The little one is always innocent.

With the recovery of some spiritual power, Yang Ning dared to move his body, everything about space is unknown, just knowing the Rolling Stone Beast has already made Yang Ning's heart tremble, and this world that seems to be clear in space is still full of more unknowns.

Thundered......

Just as Yang Ning had just moved his body and was about to land, there was a sudden sound in the sandy swamp above his head.

The Rolling Stone Beast followed?

Apart from this explanation, there are no other surprises.

I saw ripples in the sand and gravel swamp that had been floating at the top of this space, spreading out in all directions.

The swarthy Rolling Stone Beast finally revealed its true face, and followed the action of gravity to this clear space.

Thundered......

These are four Rolling Stone Beasts, Yang Ning is like a great enemy, you must know that not long ago, a genius of the Spirit Governor Academy, because he couldn't dodge, was eaten by the Rolling Stone Beast, Yang Ning shuddered at the thought of that kind of cruelty.

Yang Ning could only run away again, there was no way, the sword intent could not break through, the attack was even more useless, and even now, there was still no way to know where its flaws were, such a stone beast could not break through at all.

"Hmmmm......" The little unicorn seemed to be very curious, probing from time to time, looking at the surrounding space.

The gravity of this space seems to be even larger than above, but fortunately, Yang Ning has already adapted to this kind of gravity in the academy, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do to deal with this situation?

The body was stable, running all the way, and as Yang Ning went deeper, the aura around him gradually began to appear, and it seemed that it was completely another world from the gray space just now.

Although the top of the head still looks gray, it does not affect the brightness of the space, reflecting the space and the colors are bright.

"That's not right." Yang Ning seemed to have discovered something as he moved forward, and his eyes kept looking forward, because the rolling stone beast that was constantly chasing behind him seemed to be gradually slowing down, and the sensational sound of rolling down was gradually weakening.

Finally, after Yang Ning entered this space and advanced for nearly ten miles, the Rolling Stone Beast behind him stopped.

And in front of Yang Ning, without warning, a palace appeared.

"True Martial Palace?" Yang Ning's eyes were solemn and he recognized the name above the main hall in front of him, but his heart was already turbulent.

Emperor Zhenwu, a very ancient name, is occasionally recorded in some ancient books of Zhongshenzhou, and this is also the name that Yang Ning saw through the ancient books of the Splitting Heaven family.

"What is the relationship between this True Martial Hall and that True Martial Emperor?" Yang Ning muttered to himself, and his heart was even more speculative.

To be called the Great Emperor, it is an existence that is infinitely close to the Lingshan Realm, and there are even rumors that the reason why he is called the Great Emperor has successfully broken through the Lingshan Realm and become a real outsider, no, it should be said that the immortal is more accurate.

Could it be that this is a fairy hall?

Yang Ning didn't know.

The magnificent hall, as Yang Ning continued to approach, felt more powerful and powerful, and at this moment, as far as the eye could see, there was still a distance of nearly a thousand meters from the main hall, but Yang Ning found that his steps had begun to appear a feeling of difficulty.

Above the Lingren, overlooking the mountains, it is for the immortals.

In Yang Ning's heart, this feeling is becoming clearer and clearer.

Wrong.

Yang Ning suddenly felt that there seemed to be a slight shaking in his sea of knowledge.

"Yes......"

Yang Ning's legs suddenly weakened, and he almost fell to his knees.

It's no wonder that the Rolling Stone Beast stopped chasing, and this kind of coercion alone was enough to discourage people.

But Yang Ning didn't stop, as Yang Ning's footsteps followed, the feeling of shaking became stronger and stronger.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Ning's color changed, because he had begun to be a little unable to control his steps.

Does it mean that your foundation should come out of your body?

No, this is impossible, such a means is simply impossible for human beings to do, even if it is cultivated to the heavens, it will not work.

The only explanation is that in the sea of one's own knowledge, there is something that is attracted to the main hall for this to happen.

But what is it?

Yang Ning's feet became more and more difficult, and even Yang Ning felt that his body was being squeezed.

This kind of coercion has gone beyond the scope of mountain building.

But at this moment, he was still nearly 800 meters away from the main hall.

But Yang Ning still couldn't stop, but it was a call from the depths of the sea of knowledge.

"Hmm...... the little unicorn was also restless, and kept making bursts of sounds, signaling his premonition. At the same time, a small paw kept pointing at the hall in front of him.

As he got closer, Yang Ning finally understood why this space was so bright.

I saw that above the main hall, the three words "Zhenwu Palace" were shining with golden light, constantly coming out, and with the weakening of the golden light around, this was the light of this space.

A quaint and vicissitudes of life are gradually revealed.

"It's so strong!" Even if Yang Ning had stood on top of the world in his previous life, he had never felt this way, and he had never felt such an aura anywhere.

"What kind of breath is this?"

Yang Ning had already come to the realm five hundred meters away from the main hall.

Yang Ning only felt that his body was about to be crushed, and his whole body seemed to be out of his control, but his feet still couldn't stop, and in the sea of knowledge, the feeling like a call became clearer and clearer.

Yang Ning's physical body, under this kind of coercion, seems to be evolving imperceptibly, a touch that is almost baptized, as Yang Ning continues to advance, it becomes more and more thick.

Yang Ning released his sword intent, and the three-foot space was compressed on the surface of his body.

"No, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get to this so-called True Martial Palace, and I will be crushed by the power of this world."

Yang Ning felt the seriousness, although the physical body is still being baptized, there will always be a limit, if it exceeds a certain limit, it will really damage the physical body.

Limits are the key. Once exceeded, it will be doomed.

Yang Ning couldn't help but set his eyes on the little unicorn on his shoulder.

"Hmmmm......" Feeling his master's gaze, the little unicorn responded.

"Little one, how about a drop of blood?" Yang Ning could only fight the idea of the little qilin and use the blood of the holy beast to force his physical body to continue to strengthen, only in this way could he hope to get through the current level.

"Hmm...... the little qilin seemed to be completely unaffected by the coercion of the True Martial Palace, and the little claw pointed at the True Martial Palace, looking a little ignorant.

"Just a drop." Yang Ning is not greedy, the blood of the holy beast is powerful, Yang Ning has already experienced it, last time, if it wasn't for the opportunity to break through, I am afraid it would be really difficult for him to survive the baptism of the blood of the holy beast.

Yang Ning's sword body has been completed, but it is too difficult to achieve perfection, and a drop of holy beast blood will definitely not be able to do it, but if you add this kind of coercion around you......

Yang Ning faintly had a hint of expectation.

The strength of the physical body will allow Yang Ning to perform more powerful sword skills, especially sword drawing and sword collapse, which will infinitely amplify the power.

However, Yang Ning had no time to take care of these, because under his feet, he was only four hundred meters away from the main hall.

There were even cracks in the sword body, and the disordered sword intent was running rampant, breaking away from the shackles of the sword body, and had begun to eat itself.

"Mmmm......mm

Yang Ning looked at the little unicorn, and the killing sword touched the little unicorn's small claws.

"Hmm, hmm......" The little unicorn screamed bitterly, as if he had some grudges, looking at his master, he was very puzzled, and even his two eyes wanted to spew fire, but in the end he suppressed his anger.

A small paw, constantly swaying, seems to be refusing, more like saying that it can't be like this in the future.

Yang Ning smiled bitterly, although this little unicorn can't speak yet, the holy beast has been psychic, and it seems that he is still a little dissatisfied with the loss of essence and blood.

As the blood of the holy beast rolled down the tip of the sword and fell into Yang Ning's palm, a heart-piercing pain immediately struck.

The previous time, because I was in a coma, I didn't have a clear understanding of the pain, but this time I felt it clearly.

like a flame burning, encroaching; Like a flame burning and biting......

"Ah......" On the surface of Yang Ning's body, the green shirt was shattered instantly, and the firelight of Sen Ran continued to stretch outward under the body surface.

The blood of the holy beast is very domineering, otherwise it would not have the name of the holy beast.

The raging flames seemed to have completely lost control, constantly eroding Yang Ning's body.

Ling Tianjue continued to repair his body, but there were still some deficiencies, and the bright red blood was getting more and more, constantly following Yang Ning's footsteps, staining the long road behind him red.

"Ah......h

The whole space seems to be reverberating.

The blood is long, and Marvel overwhelms Ling Tian.

If you want to reach the top, seek the boundless long sky.

Being able to endure what is beyond reach is the path of the real strong.

Yang Ning's mind kept echoing the words of the master in his previous life, which was also his belief that he could become a strong person in his previous life, but this life is different, because of care, because of longing, this road will be more firm.

"Must ...... Endure...... Past ......"

Blood oozed between Yang Ning's teeth, and Ling Tianjue was even more operational, constantly repairing his body, but the baptism of the holy flame was even more domineering.

Yang Ning's mind was burning, and his soul was on fire......

"Star Spirit Suppression." Yang Ning had no choice but to use the power of the starry sky to keep himself awake and constantly complete his self-transformation in the flames.

The footsteps are still moving forward, and the coercion has multiplied I don't know how many times.

Constantly approaching, the three big characters of "Zhenwu Palace" became clearer and clearer, and it could be vaguely seen that in the center of the three words, there was a back, stopping and staring.

"Is that the True Martial Emperor?" Yang Ning didn't know why, he always associated this hall with the Zhenwu Emperor, and always felt that there was an inextricable connection between the two.

Perhaps, it's because of the antiquity of the breath.

Yang Ning subconsciously continued to stuff the holy crystal into his mouth, and the replenishment of spiritual power, with the operation of Ling Tianjue, was constantly blessed on the physical body for continuous recovery.

300 meters......

Two hundred and fifty meters......

Constantly approaching.

Finally at a hundred meters, Yang Ning's footsteps stopped.

At this moment, Yang Ning's flesh and blood were already blurred, and a long bloody path behind him had been spreading under his feet, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

The holy flame was still burning on the surface of the body, and the three-foot sword intent around Yang Ning had already been squeezed on the surface of the body by coercion, and it could not be released, and the messy sword intent was even more consumed by the coercion.

"Emperor Zhenwu?" Yang Ning finally saw the back, it looked ethereal, and he could only see a blurry image, which was not real.

No response.

The back is still stopping and staring, the green shirt is floating without wind, and the long hair is high, which is out of reach.

"Is it true?" Yang Ning asked himself more than once, and the only thing that responded to him was the sound of "hmm

Yang Ning smiled bitterly, his smile was a little miserable.

At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt that something seemed to be separated in his sea of consciousness, and the miniature Two Realms Mountain was constantly shaking and cracks appeared.

"Poof......" blood spurted out.

Yang Ning was unprecedentedly weak.

How so?

The gray and yellow qi at his foundation actually broke away from his foundation and flew out.