Long Hao is not leaving, and Long Hao, who is in the first place, is not leaving. Because, there is no way out.

There is really no way ahead.

Who would have thought that there would be an end of the road in the land of extreme people? Long Hao hadn't seen the golden mangwen yet, he hadn't entered the golden mangwen area yet, but now there was no road.

In the gray wind, Long Hao stood on a protruding rock. The reason why it is a protruding rock is simply because there is an empty and black abyss below.

It was as if the land had broken off, and a chasm separated it.

The wind in front of him was dense, and he vaguely seemed to see the mountains opposite, and the wind on the mountains was even more raging, mixed with a few wisps of gold. Long Hao knew that it was the golden mangwen.

The golden mangwen is on the opposite hill.

Long Hao wanted to cross the capacity, and finally shook his head helplessly, this is simply an unrealistic idea. Mo said that the abyss is dozens of zhang wide, and his cultivation is limited, and he can't pass it. Even if it is firewood and fire, it is impossible here, the Gangfeng hanging in the air is not vegetarian, and the pressure in the mountain stream has skyrocketed many times.

Long Hao thought about it, and in the end, there was no good way. Looking at the winding edge of the cliff, Long Hao took a step and walked sideways on the edge, since there was no road in front of him, he walked around it, he wanted to find a way.

There was a loud roar from the mountain stream, as if something terrible was there. Long Hao continued to walk, he looked at the steep cliffs, carefully observed the craggy faults, he wanted to know if there was still a place connected to the opposite side.

The heavy sword struck lightly, and there was a "thump" sound from the rock formation, and the right hand held the stone, and the left hand rubbed against the edge. The edges of the stones were rough, but not sharp, and the endless wind had already rounded the stones.

Long Hao shook his head in disappointment, he had been walking for a long time, and he hadn't found the connecting road at all.

"It doesn't make sense. Long Hao's brows had already squeezed into a big "Chuan" character, he felt that this kind of thing should not happen in the land of extreme people, if there was really no way, how could the trialists enter the Jinmangwen area, and how could they get to the Wuji Diagram?

He simply sat cross-legged, he had to find his way, so, he had to think. When pure human power can't do it, thinking becomes the only thing to do.

In the wind, on the edge of the cliff, sat a person who was thinking.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Shui Impermanence felt a pale powerlessness all over his body. He endured great suffering, and it took a lot of hard work to catch the seventh purple ray, and just as he was aiming at Gangfeng to grab the eighth, he found himself already standing on the edge of the cliff. Feeling the endless wind around him, Shui Wuchang was shocked to find that he couldn't cross it at all.

If you can't cross it, how can you catch the golden mangwen?

For the sake of the golden mangwen, he could give up the eighth purple mangwen, but now that the golden mangwen was there, he could only watch. The wind blew from behind and hit him the back, and his body shook, and the water impermanence ignored it.

He didn't know how to get to the other side, he wanted to see what the mountains on the other side looked like.

Another point, if there is really no way, he will not be able to reach the Wuji Diagram. If he can't get to Wujitu, how can he meet that person. When I think of that person, my teeth itch with hatred when I think of that person. How could that man have such speed? If it weren't for the fact that the man had been left behind in the first place, if that man had entered the Extreme Man Land at the same time as him, he would have reason to believe that the man would have gone ahead of him. The man's speed was just too fast.

Walking on the edge of the cliff, the water impermanence waited anxiously, his eyes glanced around, there was only the wind in the mountain stream, there was no road, and there was no bridge. He could only continue to walk helplessly, he saw the golden mangwen, he wanted to catch it, but the distance was really a little far, how could he catch it across the black abyss?

He wouldn't give up, he believed that there must be some road or bridge leading to the other side, and all he had left was to search. He figured it out a little, if it was really so easy to catch the golden mangwen, then it wouldn't be a super-high-quality golden mangwen.

He believes that as long as he walks long enough, he will definitely find his way.

Although they came from two completely different planes, Xiang Devouring and Thunder reached the edge of the abyss at the same time.

Looking at the endless mountain rocks, Xiang Yu didn't think about how to get to the other side. Xiang Yan smiled instead, he felt that this was just an opportunity, so he was lucky and shouted, "Do you dare to fight?"

He is the only one in the time and space, and who will go along with him?

At this moment, a bold answer came from the sky: "Why don't you dare? ”

Xiang Yan smiled, he had been enduring it for a long time, and his hands were really itchy.

A knife rhyme suddenly appeared in the sky, which was even more hideous in the black wind. Xiang Swallow clenched his fist, aimed in the direction, and swung it out hard. Dao Yun and Steel Fist met in the sky, and then a "bang" sound erupted, and the wind in the sky seemed to dodge.

The shadow of the first punch had not disappeared, and Xiang Yu immediately threw the second punch, and the fist had not yet reached the sky, but it was suddenly intercepted by an arc-shaped sword rhyme. In the same place, the two fought again.

The barrier of time and space shook incessantly, as if it would shatter at any moment.

The wind on the horizon flickered and was uneasy, and he avoided it from afar.

The two of them don't know how many moves they have made right, and every time it is a direct fist shadow and knife rhyme. The sky shook again and again, and every punch and knife seemed to change the color of the heavens and the earth.

Simple and direct, violent and ferocious, both are aggressive people who have long remembered each other in their non-stop walking. This time, seeing that they couldn't move forward, the two of them broke out in the raging battle at the same time.

Luo Tian had also come to the cliff.

At this time, Luo Tian was very embarrassed, but his spirit was quite good. Along the way, he had devoured the seven purple rays, his body that had been eroded by the blood poison had completely recovered, he was able to practice martial arts again, and his cultivation had also improved to the middle stage.

The cultivation that had been abandoned for eight years was back.

Looking at his lower abdomen, Luo Tian's fingers were clasped on it, where the blood and poison gathered. Under the medicinal power of the purple mangweed, the blood poison did not disappear, but seemed to have grown a lot. For this point, Luo Tian is very puzzled, the purple mangwen can repair his body and increase his cultivation, why can't he get rid of the blood poison in the abdomen?

The purple mango pattern against the blood poison not only did not dissolve it, but allowed the blood poison to absorb a lot of medicinal power.

Luo Tian could only squint and smile, if it weren't for the blood poison sharing part of the medicinal power of the purple mangweed, he would not be able to repair his body and improve his cultivation in a short period of time, let alone walk quickly in the land of extreme people. I'm afraid that I would have exploded and died because of the powerful medicinal effect of the purple mango pattern.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with Luo Tian's willpower, when the strength replenished by the purple mangwen is gradually used up, Luo Tian continues to walk completely with the belief that he will never give up in his heart.

The blood poison in the abdomen seemed to be hiding there very well-behaved, without the slightest sign of rolling. Luo Tian touched his nose: Is this a blessing or a curse?

The black wind continued to roll up in the abyss, like a blooming flower. Luo Tian didn't walk up for half a point, still standing in his original position.

Because the martial arts cultivation has reached the middle stage, Luo Tian's mental power that he has realized by focusing on inductive thinking in the past eight years has more powerful support. The telekinesis spread out little by little, looking for the fluctuations of the breath of heaven and earth in the Gangfeng, like peeling off a cocoon, going deep into the Gangfeng little by little, and going deep into the abyss.

Time gradually passed with Luo Tian's heartbeat, and a lot of sweat appeared on Luo Tian's face.

Luo Tian didn't open his eyes, and he didn't even move his eyelashes. His bare arms were naturally behind his back, his legs were standing firmly on a large rock, and his long shirt wrapped around his waist whirred in the wind.

If it weren't for the black wind in the sky, if it wasn't for the abyss in front of the wind roaring, Luo Tian at this time would really have a little bit of a taste of pointing out the country.

Slowly, Luo Tian's fingers behind his back moved, as if he was tapping something. The four fingers were tapped evenly, and each pause followed by the next one, repeating and repeating, as if striking out an indescribable sense of rhythm.

Just like the beating of the heart, one by one, in a soothing rhythm, it is the operation of the energy of the whole body.

Then, turn your arms behind your back and slowly move between your legs in a natural drooping position. The fingers thigh thigh, this time not four fingers knocked down together, but out of order, the index finger knocked down, the middle finger raised, even and harmonious, regular and perfect.

The knees are slightly bent, the heels are forced, the toes are up, then they fall, then they stand on their toes, and they fall again...... It's the same beat as a finger pull.

Luo Tian seemed to sense something, his telekinesis seemed to have touched something, and something was moving. He hurriedly focused his mind again, trying to grasp the sense firmly, but it was interrupted at this point.

Cultivation is only in the middle stage, and the foundation of mental power is still shallow after all.

Or, it's not entirely because of this, others are practicing martial arts, slowly breaking through to the state of mind at the peak of martial arts, so as to control the power of thought. But his martial arts cultivation is completely wasted, and his mental power is completely accumulated by touching and accumulating in the perception of the surrounding world day after day, which is not a normal way.

Luo Tian wanted to make a second attempt, but in the end he reluctantly gave up. His cultivation is limited, and his mental power is extremely unstable, even if he does it again, it is estimated that the result will be the same.

Since his telekinesis couldn't go deep and couldn't be maintained for too long, Luo Tian simply stopped the senses, relaxed his whole body, and recalled the feeling just now. He didn't get nothing, although very little, but enough. In the past eight years, in addition to the drugs and drugs he has carried with him, there is one thing that has been with him for a longer time, that is, thinking.

Half an hour passed quietly, Luo Tian thought of a possibility, but his body was hesitant.

The fingers pressed his lower abdomen again, Luo Tian smiled sadly, and jumped down.