The Ten Hell Realm, as long as you are strong enough, can indeed be regarded as a place of trial, but unfortunately most people do not have this ability, it is not so easy to produce a genius in ten thousand years, and countless kings have also held all kinds of luck psychology, thinking that he is Liu Qingyang, but as a result, everyone was wiped out.

This is not alarmist, but based on historical facts, the probability of one in a thousand is simply a disguise, and the probability of one in 100,000 years is the real weight of the Ten Prisons.

If you don't have strength, no matter how talented you are, it's best not to break into the Ten Hells; if you have strength, even if you are strong, you need to think twice, it's a real Jedi, you don't have to think about it if you don't pay something!

It was for this reason that his teammates pulled the teenager in time, this teenager was still a newcomer, and he didn't know anything about the past of the Ten Prisons Realm, just imagine if the Ten Prisons Realm was really so easy, then why didn't those peerless powerhouses on the King Battle List come to participate in this once-in-fifty-year event.

If it was really so easy to get the spiritual imprint of the past dynasties, how could it be their turn, and the Supreme would probably have to be dispatched.

It's true that most super strong people are crazy, but madness doesn't mean they're stupid, and the stronger the person, the more awe of all things!

In the past 100,000 years, I don't know how many generations of names on the king's battle list have changed, but only Liu Qingyang has come out of the Ten Prisons Realm safely, although not every generation of the battle list kings will challenge the Ten Prisons Realm, but at least after Liu Qingyang succeeds. There are also dozens of anti-heavenly kings who are vying to challenge the Ten Prison Realms, and many of them are geniuses who are at the top of the battle list. But in the end, none of them succeeded.

It's a pity that Feng Chen didn't know about this, the Silver Wing Boy didn't know, and he didn't even know about the astrological divination, they just entered the Ten Hells Realm with a momentum, and they hadn't thoroughly investigated it before.

Of course, even if they had done a detailed investigation before, the Silver Wing Boy would still choose this way, after all, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and had not experienced a real catastrophe. They don't feel afraid.

The Silverwing Boy lacks awareness of this aspect. But Fengchen You, when he jumped into the burning pit to cast the artifact in his previous life, he already knew that he was afraid that he would die here.

However, for the persistence at that time. Fengchen has never regretted it. At least he finally realized his life ideals. Something never before was forged.

But this time, if it was for the sake of chance, Fengchen obviously did not have a chance to die. It's a pity that he doesn't have a chance to know the truth anymore, because the team is too small and almost all of them are newcomers, so Fengchen has never heard of the danger of the Ten Hells Realm at all.

He Yiying had known a little about the Ten Prisons Realm before, but she had only reached Cheng Dù, who had a loss rate of one in a thousand, because her previous mind was focused on the young supreme of the Western Regions Demon Sea, so she didn't think about it deeply.

What's more, there are only two Fengchen left in the two regions in the northeast now, and the other teams will not be able to arrive until the third day, so their trip can be described as unimpeded!

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the third day.

Fengchen was already ready, and the moment the spatial vortex reappeared, he and He Yiying stepped in one after another.

And this time, there was only one person in the Southern Regions who entered the entrance of the Ten Prisons Realm, and she was Princess Yingzhen.

With several of the strongest kings entering the Ten Prisons Realm one after another, the atmosphere in the barren valley has finally boiled, and the real melee is about to begin, this is a bloody war, and only the final winner can achieve the greatest benefits.

Unlike the noisy Desert Valley, in the Ten Prisons Realm, Fengchen was alone, and the space around him was filled with boundless darkness and dead silence, as if he was about to engulf people entirely.

He Yiying didn't know where to go, Fengchen went all the way, this is a wasteland, there is no grass, it seems that wherever he goes, it is the same scene.

After walking for about half an hour, Fengchen suddenly stopped, and many paths appeared in front of him, each of which continued with a strange rhyme.

Feng Chen roughly counted, these roads seemed to him to be at least a hundred, each of which was opposite to him, but the end point was completely different.

"Is this a turning point in fate?"

Fengchen joked.

He carefully examined each road, and gradually felt different flavors on different roads, for example, the road on the far left led to a starry sky, which was densely filled with the aura of countless spirit array enchantments, which should be the way of the spirit array.

On the far right is a crimson road, and you can feel the heat on the road just from the breath that comes, and its end seems to lead to a sea of fire, which should be a path of fire.

Each of the other roads also has its own merits, leading to some areas that Fengchen is familiar with, it seems that this is to let yourself choose, choose the most suitable path for yourself.

All-round talent is not as good as waste wood, Fengchen also understands this truth, but in the end, he still did not choose another path, but chose the only mysterious path that he couldn't see.

The road still leads to endless darkness, as if there is no end, and what it transmits to Fengchen is not any breath, but just a coercion, a vast sense of oppression.

Fengchen looked at the road that led to darkness, silent, lonely, miserable, the front end of the road seemed to be filled with all kinds of breaths, and the road became narrower and narrower, and finally it directly became a lonely road.

"The path of the strong?"

Fengchen felt in his heart, he did not tend to any kind of Taoism, only the ultimate strength was invincible in the world, that was the truth.

"The road of solitude, there is neither companion nor retreat, the road of the strong is destined to be a lonely journey! ”

Fengchen sighed, and then resolutely stepped onto this road, and in just a moment, a breath like a turbulent wave rushed towards Fengchen.

Fengchen was almost blown away by this breath, he barely stood still, then took a deep breath, slowly raised his head and looked solemnly ahead, where there were vaguely ten figures waiting for him.

"It's been 30,000 years, and has anyone finally set foot on this road?"

At the end of the dark road, a bald man sat on a dilapidated ancient chair, his chin resting on one hand, and a faint light glinting in his eye.

He looked down at the challenger on the other side of the road, and his breath gradually surged, causing the entire space to shake.

"After that Jiulangtian, no one dares to challenge this strongest way, it's really sad!" The bald man sighed, the first person on the dome 30,000 years ago, Jiulangtian, Wandao, chose this path to experience, but as a result, he was defeated at the sixth layer and lost a pair of eyes.

"This abominable hell, I don't know how many years it will last, I really hope he will destroy Miè soon!"

The bald man's palms slowly clenched, and he silently looked up at the endless darkness above his head, and an irrepressible anger slowly rose in his heart.

He's really fed up, and if he doesn't get rid of it, he'd rather become a demon!

The bald man waited anxiously, he longed for this person to be stronger than Jiu Langtian, so that he could help them get out of this hell once and for all.

Feng Chen didn't know what the bald man was thinking, he only felt that there seemed to be a desolate giant beast waiting for him in front of him, such an astonishing blood qi, even the Holy Dragon Clan was far from enough.

"It's terrifying, it should be equivalent to the supreme level above the dome, I didn't expect my first opponent to be so strong!" Feng Chen was a little surprised, the person in front of him could crush him with just his blood, this was simply incredible.

You know, one of Fengchen's strongest points is physique!

"Are you the challenger this time, and your strength is too weak!" the bald man saw Fengchen walking towards this side from a very distance, and immediately frowned.

"Don't be presumptuous here!"

The bald man was disappointed, he finally came to be an outstanding person, but he didn't expect that he was a fool who couldn't even estimate his own strength, this kind of strength, even he could solve it casually, how could he deal with the town guards in the lower layers.

Hearing that the other party was so polite, Fengchen also said expressionlessly, "Who is the clown who is the jumping beam, only if you have really fought each other, you will know!"

"Hmph! With your strength, I know it's hopeless without fighting. The bald man said coldly, and at the same time, a brand flashed on his forehead, directly into Fengchen's eyebrows, "This is the spiritual understanding of my life, you and put it away, although I don't expect you to defeat me, but after all, you are the first person to come here to challenge me in 30,000 years, I will give you six hours to absorb, and I will continue to fight with you for the remaining six hours, until you can beat me!"

Fengchen was stunned, was the trial of the Ten Hells Realm like this? He didn't expect the bald man to be so generous, which seemed to mean that he was very eager to be defeated!

"But the ugly words come first, and if you can't beat me in a day, I'll take your voice away!" the bald man continued.

Then he sat back on the withered chair and looked at Fengchen with a stern gaze, "If you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me." (To be continued......)