Twenty meters of distance......

Ling Xingnan moved step by step, although it was only a short distance of twenty meters, it was more difficult than walking hundreds of miles.

And he clearly felt that every time he moved forward a meter away, the spatial pressure on his body increased by a point.

His body had already been pressed into a semi-arched shape, but Ling Xingnan was still holding on, and the idea of never giving up in his heart was also strengthened due to the increase in spatial pressure.

Ling Xingnan's forehead was covered with green tendons, and sweat was running down his cheeks.

At that moment, he was almost on the verge of collapse.

Originally, he had been able to speed up with his body with his will, but when he reached the last twenty meters, it didn't work.

Ling Xingnan thought that it was probably some strange force that imprisoned the power of his mind, and he could only take it one step at a time...... Relying on the strength of the body, the limit of the pressure, moving forward and persevering.

He didn't dare to climb down easily, because he felt that as soon as he lay down, he would be instantly oppressed by the huge pressure in the space and would never be able to stand up again.

Fifteen meters......

10 meters ......

It seems to be within reach, but at this moment, it seems to be the end of the world.

Ling Xingnan held on in pain, and even breathing became a little difficult. The huge amount of force that was invisibly pressed in the space was as terrifying as a nightmare.

He moved his steps slowly, often one step away, but at the moment he had to spend a hundred times the usual hardship, and even in the last part of the distance, Ling Xingnan's soles were rubbing the grass, and sometimes he couldn't even lift his feet.

Taking one step is a step of success, but the next step is to think well before acting.

Eight meters, five meters......

Ling Xingnan moved forward with difficulty, feeling the weight of the force on his shoulders becoming more and more weighty, and the pressure under his feet was about to reach the limit of the human body.

In this way, he gritted his teeth and took another step or two forward, and two wisps of blood flowed from his nostrils...... The golden flowers in front of him were rising, and the consciousness in his mind began to blur, and some hazy and unreal visions appeared.

At first, Ling Xingnan saw several beautiful women walking towards him, all dressed like legendary fairies, and when they approached, they gathered around him, either hugging their shoulders and arms, or exhaling at his face, teasing him; some beauties swayed Yang Fang's waist from side to side beside him, and from time to time Yingge and Yan danced to seduce him; and some beauties simply took off their clothes and lay on the ground with their open clothes and half leaning on the ground, waiting for him......

At this time, although Ling Xingnan's physical endurance and spiritual consciousness were on the verge of collapse, there was still a trace of clarity in his subconscious, and he naturally knew that these were just illusions.

So, Ling Xingnan continued to take a difficult step and took a step forward.

In the hazy illusion, Ling Xingnan stepped out of the way, and happened to step on a beautiful woman who was open and exposed, half-snuggled and half-leaning on the ground. After the illusory beauty screamed, the illusion disappeared strangely, as if it were a passing cloud, leaving no trace.

Only when Ling Xingnan landed at this step, and just as he was about to take a heavy step again, suddenly the scene around him changed again, and all he saw in his eyes was the battle scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood under the shadow of swords and swords and the battle scene of the army of ten thousand horses galloping against him.

And at this time, Ling Xingnan came to these two red-eyed armies for no reason, and all he saw in his eyes was a bloody scene, some soldiers cut off the heads of other soldiers, and the big knives and spears in the hands of some soldiers pierced the chests of other soldiers, he saw it really and shocked...... And he was also in the fiercest place of the chaotic battle, as if the blood of the wounded and dead soldiers had been splashed on his body, there was a little bloody breath and a wet feeling.

"No, this must be another hallucination......" Ling Xingnan was not shocked by the killing scene in the fierce battlefield, and once again a trace of clarity appeared from the spiritual platform, and he really speculated in his heart.

However, his idea was not over, the two most fierce sword and axe generals in the battle scene were still fighting to the death with each other, but at the same time, they found the arrival of Ling Xingnan, an uninvited guest, and they all thought that he was the enemy's person, and rushed towards him with a cross-horse knife.

A fierce general galloped across the black horse, holding the King Kong Full Moon Axe, and slashed at Ling Xingnan from head to toe......

Another fierce general rode on a jujube red horse and came first, holding a copper-ringed machete, and also slashed at Ling Xingnan......

If he was slashed by the sword and axe of the two fierce generals, even if Ling Xingnan was a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he would never be able to survive.

However, to Ling Xingnan's surprise, when he appeared in such a battle scene, he was imprisoned by a strange force all over his body, and even the strength of his own cultivation could not be exerted, and the only place that could move his body, except for his eyes and feet, seemed to be ossified, unconscious, unable to move.

Ling Xingnan looked at the sword and axe power of the two fierce generals and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and suddenly there was a chill in his heart, and an unprecedented horror instantly enveloped him.

Just as Ling Xingnan was about to retreat, he suddenly thought of something, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: "It's not good, I almost forgot that this was just an illusion." I must not give ...... back."

At the moment when the two of them slammed their swords and axes, Ling Xingnan firmly took one step and two steps......

One step, as if it is the distance between life and death.

Ling Xingnan immediately felt that the two fierce swords and axes slashed through his body at the same time, but the axes turned into a light wind, leaving only a chill when they slashed on his body.

After that, the battlefield scene of thousands of troops rushing to kill disappeared, and Ling Xingnan found himself back at the edge of the meadow, and at this moment he was only a meter away from the hazy mist on the edge of the meadow.

One meter, it seems to be a distance within reach.

But Ling Xingnan knew in his heart that the distance of this meter would become more difficult than ever.

Ling Xingnan felt that the invisible pressure in the space at this moment had really increased by another point, his shoulders seemed to be carrying two small mountains, and his legs were becoming more and more bent and deformed, and he was trembling constantly.

"Persistence...... I want to persevere!" Ling Xingnan shouted to himself in his heart, and his feet began to move slowly again.

At this moment, as Ling Xingnan thought, he found himself entering a strange space again.

In the early morning after the rain, in a quiet bamboo forest, Ling Xingnan walked slowly alone, stepping on the wet soil and rustling bamboo leaves on the ground.

The breeze blows, the bamboo forest makes a soft noise, and a cool breeze blows to the face, there is a cool and cool feeling, and I can't help but be refreshed.

It's a real feeling.

"Could it be that I've already come out?" Ling Xingnan asked himself in his heart.

However, at this time, at the end of the bamboo forest in front of him, a crisp and graceful sound of the piano came.

The sound of the piano is in the ears, making people energetic and relaxed, and there is a kind of person who makes him, who can't dance, suddenly want to dance.

In the human world, Ling Xingnan had never heard such a beautiful piano sound, and when he was fascinated by it, he walked slowly along with the piano sound.

After passing through the bamboo forest, I came to a bamboo house.

In the courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence, there was a stone table, two stone benches, a pot of tea, two saucers, and an old man in white clothes and white hair who was playing the piano with his back to Ling Xingnan.

Ling Xingnan had already walked to the door of the bamboo fence courtyard, and the old man didn't seem to notice it, playing the piano by himself, immersed in the music.

Ling Xingnan didn't bother the old man, he stopped when he walked to the door, waited silently, and listened quietly.

Not long after, the sound of the piano was finished.

The old man raised his head and said, "Little friend has come from afar, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Ling Xingnan was stunned for a moment, only then did he know that the old man had already known that he was coming.

It was another strange place, Ling Xingnan seemed a little restrained, and the vigilance in his heart did not relax.

Hearing the old man say this, he had no choice but to go inside.

As soon as he entered the court, everything in the court had changed.

The courtyard is surrounded by flowers, and the smell of grass and medicine is refreshing. The old man didn't know when, he had already stood up and looked at Ling Xingnan with a smile.

"Hello seniors, juniors came unintentionally, I hope you don't be surprised......" Ling Xingnan said politely.

At this time, he had already seen this white-clothed and white-haired old man clearly, and he still had a long white beard, his face was red and moist, and he was kind and smiling, and he was only in his early fifties. The white hair and long white beard did not make the old man look older, but rather set off the old man's majestic and unearthly momentum.

However, Ling Xingnan didn't feel the slightest pressure on this old man's body, as if he was just an ordinary old man.

"Well, Xiaoyou can come to my ethereal space, and he really has some fate with Bendi...... Looking at your dress, you must not be the person in the Lingyun Blue Sky Realm. You should be from the distant Anthropocene realm, Bendi didn't guess wrong, right?"

The old man called himself the emperor, and Ling Xingnan naturally heard it clearly. However, when I think about it, how many people have been called kings and emperors throughout the ages, but I really can't think of what kind of emperor the old man is?

"The seniors do have good eyesight, and the juniors are indeed from the Anthropocene realm......" Ling Xingnan replied respectfully.

After all, this old man is the emperor of one side, and the minimum courtesy and respect are essential to treat the emperor.

"Good! good...... I can't imagine that another person from the Anthropocene Realm has come to Bendi, it seems that this time in the Lingyun Blue Sky Realm, there should be some variables!" the old man stroked his beard and chuckled.

"There is already a person who has already come, and the senior is talking about a woman?" Ling Xingnan asked in surprise after listening to the old man's words.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't say it, don't say it yet...... Maybe one day, you'll meet in another world!"