Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Although the people of the Shenyue Saint Clan used despicable means and forcibly captured others to explore the way.

But the crowd did not stop this behavior.

After all, someone has to do things like exploring the way. It is better to let a friend die than to let me die!

Everyone stared at the old man and the young man flying over the stone bridge and entering the open space on the opposite side.

Suddenly, the speed of the old man and the young man suddenly became extremely slow, as if they had entered another space where the flow of time was extremely slow.

They slowly fell to the ground from mid-air, slowly started to curse, slowly turned around, and when they saw everyone, a strange look slowly appeared on their faces.

What are they wondering about?

Everyone was puzzled.

At this time, the old man and the young man began to move forward again.

But apart from the extremely slow walking speed, there seemed to be no danger?

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk across the stone bridge one after another.

Although the situation ahead was still weird, everyone stayed in the desperate cold abyss in order to seize the opportunity to become an immortal.

If you hesitate just because the front is strange, then why bother to grab the opportunity? Wouldn't it be better to just quit?

Zhao Mu also followed the crowd and walked across the stone bridge.

When he entered the open space opposite, he was shocked to find that his movements did not slow down, and even the old man and the young man who were thrown in had returned to normal speed.

"What's going on?"

He was puzzled, so he looked up and was shocked to find that the magnificent palace that was not too far from the end of the cave just now became extremely far away, as if it was at the end of the world.

He looked back again and found that the monks who had not walked across the stone bridge at this moment had become extremely fast, just like a fast-forward movie.

"So that's it!"

Zhao Mu only thought about it for a while and understood what was going on.

It was obvious that the time from the stone bridge to the palace was forcibly stretched by some force.

The time here passed very slowly, and because of this, looking here from the stone bridge, people's movements also seemed to be extremely slow.

"First it was the time restriction, and now it's extended."

"I don't know what amazing things are in the depths of the desperate cold abyss?"

Zhao Mu couldn't help but be more cautious, so he didn't stand out as usual, but walked forward in the crowd.

It took about five or six hours...

Of course, these five or six hours are just a feeling, and no one knows how long they actually walked.

Maybe from the stone bridge at this moment, everyone has only walked for a few breaths.

Huh!

As if a breeze blew, candlesticks suddenly appeared in the air in the cave in front.

These candlesticks are very strange. They float in the air, but they are not lit. There are countless roaring human figures carved on them, like a dead zone full of starving people.

And when these candlesticks appeared, the surrounding space suddenly twisted, and everything became blurred.

Zhao Mu looked around and found that the monks who had just walked around had turned into blurred figures. Even if they were close, they couldn't tell men and women, and couldn't see their faces clearly.

And the magnificent palace in the distance could only be seen as a faint shadow.

Such a change made everyone stop in their tracks, and no one dared to move forward rashly.

"Hmph, it's really troublesome. Can't I just walk to that palace smoothly?"

A distorted and strange voice came from a person standing on the left of Zhao Mu.

Because of the distortion of space, Zhao Mu couldn't tell who this person was at this moment?

The man seemed very impatient, and suddenly reached out to grab the person in front of him: "Hehe, you cheap cultivators, this time it's your turn to scout the way for me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately realized that this person should be the rough man from the Shenyue Saint Clan.

It's a pity that he missed this time. The person he wanted to catch was obviously not weak in cultivation, and he dodged his hand with a flash.

"Damn it, you dare to hide?"

The rough man was angry, but helpless, after all, the other party's strength was obviously not weaker than his.

So he looked around again, trying to find a new target.

Seeing this, the people around him immediately retreated.

"Why are you running?"

The rough man grinned and grabbed Zhao Mu: "Hey, you're unlucky, it's you."

What's the saying?

A hungry dog ​​goes to the toilet - looking for death!

This guy didn't look for anyone else, but Zhao Mu, the strongest among all people. Isn't this looking for death?

At this time, in the eyes of the people around him, Zhao Mu seemed to be scared and stood there motionless, allowing the rough man to grab his clothes.

"Why doesn't he hide?"

"It's probably a casual cultivator. He can't hide at all if he's not strong enough."

"Hey, what do you think these casual cultivators are doing in the desperate cold abyss? They basically fight alone, and their own strength is not as good as those of the big forces. What's the difference between coming and dying?"

"Yes, although the opportunity to become an immortal is good, not everyone is qualified to grab it!"

Everyone talked about it, some mocked and some sympathized, but as before, no one helped.

The burly man grabbed Zhao Mu and was about to throw him towards one of the candlesticks.

But suddenly a Buddha light burst out, and the burly man was directly fixed. Then Zhao Mu stretched out his hand to pinch his neck and lifted him up.

"Let go, let go quickly!"

The rough man screamed in fear and grabbed Zhao Mu tightly with both hands and tried to get rid of him.

But Zhao Mu's palms were like iron pliers, and no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"Who are you? How dare you attack me?"

The rough man was even more terrified: "Let me tell you, I am a member of the Shenyue Holy Clan. If you dare to attack me, be careful that my people will not let you get out of the desperate cold abyss."

"Shenyue Holy Clan? Is it scary?"

Zhao Mu sneered and shook his head: "Then I will throw you in and see how your people will prevent me from getting out of the desperate cold abyss?"

After saying that, he suddenly waved his hand and threw the rough man directly into a candlestick.

As he got closer and closer, the rough man's figure shrank rapidly, and finally disappeared directly into the candlestick.

Everyone was gloating when they saw this.

This guy used vicious means before, when he threw others out as cannon fodder, he probably never thought that he would be thrown out too, right?

It was his fault that he chose the person he couldn't afford to offend. He was thrown out by someone and could only blame himself for his bad luck.

That's right, everyone had already guessed Zhao Mu's identity.

After all, among the people who came today, the only one who practiced Buddhist and Taoist techniques and dared not take the Shenyue Saint Clan seriously was probably the monk Jiankong from the Pure Land of Bliss.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and the candlestick ignited by itself. The jumping flames radiated bright light, illuminating everything around.

Everyone looked up and suddenly widened their eyes: "What do you see in that flame?"