With the concentration of Fang Xingjian, he adapted to the 10 times concentration in just over ten seconds, and would not be affected by this information at all.??]

He then continued walking, walking all the way to the area with a concentration of 200% concentration, with woods and hills everywhere, just like a modern forest park, but along the way, he could feel countless eyes spying on him in the darkness of the woods anytime and anywhere.

He knew that this was the guardian beasts monitoring him, but he had the authority to a 10-fold concentration holy land, so he was naturally not afraid of their surveillance. He made great strides along the way. He also saw many big houses built on the roadside, each big house was built with huge marble, empty, huge, vast, full of a quaint atmosphere.

Fang Xingjian could feel the unique aura of strong sounds of breaking through the air from time to time in most rooms, loud noises like thunder, or sword intent, sword intent and other unique auras.

He knew that these were all people practicing, researching, and retreating.

He didn't care about this and kept moving forward all the way, feeling the etheric mystery surrounding him becoming more and more intense, and felt like he was a garbage can, his brain was constantly stuffed into all kinds of garbage.

It's like he is an old computer, but it's stuffed in a massive amount of data that can squeeze out his hard drive.

Even with Fang Xingjian's willpower and brain power, he couldn't help but stop at the area with 50 times the concentration of etheric mystery and sat down on the ground.

He constantly adjusts his body, relaxes his breath, diverts his attention, and adapts to the terrible information trend brought by the concentration of 50 times the etheric slut.

You should know that his etheric synchronization rate is 10%, and it is hard for him to imagine how those more advanced knights would feel like when they came here.

No wonder as the etheric synchronization rate increases, some people will not be able to withstand the impact of information and go crazy, or even become vegetative.

All kinds of meaningless information flashed in front of Fang Xingjian and was randomly stuffed into his brain. At this moment, footsteps sounded behind him.

In Fang Xingjian's celestial sense, it was a young man with a long red head. He looked at Fang Xingjian with a smile and said, "Little brother, are you okay? This kind of holy land is not something you can come at will."

Fang Xingjian shook his head and signaled that he was fine. He stood up and walked deeper. The higher the concentration of Etheric Miscellaneous, the more information he had, the more options to change jobs.

The young man patted Fang Xingjian on the shoulder and said, "I think you'd better forget it. Speaking of which, you can't even stand up. How could you be approved to enter such a deep holy land?

And I don't seem to have seen you before? Are you a newcomer?

Why are you keeping your eyes closed?

Do you want me to call you a doctor?

I think you feel so uncomfortable, so you should not go in. You can't concentrate so hard, so how can you practice?

Practicing something like this is to let it go. If the water rises and the boats rise, how can you do things like you..."

"Shut up." Fang Xingjian felt that the other party's mouth seemed to be five hundred ducks, and he couldn't help but interrupt the other party with a cold look: "You should do whatever you should do, don't bother me."

The red man shrugged. Just as he was about to say something again, another purple woman came over, looked at Fang Xingjian sitting cross-legged on the ground, and smiled and said, "Are you a newbie who is overestimating yourself? I thought you were talented, so I walked directly to the high-concentration holy land. Go back quickly and be careful that your head would burst out after being left here."

Fang Xingjian was too lazy to pay attention to them, and felt his head relaxed a little, so he stood up and continued to walk towards the depths of the holy land.

"Hey, you really can't continue to leave." The red man frowned and said, "You are a freshman, right? Have everyone reminded you? The higher the concentration of Etheric Miscellaneous, the better the cultivation effect, but not everyone can accept high concentrations at once. It is very dangerous for you to continue like this."

The purple woman beside her looked at the Hongqing man with a helpless look on her face and said, "Soren, are you going to meddle in other people's business again? We agreed to practice the combined attack skills together today."

"You can't just watch him ignore it." Sauron looked at Fang Xingjian step by step and walked towards the depths of the path. He couldn't help but follow the other party, and continued to persuade: "I think you are so uncomfortable, so don't leave. This is not good for your brain. You can adapt to the area of ​​twice or 40 times concentration for a few days before entering."

However, Fang Xingjian ignored him at all. Fang Xingjian, who possesses the world's number one sword technique, has long shown his will, courage, memory, logic, and brain processing ability, far away from his peers. For ordinary people, the concentration of etheric crypts that needs to be used to, but for him, he just took a little rest and adapted to most of them.

Seeing that the other party ignored Sauron, the purple woman next to him said, "Okay, don't worry about him. You can still take care of him for the rest of your life? If he wants to die, let him go and send him off."

Soren was finally pulled away under the purple woman's left and right hold. However, before leaving, he kept reminding Fang Xingjian not to go too deep and call for help if there is danger.

Fang Xingjian was too lazy to pay attention to them. After walking for a while, he felt his brain was getting smoother and smoother. He seemed to have gradually become accustomed to the increase in the concentration of etheric crypts. He even began to learn to selectively accept various information.

Accept useful things, and stuff them into the depths of your memory and place them as garbage.

Gradually, he realized that the picture quality changed from 64o*48o to 192o*1o8o, and the scene of ten meters around his body generated by his celestial human sense in his brain became clearer and brighter.

It seemed that every thread and every inch of space within ten meters was extremely familiar to him, just like his own body.

Feeling this increasingly clearer and more familiar feeling, he became more and more eager for more etheric confusions. The degree of his feet continued to accelerate, becoming faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, he even subconsciously activated the bodyless appearance, and the whole person tore apart the atmosphere and knocked out a corridor that was almost vacuum, and continued to move forward.

Soren, who was walking in front, and the purple woman beside him, felt a strong shock wave rushing through, and a black line passed through their bodies, and the Fang Xingjian had disappeared from their sight.

Of course, it is impossible to see Fang Xingjian with the naked eye alone, but both of them are titled knights and powerful people who step into the celestial sense. No matter how fast Fang Xingjian is, as long as they pass by ten meters around them, they will be captured.

"No, he's crazy." Sauron was startled and immediately chased after him: "We must stop him. If he keeps rushing like this, the concentration will get higher and higher, and he will really go crazy and become a madman."
Chapter completed!