Chapter 163: Difficult Hope (5)

Yi Jun used the remaining half bottle of holy water to clean the wounds on his body, took out a few healing pills to eat, rested for a while, and then climbed out of the bottom of the sand pit with difficulty with his hands and feet, and then entered other sand pits and helped Han Wu, Green Sleeves and others out.

It's just that when we get together again, everyone is a little silent.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and the morale of everyone was very low, not only because they were defeated and injured again, but also because they saw that the silver-armored man had returned to the center of the rope bridge again.

What does this mean?

This means that they will have to do it all over again, and they will have to fight the previous three fights, or, more difficultly, they will probably not be able to achieve the same results as the previous three times - forcing the Silverarmor back a few steps.

Because, after they hit the silver-armored man with a stick, they had to take a few steps forward to be able to continue to hit each other, and after a few steps forward, especially after hitting two sticks, everyone's spiritual power was a little unsustainable, and once it was difficult to continue, everyone was on the bridge again, the opponent would chase after them, and they would be severely injured again.

And if you want to push the other side back to the other side of the bridge at the edge of the bridge, everyone asks themselves that it is absolutely impossible, at least not in the short term.

"What should I do?" It was still Feng Cheng, he looked at Yi Jun, then at Han Wu and Wu Jilang, and asked.

"The spear of the silver-armored man pierced my psychic spirit, and although my spiritual grass was seriously injured, a trace of the skill of the use of that power was also absorbed by them, and now, I can understand the use of that power. Yi Jun closed his eyes, thought for a moment and said.

"Then, can that bit of strength skill you comprehend help us knock that silver-armored man off the rope bridge in one go?" Feng Chengji asked.

Yi Jun shook his head, what are you kidding, that trace of skill is indeed only a trace of strength, and there can only be a trace of the strength that can increase everyone, although the same qi can be amplified, but after all, it is limited.

"If you meditate again, will you still be able to get inspiration from the old god general's black book and improve our strength again, so that we have enough strength to force this silver-armored man back?" Feng Cheng continued to ask, this time, he was facing Han Wu, Wu Jilang, and the others.

"Feng Cheng, what do you want to say?" Listening to Feng Cheng's chattering questions, Han Wu became a little impatient, and he shouted.

However, Feng Cheng, who was originally a little afraid of Han Wu, did not flinch this time, but straightened his chest.

"It's nothing, I just want to say, maybe the saint is right, we should think differently. Feng Cheng said very confidently.

"You mean you want to change the illusion?" Green Sleeves stopped Han Wu, who was about to get angry, and asked Feng Cheng with some uncertainty.

"Yes!" Feng Cheng nodded, his attitude very resolute.

When these words were spoken, everyone was a little silent.

Half-night......

"However, if you leave, the same qi will no longer be able to maintain, this formation will only be eighty percent without Qian Tao's power, and if there is one less, I'm afraid that one percent of the power will not be able to be exerted. Green Sleeves spoke again, she was begging, begging Feng Cheng not to leave.

Feng Cheng's face was a little gloomy, and he sighed softly.

"I don't want to leave, but it's too difficult, and this illusion seems to be a little fair, they give us the opportunity to choose again, since we have this opportunity, why don't we choose again, just need to jump, I think, with our current strength, jumping a few hundred meters high, I'm afraid it's not too difficult to enter those illusions, we have several psychic skills to be able to do this. Feng Cheng began to persuade Yi Jun and the others.

His words moved Han Wu a little, so Han Wu was no longer angry, he calmed down, and then looked at Wu Jilang, looked at Green Sleeves, and looked at Yi Jun.

Green Sleeves was also looking at Yi Jun, waiting for him to speak, obviously, she was also a little moved by Feng Cheng's words.

"What if what we see with our eyes isn't real?" thought for a moment, and Yi Jun spoke.

His words once again plunged the atmosphere into silence.

"It shouldn't be true, otherwise, when the first ninety days arrived, when everyone was sent out of the illusion and returned to Zhongshou Mountain, Sima Suyi did get seven blue shells, and He Jin also got one white shell. After a while, Feng Cheng spoke again, and he denied Yi Jun's speculation.

Yi Jun didn't know that his prediction might not be tenable, but he was unwilling to change.

Not because he was stubborn, but because of the other people's form of getting shells that he despised a little.

What's the deal with tickling a dog? Picking up seashells on the beach is a gratitude, right?

As for walking in the desert and walking through the mountains and forests, is that still a spiritual person?

Isn't it true that a spiritual warrior should be channeled, and the more difficult the spirituality, the more connected he must be? Shouldn't he fight, temper his spirituality and strengthen his spirituality in battle?

In addition, there are also the 3,000 avenues, which avenues do not need to be insisted on, and can be easily reached?

Yi Jun was a little confused, he couldn't figure it out, so he wanted to stop Feng Cheng.

However, Feng Cheng seemed to have made up his mind.

"We can see them, they should be able to see us, even if it will be more difficult to reach other illusions than the situation we are encountering now, but we should be able to come back!" Feng Cheng said, he stared intently at the illusion that Sima Suyi was in, at those poodles, at the tray with shells in front of Sima Suyi, and was very envious.

"It's better to give it a try, because it's too difficult here, and I'm afraid that by the end of the second ninety days, we won't be able to get even a single white shell, and then we'll be in a big mess. Han Wu also began to say this at this time, but the location of his gaze was the Xiaohe Fantasy Realm where the little fat man He Jin was.

"Yi Jun, it's better to try. Green Sleeves was also persuading Yi Jun.

Yi Jun's eyes looked at Wu Jiro, waiting for him to speak.

Yi Jun looked at Wu Jiro, and the eyes of the others also looked at Wu Jiro, waiting for him to speak, or to make a choice.

Wu Jiro didn't speak for a long time, his gaze slid over the illusions above his head one by one, once, twice...... I watched it seven times.

After that, Wu Jiro spoke: "This illusion is what we have worked so hard to choose, and for it, we have delayed for a long time, ninety days later than the first person to enter, and since we came in, we have not received a reward, if we go like this, I am not reconciled." (To be continued.) )