When Takeo loses the surging power in his body, what is left of him, and how much difference can he have from ordinary people? The body will be tired, the spirit will be tired, and in a difficult situation, they will have all the reactions that ordinary people should have.

Just like Cao An now, some martial artists who are accustomed to strength often behave more than ordinary people at this time, they have a choice, the road ahead is long, there is no end in sight, no one knows how long they will continue in such torment, but one thing is clear.

Give up from the depths of your heart, give up to get rid of the current predicament, regain your strength, return to your previous state, give yourself a seemingly clear understanding, stop in fear, and decide that your strength can only let you get here.

Just like the vast majority of martial artists around Cao An, they carried the invisible mountain on their backs, their throats rolled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced at the people around them, no longer entangled with others, nor did they compare with others, they sat on the ground with their butts on their butts, sat cross-legged and sat still, their eyes closed.

There are also people who give up directly, and from the bottom of their hearts, they don't want to suffer like this, and they turn into a streamer and are thrown out of the dojo.

Cao An is also tired, but his thoughts are stable, and the cultivation of his state of mind, he has always been ahead of his own realm, and he also knows very well that at this time, he can't have other thoughts, thoughts together, all demons are raging, and he can't suppress it, without his own cultivation and strength, it is not easy to suppress his inner thoughts.

When he felt that his physical body was about to reach its limit, he lowered his head, looked at his feet calmly, walked forward step by step, emptied his brain, didn't care about how much he walked, and didn't care how far he went, step by step, only stepping on the path under his feet, and the only thing he cared about was the condition of his body.

In case it crumbles directly under too much pressure, but fortunately, the strength of his physical body is not bad, after experiencing several limits, he is walking more and more freely, his steps are steady, step out, the weight of the mountain is all dissipated, and the pure white light pillar falls from the air, shining directly on Cao An.

The pillar of light brought gentle energy, soaking Cao An's entire physical body in it, and his injuries were healed in a moment with the Great Heaven Mending Technique, and before the strength of his physical body was still superior, he raised his head and was already in a square, this should be a dojo, it was too big, so big that Cao An felt that with the size of the disobedient dojo he saw when he was on the periphery, it was absolutely impossible to accommodate such a giant jade tablet.

There is no coercion, no deterrence, only a huge jade tablet that exudes a white halo, looking up and not seeing its height, looking down is difficult to see its outline, and a pillar of light falls from the sky, a figure walks out of it, the white-robed spear, just behind him, at this moment, there is some indescribable bearing, heroic and very powerful.

Qinglong Holy Land Xue Yancao!

After that, three pillars of white light emerged one after another, the White Tiger Holy Land Aroshasa , the Vermilion Bird Holy Land Wenren Muyue, and the Xuanwu Holy Land Huo Zhenyue.

Xue Yancao was obviously stunned when he saw Cao An, he didn't expect that someone would actually step into here before him, this is the last program of the entire Disobedience Dojo, as a world line that was cut out and discarded aside, the only thing that the Disobedience Dojo can give to the latecomers is the inheritance and the current creation monument.

What kind of spiritual herb elixir is almost extinct here, and occasionally one or two can be found, and its value is far from its own personality, in contrast, it is dispensable.

And the Creation Monument is for the martial artists of each realm, what kind of cultivation realm the martial arts are in, they will face the test of the same realm, that is to say, it will not be able to reach it faster because your strength is stronger, for the vast majority of martial artists, they can't even get here.

And if you want to be fast, the most important thing is the heart.

He felt that he was fast enough, he didn't think about it, but he still slowed down Cao An here, and it was only a matter of a moment, Xue Yancao still suppressed the thoughts in his heart in a very short time, and nodded to Cao An, Cao An clenched his fists back, did not move his feet, and watched quietly.

"Yo, I'll just say, Senior Brother Xue must have arrived, you still don't believe it, among the four of us, Senior Brother Xue has the best state of mind, and his temperament is naturally excellent, within the territory of Daqian's influence, Senior Brother Xue ranks second, who can rank first." Huo Zhenyue's mouth didn't stop, the already mighty body, speaking with an urn and a urn voice, like a gold-armored god.

Aroshasa and Wenren Muyue looked at each other with disgust, and the two of them arrived here almost at the same time, and the secret battle between them did not distinguish any winners and losers.

Xue Yancao's face was not very good-looking, "I'm not the first to come here, the first one should be this fellow Daoist on the side." ”

"Is there such a thing? Really? Senior Brother Xue, you can't deliberately lie to us, could it be that this is some of your relatives and friends, so that you want to make him famous in this way? If someone else says such a thing, it will seem a lot more yin and yang, but it is the honest-looking guy in front of him who says it, giving people the feeling that he originally thought so.

The four of them already knew Cao An's identity, but they still pretended not to understand.

Cao Anxin moved slightly, he felt that this person was not as honest as he looked.

He Huo Zhenyue can say this, but Aroshasa and Wenren Muyue can't say it, both of them are very clear about Xue Yancao's temperament, he said this, then this is the case, it will never be wrong, this Cao An's speed is actually faster than Xue Yancao, does that show that Cao An's state of mind is better than Xue Yancao from another aspect?

No, but it can't be counted like this, after all, in different realms, the tests are also different, and the simple and direct method of speed cannot arbitrarily determine which mood is stronger or weaker between the two, which can only prove that Cao An is not bad. Wenren Muyue glanced at Cao An, turned around, and set his eyes on the jade tablet.

Aroshasa bowed to Cao An, "White Tiger Holy Land Aroshasa!" Sect Master Cao, who has admired his name for a long time. ”

"Bai Yujing, Cao An."

Huo Zhenyue looked at this scene, the unkindness on his face flashed, Aroshasa's words undoubtedly put what he said before on the ground, and stepped on two feet, the same people from the Four Holy Lands, others know your Cao An's reputation, but I don't know, this is obviously impossible, but he just doesn't want to say it.

As the Holy Son of the Xuanwu Holy Land, in this big Qianjiang Lake, if there is no pomp, others may not be able to know him, but he can't say that most of them know you Cao An, why?

Xue Yancao can press himself, he can endure it, what kind of cat and dog are you Cao An? A martial artist from the imperial kingdom, why should he suppress Lao Tzu?