Compared to the land of the Pole Man and the land of no man, it is a completely different space.

There is no life, no peace, not even light in the land of the Poles. This place has always been accumulated in the dark, with only crooked mountain roads and the roaring wind. If no man's land is a calm grassland, then the land of extreme people is the desert where the storm rages after sunset.

The space here is even more fragmented, making the wind in No Man's Land more terrifying the farther you go. It is also because of this more broken spatial barrier that the induction between the one hundred and eight spatial passages is much more sensitive.

Although they are in the same time and space, there are also differences in the mangwen patterns from the outside to the inside. Because the power of Gangfeng is directly proportional to the quality of the mangwen, that is to say, the stronger the Gangfeng, the higher the quality of the mangwen, so that the entire land of extreme people is roughly divided into three areas, the outermost green mang, the middle of the purple mang, and the innermost golden mangwen, and the number of these three areas is also continuously decreasing from the outside to the inside. In short, the further you go in the land of extreme people, the more serious the wind becomes, the more dangerous the environment becomes, and the smaller the number of mangwenes obtained, but the quality of the mangwen is also surprisingly high.

The Infinite Mangwen was the foundation that maintained the entire Wuji Gate Holy Land back then, and its predecessor was the famous Infinite Array, but since the destruction of the Infinite Array, the energy in the Great Array has gradually evolved into a stripe. To a certain extent, they have come out of their sluggish energy state, and have gradually evolved over countless years, slowly showing signs of life. It's just that this kind of life is the most primitive life, with no fixed body, no intelligence, and can only hide in the wind and keep cultivating.

The number of people who had entered the trial had been reduced from one hundred and eight to seventy-two, and the real trial began.

Luo Tian stood at the entrance of the Extreme Human Land, his face a little hesitant, because the environment here was a little harsh. There was a cold wind all around, and the field of vision was only within five steps at most, and the stone rocks under his feet were very sharp, even if he stood on the outermost edge of the Extreme Human Land, Luo Tian could feel the horror in it, which could be described as a crisis step by step.

His body shook non-stop, and Luo Tian really had no bottom in his heart. Luo Tian thought of pressing the post and quitting this extremely human land, but he was a little unwilling. How can he be reconciled? His martial arts cultivation has been abandoned for eight years, and his body has always been very weak under the erosion of blood poison, and his unbearable combat power can barely cope with even a wolf.

How can I retreat? Is there a way out?

Luo Tian gritted his teeth and took the first step in the land of extreme people.

The road surface is uneven and very resting. Luo Tian hadn't yet stood firmly, only to see a black whirlpool rolled up in front of him, the black Gangfeng swept across Luo Tian's body, and the blue clothes had not had time to make a trace of movement, so a big corner of the clothes floated in the direction of Gangfeng. Luo Tian felt a little cold on his face, his slender fingers trembled and touched his face, the deep scar was embedded in the right side of his face, and there was no blood, because the blood droplets had gone with the wind.

His fingers circled the scar and turned to his mouth, and Luo Tian slowly took it in. The fingertips touched the tongue, there was no trace of taste, but Luo Tian felt that the aftertaste was endless.

In the land of extreme people, I Luo Tian is here.

The wind covered the sky and the earth, and everywhere was gray. Luo Tian took out the post, looked at the point on the post and took another step. Luo Tian didn't stand firm at this step, because his front foot stepped on a protruding stone, and his whole body was a little tilted. With his fingers still in his mouth, Luo Tian's eyes became more and more firm, and he spread his steps, and Luo Tian went up to the wind.

Unfortunately, Luo Tian only took five steps, to be precise, Luo Tian took six steps forward and then had to take a step back. In these five steps, Luo Tian's short sword was tightly tied to his calf, and he put it in his arms, freeing his two hands. There is some dense black in the field of vision, or that is the real Gangfeng, that is the actual Gangfeng.

Gangfeng is black, colored, and condensed, and can be said to be the king of wind in this land of extreme people.

His eyes were already closed, because in this rapid wind, Luo Tian really couldn't open his eyes. Now, Luo Tian is trying his best, not to take a step forward, but to prevent himself from being pushed back by Gangfeng again.

The wind was just too strong. Luo Tian's body is too weak.

But Luo Tian had no choice but to keep his face tight, and his hands were already clenched into fists.

The body can't hold on anymore, but it's only five steps, five steps. Luo Tian is very unwilling, this is only the outermost part of the land of extreme people.

Why are you so useless? What can you do?

In a moment, Luo Tian thought of many people and many things, including the little junior sister who was still unconscious in bed, the sigh of the old man when he was in junior high school, and the glass that was still splashing around after the water droplets were broken, and then the picture turned, and Luo Tian returned to Canglan City.

Canglan City is full of small traders and hawkers, even in ordinary alleys, you can hear the high sound of selling firewood. It was a black-faced man, tightly guarding his chest, always holding the string of copper coins in his arms tightly.

"People are just living. ”

Luo Tian slowly straightened his body that was leaning backwards, buckled his teeth hard, and took a step forward. It's a small step, but it's a real sixth step.

"Why can't I live?"

The right leg suddenly stretched forward with a big step, followed by the left leg with a small step, and the arms hung freely, but the fists were clenched tightly.

The tattered clothes on his body were a little loose, and Luo Tian had to open his hands and tuck the remaining half-pulled sleeves inside, but the hem of the blue shirt was long gone.

"If we're all alive, why can't I live better?"

With your head hanging tightly and your arms at your waist, you arch your body and your calves to exert your strength. It's three steps, three steps in a row.

Luo Tian's right face was a little painful, more painful than it was at the beginning just now. Perhaps, the right side of the face is already a big difference at this time!

Luo Tian's head was still lowered, and his eyes could only be opened when he lowered his head. The gray world is full of strange screams that seem to be shouting and howling. This is the sound of the wind, the sound of the wind.

There was a little itching in the hands, as if something was struggling, but the stiff hands remained in a clenched fist posture all the time. Luo Tian's eyes opened, but he couldn't remove it from his right hand.

Luo Tian couldn't say what it should look like, but it did sway in its hands, headless and tailless, covered in cyan, and even a little transparent in some places. Holding it in your hand, it feels slippery and cool.

My heart was instantly filled with joy, perhaps, this is the legendary infinite mangwen. I guess I accidentally grabbed it when I kept clenching my fists on the way forward.

The arm is a little stiff, because it takes too long. The left hand protects the right hand and raises it to the mouth, the fingers slowly spread, and then covers his mouth tightly. Luo Tian felt something enter his body down his throat, and that cool feeling still remained in his throat.

As soon as the lower abdomen was hot, a warm current swam in the body.

Luo Tian bent down and hugged his body tightly, his body was a little twitching at this time, and Luo Tian even felt that the bones in his whole body were moving.

The pain comes and goes as fast as it comes.

Whether it was the coldness in his throat or the warmth in his abdomen, it disappeared in an instant.

But Luo Tian let out a hearty laugh, the smile was really exaggerated, and even a lot of wind was poured into his mouth, which looked very bloated.

The fingertips fell lightly on his face again, and Luo Tian clearly felt that the scars scratched by Gangfeng were no longer so deep, and they were sticky inside, just like the dense persimmons in Sibei City.

It's just a small green pattern!

Luo Tian continued to walk against the wind, but Luo Tian's fists were no longer clenched, and even his eyes were not completely closed, but narrowed into a slit. The two arms were grabbed indiscriminately in the wind, and the wind stabbed by, and there was a hot pain in the arms, but Luo Tian's heart was full of joy. The arms swayed even more.

The hand was in the wind, and the wind pierced the hand again. Sometimes, however, there is not only pain in the hand, but also a momentary coldness. It was an infinite pattern hidden in the wind.

But it was very disappointing, Luo Tian didn't catch it. Although the green mangwen entered Luo Tian's palm, before Luo Tian could close his fist, the mangwen had already run away. There was only a slight coolness in the palm of his hand, but the next moment he couldn't feel anything in the cold wind.

Luo Tian would rather walk slower and take as small steps as possible, so that he will be more secure in the wind. The palm of the hand is no longer open, but the four fingers are brought together, so that a tube-like space is formed between the thumb and the palm.

There was a cool feeling in his hand again, and Luo Tian's movements couldn't help but speed up, and he quickly clenched into a fist. The middle body of the green mangline was tightly gripped, and there was still more than half a foot long on both sides, as if it was a little unwilling, and the rest of the body kept patting the back of Luo Tian's hand.

This time, the green mango pattern is larger.

Luo Tian smiled again, but his mouth was only slightly bent, but he didn't dare to open his mouth again. Like last time, Luo Tian easily swallowed this green mang, and then bent down in pain again.

This time the body twitched significantly longer and more violently.

Luo Tian could only hug his body alone.

Standing up straight again, some of the scars on his face were already very shallow.

However, this time Luo Tian did not move forward immediately, because he felt that this was too slow, and the mangwen he got was too few. I tried my best to move my steps, but I only took more than 20 steps, and I only caught two patterns. Luo Tian laughed at himself, how could he call it a catch? That was obviously Mangwen running into his hands.

Therefore, Luo Tian had to think.

When the martial arts cultivation was abolished and his body was fragile, Luo Tian was very disappointed, but he did not despair. Because he is alive, he still has a brain, and he can think. A large part of the precise calculation power and accurate inference and prediction ability also come from Luo Tian's thinking, and only by thinking can he continue to live.

Perhaps, you should try to actively grab it with your hands, instead of passively waiting in the wind to get in. With his keen observation, he should be able to see the patterns hidden in the wind around him.

It's just that your eyes may be sinned.

Although this is not a good way, it is the only way Luo Tian has come up with, and it is also the only way he can do it now.

The already tattered sleeves were simply torn off by Luo Tian, tightly protecting his mouth and nose, tied a knot at the back, and tied it firmly. The eyes slowly opened, first in a blurry slit, then widened, but before they could be fully opened, they had already closed again on their own.

Because, there is wind and sand blowing into the eyes.

The eyes slowly opened again, slowly opened again, and the strength used was also slowly adjusted. Luo Tian knew that in this situation, he had to open his eyes, and only by opening his eyes could he find those manglines. However, the wind in the land of extreme people is indeed too big, and the wind and sand are indeed a lot more, so Luo Tian can only try little by little, let his eyes slowly adapt to this environment, and let his eyes consciously adjust.

When the eyes are open, the eyelids on both sides must be squeezed inward to avoid the wind and sand as much as possible. Even so, Luo Tian still felt the fatigue in his eyes, kept blinking, and had to close his eyes and relax after a while.

But that's enough. Although the surroundings were still gray in color, within a range of five steps, Luo Tian could see more and more clearly. Some of the wind whistling by is nothing, but if you look closely, you will see that the wind is mixed with wisps of blue.

Luo Tian threw off his arms and grabbed at the mangwen in the wind.

The hand plunged into the wind in a clawed manner, but caught nothing. Luo Tian clearly saw that his hand was still half a beat slower, and the angle was much off.

Luo Tian could only smile, still the kind of self-deprecating laughter. After all, his martial arts cultivation was in vain.

But Luo Tian was not discouraged, because there was really no need to be discouraged, and he was still very hopeful. Because, I still have the trick to move.

The technique of moving the body is originally a light exercise method, and the practice is originally the flexibility of the human body.

Luo Tian aimed at a green mangline again, and then moved his whole body slightly, lifting his breath to his chest, and his right hand quickly poked over. It was very cool when his fingers touched a slippery thing, but Luo Tian knew that he didn't catch it.

The green mangwen is hidden in the wind, and the speed of the mangwen is as fast as the wind is fast.

Luo Tian couldn't help but sigh: the time for his cultivation of the body transfer technique was shorter, although the overall action of the body crossing and rolling was much more flexible, but the subtle kung fu of taking objects from the air like this was still a lot worse after all.

However, after all, I touched the mangweed.

"If it doesn't work once, then practice ten times, and if it doesn't work ten times, then practice a hundred times. "That's what the old man said. When I was a child, I stabbed a stake with a sword a thousand times a day.

Luo Tian grabbed it again, but there was still only the coolness in his palm.

"Then come again", Luo Tian shouted in his heart and grabbed it again.