Outside of Time

The gate of life and death, a double entendre.

Those who are willing to leave this door within three breaths have chosen life.

If you stay, you will choose to die.

This is the first meaning.

The second level of meaning is the special ability contained in the complete Ding Yisan Er.

That is the divine power of doom and the artistic conception of forgetfulness.

The former's divine power can make the people here fall into endless misfortune after closing the door. The final outcome is death.

The latter's forgetfulness will make them forget that they are dead, and they will die themselves, so they will be filled with bad luck until they become strange existences.

Such as heads and stone lions, they are this kind of weirdness.

To a certain extent, this is the product of the unexpected fusion of gods and immortals.

After all, the divine power comes from the gods, and the artistic conception comes from the power against the gods studied by the monks.

This is the complete display of Ding Yisan Er's true abilities. In addition, in terms of sealing, Ding Yisan Er has also reached the ultimate level.

Unless you have the ability to resist misfortune and oblivion at the same time, or use overwhelming combat power to force it away, you will not be able to leave this place.

Similarly, this was Xu Qing's previous plan. He was reasonable, so he opened the door first to give the cultivator of this place time to leave.

This scene fell in the mid-air outside Ding Yisan Er. In the eyes of the Yanyue noble in the golden palace, his eyes were slightly condensed and his eyes flickered.

He naturally saw how extraordinary this prison was, and also felt the murderous intention coming from the human race inside it.

So what was before him at this moment was a choice.

Do you want to stop it?

"Why should I stop it? The purpose of the big hunt is to select the seeds of the ethnic group. In this world, the jungle eats the strong, and prosperity and prosperity follow fate. The arrival of such a strong human race will further stimulate the proud juniors in the ethnic group."

"Besides, this human boy, I don't know if he was taught by others, but he does things in a very orderly manner. He opened the door first to give people a chance to leave."

The Yanyue noble thought for a while, smiled slightly, and looked at Xu Qing with more appreciation. He also foresaw that next, his restricted area would become bloody.

"Not bad, interesting."

The Yanyue nobles outside Ding Yi32 chose not to interfere, so at this moment, the Yanyue monks within Ding Yi32 also had a choice before them.

Leave or stay.

If Xu Qing had not killed the cultivators of the Ninth Mountain with poison, then everyone would basically choose to stay and ignore Xu Qing's words.

But after witnessing Xu Qing killing the monks of the Ninth Mountain with his own eyes, and using an even more bizarre method to kill people and kill Tian Lingzi, his words became as powerful as words.

And the weirdness caused by their weird behaviors in the heads and that divine finger is also a source of fright.

In the end, 30% of the monks gritted their teeth and started to speed up, gave up the fight here, and went straight to the exit of Ding 132.

After all, not everyone is willing to go crazy at this time.

Their departure was not blocked, and they flew out one by one in an instant and left the prison.

But for the remaining 70%, some people still had chills in their eyes. Based on their own self-confidence and the strength of the crowd, they thought they could give it a try.

As members of the Yanyue tribe, their philosophy since childhood has been to kill and compete. As long as the benefits are big enough, then they can fight.

Obviously, the value of the forbidden mountain above Xu Qing's head has exceeded that of the forbidden area itself, so in terms of profit, it is enough.

In addition, there are still some who are hesitant. Seeing someone successfully leaving, they are still making a decision in their hearts, but it is too late.

Three breaths passed.

Ding Yisan Er's prison door closed instantly, a huge roar echoed, and the stone lions in the prison, as well as the heads and others, all cheered to welcome the new inmates.

A strange aura suddenly erupted in this Ding Yi San Er.

Where the god pointed his finger, his body rolled and hit the prison, causing the entire prison to tremble. At this moment, his body emitted endless blood, spreading in all directions.

Wherever he passed, Ding Yisan Er's appearance also changed, turning into a bloody underworld.

The meaning of misfortune is spreading out from every inch of this prison, coloring the earth and invading the twenty-seven forbidden mountains here. The aliens that originally belong here are also swallowed up by the fingers of the gods in an instant and become... Became part of Ding Yi San Er.

He may be much inferior to other gods in terms of combat power, and his life is miserable enough, but he is a god after all, and he is better than Xu Qing in some basic operations that are unique to gods.

So in an instant, everything in Ding Yi San Er became a whole.

The next moment, the sense of doom suddenly broke out.

A considerable number of the hundreds of people who stayed here behaved in some bizarre ways.

For example, someone's old injury was re-caused due to deviations in the operation of cultivation. The probability of this should be extremely low, but it still happened.

When the injury broke out, the cultivator spurted out blood. He was surprised and surprised at the same time.

For example, someone had just taken out a magic weapon, but due to an internal instability that only occurred with a one-in-a-ten thousand chance, the magic weapon exploded on its own, affecting itself.

For example, someone took out some poison-avoiding pills and wanted to swallow them, but strangely, they took the wrong pills. Not only did they not have the effect of avoiding poisons, but they actually made themselves more vulnerable to poisons.

For example, there were also people whose bodies were lifted into the air, but they were affected by the fragments of the explosion of the magic weapon next to them. Although they dodged, there were too many similar incidents. The terrifying power formed by the collapse of dozens or hundreds of magic weapons affected many people.

For example, someone roared and unfolded his magical power, but there was a strange deviation, and this slight deviation that should not have occurred caused the magic to backfire.

For example, someone forcibly performed some magic or magic weapons with great lethality. Although they were originally powerful, they could also be controlled in the outside world, but now all the accidents occurred and roared.

Looking around, all the cultivators of various tribes in Dingyisaner were in chaos. The various accidents that happened to them, combined together, were bad luck.

And they immediately found something wrong. Some people were knowledgeable and recognized it instantly, and cried out in surprise.

"Bad luck... This is divine power!"

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators here changed their expressions. Only Xu Qing sat on the ninth mountain, very calm, and the captain sat next to him with a smile on his face.

As for Qiu Quezi, he was stunned again.

At the same time, the cultivators here also quickly found a way to crack it.

"Kill that weird human race, and this place will naturally be solved!"

A murderous gaze gathered from all directions, and then all the figures here flew out quickly, whistling towards Xu Qing.

Although there were various accidents on the road, and even they inexplicably touched each other's magic, causing casualties.

But overall, the murderous intent was strong and approached Xu Qing rapidly.

But... they didn't know that bad luck was only a part of Ding Yisan'er's power, and the forgotten state of mind... had already rendered this place unconsciously.

And the closer to Xu Qing, the stronger this rendering.

So in the blink of an eye, its effect appeared. Those Yanyue cultivators who were the fastest to Xu Qing, who were only more than 200 feet away from him, had endured many bad lucks and were about to rush over.

But the next moment, their expressions became dazed, their bodies instinctively paused, and they stood in the air.

They forgot their purpose.

Then, more monks, under the influence of the forgetfulness state, forgot their purpose, forgot to look for Xu Qing, and some even forgot why they were here.

They also forgot the Great Hunt...

Confusion became the main theme here. Even if they looked at each other, they would occasionally remember something for a moment, but as the power of forgetfulness became stronger, they forgot more.

Misfortune also grinned and broke out on them again.

Death continued to appear, and the bodies of monks who died in various accidents fell from the sky in large numbers.

However, there were still monks who relied on their own talents, or special treasures and bloodlines, and barely stayed awake under the blessing of misfortune and forgetfulness, and spoke hurriedly.

"This is doom and oblivion. Everyone, spread out. Don't get close to each other. Don't use unnecessary techniques. Just think of one thing in your mind and keep repeating it. That is the Killing Clan. Shout this out loud. Use the reverberation of the sound to remind others of the consciousness that is constantly forgetting!" "Killing Clan!" "Killing Clan!!" "Killing Clan!!!" In the sky, all the monks of the various tribes of Yanyue were breathing rapidly. In this crisis, between life and death, in this weirdness, they shouted, and the sound echoed, deafening. Even if someone has forgotten, hearing this sound will form an instinct. Under this instinct, all the Yanyue monks rushed towards Xu Qing and killed him. At the same time, the rolling and impact of the gods' fingers echoed here like thunder. Shi Shizi's dancing became more and more excited. The strange laugh in his head was even more piercing. The rotation of the millstone has become a vortex. The straw man made of the scarecrow is constantly twisting. As for the old man Danqing, he had a crazy look on his face. He had already drawn the portraits of all the people here. Finally, he turned around, knelt down and shouted to Xu Qing in the distance.

"Great garrison commander, the prisoners are rioting, please suppress them!"

The stone lions, heads, scarecrows, and millstones all stopped their original actions at this moment, knelt down and shouted the same words.

"Great garrison commander, the prisoners are rioting, please suppress them!"

"Please suppress them!"

As soon as they spoke, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds surged, Xu Qing raised his head, stood up from the cross-legged position, and raised his right hand.

On the black spear in front of him, the golden crow roared, black flames burst out, and the spear rolled back and was grasped by Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's eyes were cold, he raised his right foot, and stepped forward... one step!

Straight to the sky!

The captain behind him also stretched and grinned at Qiu Quezi.

"Little bird, if you don't take action now, the forbidden mountain you want will be gone." The captain licked his lips and rushed forward. The killing began.