That voice was heard on every plane in the Land of Polar Man, and it sounded tragic.

Many people know that it is the voice of the trial person in the land of extreme men, and it sounds a little intermittent, like a struggle before death, but in the end, he can't break it off, and he has to die slowly.

It was the first person to die in the Land of Polar Man.

When Luo Tian heard this cry, his body trembled unconsciously, and he knew that if he hadn't found that there was no wind near the ground by chance, I was afraid that the first person to scream on the verge of death would be himself.

While being afraid, Luo Tian felt extremely lucky, fortunately he crawled over, otherwise he didn't know what the consequences would be.

It was only the first scream, and it was only a few quarters of an hour later, and three more were heard in quick succession. Luo Tian's body became more and more cautious, trying to make sure that he was tightly attached to the ground, and his arms were also placed on the ground as much as possible, and only when those cyan flashes in the low air would he quickly stretch out.

There were four screams in total, and a total of four people died.

Although lying on the ground, there would be no danger to his life for the time being, but Luo Tian was still very scared. Luo Tian can imagine the scene of those people before they die, when you trudge in the wind, the blood marks on your face gradually increase, Gangfeng slapped his cheeks hard, and every time he passed by, he would tear off a piece of bloody flesh. Again and again, each cloud of wind will leave a mark on your face, and so on until it accumulates to a certain extent, when you touch your face with your hand again, you can't touch anything. Then, it may be other parts of the body, little by little, they are taken away by Gangfeng. You can only stand there in despair, slowly waiting for death in the cruel wind, and you don't even have the courage to commit suicide, because your body has already become numb and unconscious under every blow of the wind.

In the end, I was in too much of a hurry. Luo Tian sighed again.

They could have avoided dying. If they walk more slowly, let their bodies adapt to the pressure of the wind little by little, if they stop to recover their strength after walking a certain distance, and keep their bodies in the most perfect state at all times, if they really understand that they are here to experience the wind and not blindly ask for speed, they can survive.

But they don't, they just know how to walk.

Only by walking fast can you achieve a better ranking, so that you have more hope of making a name for yourself in this amazing place. In their opinion, only the purple mangwen can be called the real mangwen, after all, the quality of those slippery green mangwen is too poor.

They don't care about the scars left on their bodies by the fierce wind, because they don't have to care, they may believe that their body is strong enough to withstand the black wind, or they may have put all their energy into walking. However, they didn't expect that those gangfeng were slowly strengthening, and those gangfeng were gradually paralyzing their nerves in the frequent attacks, and the gangfeng was blowing on their faces, and their faces had long since lost their feelings. When they realized that something was wrong, they trembled and touched their faces, but only the jagged bones of their faces were touched. Then they saw their own bodies, and the ribs that had been with them all their lives were so smooth, as if there was still a little minced meat on them. They finally felt the pain, and they could only let out a muffled scream, the last thing they did before they died.

Sometimes, if you are too anxious, it is easy to forget your own strength. They are not Long Hao of the Dragon Guardian Clan, they are not Xiang Yu who grew up in the jungle since childhood, they are just sons who are dressed in fine clothes and food on weekdays, they just want to achieve their own fame. So, in the end, they died, and they became a few wisps of dead souls in this land of poles.

At the same time, Luo Tian was also puzzled, why didn't those people swallow the green mangwen to enhance their physique?

Luo Tian was still crawling, very slowly.

Luo Tian gradually understood something: the quality of the green mangwen in this extremely human land is indeed not high, especially when swallowing a certain amount, the effect of the mangwen will be discounted, and it will not even play any role at all.

Luo Tian finally knew why those people didn't devour the green mangwen when they were dying. Because their physique is already very strong, and the low-quality green mangs are of no use to them at all. In other words, the stronger your physique and the higher your martial arts cultivation, the higher the quality of the mangwen you need.

It is only when the martial arts cultivation like Luo Tian has long been abolished and his physical condition is weak, that the Qingmang pattern will play a role.

But why does every trial person still grasp as many of these patterns as possible? Because if you can't use them, it doesn't mean that others can't use them, and the more patterns you grab, the more beneficial it will be to the cultivation of the next generation in your own clan. At the same time, this is also one of the interactive conditions for coming to the Sibei Pavilion Wuji Secret Realm to experience.

Luo Tian's body is very slow, but his eyes have never been sloppy, as long as there is a green mangline in front of him, Luo Tian will quickly reach out and grab it. If you can't eat it yourself, you can also put it in the storage space, although the effect of the mangwen is different from the previous estimate, but after all, this is a supplement that only exists in the land of extreme people.

It was precisely because of the four screams just now that all the trialists in the Land of Extreme Men consciously slowed down. Some of them began to check the injuries on their bodies, some sat down directly to adapt to the more violent wind little by little, and some seriously accumulated their strength to strive to go further next time.

But Luo Tian didn't stop, and still crawled slowly. When he was tired, he would lie on the ground and rest for a while, as long as he recovered his strength a little, Luo Tian would prop up his arms again and move his body to crawl forward again. Even in order to hurry up, Luo Tian had not devoured the Qingmang pattern at all within this hour.

It's not because of the so-called ranking, but simply to catch a purple mangwen as soon as possible. Luo Tian wanted to know: Can the purple mangwen in this land of extreme people help him recover his martial arts cultivation?

This is a hope, a hope to repair the body's blood poison and restore cultivation. Luo Tian didn't want to live all the time with his own intrigues and can't be on the table, and Luo Tian also wanted to fight in a dignified manner.

In his bones, Luo Tian is also a bloody person. It's just the blood in weekdays, because of the blood poison in his body when he was a child, he has long forced himself to be cautious.

Therefore, at this moment, Luo Tian's heart was even more urgent for the high-quality purple mangweed.

There were no sleeves on his arms for a long time, because the stones on the ground were a little sharp, and the sleeves had long been cut. There were already a lot of blisters on the legs, and the body with fine skin and tender flesh could not compare to the hard ground.

Luo Tian is not in a hurry, but Luo Tian is very urgent.

If he is in a hurry, Luo Tian can stand up and walk like everyone else, so that he can walk faster. But Luo Tian didn't, because he knew that in this way, he would die faster and faster.

Luo Tian was very urgent, he hoped to catch those purple mangs alive as quickly as possible, and he wanted to try his cultivation to recover in the end.

Therefore, in the case of saving his own life, Luo Tian seized every moment to crawl.

Crawling is slow, because it's not just a two-legged stride, it's dragging the whole body, which is pressed against the ground.

Crawling is very fast, Luo Tian is crawling when others are moving, and Luo Tian is crawling when others are resting. Luo Tian has been crawling all the time.

In the process of crawling little by little, Luo Tian didn't know that he was no longer the penultimate number one in this extremely human land.

How would he know? He put all his energy into crawling.