The sword light was dim, and it was inconspicuous in this tide of hellbeasts that seemed to have thinned out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Duanmu and Yu were silent, and Duanmu Zun muttered:

"How can there be such a person in this world?"

As the elders of the top families, what kind of characters have they not seen? They are extremely talented, amazingly talented, and they have seen a lot of top martial artists, and they are already unfazed, and they are not surprised. But only Yue Pingsheng subverted their cognition again and again.

How dangerous this hellbeast sea was, how many attacks they had to suffer every moment, and how huge their innate qi was consumed, they didn't have to experience it to know that it was an unimaginably difficult situation, and they were facing the test of death every moment.

Duanmu Heyu and Duanmu Zun were completely silent.

An hour!

A full hour!

Yue Pingsheng was still fighting in the sea of hell.

If it weren't for the starlight sword light that flashed from time to time in Yue Pingsheng's trademark, Duanmu and Yu would have thought that he had been completely buried in it.

And the sea of beasts was churning, Yue Pingsheng was like a silent god of death, and the cruel sword light came, bringing only death.

His heart was like a glacier for ten thousand years, calm to the extreme, and incompatible with the hellish scene around him.

In every breath, a series of fierce beast claws, sharp mouthparts, vicious venom, fire, thunder, ice spikes, all kinds of extremely sinister attacks emerge one after another, often from inadvertent tiny spaces, each of which is enough to kill people!

Even his current physique could not withstand such a high-density blow of various natures.

In fact, the judgment of Duanmu and Yu and others was right. Yue Pingsheng was not so strong that he was invincible, and in such a high-intensity, high-intensity and high-intensity battle for nearly an hour, he had already suffered an unguardable fatal blow more than once, and his life hung by a thread.

However, in the case of extreme psionic energy, burns, poisoning, bone cracks, and internal organs are broken...... No matter how severe the injuries he received, he could recover in a short period of time, as if he were immortal.

Changed to a person with the same strength as Yue Pingsheng, according to this way of fighting, he fell into such a terrifying hellish damp, if he didn't find a way to break away from retreat with all his strength, he would probably be besieged to death if he couldn't hold out for half an hour.

However, the current Yue Pingsheng also pays attention to avoid being attacked at any time, after all, the process of repairing the vital parts is longer, which greatly affects the combat effectiveness, and it is easy to fall into a vicious circle, and if you are not careful, you will really die here.

Except for the vital points of the head and heart, he completely ignored the rest of the damage, and tempered his power to control himself in the near death after death.

How many remnants were killed, three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand?

Yue Pingsheng himself had already lost his memory, and even the accumulated figures of spiritual energy had been left behind.

He fell into a strange state.

Yue Pingsheng's mind was completely immersed in the realm of the withered and prosperous community that was hovering on the edge of life and death, all vitality was restrained, and the outside was a dead realm, but all the movements within a few feet of his body were clearly reflected in his perception, which was not the touch of spiritual power, these perceptions came from the body, from the senses, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, perception of color, fragrance, sound and touch.

He could perceive that under the blood mound five feet on his side, there were three faint heartbeats and blood flows, three large snakes that were more than three feet long were buried in it, all the breath of life was all restrained, most of the body organs were suspended, and only a trace of blood circulated in it, and the breath of these three snakes was perfectly combined with that blood mound, as if these three long snakes were part of the blood original.

In the crack that he had just leaned over, there was a white centipede with a palm that was clinging to the miserable white rock, and his entire body had become a part of the rock, there was no heartbeat, let alone blood flow, and the two small white eyes were staring at the figure of a blood spider three feet in front of him, dozens of pairs of gastropods were slowly moving at a speed of less than a millimeter per second, and the movement was almost imperceptible, but Yue Pingsheng clearly felt this subtle airflow vibration.

The two small scythe-like teeth of the blood spider opened and closed slightly, and the two sharp knobular limbs of the front segment were constantly exploring into a crack in the rock, and the knobular lower limbs were covered with a kind of white bristles, and in two or three strokes, a gray-brown insect the size of a grain of rice was dug out and sent into the two sharp teeth that were constantly moving.

Life and death, killing and vitality coexist, there are countless vitality hidden in the dead silence, and the life that is quietly temporarily suspended does not know when it will disappear into the belly of another predator, this is the real life and reincarnation, the mystery of life and death, nothing more than this.

Only follow the life instinct engraved deep in the genes, there is no grudge, only survival, or destruction.

Yue Pingsheng became a member of these desolate ancient relics without exception, fighting together in this land where killing machines and vitality danced together, feeling all this silently, and an inexplicable touch rose in his heart.

This is a kind of comprehension of life, a kind of understanding of nature, and a kind of mental refinement.

All the vitality has converged in the body, the breath has become like nothing, like the wind and mist, the heartbeat drops to one minute per minute, and the sound of the blood slowly flowing in the veins is like an undercurrent underneath the ground, inaudible.

Yue Pingsheng had completely integrated into this world, and the boiling state of mind before had quietly calmed down.

......

Zhongzhou, the holy city of martial arts, the capital of Shinra.

At this moment, there was a boiling noise in this peerless city, and countless family disciples, martial arts disciples, and scattered cultivators seemed to have received some news, and they all rushed to the gate of the main city.

The peddlers and pawns on the street stretched their necks one after another, looking at these warriors who were usually arrogant and high-minded, and they looked impatient and hurried, and they talked about it:

"Lao Zhang, what's going on? The Fengyun Dragon and Tiger Conference is still half a year away, right?"

"Old Wang, this news is about to spread all over the world, don't you know yet? The emperor of the new dynasty has sent an envoy here, using the highest envoy etiquette! I don't know what is going to happen!"

"Huh?"

"Ah what, hurry up and pack your things, let's take a look together, I don't know how many big men will be there, this is a rare sight!"

Countless people put down what they were doing and joined the flow of people to the gate of the main city.

At this moment, the city gate was already crowded with people, and rows of majestic and solemn guards stood left and right, controlling the crowd of people, separating a space, strictly prohibiting anyone from approaching, as if they were about to welcome some great man.

At the huge gate of the city dozens of zhang high, the bustling crowd raised their necks one after another, and in the air nearly a hundred zhang above the ground, ten figures lined up, standing quietly in the void, robes hunting.

"Look, it's Elder Council!"

"That's the Great Elder of the Beidou Martial Arts Dojo!"

"Oh my God! even they came out to greet them!"

These elders on the Babel Tower are strategizing and controlling the fate of the entire Northern Wilderness, which is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, and it is rare to see at all, but today I never thought of seeing ten at once!

What kind of battle is this?

Immediately afterwards, in the midst of the discussion, I don't know whose arm was raised, and shouted loudly:

"Look over there!"

The scene was suddenly silent, and everyone tried their best to stand on tiptoe, stretch their necks, and try to look into the distance.

In the line of sight, several black dots gradually expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two leaders were like comets hitting the moon, dragging their long tails. When you look closely, it is the imperial flag fluttering on the shoulders of the visitor, like a real dragon, revealing an incomparably majestic, incomparably noble, and incomparably domineering taste!

The vast majority of people breathe for a moment.

The envoys of the new dynasty have arrived!