Chapter 363: The Woman's Head

Zhang Jian's impact was to push forcefully, with the hardness of the mysterious black tripod, to forcibly break through the barrier of the steps.

The roaring sound was endless, resounding on the entire white bridge, and at this moment, Zhang Jian had no posture before, to rush through the pass, to impact the five hundred floors, and to rush to the white altar.

Along the way, Zhang Jian's body continued to vibrate, making his breath a little unstable, and his face turned even paler, all because of the force of the shock that he received from forcibly breaking through the barrier.

However, in this forcible action, Zhang Jian also absorbed a large amount of four-rank Dan Qi, making his incarnation outside his body condense to eighty and a half.

460 floors, 461 floors...... 490 floors, 491 floors. The black color of the black tripod and the golden blood on Zhang Jian's body complement each other, reflecting the surroundings, and the entire white bridge is full of treasure light.

Zhang Jian consumed a lot of divine power, and he constantly took out the spirit crystal from the storage ring and threw it into his mouth to replenish the spiritual energy to repair the damaged body.

But even so, Zhang Jian's body continued to deteriorate, and even spurted blood.

But even so, Zhang Jian persevered, and with this extremely difficult, and tantamount to cost-effective method, he finally pushed it to the 499th floor.

The five hundred floors were in front of him, and at this moment, Zhang Jian had already walked across the white bridge and walked to the front of the altar.

However, to Zhang Jian's surprise, behind this white altar, there were still steps extended, and I don't know where it leads, but there is no end in sight.

"The place where the altar has already touched the edge of the sixth-grade elixir, and there are such long steps behind it, is there still a seventh-grade, eighth-grade, or even ninth-grade pill here?"

Zhang Jian was puzzled, but at this moment he couldn't go to check because his time was running out.

At this moment, there is only the last hundred breaths left from the limit of five hours, and his state is extremely bad.

Because of the continuous use of the Black Ding to break through the barrier, Zhang Jian's body has been hit hard, if he hadn't gritted his teeth and persisted, I am afraid that he would have been unable to maintain the blood-colored mask and supernatural powers.

Even at this moment, Zhang Jian is at the limit.

"The last layer, rush!"

The last step of the time, a hundred breaths of time, Zhang Jian did not dare to delay, suppressed the increasingly serious injuries in his body, he took a deep breath, raised the black tripod again, and rushed towards the barrier.

The terrifying shock wave roared in, Zhang Jian's body trembled suddenly, and he was shaking, this last layer was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

At this moment, Zhang Jian encountered unprecedented difficulties, his body could no longer be maintained, the blood-colored mask fell from his face, and the magic power of the law and heaven and earth and the three-headed and six-armed divine power also disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Jian returned to his original size, and at this moment, Zhang Jian's breath became even more sluggish, he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his body was violently knocked away.

But fortunately, this place is special, although Zhang Jian was sent flying, he still did not leave the 499th step.

And at this moment, Heiding also lived up to expectations, and successfully broke the last layer of barriers, yes, between Zhang Jian and the altar, there was nothing in the way.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian's pale face showed a successful smile, he quickly suppressed the injuries in his body, and with a movement of his steps, he rushed to the black tripod, picked up the black tripod first, and then rushed out, stepping into the five hundredth steps, which is also where the white altar is located.

Just as Zhang Jian stepped on the five hundredth steps, the white altar trembled rapidly, and then a brilliant white light bloomed, and on it, the light gate also quickly condensed.

However, this time, the light gate was not as huge as before, but a normal size, allowing only Zhang Jian to pass through.

Zhang Jian was looking at the light gate, and suddenly, under his feet, there was a violent shock, as if some behemoth had appeared.

When Zhang Jian's complexion changed, the steps under his feet suddenly shone brightly, and a cold aura appeared out of thin air.

This aura was extremely terrifying, just appearing, it made Zhang Jian feel an irresistible sense of powerlessness in his heart, and there was a strong sense of life and death crisis that emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Jian's body was already injured, and the appearance of this breath at this moment made Zhang Jian fall back quickly as if he had been hit hard, and smashed it the altar, making the altar tremble violently, as if it couldn't bear the strength and was about to collapse.

"What is this!"

Zhang Jian was horrified in his heart, he found that his body couldn't move, as if he was invisibly imprisoned, except for his eyes and thoughts, everything was imprisoned.

Even the divine power in the body could not be operated, and the golden dragon primordial infant and black lotus in the dantian could not move the slightest.

All this made Zhang Jian feel a little frightened.

At this moment, the steps behind the altar spread into endless depth, a hundred steps, two hundred, nine hundred, and a thousand floors.

However, even if it is a thousand layers, there is still no end, and this white jade-like step continues to spread, spread, until I don't know how many thousand layers later.

Finally, in a fog, the end was reached.

There is a huge black shadow here, this black shadow is even bigger than the Ding Mountain transformed by the black ding, and at a glance, you can't see its top at all.

And in all directions, there is an endless mist, enveloping this black shadow.

However, at this moment, a strong wind appeared out of thin air, blowing away the fog and revealing the huge black shadow to its true face.

This huge black shadow is not a mountain, nor a building, but a head.

A woman's head!

The woman was pale, her eyes open, and she stared blankly into the darkness.

And the so-called white jade steps were born from her mouth, but it was her tongue.

This woman is extremely beautiful, and even now she is still very holy, and her long black hair is like a black waterfall.

The white skin seemed to be broken by blowing, but at this time, on this face, there were two lines of blood and tears flowing out of the eyes, solidifying, scabbing, and sticking to the face, making his beautiful face a little bewitching.

The woman did not know her identity, nor did she know her origin, and at this moment, this huge black shadow revealed its true face, it was her head, and it was only her head.

Her body, her surroundings, were completely non-existent, and if this scene were seen by outsiders, it would be terrifying.

This huge head seemed to be placed here for a long time, but at this moment, a slight friction sound slowly sounded, and with the friction, the terrifying aura that Zhang Jian had felt before emerged from his white jade tongue.

I don't know how many years the woman has been dead, just a trace of breath, suppressed Zhang Jian unable to move, and there is a strong death crisis, which shows how strong this woman's strength is.

And how terrifying it must be to be able to kill this woman.

However, at this time, Zhang Jian couldn't see the woman's head, so he couldn't guess all this.

At this time, the breath coming from this woman was like a pair of palms that were constantly closing, trying to squash Zhang Jian and erase his vitality.

At this moment, Zhang Jian encountered an unimaginable crisis.