The misty gravity corridor tests the mind and perseverance.

After knowing this, the Mehals and the others stepped into it without any cultivation.

"Boom!"

There was a shocking noise in my ears, and the sky and earth were gray.

Mehal's breathing stagnated slightly, his body sank, and the terrifying pressure of the ancient giant mountain suddenly descended, crushing Mehal to death.

Heaviness!

Still heavy!

The terrifying weight that filled his whole body made Mahal, who had not been able to operate and cultivate, feel an unprecedented heaviness.

This pressure is endless.

It will crush his backbone, his body, his will, and even his spirit.

Pressed him to the ground and crouched.

The pervasive weight pressed on every inch of his body, nerves, and cells throughout his body.

The difficulty of breathing made Mehal painful, sluggish, and his forehead was blue.

I can't help but burst out with the terrifying cultivation that I am proud of, tearing the giant mountain on my body apart and cutting it in two.

McHal didn't do that, though.

The trembling body, with the revival of the will of terror, like an angry dragon, let out a roar, and stood up suddenly.

There was a crackling crack of bones, and Mahal took a step forward in the face of the terrifying pressure.

A solid and heavy step, sprinkled with a lot of sweat.

Then take a step forward to meet the heavy pressure, like walking on thin ice.

"It's really a test of mind and perseverance. Mahal muttered inwardly and took another step.

Endless fog hit the face, the front road and the back road were cut off, and the fog was boundless.

Walking alone in this severed world, every step in the weight is as long as a year, so maddening.

Gradually, the footsteps of Kings and the White Rabbit King disappeared into the senses.

The whole fog became a little thicker, and it became more and more lonely and quiet.

If there are people who are not firm in their mental perseverance, in this situation where every step is as long as a year, the scene of loneliness and not knowing the way forward is enough to make people go crazy.

If you follow your mind and burst out of cultivation, it is conceivable that you will immediately be crushed into a bloody person by the ensuing surge of coercion, let alone walking out of here, I am afraid that you will be seriously injured on the spot.

The path of God is long, and if you don't have an unwavering heart and perseverance, you can't go to a high place.

The combat power accumulated with resources is just an illusion of floating clouds, which cannot withstand the test of time.

The significance of the selection of this level also stems from this.

As he walked, Gradually, he adapted to the pressure and walked smoothly.

As for the lonely environment with no way forward, even a trace of turmoil in Mahal's heart could not be lifted.

Faintly, the relaxed Maihal rose up to a thought, unfolded all his cultivation, and went to see how terrifying the pressure of the peak would be, and whether he could hold on.

But the thought had only just arisen before it was extinguished by Mahal.

Even if you have the confidence to be a little hard, but your performance in the Chaos Mansion is too different, and it will not be good after all.

Unconsciously, walking, the fog in front of me diluted and dissipated little by little.

At the end, a king elf smiled and cast his gaze and nodded.

"Seeing that you are neatly crowned and ruddy, you are very relaxed and a good seedling. This elf king was amazed, very gentle, "With your Nine Heavens peak cultivation, the last two levels are just a light pass, it seems that my Chaos King Department will have one more Tianjiao." ”

The king elf praised, and his expression became softer and softer.

But suddenly, the elven king looked into the mist, and his face turned cold.

"Dare to use the means of the elders, it seems that your parents have not made the rules clear to you. The Elven King said coldly.

With one hand, he reached out, conjured up a palm containing terrifying vitality, and slapped it into the fog, and immediately, a young figure with blurred flesh and blood and continuous howls shook out, and flew upside down towards the outside of the Chaos Mansion, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Relying on foreign objects to walk this gravity corridor, what qualifications do you have to enter my Chaos King Department!" the Elf King snorted coldly.

After the shot, the terrifying power of the elf king gradually subsided and returned to normal.

"The passage of the third level, at the end of the corridor. The elven king said, seeing that Mehal did not leave, he couldn't help but look into the mist, "It seems that you are waiting for someone, it is the rabbit of the White Rabbit tribe, and the other one of your god-leaning tribe." Both of them also look very good. ”

The elven king was full of praise, and he didn't spare his words at all.

"They're out!" said the Elven King laughed.

Sure enough, in the fog in the distance, one after the other, two figures walked out with difficulty.

As if coming out of a swamp trapped, the two of them were sweating profusely, and their robes were soaked.

However, his complexion was ruddy, his expression was peaceful, there was no pain, he was not subjected to too many difficulties, and it was easy to deal with.

"Ahh

In the fog, a terrible and desolate scream suddenly came.

The White Rabbit Monarch and Kings, who were still a little tired just now, shivered with a thrill all over their bodies.

They looked at each other, and they all smiled bitterly.

"Let's go!" Kings said in a hoarse voice.

Under the surprised gaze of the elven king, the three of them desperately walked towards the third level with a kind of extreme speed that endured exhaustion.

At the end of the quaint promenade, the door was covered and pushed open without hesitation.

"Boom, boom!"

The storm rolls upside down, with the opening of the door. In the hall, a series of eyes containing terrifying will were cast.

In front of the hall door facing up, the left and right columns spread upward, and there sat a series of terrifying powerhouses with dark and deep breaths.

In front of the end hall, two cold iron ancient chairs froze the void, and the power was overwhelming.

On one of the cold iron ancient chairs, there was an elven elder with a vast aura and some white silk, ruling the hall.

And in the center of the hall, there is a colorful stone pillar in the shape of a mighty dragon.

"The third level, testing the qualification potential, this level, whether good or bad, is considered to have passed and entered the fourth level. The majestic voice of the first elven elder in front of the hall rang in his ears, "Now put your hands on the dragon platform in the center, and you can do it."

"Huh?" Suddenly, the elven elder with some white silk frowned suddenly.

The terrifying gaze stared directly at Mehal, looking up and down, his pupils faintly containing some kind of divine power, as if he wanted to see through it in one fell swoop.

When Mahal saw the elven elder looking at him so unkindly, an instinctive crisis emerged, and he was shocked when he thought of the rotten eyes in his eyebrows.

"How daring!" the elven elder slapped the tea case, laughed angrily, and a subtle terror flashed in his eyes.

Mahal's heart sank as he saw the horror of the murderous intent in his eyes, and it seemed that the elven elder had found out.

It's just that there are not a few elf kings encountered by Maihar along the way, but no one has discovered this, which is incomprehensible.

In the hall, the terrifying kings watched in amazement.

The elf elder in the hall said lightly: "Let's start!"

The majestic voice echoed and calmed down.

Maihar looked at the elven elder in the hall who was calm for a moment, restrained all his emotions, and his heart suddenly shuddered.

Kill the strong man of the Chaos King by himself, and say that if you endure it, you can bear it, this elder is too good to be cultivated (to be continued.) )