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"Is it sympathy?"

"Yes, after all, there are millions of monks, but in the end, there are only less than 10,000 left. ”

"In life, there is always death. ”

"Even if you don't die today, you will die one day, early and late, is there a difference?"

"For monks, isn't what they are pursuing is detachment? If they can't be detached, what kind of monk is they? ”

"I understand. ”

"It's just that it's a little too early to let them enter the battlefield now and face the demons, and they are not well prepared. ”

"What does it mean to be well prepared, and what does it mean to be well prepared?"

"Gongjiang, you, you're too sentimental. ”

At this moment, above the hall, two protectors stood in a similar position, one of them looked at the other and said directly.

The protector called Gongjiang suddenly sighed and didn't speak.

"The big waves wash the sand, the Infinite Palace needs only gold, and only gold can shine in the Infinite Palace, as for the rest, although it is very pitiful, it can only be used as the cornerstone of gold. ”

"In fact, isn't that the evolution of life itself?"

"Those who are unqualified and unsuitable will be eliminated. ”

"On the other hand, the Infinite Palace is much kinder than the Universe of Reason. ”

"At the very least, only the individual will always be eliminated in our place, not the whole, and if you are willing to be ordinary, you can still live. ”

"I understand. Gongjiang shook his head and said slowly, "So don't I just stand with you at this moment?"

Another said: "You... , look, today's sacrifice will not be in vain. ”

"The gold that survives will definitely bloom a hundredfold or a thousand times more brilliance than this moment in the future, and at that time, the little guy who sacrificed today can be regarded as having achieved them, isn't it?"

"Hmm. ”

Gongjiang nodded, didn't speak, just quietly looked at the 200,000 monks on the demon hunting list, no, it should be said that everyone after 10,000 monks.

It's a pity....

On the side, the other protector did not speak.

Is it a pity?

After all, the people on the list today, especially the backward ones, actually have a lot of good guys.

It's a pity, who didn't let them take the chance?

For monks, talent may be extremely important, but for the Infinite Palace, talent is just a point of evaluation, the choice of opportunity, their own luck, everything, only those who meet all the standards in the comprehensive can have a chance to stand out.

The Infinite Palace, at best, is just a platform, and how far it can go depends on itself.

On the ladder, the 960th floor.

Yang Xiaokai cultivated frantically.

The sky turtle devours and the earth turtle boils, and the two are constantly alternating.

Because of the huge pressure, the time at one time has been completely suppressed to the point of forty seconds.

Once in forty seconds, that's nearly 2,160 times a day.

Once is equal to a hundred times of proficiency, that is more than 200,000 times, that is, two hundred and sixteen times.

In other words, after two thousand three hundred days, he would be able to successfully cultivate the fourth level of the Tibetan Return Technique.

Two thousand days....

Slowly opening his eyes, Yang Xiaokai's expression was extremely solemn.

If the war hadn't begun, 2,000 days would have been a lot, but it would have been a lot, but now, it would have been too long, too long.

It has to be faster, faster.

Even if he still hasn't fully adapted to the pressure here, Yang Xiaokai can be sure that after holding on for a period of time, the situation of once in forty seconds should be suppressed again, and even reach the point of once in thirty seconds.

But obviously, what if it is suppressed for thirty seconds?

Time, still not enough.

Now, he has only three hundred days left, no, it should be two hundred and ninety-nine days now.

Already, I don't have the time to get used to it a little bit, and then completely reach that standard.

Go up!

Looking up, Yang Xiaokai looked at the stairs above, and after taking a sharp breath, he raised his steps again.

One order, one order, another order.

As Yang Xiaokai's footsteps continued to rise, his breathing gradually became heavy, his body began to tremble, and sweat dripped.

Ten floors, ten floors.

From the nine hundred and sixty floors, Yang Xiaokai broke through little by little, and began to approach little by little, the class that only after the Earth Saint would set foot in.

Nine hundred and ninety-seven, nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine.

One thousand, whole!

Finally, with the fall of Yang Xiaokai's last footsteps, he came to the thousandth floor.

Bang!

A terrifying pressure struck at this moment.

In an instant, the weight of the body seemed to increase a hundredfold, and the bones that were pressed down transmitted incomparable pain.

The environment also became more intense at this moment, no longer around me, but burning in the body, and the pain was almost impossible to breathe.

And the mental pressure that was originally broken by him with his will seemed to be liberated at this moment, and the huge pressure like a tsunami of mountains and tsunams fell directly on Yang Xiaokai's body with incomparable pain.

It hurts, it hurts.

Give up, give up.

Going to die, going to die.

The new pressure, combined with the other three pressures, for a while, Yang Xiaokai's body, bones, and even his soul couldn't help but let out a sad scream.

Burst!

Blood, spilling from the mouth.

Laugh at.

Blood, spilling from the skin.

Just standing, it's like being late, and there is hardly any place on the whole body, but it's okay to finish.

Give up.

Let's get out of here.

It's going to die, it's really going to die....

"Ahh

Just when the huge weight continued to impact his body and destroy his heart, Yang Xiaokai slowly raised his head, and raised his head to the sky and launched a loud roar, higher than a burst.

"Get out of my !!"

The widening eyes spit out dazzling gold, the will of the Emperor of Heaven, which was ten thousand times stronger than a shield and ten thousand times sharper than a gun, exploded in diameter at this moment, and the diameter of the diameter exploded again, and the diameter was expelled again, and the pain was severe, it was uncomfortable, and it was all expelled from the wavering mind.

Whew, whew.

Gasping hard, extremely tired.

Although the mind is liberated, the body still bears it.

With his eyes wide open, Yang Xiaokai felt the situation inside his body.

Hurt!

Although the body is constantly repairing, the injuries are also constantly regenerating, and the repeated results bring Yang Xiaokai are undoubtedly extremely painful.

Hey!

Faced with this scene, Yang Xiaokai couldn't help but smile at this moment, and his face showed even more satisfaction.

Here, nice.

It's decided, and here it is.

If it is said that when the nine hundred and sixty layers are on the ninth and sixtyth floor, it is to put pressure on Yang Xiaokai and help him cultivate, then here at the thousandth level, it can be said that even if Yang Xiaokai does not practice, as long as he persists, his physical body can be strengthened.

Of course, the price is not without it.

The sharp pain like Ling Chi every minute and every second, as well as the inevitable loss of life under the continuous self-repair of the body.

Looking at Yang Xiaokai, who had turned into a bloody man in an instant, the Heavenly Emperor Elf couldn't help but speak out, there is no doubt that it can no longer be regarded as cultivation here, but is playing with his life.

"The host.... ”

"I understand. ”

Yang Xiaokai's body trembled, if he could, an idiot would use this way to cultivate.

But the problem is, he doesn't have a choice, he doesn't have a choice.

The time of more than 2,000 days is compressed to 200 days, and there is no tenfold pressure, how can there be tenfold progress?

"Alright...

"Practice, begin. ”

"Time, let's compare it, whether you are better, or me is faster... ”