Prehistoric life

The previous many tests made Zhou Cheng have a wrong understanding, so that he thought that these two stone swords had not yet formed, so they could only launch a blood light at a time .// Update the fastest //

At this moment, he finally realized how serious this wrong cognition was.

On the stone sword, the Xuanguang flashed, and it turned into an infinite sword light for a while, and it was overwhelmed.

Isn't this Lai Pi? Zhou Cheng scolded in his heart.

But where to escape is a problem. Now it is locked by Shi Jian. These sword light will never let themselves easily. Escape from the blood of the blood will definitely not escape.

One hand. At this moment, there is countless sword light killing, except for a dead end, I can't think of other.

He was shocked, but he was panicked. Zhou Chengyi gritted his teeth and drilled directly to the hell door.

I only looked at the Shi Jian before, and I just paid attention to the chaos in the hell door at this moment. I am afraid that there are prohibited protection, or a small world.

Fuging to the blood of the blood is just seeking death. Now I can only hope that the door known as hell can withstand the infinite sword.

As soon as this side drilled more than half of his body, he immediately felt a horrible suction, and he couldn't resist at all.

Inside is an extremely dark world. Even if Xuanyuan Mingdao's eyes are used, Zhou Cheng can only see extremely vague scenes.

The countless energy bodies flew around, and sent a burst of ghost crying screams, making Zhou Chenghan's hair straight, scalp numb. But he dare not stop at all. At this moment, he dare not determine those swords.

Whether light can be successfully blocked by the hell door, you can only run at the fastest speed.

A shake in the gods. Suddenly a frightened strong wind scraped it. The wind seemed to appear out of thin air, and the speed was extremely fast. Zhou Cheng couldn't dodge and was scanned directly.

The power of strong wind is extremely powerful, and a strand of scraping on the body is just like countless knives constantly cut on the body, which is painful. The power in the wind is even more horrible.

The roll of Li Feng flew forward.

The pain on the body can still endure forcibly tolerate, but where will this wind be scraped, there is no way of knowing it. Zhou Cheng tried to do everything. If you want to get rid of the wind from the wind, you find that everything you do is like a stormy wave.

It is normal to go against the water, but it has no effect, but it makes you even more uncomfortable.

The wind rises in the mouth of the hell door, scratching does not know where, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the destructive power is getting stronger and stronger. Soon, Zhou achieved the endless pain of the endless drama.

The dead wood is in the spring exercises, the eyes are closed, and the eyes are closed.

Unable to resist, the rest is only to listen to the sky.

After two days, when Zhou Cheng woke up, he found that he was still in that strong wind, and the strong wind was so big that he couldn't imagine it.

Fortunately, the dry wood seemed to strengthen his body again, and he could barely support it.

It was only a few days later. The physical tolerance of the body reached a limit value and could not bear it.

It is indeed hell. But just a gust of gusts, it can be so scary. Even if I have a magic weapon such as Wufang Banner, I still can't get away or even bear it.

Zhou Cheng sighed in his heart that he could only re -applied his skills, and urged the dead wood to make himself in a coma again.

Repeatedly, constantly use the dry wood Fengchun Mitch to support yourself, and constantly fall into the coma brought by the dry wood during the spring.

I do n’t know how long this day has been, it seems that there is no end, the strong wind seems to have evolved into a hurricane that swept the entire world.

This is a desperate day. The test is not only the ability to restore the body, but also a great test of willpower. It is more terrifying than the boring rush in the blood of the blood. It even makes people give up.

It's better to die.

Once he wakes up, Zhou Chengcheng keeps thinking about his two ladies, thinking that he must not die, and must go back to see them to increase his will to survive.

It seemed that the endless day, finally after waking up and hearing a bell after he woke up.

Hurricane began to slow down, but it also brought a great crisis. There was a strange atmosphere mixed into the hurricane and began to destroy Zhou Cheng's body crazy.

Unlike the corrosion of the blood sea, this weird breath with a terrible rhyme of death is simply constantly turning the body into ashes, and it seems that it directly extracts the vitality of his body.

Even if there are five -square flags, it cannot be blocked as much as possible, as if in the sea of ​​blood, the body begins to fall into the competition of destruction and recovery.

There was no other way, Zhou Cheng sighed, and once again urged the dead wood to meet the spring skills, otherwise he would soon become a shy ashes.

This once seemed to be the masterpiece of Master to pit himself, but now it has become the biggest bargaining chip for his life. Especially in such an environment, if it is not this merit, even if there is a powerful treasure, it is useless.

The madness of death eroded Zhou Cheng's vitality, and the destruction was so terrifying. Even if the recovery ability of the dead wood during the spring exercises could not be completely resisted.

Zhou Cheng's body even disappeared from Zifu and three Dantian. For example, in the bloody sea, the black things on the back protect the Zifu, and the bronze sword in Zhongda field protects three Dantian.

In this way, it is true that the true spirit is immortal.

This time the bad response of the dead wood during the spring method has been stronger than any previous time. When Zhou Cheng fully recovered and was no longer affected by death, it was already about a month.

I woke up again and found that I was living intact, and Zhou Cheng relieved his breath.

The legendary fierce place is really horrible. When you come over, you can listen to the destiny of the sky. Life and death cannot be controlled by yourself. It is by no means strong enough to survive. It is purely because of magic weapons and magic guards. In addition, you can't explain the luck.

The hurricane has disappeared, and the entire surroundings are silent, and all thoughts are silent. There is no sound.

I do n’t know where I have been. Looking at it, the world is dark, as if it is an endless dark world, making Zhou Cheng's heart extremely embarrassed.

Such a place is not said to be southeast and northwest. Sometimes it feels confusing up and down, which is quite uncomfortable. And in Wuxima in three years, he spent in a similar environment.

resist.

Improve Xuanyuan Mingdao's eye ring around, and find that there are many places with extraordinary energy not far away.

From the perspective of energy operation, it seems that monks exist.

When I approached a little and looked at it carefully, Zhou Cheng was shocked. It was actually a group of people wearing iron armor, tall body, and fighters dressed.