Chapter 80: Wonderful Dreams: Ma Yiqing finally has the aura of the protagonist
"Ahh
"Help me!"
"What a strong suppressive force!"
When many monks continued to rise to the top, many people had already discovered the clues.
In the surrounding void, there seemed to be an invisible hand, constantly oppressing them.
The more everyone flew up, the stronger this suppressive force became, and after reaching a certain height, if they couldn't bear it, they would be directly shot to death.
This idea was quickly confirmed, and there were already many weak monks at this time, who were going against the sky and wanted to snatch it.
As a result, their fate was also very miserable.
Some of them directly turned into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, and some monks were suddenly pressed to the ground from mid-air by a terrifying suppressive force, splashing countless dust.
"Stop, this thing really isn't something we can get."
After seeing that many monks had fallen, some monks decided to do what they could.
This is the time to test the real strength, and any opportunistic means are useless at this time.
If his own strength is too weak, then even if he tries his best, he still can't get close to the Hundred Chills Kao.
Since you are destined not to get it, why bother to fight to the death?
Some monks, at this time, kept their sanity, but there were still a considerable number of monks who, at this time, did not have any reason at all.
"Click, click!"
A monk, at this moment, seems to be stunned.
His bones were all suppressed and crackled continuously, but this monk didn't seem to hear it.
At this time, he kept trying desperately upward.
The final result, of course, is not good, when the time is not ripe, when the conditions are not ripe, blindly persistence and hard work, is just a kind of recklessness beyond one's own strength.
When there was still a height of 100 zhang from the Baihan Flower King, this monk also directly turned into a puff of blood mist.
Seeing such a scene, she shook her head slightly.
One of the important reasons why the Hundred Han Divine Tree can thrive is probably because every year, countless monks have shed their blood in this place.
"Bang!"
Among the many Tianjiao who participated in the Baihan Flower Banquet this time, his strength is really not weak.
At this time, he was also the first monk to approach the Hyakhan Kao.
It's just that when he was close to the Hyakhan Kao, a strange scene appeared.
The Hundred Chills Kao actually bloomed with colorful light at this moment, and this colorful light made the space around the Hundred Chills Flower King extremely solidified.
When he approached first, he made a loud noise.
"Let's go check it out, too."
I found that there was no other danger in the space above, but I just wanted to pick up the Hundred Chill Flower King, and I wanted to be able to pass through the Colorful Glowing Light Realm released by the Hundred Chill Flower King.
The field of colorful glow seemed to be a transparent viscous swamp.
……
"Sure enough, as I thought, under the influence of Baihan Kao, the space here has become as viscous as honey."
After she came here, she immediately stretched out her hand and reached out towards the colorful space.
When he stretched out his hand to the colorful space, he immediately determined that the space in this place had indeed become very viscous.
At this moment, the monk stared at the tremendous suppressive force, kept going upward, and then he was like an insect frozen in amber, completely immobile.
"Are we going to go any further?"
Ling Yin also came to her side at this time, looking at the many monks in the colorful space, she immediately couldn't cry or laugh.
These Tianjiao, who are all supernatural on weekdays, are like fish that have been thrown ashore one by one and are about to suffocate to death.
The monks on the periphery of the colorful space can still move freely now, and the closer they get to the core area, the more they can't launch at the moment.
At this time, of course, he is still the most advanced.
At this moment, he was completely unable to move, and he had tried his best to get close to the Hundred Chills Kao.
As a result, now, he was still fifty steps away from the Hundred Han Flower King.
After coming to this position, the surrounding space directly solidified to an incomprehensible level.
Even if he is as strong as him, he is in a dilemma at the moment, and he is very embarrassed.
"Huh!"
"Look there, the secret method of the Holy Son seems to be useful!"
At this moment, many monks exclaimed, and the Holy Son of Xuan Wound also turned into a blood dragon at this moment.
"Huh?"
After seeing the magical means of the Holy Son, she also felt that her eyes lit up.
The Holy Son of Xuan Wound was a cultivator who cultivated bloodline exercises, and at this moment, his whole person directly turned into a blood dragon condensed by blood.
When the blood dragon shuttled through the colorful glow space, it didn't seem to be suppressed too much.
At this time, the speed of the Xuan Injury Holy Son was also getting faster and faster, and in the envious eyes of many people, the Xuan Injury Holy Son quickly approached the Baihan Flower King.
"He's stuck at fifty paces, and I don't know if he can go any further."
At this moment, she and Ling Yin were walking leisurely in the colorful related space, and she slowly spoke.
"It shouldn't be that easy."
Ling Yin shook his head, the secret method of the Holy Son was very unique, and now he seemed to be a real blood dragon, no matter the breath or the rhyme, he was no different from the blood dragon.
However, the number of times this hundred cold flower king appears is very small, and the number of times it is obtained by the monk is even less.