Tang Cheng's body was constantly running, and the aura in the dungeon was also pouring into Tang Cheng's dantian.

The aura of the withered leaves is like a circulating river, endless, endless,

The aura that Tang Cheng absorbed was only a few drops in the sea, and when Tang Cheng's martial arts cultivation reached the eightfold level of Condensation, the aura in the withered leaf area was still undiminished.

But Tang Cheng's state was not optimistic, after he encouraged Zhenyuan to break through the barrier of Ning Zhen's Sevenfold, a flame seemed to emerge from his dantian, and a terrifying pain sensation frantically poured into Ning Cheng's consciousness.

The spiritual energy in the withered leaf area was still vigorous, but Tang Cheng's martial arts cultivation not only stagnated, but the flames in the dantian seemed to surge with the increase in the inhaled aura.

"What's going on? This time, it is obviously not a direct cross-border growth, and the surrounding aura is also vigorous, why hasn't this dantian been filled yet? "

Tang Cheng was very puzzled in his heart, he originally thought that as long as he absorbed the aura in this withered leaf area, he would not enter the emperor realm, and he would also have the eightfold spiritual void.

I didn't expect that the martial arts cultivation would stop after only rising to the eighth level of Ning Zhen, why would this be the case! Tang Cheng fell into deep thought.

One mind cannot be used for two purposes, when Tang Cheng was thinking, he stopped silently reciting the Taigu Kun Jue in his heart, and the meridians on his body were no longer connected with the aura of the withered leaves.

Tang Cheng's body could no longer maintain balance, and his feet were gradually sinking into the dead leaves.

Looking at Tang Cheng's pale face, Tian Nianyi's heart that had just been put down tightened again: "Prince Wang, watch your step!" "

The monk next to him sneered again: "This time I have suffered a lot, and my legs have fallen into the dead leaves, right?" "

"If you don't die, you won't die!"

"It seems that you really deceived us just now, and now you are revealing a flaw, right?" The corners of Song Yi's mouth rose and he sneered.

"If you don't have enough strength, don't go to enough levels, and if you fall down, it's an endless abyss." He Tingxuan shook his head and sighed.

Li Kangan's eyes on the other side did not change, he believed in his brother Cheng.

Tang Cheng didn't care about his legs stuck in the dead leaves, stretched out his body, and a crisp sound of bones ringing came out, which made him feel very comfortable.

Tang Cheng looked back at everyone, only Tian Nianyi's face was sad, he sighed, there was a kind of mixed taste, and he turned his head back.

After turning his head, Tang Cheng looked at Li Kangan's firm and resolute expression, his eyes became firm, his hands were folded again, and he sighed in his heart:

"The descendants of the Tang family should be like this, climb to the top, lead the virtuous, set the heart of heaven, and be happy!"

With the emotion in Tang Cheng's heart, the Taigu Qiankun Jue worked again, and the dead leaves buried Tang Cheng below gradually drifted away.

"How is it possible, those dead leaves actually avoided him!" Song Yi stared at the withered leaves scattered under Tang Cheng's legs with wide eyes.

"Why would Withered Leaf take the initiative to avoid him? Could it be that the mechanism in the dead leaves has stopped? "

Some of the monks were secretly thinking in their hearts, but the first two monks who thought this way had lost their lives, and the thought of them made them feel terrified in their hearts, and they did not dare to act rashly.

"Who is this prince sacred? There's so much going on today......"

Tian Nian's sad expression did not unfold, she knocked her head, hoping to calm herself.

Today, her mood is like a roller coaster, how many times have she gone up and down.

"Ye Qi!"

When enough aura gathered around Tang Cheng, Tang Cheng burst into a roar, and the energy of the Ancient Qiankun Jue burst out from his body, attracting the withered leaves around him.

The withered leaves followed the direction of the aura, slowly rotating around Tang Cheng's body, and finally gathered into a small boat and landed at his feet.

"How is this possible?"

"Wang Zheng, is he still a human?"

The monks stood there stupidly, their eyes wide as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Tian Nianyi's eyes became very solemn, as if he was frightened by the scene in front of him.

She was speechless for a while, shocked by Tang Cheng's mysterious power,

Tian Nianyi couldn't figure it out at all, he didn't know how Tang Cheng did it, there was still this kind of power in this world!

She had never seen such a powerful martial arts, and her heart was no longer simply shocked, but extremely shocked.

Li Kangan on the other side nodded slightly, his eyes were as calm as ever, without a trace of waves, he had always believed in his brother Cheng from beginning to end.

Li Kangan's crossing surprised everyone, Tang Cheng didn't even take a step forward, and he successfully crossed this dead leaf area, and once again slapped those cynical people in the face with his strength.

Immortals are extraordinary, and they are proud of the world.

"It seems that the two of them are the heirs chosen by King Wu, and they are about to rise in the wind."

He Tingxuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed deeply, as if he wanted to exude all his troubles.

"I'm afraid you didn't sigh at their toughness, but regretted that you didn't understand the reason just now, sneered at them, and lost a great opportunity!"

He Tingxuan's friend shrugged, patted He Tingxuan's shoulder, and winked at He Tingxuan.

The friends around him can always rely on the tone of the other party's face to easily observe what he thinks in his heart.

"Hey, I'm just a mortal after all!"

He Tingxuan nodded, did not deny it, and sighed deeply, the expression on his face became more complicated.

He has also been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, with his hard work and extraordinary talent, he is also a leader in this desert area.

He Tingxuan is also famous in this desert area, and he has always been proud of his strong martial arts cultivation and martial arts talent.

But He Tingxuan met Li Kangan and Tang Cheng today, and they were simply whipped to the point that they were completely decent, and the gap between them was simply one in the sky and the other in the ground!

The frog at the bottom of the well does not know the vastness of the sky, which is not sad, but if the frog at the bottom of the well sees the eagle soaring in the sky, and knows that what he has seen in the past is only the sky in the well, how can he not feel sad and sorry for his past?

After Tang Cheng arrived on the other side, he shouted towards the other side: "Everyone, if you want to continue to enter this palace of King Wu to find opportunities, then come with me!" "

As soon as the words fell, Tang Cheng waved his big hand, and the aura around him pushed the boat towards the opposite shore.

Everyone looked at the oncoming boat, opened their mouths suddenly, and looked at the scene in front of them like wooden chickens.

Tang Cheng saw that everyone did not move, thinking that they were afraid that the boat would be unstable and worried that it would fall into the dead leaves, so he waved his hand and shouted: "Don't worry, my king is vying for cultivation to be able to safely pass through this dead leaf area!" "

No matter how Tang Cheng promised, the monks refused to act.

Those monks couldn't help but be afraid in their hearts, after all, they were so cynical and sneering at Li Kangan and Tang Cheng just now, if Tang Cheng retaliated, the ship would tilt slightly, then they would die without a place to be buried.