A day later. Bruce Lee's body recovered. The battle spirit was also full again, and even grew a little. If it weren't for the lack of aura in the Heavenly Dragon Babu Formation, suppressing his cultivation speed, he might have been able to improve even more.

It's just that with the evolution of the state of the death array, the bloody aura of the Heavenly Dragon Babu Array is also increasing dramatically, especially in the area where Bruce Lee is located. Beyond the Black Swamp Pond, the mountains and rocks have cracked, and the ground is thousands of miles away. It's really as the ghost sheath said, a post-apocalyptic scene.

Fortunately, Bruce Lee is in the Black Swamp Pond and has climbed the mysterious purple altar. Except for the strong smell of blood that permeated the air, it was not affected extraordinarily.

However, the other seven realms have no shelter similar to an altar. Although the mutation has not yet reached the level of the Maharaja domain, it has also brought a lot of trouble to everyone.

Heavenly Domain. As the purple altar fell, as far as the eye could see, the mountains and rivers and the earth quickly decayed, and Ren Ran felt a sense of desolation inexplicably surging in his heart. In a trance, he seemed to see endless corpses, wriggling aimlessly.

In his thoughts, the continuous decay and decline began to infect and affect his emotions. Seeing the towering pavilions and palaces, it was dim in an instant. The dust covered them with a tattered robe. Everything is like a world away. It seems that prosperity has escaped into the empty door, lightening time and torturing the world.

His brows furrowed, and suddenly, Ren Ran had mixed feelings. Compared with the original majesty and magnificence, this instant destruction and depression seem to be deducing a cycle of prosperity and decline. As time passed, the sense of sadness in his heart became more and more intense, and the geometry multiplied, as if he had personally experienced an ancient history of rise and fall. Emotions are ups and downs, and the mind is up and down.

Later, he himself didn't know why, his emotions were like an ocean bursting a levee, pouring thousands of miles, and it was difficult to control. Strong negative emotions are surging, mixed with the twilight of heroes, and the tiger falls in Pingyang; It is like a broken family and depressed. Endless grief poured out, causing his spirit to collapse in an instant, almost madness.

From a distance, Ren Ran at this moment has long lost his indifferent and elegant charm. Instead, there is a gloomy sadness that overflows the "face" table. He clutched his hair in both hands, and his mind was full of cynicism and frustration. For a while, Ren Ran, who was in despair, had the thought of committing suicide in his heart.

At the same time, the Dragons Domain.

Mo Di angrily held the silver spear, pointing to the sky from afar, his eyes showed arrogance and perseverance, as if he wanted to hit the sky with a mortal body.

However, on closer inspection, his face was as white as paper, and his strands trembled. It was as if there was an invisible coercion that wanted to make him kneel.

In the stalemate, the invisible suppressive force became heavier and heavier. In a few breaths, the muscles of Mo Di's legs were cracked out of several bloody holes, and his bones were also under unimaginable loads. A sharp pain that pierced his heart, wanting to destroy his will.

However, he did not show the slightest compromise on the immense coercion of wanting to break his legs, except for his physical reaction. Instead, in the face of the gradually increasing oppressive force, he stiffened his waist with difficulty.

But the manpower will eventually run out. When he felt a cracking sound of his leg bones, his brows, which were already sweating, finally wrinkled deeply.

I have to say that Mo Di is indeed a ruthless person. Even though his calf was cracked, he didn't say a word, and he still didn't mean to fall to his knees.

As soon as he flicked his wrist, the spear fell diagonally from the top of his head. The tip of the gun was two inches into the ground, and the tail of the gun was dead on the waist. Despite the blood spilling, he still stands. It's just that the extremely pale complexion makes the pain unobstructed.

Compared to this space, one person and one shot is extremely small. It is as small as a flat boat in the sea, and it is in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Although there is no wind and waves around. But the invisible, devastating force like the pressure of the deep sea, was trying to crush his arrogance and cut off his vitality.

However, under the pressure of life and death, the young man always straightened his waist. It's like the silver spear with it on its back, and it would rather bend than bend.

Garuda Domain.

Zhao Yifeng seemed to have fallen into deep meditation. The whole person sat upright on a rock, as immobile as an old monk, and even his breathing was extremely weak.

It's just that it's different from the stillness of the body. At this moment, his spiritual perception is experiencing an unprecedented roaming. The soul seems to have entered a certain body, as if it has participated in a war, as if it has witnessed a change, and as if it has fallen into a cycle. It's wonderful, but it's dangerous.

Throughout the process, his breathing was even, but it was getting weaker and weaker. Later, just like the ancient monk turned into the Tao, the divine soul will merge into heaven and earth, and will eventually fall into silence.

In addition, the Qianmin Po Domain, looking at the purple shadow from a hundred flowers blooming, to ten thousand flowers withering, and then returning to dust; In the Yaksha domain, when the beliefs he adhered to were broken, he was a husband, but it was difficult to hide the depressed Shi Jiahao; The Asura Domain, the mind is confused by the intent to kill, and the art of death is almost demonic. They are surrounded by different negative emotions that come and go, and they are in trouble.

This is a big crisis. The human spirit is undoubtedly more fragile than the physical suffering. The so-called one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. The disintegration and collapse of the will is often only in a moment.

If these negative factors destroy the spiritual barriers. Then they are most likely to become a soulless walking corpse. In the chaos, he was ruthlessly wiped out by the big array.

Among the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, only the purple altar of the Maharaja domain was not affected. Without the interception of the Four Spirit Array, Bruce Lee carried Wei Qing's body to the top of the altar smoothly.

It is a huge concave square, two miles in diameter. Placing Wei Qing's remains on the periphery, he himself stood on the side wall nearly ten meters high, and couldn't help but admire again and again. This huge altar square is quaint and atmospheric. The edge of the wall is carved with snake-shaped reliefs, delicate and vivid. The wall is surrounded by a circle, which can be regarded as a rather huge project.

The square was empty. Soon, his gaze was drawn to a purple light mask in the field.

"It's... Enchantment? ”

This kind of thing, the Lord of the South Pavilion mentioned it to him. There are many types of enchantments, with different sizes, functions, and forms. It is often self-contained on the inside, with rules that are different from those on the outside.

This purple mask swirls with dazzling colors, blocking most of the view. Looking closely, there seems to be a huge virtual statue looming, giving people a mysterious and depressing feeling.

In addition to the most eye-catching purple light enchantment, an octagonal array is also depicted on the square. At this moment, the array map is also flowing with purple glow, wisps of silk, like silver light flashing, outlining the octagonal array pattern extremely clearly, complex and magnificent.

"What kind of existence is the Heavenly Dragon Babu Array, there are three magic circles in this space alone, is this really the ability that a big array can have?"

Bruce Lee was stunned. Whether it was the previous Four Spirit Array, or the Extreme Illusion Seven Star Array obtained by him, there were extraordinary visions.

The so-called formations that come to mind in the depths of memory, whether it is the Five Elements Bagua Array, the One-Character Long Snake Array, the Nine Curved Yellow River Array, or the rumored Tianmen Array, etc., are all formed by ancient marchers, relying on the arrangement and practice of queues and soldiers. It shows more of a kind of wisdom and literacy, making the scattered battlefield compact and condensed, mobilizing the spirit of the soldiers in the formation, and giving them the possibility of winning more with less, and attacking the strong with weak.

In contrast, it seems that this array is not the other, and it is not the same concept at all. Not to mention the inscrutable Heavenly Dragon Babu Array. For him, the Heavenly Dragon Babu Array was like opening the heavens and the earth, and this kind of great power was no different from the myths recorded in the legends. Born as a modern person, even if it has become commonplace, it is inevitable to analogy some things, which can always bring new shocks and impacts.

Jumping off the side wall, Bruce Lee walked towards the center of the square without hurrying. As the distance closed, he felt a different feeling. It's like something in the body is about to move, but it's not unusual.

As he approached the edge of the array, he heard a commotion very suddenly, which shocked his heart. Its sound rumbled, as if thousands of troops and horses were fighting, and there were thousands of creatures complaining.

After a short period of shock, Bruce Lee stopped and realized. It didn't take long for the reverberation that seemed to come from beyond the nine skies to gradually evolve. It's like a sound film that loses its picture, edited and condensed, as if conveying a story.

Eventually, after all the uproar, there was only one sound left between heaven and earth. Bruce Lee listened quietly.

"Gollum... Bo'er... Grunt... Poo..."

"It's like simmering something. This thick boiling sound feels particularly viscous. ”

Soon, he made up a picture in his mind through the sound. A huge copper tripod with exuberant firewood underneath. In the ding, there is a boiling paste-like liquid that is constantly bubbling coarsely.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat: "Could it be that this is the sound of the patriarch-level snake man refining the forging body soup?" ”

Concentrating, he focused more on his thoughts, wanting to hear all the details to the truth. In the next moment, however, an explosion interrupted the last of the sounds. Then, no matter how he meditated and felt, it was difficult to hear the slightest, as if it had never appeared.

"It felt like a recording. recorded part of the years of conquest, and finally turned into a boil, smelted into a furnace of creation? ”

Silently pondered. This voice came abruptly and hurriedly, but it made Bruce Lee's heart fluctuate. Immediately, he looked at the purple barrier with burning eyes and walked forward.

As it got closer, the glow on the purple mask became clearer. The mask is very thick, and in addition to the thick purple light, there are also some fine hairsprings faintly interspersed with it.

These hairsprings are in eight colors, constantly rhythmic along a predetermined trajectory, forming strange runes that are densely covered by the light mask. It feels both mysterious and sacred.

Looking up at the barrier that was already close at hand, he didn't feel the unusual fluctuations. It's just that if you stand closer, you can't peek inside the barrier. Even the tall figure that seemed to exist from before was no longer visible.

In the face of the unknown, he did not act rashly. Although this barrier seems to be peaceful, there are no waves. But reason told him that the place that was remembered and targeted by the Ghost Realm was not an easy place.