And the other person's voice did not come out of his mouth, but directly reflected in his mind.

"You are the so-called 'God' of the earth."

Wang Yan looked at the figure that appeared out of thin air and asked.

"I'm just a cultivator whose cultivation is much higher than yours, but in this place, I'm an omnipotent god!"

As the other party's voice appeared, the space next to Wang Yan suddenly distorted, and a door about two meters high and almost two meters wide quietly appeared.

There is nothing unusual about this door, although it seems abrupt to stand on the top of a frost-covered mountain, but the meaning of the place it represents is much more important than the appearance.

"Behind the door leads to where you came from, open the door and you will be able to return to the original point, and everything you experience here will be erased as if it had never been there!"

The voice sounded in his head again, and Wang Yan turned around and grabbed the door without hesitation.

Wang Yandi's behavior did not seem to be unexpected, and the figure neither stopped nor sighed, as if he knew from the beginning that Wang Yan would choose this way.

His hands were getting closer and closer to the door, and it seemed that he could immediately choose to abandon the lifeless level and return to the original place. But just when Wang Yandi's hand was about to touch the door, it suddenly stopped.

"Open the door and get out of here when nothing happens! But what if I passed! ”

Wang Yan turned his head to look at the "god", his eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance.

"Come here, you can get one thing. A nice-to-have, but crucial thing for you! ”

"It's dispensable, but it's also crucial. Don't you feel like it's contradictory to speak. ”

"Whether it is contradictory or not, you will only know if you get it!"

"God" didn't explain, it was still the attitude that let Wang Yan choose by himself.

"In that case, then I'll go over and see what you're up to!"

After hearing the other party's words, Wang Yan chuckled, and turned around and walked towards the suspension bridge without hesitation.

The suspension bridge between the two mountains was not long, and it seemed that it could rush through it in a dozen seconds with a breath, but the countless bright blades and dense snake heads were silently telling of deadly danger.

I don't know the species of poisonous snakes, one is paralyzed, two are stiff, and three ascend to heaven.

The blade of the knife flashed with cold light, and the skin opened the flesh at once, and the flesh and bones splashed in two times, and in three strokes, it could be thrown aside to feed the poisonous snake.

This distance of 100 meters is like the difference between the world and hell, open the door is the world, and walk through it is hell.

It's just that Wang Yan stepped onto the suspension bridge as if he was unconscious, seemingly ignoring this terrible hell.

"Thorny ......"

The sharp blade sliced his shoe as soon as it touched, and the blade sliced through the sole of the shoe, and blood spurted out, staining the entire area red.

"Hiss ......"

The poisonous snake wrapped around the side of the drawbridge was unwilling to be lonely, and bit Wang Yan hard after reaching the attack range.

The sharp fangs tore through the fragile skin, injecting lethal venom into it, and even directly pounced on the whole body and tore frantically.

It was only about ten meters when he walked out, but his feet were already rotten and his bones were exposed. The legs were black and purple, and the venom spread horribly upwards rapidly.

But Wang Yan still seemed to be ignorant and unconscious, and continued to move forward unhurriedly. The heart-rending pain, which was enough to make a person die several times, was so poisonous that it didn't exist as if it didn't exist, and it didn't affect his progress in the slightest.

After stepping on the suspension bridge, he had already walked twenty meters, and at this time, Wang Yandi's feet were already bloody and fleshy, and pieces of ground and flesh were hanging on them. The hard bones and blades rubbed together in a series of tooth-wrenching "crunching" sounds, and the naked eye could see the occasional fine white powder scattered among the flesh of the scarlet ground.

On both feet, large areas of blue and black patches have spread to the base of the thighs. Below the knees, where the toxins are concentrated, have apparently begun to fester.

However, the physical damage didn't seem to be able to stop Wang Yandi's footsteps, and he couldn't even slow it down.

Letting the flesh and blood be cut and the skin and bones to be eroded by toxins, Wang Yan didn't even frown, and still unswervingly marched towards the other side.

The distance had already walked out of thirty meters, and the flesh and blood on Wang Yan's feet had all been cut, and the bones of the white ground were wrapped in scarlet-colored ground membranes, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

Further up, the toxins had spread across the waist to the navel, and the thighs hung loosely on them like boiled pork knuckles, as if they could fall off at any moment.

Ignoring the abnormality on his body, Wang Yan's face was indifferent, but his expression was extremely firm.

The hundred-meter-long suspension bridge was almost halfway out, but Wang Yan's appearance at this time was already tragic to the extreme.

The flesh and blood on his feet had been cut clean by the blades, and the bones of his feet were shattered, and the blue and black patches caused by the poison had reached his chest and were about to erode into his heart.

There is a knife mountain in front, a poisonous snake in the back, and a bottomless cliff below, Wang Yan seems to have reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted and in a dilemma, but there is still no hesitation and fear on his face, and he is still full of indifference and determination.

Time passed little by little, but the short distance of fifty meters was like a moat.

If the calf is broken, then use the thigh to advance, and if the thigh is gone, then use both hands to support. The terrible toxin eroded upward, and even his indifferent cheeks were already pitch black.

Wang Yan still didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and still unswervingly moved forward to the other side, not even the slightest panic.

It was as if the pain on his body was unconscious, as if the blade, the poisonous snake and the cliff were just illusions, because without his legs, Wang Yandi's speed had been pressed to the extreme, but he was still moving slowly by his arms.

There were only twenty meters left from the pavilion on the opposite side of the suspension bridge, but Wang Yandi's hands had completely disappeared, and even his arms had been completely cut off.

The situation seemed to have reached a desperate situation, but in the next moment, the poisonous snake and blade disappeared out of thin air, and Wang Yan also appeared on the stone bench on the pavilion floor, sitting opposite the "god".

"Why don't you continue?"

The moment the poisonous snake and the blade disappeared, Wang Yan's injuries had completely recovered, and by the way, even the clothes on his body were intact.

Physical recovery is very simple, as long as the cultivation reaches a certain level, or there is some kind of special magic or treasure, even if there is only one head left, it can be recovered. But if you want to restore a tattered piece of clothing to its original state, it will be more troublesome.