The very center of the big gray day.

The desert witch who listened to the Night Chill Lord's words, even if she was shrouded in gray light and shadow from beginning to end, her bleak expression became more and more transparent.

"Wouldn't that be a great opportunity to learn new skills?"

"After all, the more you try, the easier it is to stimulate changes in your blood."

"It's hard to say." Ye Hanjun paused, "The fake body can't be perfect. ”

"For example, in the face of the slaughter of the lizardmen, you, who were burning with anger in your heart, accidentally broke through the limits of your body's functions and opened up some of the hidden bloodline power."

"But in the process of the death challenge, this is not your essence, and it can't reproduce too subtle energy fluctuations, so this phenomenon is impossible."

"Correspondingly, participating in the death challenge, through the fake body, the difficulty of comprehending the skill is not necessarily lower than in the real world."

"I've named this disadvantage 'dullness of nothingness,' which just offsets out the advantage of not being afraid of death."

Ye Hanjun was logically clear, strict and cautious:

"After all, the 'Death Challenge' is a training in another dimension."

"Its role is mainly to sharpen your combat skills and mental nature, at most, plus the improvement of the tacit understanding between the lord and the soul, there are not too many other luxuries."

"Hmm...... I have a doubt," the candle wondered, "Battle incarnation, is there only a black turtle?" ”

If only the black turtle is used as a sparring partner.

After a long time, I was bitten to death by a turtle every time.

This kind of constantly superimposed experience will indeed leave the shadow of Wusheng.

"It was an accident." Ye Hanjun's smile was a little embarrassed, "I stewed a turtle two days ago, thinking about replenishing my body and improving my food. ”

"I just threw it in the boiler, started a fire, and added some condiments."

"It was the boiler that boiled it to death, not me killed it with my own hands."

"Who would have thought that my power would still be recorded and I would be judged to be the culprit......"

“……”

Hua Zhu was silent for a moment, and wanted to muster up the courage to ask.

- It can't be that the shield turtle doesn't want to live anymore and jumps into the pot by itself, right?

Such a definite logical relationship, if you don't kill it, who else can it be counted on?

Also, where did all the meat of the shield turtle go?

If I'm not mistaken, it seems that even the soup and meat went into the stomachs of adults......

Considering the majesty and status of the Night Han-kun, the flower candle remained dumb.

Silently note in my heart: the body of an adult is very weak, if you can get high-end ingredients, it should have a good recuperation effect......

"Anyway! Later, if you have the ability to go out hunting and kill more prey, the types of battle avatars will naturally become richer. ”

"In the short term, there is indeed only the shield turtle to accompany you, and all of them are black and short-tempered, and all of them are clay sculpture fetuses Xiaocheng...... Killing one head becomes two, killing two heads becomes three, neatly aligned, and a steady stream of ......"

"I see."

The flower candle that has already been experienced once nods solemnly with a solemn face.

Both horizontal and vertical are sharpening skills, and the difference lies in different enemies and different ways of straining.

Let's try to fight the shield turtle first, and the three in the third round only need to find a way to hunt them all and strive to enter the fourth round......

"By the way, every 24 hours, you can get a dummy body, which corresponds to a death challenge."

"Every time, there will be no time limit."

"But in the course of the challenge, once it is perceived that the two sides are inseparable, or if it is found that the challenger is deliberately delaying time and fighting passively, the battle avatar will automatically strengthen, and their goal is to defeat Ling as quickly as possible, and for this will also be done at any cost."

"This is especially important."

Ye Hanjun said solemnly:

"In the real world, no matter how fierce a predator is, there will be natural enemies, and when there is no hope of victory, it will naturally choose to retreat."

"Combat avatars don't do that, they're very extreme."

"I hope that in the future, no matter how much combat experience you gain here."

"Back to reality, it is still important to remember to distinguish the difference between training and practice, and not to be blindly arrogant, nor to be too cautious and cause fear."

"Obey the teachings of your lords."

The flower candle bows down, and the right pincer is placed on the chest, imitating the human race.

"Come with me and get ready to get out of here."

"But until then—"

Ye Hanjun squinted slightly, looking into the distance.

Just in the outer circle of the gray sun, three huge gray waning moons slowly rotated, showing an eternal and stable attitude.

As he spoke, Ye Hanjun's eyebrows lit up with a gray glow, and he saw a miniature gray sun appear.

The huge attraction exploded in an instant, and the three waning moons were shaken.

Three huge pillars of gray light shot out from within, and the target they aimed at turned out to be the position where the Night Cold Monarch was levitating.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The earth-destroying beam struck the Night Chill Monarch hard, but it didn't do any damage.

The flower candle covered her eyes, and tried her best to look through the gap in the clamp, and faintly saw three gray light clusters, floating above the palms of adults, like three gray orbs rotating at a uniform speed.

"This is the key to the Gray Moon, and it can be regarded as my initiative."

The night cold monarch with the mark on his eyebrows has a completely different aura around him, which seems to be deeper, older, and more elusive.

He lowered his head and watched as the three clusters of light slowly became smaller and the light gradually dimmed.

The last thing that fell into the palm of his hand was actually three gray keys about three inches long.

In terms of breath, these three keys are absolutely the same source as the one that Ye Hanjun grabbed in his heart before.

The only difference lies in a mysterious and simple gray sun, which is unfathomable and mysterious.

A gray moon carved in the shape of a crescent moon, although at first glance it has a broken beauty, the instinctive reaction is that it is far inferior to the gray sun.

Even...... Flower candle doesn't know if it's her own delusion.

She always felt that the key representing the moon seemed to be trembling in the face of the night cold king.

It's either excitement or fear.

A wanderer who has been away from his hometown for many years has finally returned to his hometown?

The concubine who knocked out the cold palace was turned over again?

A courtier knocks before the king? Soldiers meet the generals?

……

Very strange feeling, indescribable, inexplicable.

Ye Hanjun was silent, playing with the three keys like a walnut.

With a firm squeeze, the three keys dissipated in an aerosol form.

At this time, the miniature gray sun on the center of the eyebrows bloomed with a faint light, and around the circle of the gray sun, three gray waning moons gradually appeared, standing still with each other.

"Let's go, get out of here first."

Ye Hanjun grabbed the door of his head, and pulled out the middle key with a little rustiness.

This time, he didn't need to stick the key into the hole.

The door of life and death in this world is too big, and just that hole can build hundreds of villas, and it won't be crowded at all.

Ye Hanjun just aimed at the gray and white stone door from afar and made a simple motion of turning the key.

In the next moment, the gray nothingness was like a raging beast, instantly devouring him and the desert witch.

All perception is shielded, nothing is seen, nothing is heard, and the subconscious feels like I am in some kind of viscous tunnel, sliding rapidly in some unknown direction.

……

"Whew-"

Only in the target training room where the sound of the mechanism clicked, Ye Hanjun, who was stiff and unable to move, suddenly spit out a breath of turbidity.

He subconsciously straightened his back, his vigilant gaze swept around, and then he squeezed his fists, kicked, twisted his neck, split his forks, and stepped on his toes...... Make a series of grotesque moves.

"It's amazing......"

"It's kind of like the legendary out-of-body soul, but the body that has lost its soul remains intact, and there is no backlash or anything......"

Night Han-kun confirms that he has changed back into himself.

He is different from Hua Candle, Hua Candle is a replica of the physical state when he entered the door, and he can't detect that he has changed his body without reminding her.

And when he is in the door of life and death, there is always a sense of expansion that turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands into rain, which is very unreal.

No problem now.

He can also feel tired, weak, and weak, and his heart will throb from time to time, and then he will cause his organs to cough up small mouthfuls of blood.

It's still a familiar recipe, a familiar taste.

That's right.

"Babble?!"

The little tadpole that was still in the kettle on the ground suddenly came to its senses.

It sensed that "the game is over", and the tadpole and the little black hat changed back to their original appearance from lifelessness, and it was good at imitation, so naturally there was no need to play anymore.

With a slightly excited cheer, Guaguagua poked his head out of the bottle, stared at his small eyes like grains of rice as much as he could, and then habitually spat out water as a way to express his enthusiasm.

"Huh?"

Ye Hanjun's eyelids jumped, and he finally noticed the source of the subtle abnormality.

His eyes locked on the little tadpole, and he was surprised to find that the pure white tadpole, which was originally white and clean without a trace of impurities, was rapidly returning to normal from a translucent state.

What's going on?

An outrageous thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and Ye Hanjun no longer hesitated, and decisively launched the initiative "Qualification Appraisal".

……

[Chaos Spirit Pattern]: 88 "Immovable as Stone", 12 "Spitting Water", 16 "Floating Bubbles", 55 "Water Concealment"

……

"The fourth skill?"

"Turtle and turtle, or water concealment, 55 patterns of water concealment?"

Ye Hanjun opened his mouth, as if he had been struck by lightning.

His gaze faintly intersected with the small tadpole more than ten meters away, although the latter's eyes were small, but under his meticulous observation, that innocent and cute and innocent look really made people speechless.

"Isn't it ...... Comprehended the skill again, right? ”

Flower candle also passed a simple test to make it clear that this is the real self.

Her perception is not as amazing as that of Night Han-kun.

In addition, the pure white tadpole is already transcendent.

Unless it is willing to take the initiative to say hello, it will be slightly distracted, and the flower candle will not be able to lock the location of the tadpole at once, and it needs to refocus on carefully screening.

"It's only been a few days, and that's four skills?"

"Also, the skill of water concealment, there are very few people who can comprehend the fetus of clay sculpture, and it is also difficult to reach the spirit of the water attribute."

"You open a stealth in the water, with the characteristics of a low innate sense of existence, come and go without a trace, who can catch you in the future?"