Record of Chaos

　　 All of them are sitting in the shadow of Ding Fang Yan. Although Longmu and Dingfang's inkstone are space-powered against each other, they themselves have not suffered any oppression, but no one dared to get out of this Dingfang inkstone. Because now the boulder is supported by four dragon woods, everyone is responsible for urging one dragon wood. One of them is still supported by the three foundation-building triple women, Huang Lu, Murongqing, and the nineteenth, which is particularly precarious. Anyone who withdraws, one party will collapse, and the other three parties absolutely cannot support it.

　　 If they escape now with all their strength, they might be able to run one or two people. But most people are probably going to be buried under this boulder.

　　Yiuhui was relieved instead. He obviously felt that the other party was also urging the magic weapon to carry it hard with his infuriating energy. This is purely a battle of attrition between the two sides. There were only six people on the other side, and there were twelve of them. Although the opponents are not bad in strength, their side is not much weaker. More than half of the three and four bases are built, and the weakest is the two bases. Simply consuming true energy, the opponent is definitely not their opponent, and defeat is only a matter of time.

　　 His only worry is that the hook will leave everyone behind and run away alone. In this way, his plan to kill Gochuk alone has failed, so he can only take everyone else into the Dingfang Yan, and then lead the crowd to chase Gochuk. Once the deduction was far away from the boundary of the Rejuvenation League, he was beyond reach. Stationing the Rejuvenation League is his business.

　　 There is a gain in everything, and if you leave your brother and run away, you may indeed escape. But at that time, in the heart of the nineteenth girl he admired, it would have no place to deceive this person.

　　 What Yanui expected did not happen. None of these people trapped under the Ding Fang Yan immediately left behind their brothers from the Tongwu Academy to flee, but they did not sit still and wait for death.

　　 There was a man who was lying prone on the ground, but now he wobbled up. This person is just the newcomer Haozheng who is mixed in the Gouju Wuyuan.

　　 He is a Confucian student. Confucianism reads books and does not practice. To put it bluntly, he is a mortal. If this Ding Fang Yan hit his head, he would have already turned into mud. But now Ding Fang Yan is supported by Long Mu, and the other brothers are sitting side by side, urging Long Mu to resist the weight of Ding Fang Yan, and instead he becomes the only one who can move.

　　 Haozheng originally closed his eyes and crept his head on the ground, waiting for the huge rock to crush himself into meatloaf. But he waited for a long while, feeling that nothing happened. Open your eyes and look around, good fellow, this boulder is actually supported.

　　 Looking at the crowd, Goujiu, Song Ruhai and others are sitting on the ground, the true energy rushes through the meridians, and the body emits a faint red light, and the sweat on the head is like rain.

　　Hao was pulling out a black dagger from his waist, holding it in his palm, only the finger-stitched sword showing a black color.

　　 This thing is extremely short, the blade is only two inches long, but it is not a single thin blade, but a three-finger-thick triangular short blade with a deep blood groove on the left and right. Hold it in your hand like a hidden tiger tooth.

　　 This sword is called Xuanguang Dagger. As soon as he pierced his stomach, outsiders could only see Xuanguang, hence the name. But Xuanguang dagger is not an illegal treasure, it is just an ordinary weapon suitable for mortals.

　　Haozheng has a special physique, unable to practice Xuanmen exercises or martial arts. But he can't defend himself at all. An expert in the family taught him to use this mysterious light dagger since childhood. Although he has no real anger, he wins by surprise, and he can also fight for the last time in a crisis.

　　 He got up and left. Huang Lu saw from the side, although her body could not move, she shouted: "Where are you going?"

Haozheng raised his head and forgot to look at the huge boulder above his head, and said with a smile: "It's too depressing here, I'll go outside to breathe. If I meet those guys who use this stone to trick us, I'll..." He put his hand on himself With a stroke of his neck, he made a gesture of killing.

　　 "You are crazy! With your mortal physique, you can crush you if you encounter a monk who has been in the market for a few days!"

　　 "That's not necessarily." Hao Zheng gave her a blank look and left by himself.

　　 The rain stopped at this time. There was mud everywhere, and the air was still full of humid smell. The leaves and weeds looked like they had been washed, shiny and green. Haozheng watched all around, under the dense forest, Lin Mang grew thickly. Since he was a mortal, he naturally couldn't find out where the enemy was through his spiritual sense.

　　 But he also has a stupid way. He walked around the place of Dingfang inkstone in a spiral spiral.

　　 Although he does not have profound skills in his body, the Confucian students in the Confucian Academy are full of poetry and knowledge, and have a wide range of knowledge. It is contained in the book that the manipulation of mysterious magic weapons is limited by distance. The farthest one can reach a thousand miles is not completely unlimited. Moreover, the magic weapons that can be manipulated so far are generally small artifacts like needles and hairs, combined with secret methods, such as the "Thousand Miles of Soul Needle" of the Soul Sect.

　　 A magic weapon with such a mighty power as this black boulder, the urging person must not be too far away. If the foundation-building monk wanted to control, he couldn't leave Baizhang to death. Therefore, Haozheng did not hurry and walked round and round. He would take a close look at any place where there were densely sheltered leaves and vines.

　　 Liu Hui was desperately fighting against Goujiu and the others, when he suddenly felt that someone had already walked within ten steps, and he couldn't help being surprised. But then swept away with the divine sense, this turned out to be a mortal, and this was relieved.

　　 Among the more than one thousand first-level outer sect Wuyuan disciples, there are indeed very few who have been unable to condense the first pure Yang Dan. These people will not be able to build a foundation, and they will always be mortals. Most of the mortal disciples have been expelled from the sect or reduced to handyman in the sect. There is also such a strange thing, he actually came to the battle of the self-generation monument, he also laughed dumbfounded.

　　 If it is a weekday, Liu Hui can clean him up with just one finger. No matter how strong the martial arts of a mortal is, there is no true qi in the body, and it is just a fist embroidering legs, and it is impossible to beat a foundation building monk.

　　 Although he can't use his true qi now, using his spiritual sense to oppress it is enough to force this person back.

　　 "This is not the place where you came, hurry away!" Liu Hui continued to use infuriating energy to urge Ding Fang Yan, while using the power of divine consciousness on the other side, there was a sudden sound transmission.

　　 This sound transmission is extremely domineering, as if a scream was poured into Hao Zheng's ears, causing a tingling pain in his ears.

　　 But he knew that this sound was not real, but directly passed into his spiritual consciousness. People have five senses: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body. The feelings of these five senses come from the present world. But these five senses do not directly enter the soul, but must pass through the divine sense. Divine consciousness gathers like streams and rivers into the sea, which is the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul feels the world and everything in this sea of ​​knowledge.

　　 Divine consciousness can't change a single point in this world, but when the opponent's divine consciousness is far better than him, it can affect his divine consciousness. Therefore, there is no such sound in ear consciousness, but he feels it and hears it.

　　 Since there is nothing in the truth, then just ignore it. Hao Zheng walked like the wind, instead, he went straight to Liu Hui, the source of this sound transmission.

　　 This surprised Liu Hui. But he also just smiled coldly, a mortal who didn't know the height of the sky, ignored his warning, and was really looking for death.

　　 He originally ambushed in this forest. In order to avoid being found out by the other party, of course, he tried his best to hide his spiritual knowledge. Now he simply let go of the restrained consciousness completely. Suddenly the coercion of the Sixth Layer of Divine Sense was suddenly released, and even the few partners around him couldn't help but frown.

　　 At the same time, there is one more person who must kill in his heart. Although it is not a glorious thing to kill a mortal, since he wants to kill, he should find a chance to kill it.

　　 Suddenly Hao felt a wall of air appeared in front of him. The more you walk into this wall, the more pressure you feel on your body. Gradually, it seemed that the weight of a thousand pounds was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to make every step.

　　 Although this feeling is immersive, his own body control is not affected. So no matter how heavy he feels, he can still move forward, but the process is getting more and more painful. His heart was like a mirror, and he took two steps forward. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was accustomed to the pressure, and the illusion dissipated like light smoke.

　　 But in the next step, the situation changed again.

　　 Although the scene in his eyes has not changed, he clearly feels that there are countless unknown risks ahead. It was like the place where he was standing, there was only a palm-sized piece, but the front was suspended in the air, and the cliff below was ten thousand feet. As long as he stepped down, he would be crushed to pieces.

　　 It seems that there is actually pitch black in front of him, and the darkness is full of unknown traps, organs, animal traps and other terrifying things. As long as you don't move, you can be safe. As long as one step goes on, the blade is added.

　　 If an ordinary person sees it, even if he knows it is false, he will not be able to take this step.

　　 But Hao, on the contrary, was agitated with an aura in his chest, believing that the woods he had seen before were real. All these various senses of fear are all caused by the other's divine consciousness.

　　 even if it is really dead, so what. Confucian disciples have the courage to kill themselves and become benevolent.

　　 His heart is full, no matter whether the cliff is in front of him or not, he stepped directly out.

　　 As expected, the illusion disappeared completely.

　　 This means that Jade Palace is not good at cultivating spiritual consciousness, so the technique is simple. He changed to the Soul Sect and other sects that specialize in spirits, and the art of creating illusions was magical. Although he had the Confucian righteousness in his chest, his foundation was not deep, and he was absolutely unable to survive.

　　 Liu Hui was really shocked at this time. As the coercion of the Sixth Layer of Divine Sense, he did not even shock a mortal! When he woke up from the shock a little bit, he saw a young disciple who was dressed in a white robe, with long hair scattered, tall and thin, and pale.

　　 He didn't say a word, his eyes were cold as electricity, and a black dagger in his hand stabbed directly into his chest!