The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen looked at the endless sea of ​​clouds below and fell into deep thought.

He and Voldemort have been flying here for nearly a month.

Although Zhang Chen still didn't know what kind of structure this world was maintained by, Zhang Chen felt that this place was definitely not normal.

Since it was said that this was a trial, it must be made clear what to do, but there was no hint here, even...

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen looked at the various islands floating in the air without any rules.

Even... there was no trace of human beings here.

Zhang Chen still clearly remembered that those people outside had gone through a lot of hardships to get here. Thinking back, it is very likely that there are some places that Zhang Chen did not discover.

And now, a month has allowed Zhang Chen to know that the surrounding situation is almost the same, except for the sea of ​​clouds below.

Zhang Chen pointed to the sea of ​​clouds below and said to Voldemort seriously, "Now except going down, we have no way. As long as we step on those islands, we will be attacked. If we keep flying down like this, then the final result is only one, falling down."

Voldemort was silent.

He knew all this, but he didn't want to face this reality.

After thinking for a long time, Voldemort sighed.

"You are the boss, you decide."

Zhang Chen looked at Voldemort deeply and nodded.

Entering the sea of ​​clouds is Zhang Chen's last chance. If he doesn't find anything related to the trial after entering, then Zhang Chen and Voldemort can only try to fly in the sky with a sword to see if they can hold on for five years.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen began to fall slowly.

As he got closer and closer to the sea of ​​clouds, Zhang Chen felt a dampness coming from below, and then Zhang Chen was refreshed.

What excited Zhang Chen was not the thick dampness, but the smell of soil in the dampness.

This smell was like walking outside after the rain, and the soil on the ground exuded a smell.

Although Zhang Chen thought there was another world below, he was still alert for the sake of caution.

He had not forgotten that after poking the strange egg, the monster that hated them entered the sea of ​​clouds.

Soon Zhang Chen was thankful for his caution.

Just as they were about to enter the sea of ​​clouds, the long-lost sharp sound sounded again, and at the same time, Zhang Chen's spiritual sense also allowed Zhang Chen to see the whole picture of the monster for the first time.

The monster was covered with ferocious spikes, its head looked a bit like a crocodile head, and its body looked like an electric eel. The whole thing looked like a strange combination of creatures mixed together.

However, the attack was so close that Zhang Chen could not take care of observing it carefully.

"Today, I will play with you to see if you are good or I am better!"

Zhang Chen was also angry with this monster.

Originally, we were all at peace, but you attacked us after staying on your eggs for a while, and you have been chasing us until now. The clay man still has some temper!

Zhang Chen gave up flying the sword directly.

Although he has not entered the sea of ​​clouds yet, Zhang Chen's spiritual sense has already captured the trace of this monster.

The Xuanyuan Sword in Zhang Chen's hand trembled, and several sword shadows quickly separated from the Xuanyuan Sword.

Each sword shadow accurately matched the source of a sharp sound.

Boom boom boom!

As several roars sounded, the sharp sound began to disappear.

Zhang Chen took advantage of this gap to rush directly above the monster, and without hesitation, he stabbed the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand fiercely.

Nearly half of Zhang Chen's sword energy and the sword intent that he had just comprehended directly stabbed the monster along the Xuanyuan Sword.

Puff!

One sword to the flesh!

There was no blood as Zhang Chen imagined, and Zhang Chen felt that the monster was very light.

The monster wailed, and Zhang Chen could feel his sword energy wreaking havoc in the monster's body. He could also feel that with the influence of his sword intent, the monster's desire to survive was getting lower and lower. Finally, the monster stopped moving in the air, and its huge body began to slowly fall into the sea of ​​clouds like a balloon that was slowly leaking air.

Zhang Chen took advantage of this time to directly use his spiritual energy to pull Voldemort over.

All this happened in a flash. Zhang Chen heaved a sigh of relief when Voldemort fell on the monster like Zhang Chen.

"Remember to rest. We don't know how far we are from the bottom. With this big guy to buffer us, there should be no problem in the short term."

Zhang Chen noticed that the monster fell very slowly, which gave Zhang Chen time to recover the sword energy and sword intent that he had just used a lot.

Soon, Zhang Chen and Voldemort entered the sea of ​​clouds along with the monster's corpse.

The surroundings turned into a white scene. In this sea of ​​clouds, Zhang Chen actually saw countless strange creatures in his consciousness. These creatures exuded rich spiritual energy and seemed to have no aggression at all. Some brave strange creatures even entered the body of the monster under Zhang Chen's feet.

Zhang Chen was stunned by the scene in front of him. Zhang Chen felt that he was not in the clouds, but in the sea. These creatures were like the various kinds of fish in the sea.

Even if Zhang Chen had a wide range of knowledge, he had never seen such a situation.

This made Zhang Chen more convinced that this secret realm was indeed different.

Soon Zhang Chen discovered a more important thing, that is, as he went deeper and deeper into the clouds, the already thin oxygen became even thinner.

Zhang Chen was still okay. After all, even if Zhang Chen didn't breathe for a few days, he would be fine with the strength in his body. But Voldemort couldn't do that. If Voldemort's strength was seriously considered as cultivation, it was at most a Qi training period. At most, he could hold his breath for an hour. Even if Zhang Chen helped him, Voldemort could only hold on for an hour and a half at most.

Now Voldemort had already found something wrong. Zhang Chen looked at Voldemort's state and immediately controlled the strength in his body to lock a small amount of oxygen around him. In this way, Voldemort had more chances to survive.

Soon, Zhang Chen and Voldemort entered the deepest part of the cloud. There was no air here. Zhang Chen's consciousness could also feel that there were no strange creatures around here that he had seen before.

It was unknown how long this situation would last. Zhang Chen glanced at Voldemort beside him. At this time, Voldemort's originally pale face had begun to turn red due to lack of oxygen, and he looked like Guan Gong.

Zhang Chen looked at Voldemort worriedly and compressed the already scarce oxygen again.

This was Zhang Chen's first little brother, and Zhang Chen didn't want him to die so soon.