The eighth time, when I went up the mountain, the boy did not hesitate.

This time he chose the steepest route, but the closest route to the first mountain top, used hands and feet to climb quickly. After dozens of steps, the surface of the mountain suddenly changed. The raised area that his hand had just grasped became soft like cotton, and after his feet were soaked in the air, they had no way to borrow strength.

Although the boy was wary of his long time, he still didn't expect that this would be the case. He could not use his ability to fly independently within the entire mysterious place. The result of falling down was naturally thrown out by the pool. The only thing he could do was the body's reaction speed and flexibility.

The boy's body flipped twice in the air, trying to stop the fall, and then reached out and grabbed another raised rock not far away. Unexpectedly, the mountains would not give him this opportunity at all. A large area of ​​snow-white objects fell down, like the falling snow after the mountain was shaken, and it hit the boy's chest with a puff.

It seemed to be falling lightly, but to the boy, it was like he was hit by a terrifying heavy hammer. Several ribs on his chest were broken. After the boy's body three times, the bones were already as hard as King Kong. He did not expect to be so unbearable in front of this ball of "fallen snow".

After being thrown out by the pool this time, the boy lay down for a long time. It was unclear whether it was one or two days before he slowly woke up. The severe pain in his chest was still there, but the bones seemed to have recovered.

After the boy checked that there were no abnormalities in other parts of his body, the second thing he did was to look up and look ahead. The bubble was still there, and Qiu Kejian still had not arrived, which meant he still had a chance.

Struggling to get up, moving his limbs and body hard, the boy rushed into the mysterious place for the ninth time.

It was still a mountain climbing. The young man firmly believed that there must be something he wanted on the mountain. No matter how bad it was, when he reached the top of the mountain, he should also give him an explanation.

I don’t know why I am so confident. The young man has a paranoid in his bones. This should be his hometown, and there is no reason for treating the wanderers who are far away so coldly.

Failures made the boy exhausted and covered in scars. In order to climb the mountains, he thought of all the ways he could think of, and even concentrated the old man's clothes and his own clothes in the bubbles, rubbed them into long ropes, tied his body, and groped upward inch by inch.

The young man was determined and determined, just like when he crossed the mainland several years ago, he would never give up until he achieved his goal.

Finally, after not remembering how many times he climbed, the boy finally reached the top of the mountain. When he was still watching the higher dangerous peaks ahead, a strong wind blew, and the boy's skin was suddenly full of holes.

His body was covered with countless blood lines, like hair, and blood flowed out like a spring, dyeing the white rocks under his feet red. The boy was dizzy and his face was extremely pale. Such rapid blood loss may have cost him his life.

However, the change was the next moment, and the boy's feet suddenly became weak, as if he was stepping on the mud. He stamped his feet twice and found that this was not an illusion caused by fainting. The changeless white mountain rock was melted by his blood, and the blood red turned black and brown.

"You shouldn't have entered the old place again and again, as this will not do you." A misty voice suddenly came from the mountain even further away, with a dry voice, as if it was strange.

"Who are you? Are you finally willing to speak?"

"Go out and bring what you want, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

"You know what I want?"

"Xi Rang."

“Yes, but where is it?”

"At your feet."

The boy was shocked and looked at his feet. The dark brown color changed a little, becoming dim, and it faintly turned yellow. Is this Xilan? It was stained with his own blood with chaotic matter mixed with his own blood?

In addition to being shocked, the boy did not doubt the other party's words, but he couldn't figure out why he couldn't return to his hometown, which would cause serious consequences. What is the logic?

"Leave, every time you fall into the Bibo Pond, the Chaos Raw Stone will be reincarnated once, which will have a significant impact on the Chaos Creatures in the future."

The boy was shocked again, but he suspected that the other party was exaggerating and even had a threatening element. If he fell in once, he would have to reincarnate once. Is Bibotan the Hall of the King of Hell? You are so awesome, can't you stop me from falling in?

Next, no matter how the boy called, he could not get any response again. He had to dig out all these Xilan with both hands. The mysterious place could not use divine power, and there was no object on the left and right, so he simply restored the rope tied to his body into strips and spliced ​​together.

The young man took no residue left in Xirang, and then he was thrown directly into Bibotan by a strong force. When he returned to the outside of the mysterious place again, the bubble was still there. The young man looked carefully and saw that Qiu Kejian had no trace of coming.

Strangely, according to the boy's rough estimate, he had been in the mysterious place for at least more than a month, and had long since agreed with Qiu Kejian. Why hadn't you seen anyone come yet, or did something unexpected or change happen?

The strangest thing is the bubble in front of you. According to Qiu Kejian, this thing cannot last for too long in the void, at most it can be limited to ten days, but isn’t it good now? What’s wrong?

The boy could not understand all this, so he decided to breathe in the bubble for half a day to adjust his injuries, and Xirang was put into the divine sect and wait for Qiu Kejian.

If Qiu Kejian doesn't come to meet again, the boy has to go back by himself. There is not much to worry about. As long as the bubbles are intact, you should be able to remember the way back.

Half a day later, the boy basically recovered and entered the world of Shenzang again. He summoned the guardian in the Five Elements Temple and shouted five or six times. Only then did the guy come out carefully. Obviously, his hatred for the boy turned into fear that he couldn't even explain clearly.

"Today, I just want to ask you whether you agree or not?"

"I accept it, but I don't accept it either!"

"Tell me the reason."

"I am convinced because you have finally obtained the innate Xirang for a lifetime. This is a great deal. I am not convinced because you took advantage of someone's danger and took advantage of the weakness of a certain family to win, which is not considered a skill."

"You want to fight again?"

"Of course!"

As soon as the Guardian finished speaking, he was punched. It was still the last time he was in the left eye socket on his face, but the force was completely incomparable to the last time. Its body flew out like a meteor, hitting the wall with a bang, and its whole body felt as if it was dispersed.

This punch is more than ten thousand pounds of force, even the Heavenly Lord is just like this, right? The guardian took a breath of cold air. After a few days of sight, the boy's strength soared to such a terrifying level. With one punch, it had been blocked from its movement and the sea of ​​energy rolled.

Seeing that the young man had a slanted stride, he had already arrived at his side, and then he raised his fist and hit it again. The guardian could see this series of movements very clearly, but he could not react, and even raised his arms to handle it, let alone mobilizing his magical skills?

After four punches, the guardian reached the point of dying again. Seeing the boy standing in front of him calmly, he was completely out of energy this time. Although it claimed that his cultivation was not as good as the Heavenly Venerable, he could torture the ordinary god at will, but he was beaten twice by the boy without any temper and had nothing to say.

"Are you convinced, or are you not convinced?"

"I think a certain family is blind, so I see the palace master." The guardian could not get up, so he could only hold his thick arms and bow.

The boy nodded, then shook his hand and threw down a small porcelain bottle. It was an ordinary beating drug. Elder Yi gave it. He shook his hand and threw the cornerstone of the holy fire to the guardian, and ordered, "Look at it."

The boy turned around and left the hall and left.
Chapter completed!