who carries combat boots.

That's why Wang Fusheng was asked to carry combat boots, because combat boots were the most important, and Wang Fusheng could make sure that his rescued companions wore them. Rescued companions, you can hide behind your comrades without a weapon and not fight. But you must not drag your comrades back when retreating, so a pair of combat boots is contrary to the importance at this time. Otherwise, even if you leave the prisoner of war camp and don't have a pair of boots in the field, you won't be able to run far. You can't be afraid of a bare ass, but if you don't have boots and you can't run because you hurt your foot, it's really over.

"I don't want to be styled, but I'd say you wear a pair of combat boots. This is the new combat boot in a size 40 and can be stretched in a size 5 size range and should fit. As for the combat uniform, I have to wear it. Wang Fusheng looked at Hong Aya and said.

"Because the backpack is yours, and the combat uniform is also yours, you are the most suitable to wear, and it is already considered a mercy to give me a pair of combat boots?" Red Aya was calm, but from the fact that her fingers were tightly clenched together, although she did not make a fist, it could still be seen that her heart was not as calm as it seemed.

"There is a willingness to do so. Although it sounds more like a piece of crap. Wang Fusheng nodded without any disguise.

"What are the other reasons?" Hong Aya looked at Wang Fusheng's eyes, the strength she relied on was completely deprived, and she was still in such a rainforest in danger on all sides. Hong Aya's attitude towards Wang Fusheng has unconsciously changed a little, there are precautions, there are also reliance, it is very complicated, and it is not clear to say.

"The other reason is that I wear them to maintain the strongest fighting power, and maybe the two of us will make it out of here alive." Wang Fusheng didn't hesitate anything, opened his combat uniform and began to change clothes. Hong Aya stared at Wang Fusheng, but when Wang Fusheng began to take off his pants, he still didn't hold on, biting his lip and turning his head.

"It's your hope of survival, isn't it?"

"Yes. This is undeniable, although I don't know what this Blood Withered World is. But just looking at the environment in front of me, I do have a greater hope of living than you. Hurry up and put your shoes on, we have to find a suitable place to camp before it gets dark.

I can feel that we are no longer the warriors who used to be able to stay awake for days and nights without sleep, and to maintain our strong mental strength just by meditating. We are now like ordinary people, we have to eat, and we are tired. So a great place to camp and a safe source of food. It is the foundation of our survival. ”

After putting on the combat uniform, Wang Fusheng also painted oil paint on his face, which is very suitable for hiding and ambushing, and there is no difference from the previous mission. The Split Mountain Bow was straddled by Wang Fusheng. The cheek pouch was put into the backpack and not taken out, holding a multi-purpose sapper shovel that could be used as an axe, shovel, and knives. On the outside of the right leg is a three-edged military thorn in the boot at the calf, and on the thigh are two rows of throwing knives the size of willow leaves.

"Throw these shoes away?" Hong Aya quickly put on her shoes and looked at Wang Fusheng with her original casual shoes.

"Everything you can use in the wild is a treasure, especially clothes and shoes." Wang Fusheng stretched out his hand and took Hongyan's shoes, Nie Qi stuffed them into his backpack and asked, "Do you need a weapon?" ”

"Just give me a bag of throwing knives. Now that there is no force, I don't know how much power it will have. ”

"Okay." Wang Fusheng gave Hong Aya a bag of flying knives: "Divination, which direction should we go?" ”

"The world has deprived a qiē of the power beyond nature to be useful for divination?" Hong Aya looked at Wang Fusheng puzzled.

"Not every Qimen warlock is an immortal, is it? With your professional knowledge, there is no need to divinate any mysterious fate. You just have to tell which direction we are going, which is the auspicious direction. Or it's safer to stay put. Since this level is survival, it means that we just need to live. I didn't say where you have to go or what you have to get to get through. ”

"I'll give it a try." Hong Aya originally wanted to say why Wang Fusheng didn't come by himself. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, and then began to frown and began to divination. Without the tools for divination, Red Aya had to look up at the sun and the direction around her. Then he pinched his fingers and silently deduced in his heart, and after about three minutes, Hong Aya spoke: "Southwest direction auspicious." ”

"Then go southwest, I don't know if the direction of this world is the same as in reality." Wang Fusheng shook his head, turned around and walked towards the southwest: "I'll open the way, you pay attention to the surroundings." Although there is no force, you must trust your instincts, and if you find danger there, fly your knife directly. ”

"I'll try my best." Red Aya nodded, her tone a little uncertain. After all, whoever is robbed of their strong dependence will not be as confident as before when doing things.

The two men walked in the rainforest one after the other, and the speed of their march was very slow because there was no road at all. After walking for a whole afternoon, I only advanced about ten kilometers or so. Wang Fusheng shook his arm that was a little numb and stopped. The continuous slashing and rushing for a whole afternoon made Wang Fusheng a little unbearable. After all, he no longer has the force to recover much as before, and it is not easy for such a high-energy-consuming open road to last for an afternoon.

"Since you also said that as long as we live, why don't we stay where we are and waste our bodies in this hurry? This level may be a little longer than anyone else in this space. Wouldn't it be better for us to stay where we are and make a safe base with our body? Seeing Wang Fusheng stop, Hong Aya, who seemed to have calmed down after an afternoon of precipitation, asked.

Although Hong Aya only followed behind for an afternoon without much effort, she was fully focused on her surroundings, making her face look very tired. And the non-stop movement of the afternoon also made her extremely consumed. Fortunately, Wang Fusheng pulled out the combat backpack at the last moment, otherwise it would be difficult for the two of them to walk in this dense jungle in casual clothes. (To be continued......)