Chapter Ninety-Four: Mortals

On the mountain road, the whistling mountain wind makes a whirring sound, as if it is about to blow people up in an instant.

Of course, this is only for mortals, if a monk encounters this level of wind, it will not cause any difficulties at all, and a simple aura shield can cut off the gale in the world!

However, now Wang Chen, Feng Wuji, and Demon Cultivator are already mortals, and they don't have a trace of aura in their bodies, and they can't even find a little aura in the air, so even if the cultivation realm of the three of them is extremely high, they can't cast a simple aura shield.

If the monk's cultivation is compared to an engine, then the level of the realm undoubtedly means that the engine is good or bad, and the aura is the fuel of the engine.

If there is no fuel, the best engine will not be able to go a step! This is the situation of the three of them.

It stands to reason that although immortal cultivators have no mana, their bodies have at least been nourished by aura, and their physical strength is much better than that of mortals. But the wind on the mountain is not a secular wind, at first fortunately, Feng Wuji and Demon Cultivator can withstand it, and after going up, the cold wind begins to carry a chill.

Even a body that has been nourished by the aura can't withstand it.

The best of the three is Wang Chen, although Wang Chen was delayed for a long time in the previous level, this level is not very difficult for Wang Chen.

The physical strength equivalent to the peak of the high-grade treasure weapon is simply the gale on the upper peak. On the contrary, it was not long after that he came from behind, and gradually pulled Feng Wuji and Demon Xiu behind him.

Although it is impossible for the three of them to meet, I don't know if the others in the road have reached this level!

But gradually, Wang Chen began to find out that something was wrong, his face suddenly became extremely bad, and he scolded every time it took a while: "What is this, why is the wind that was not very strong, why did it suddenly increase so much, and if you didn't guess wrong, there was a trace of evil in it!"

Although the previous gale was an invincible natural danger to people in the world, Wang Chen didn't pay attention to it, but after it was mixed with evil energy, even Wang Chen's face couldn't help but change!

Evil qi is a peculiar breath between heaven and earth. It has a strong corrosive effect, is extremely devastating, and is almost impossible for monks to exploit. Of course, there are also some mysterious magic decisions and magic weapons that can use evil energy, but this is only a small part, and it is only used for tricks, and it is not really used to the extreme.

However, for physical cultivation, evil qi is a good thing to refine the body, I don't know how many times better than those poisons and so on, after all, evil qi can absorb a trace of it, and it will not destroy the body instantly, but can slowly temper the body with the help of the power of evil qi!

There is a hint of evil in this mountain wind.

There are also many kinds of evil qi, and Wang Chen is only a few of them, such as the Jun evil contained in this wind. Jun Sha is a special kind of evil qi, which has a relatively small corrosive effect on all things, and can be used in almost anything else, and then crush things with its own weight.

Jun is a unit of weight, one jun is about sixty catties, and the Jun sha contained in this trace of evil qi weighs about several thousand catties.

A few thousand catties is not very heavy for Wang Chen, especially Wang Chen's intention to use the evil qi to exercise his body, and he did not use his sword intent to expel the evil qi from the body. Instead, he carried forward the heavier and heavier Jun Sha on his body.

3,000 catties, 3,500 catties.......

The weight increased little by little, and when it reached 100,000 catties, Wang Chen felt a little unbearable, after all, if it continued to grow like this, I am afraid that when he did not reach the top of the mountain, his body could no longer withstand such a weight.

On the other side, Feng Wuji and Demon Cultivator also fell into the trouble caused by Jun Sha, although both of them were unusual, they could not completely expel Jun Sha. The Jun Sha on his body also increased little by little, although neither the number nor the speed of increase was comparable to one-tenth of Wang Chen's.

Whew!

The mountain wind is cold, and it is not far from the top of the mountain, and you can even vaguely see a palace on the top of the mountain. Wang Chen already had 280,000 catties on his body, and before he took a step, a mark appeared under his feet, and his body had to stop.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and Wang Chen endured the pain in his body:

"This jun is accumulating more and more, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long, I have to move forward quickly!" As a last resort, Wang Chen also began to use his sword intent, suppressing the weight on his body.

On the other side, Feng Wuji and Demon Cultivator were also breathing.

"This evil qi is too powerful, even my sharp sword intent can't be eliminated, so I have accumulated 18,000 catties of strength, and if I continue like this, I won't be able to hold on to the top of the mountain."

Feng Wuji frowned slightly, pointed with one hand, the breath on his body Jing'an became sharper, and the evil qi that he wanted to approach was chopped by this aura and scattered, and even the evil qi on his body was dispelled a little.

"This magical power is really extraordinary, although it is only an incidental effect at the beginning, it has increased the power of the third layer of sword intent, I don't know what will happen to the Dao in the future!"

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The black-clothed demon cultivator faced the heavier and heavier Jun Xuan on his body, and the blood on his body was also tumbling, as if something terrible was about to happen!

Roar!

The black-clothed demon cultivator let out a miserable roar, like a demon beast, and after a while, a mouthful of blood actually spurted out of his mouth, along with most of the evil qi on his body.

After the blood came out, it did not drip on the ground, but strangely formed a shield, surrounding the black-clothed monk inside, and the evil qi on the mountain could no longer get close!

"Hmph! It's just a little angry, this seat is not in my eyes, if it weren't for the loss of this seat's cultivation, then it would be the turn of the old dragon's remnant soul to be so presumptuous, but hehe, the treasure that the old dragon desperately fought for will still be obtained by me in the end!"

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The palace on the top of the hill was not far away, and Wang Chen looked ahead, and he could even see the quaint patterns on it.

After two steps further, the wind on the mountain disappeared, which is completely unreasonable, and the wind at the top of the mountain is usually the most powerful.

It's just that Wang Chen didn't pay attention to it, but endured the strength of 300,000 catties in his body and walked forward slowly.

Bang!

Wang Chen fell to the ground, and blood was flowing all over his body, as if his body was about to break.

"What's going on, how do you feel that the evil qi has suddenly become heavier, no, it is the gravity that has changed, the gravity has become larger, and the evil qi has suddenly changed!"

Falling to the ground by the sudden increase in gravity, Wang Chen struggled to get up, but he couldn't get up, the gravity on his body had exceeded 500,000 catties, and Wang Chen's strength couldn't support it at all.

Fortunately, Wang Chen's physical strength is terrifying, otherwise this strength can collapse Wang Chen's body, and the strength of 500,000 catties is already the peak strength of the foundation building period!

Climbing hands and feet, Wang Chen climbed on the ground and walked forward slowly, only a few tens of centimeters at a time. At the same time, without climbing, some of the muscles of Wang Chen's body were torn violently.

On the one hand, under the influence of gravity, the evil qi overflowed from the body, which was as painful as the knife that dug out the flesh on Wang Chen's body, and on the other hand, the gravity near the palace became more and more powerful, although the evil qi decreased a lot, but the amount of force on the body did not decrease much.

Moving forward in pain, Wang Chen's mind was highly concentrated, and he only wanted to reach the palace.

Although the pain overflowing from the evil qi was heartbreaking, Wang Chen had already experienced many of the same degrees of pain at a young age!

"The front is here, a little ahead, there is only a little bit left!"

Every time Wang Chen climbed out, the place where his body passed left a large blood stain, which was the blood that was brought out by the evil qi, and you can imagine how painful it was.

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On the other side, Feng Wuji and Demon Cultivator were faster, and they actually caught up with Wang Chen slowly, after all, the evil qi on their bodies was much less.

Even in the area of abnormal gravity, Feng Wuji did not have it, but continued to move forward a little uncomfortably. What's even more terrifying is the black-clothed monk, who looked at the palace and let out a weird laugh, and then his body turned into a piece of blood, and he quickly moved forward, and he was the first to reach the palace.

Then, Feng Wuji entered the palace for the second time, and Wang Chen lagged behind the last of the three, and it wasn't until the two entered for a long time that Wang Chen, who was lying on the ground, reached out and touched the palace.

In an instant, Wang Chen's figure appeared in the palace, and the gravity on his body disappeared. There is no trace of evil spirit.