The cave is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers. There is obviously no light coming in all year round. However, staying in this world does not feel cold or wet, but instead gives people a sharp and refreshing touch.

Ma Xingkong felt that his steps were lighter, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

"It seems that Shi Shaojun's memory of the clues about Yu Jin's aura is still a bit incomplete..."

The way to enter this world clearly touched the power of space, and even Ma Xingkong, who had reached the third level, was completely inconstrued and could not understand at all.

Because the power of space is a privilege for higher-level practitioners.

Close your eyes and change your mind. The more powerful true qi radar evolved from the internal radar was activated in an instant for a hundred years. However, the powerful fluctuation emitted by the true qi was projected onto the wall, and it seemed to be sucked into it by the water encountered by a sponge.

In addition, the true qi radar that is invincible has not caused any ripples.

As if he had tasted the sweetness, the caves around him expanded the true qi radar to them without waiting for Ma Xingkong to expand the true qi radar, and like a sucking stone, he sucked the fluctuations generated by the true qi radar into it. In this way, Ma Xingkong's idea of ​​using his thoughts to replace his eyes was also rejected.

"The true Qi radar is invalid? It can actually stop detection. It seems that there is another world here..."

In the darkness, a trace of flame flashed over Ma Xingkong's brown and black eyes, which were as black as amber. The color of the sharp fire instantly dyed his eyes purely black. The black flames emitted a strange light, placing a layer of darker edges around them.

When a normal person comes here, he may not be able to see anything clearly, but Ma Xingkong can use the slightest force to control the sphincter in his eyes, expand his pupils to the limit, and collect a larger range of light. With the help of this almost invisible light, you can see everything around you.

Sitting and waiting for death is not a character of Ma Xingying, so he started to act.

The black flame in his eyes began to jump again, Ma Xingkong approached the wall and gently placed his index finger on it.

puff……

A crisp sound came out, and Ma Xingkong gradually pulled his fingers back from the wall. A small hole appeared there.

"The hardness is probably similar to diamond, so it should be fine..."

Although this cave is weird, the free energy in it is still sufficient, so Ma Xingkong directly uses them to condense on his fingers and transforms into an extremely sharp blue-white light in a familiar way.

Whoosh...

A beam of blue and white light kept spitting and flashing on Ma Xingkong's index finger. He then put his index finger on the cave wall and walked slowly.

Every time he takes a step, his index finger will leave a shallow trace on the cave wall. This is probably a suitable stupid method for people who are ignorant of the road.

...

After walking for twenty hours in a row, Ma Xingkong punched the wall next to him with a little annoyed.

Bang!

A fist-sized hole suddenly appeared on the extremely hard but uneven wall, and gravel splashed everywhere.

"Fuck! How is that possible? I walked for twenty hours in a row and didn't go on the repeated route. It's too big and exaggerated here!"

Even if Ma Xingkong broke through to the third level and his energy was far beyond ordinary people, his continuous use of the free energy between heaven and earth to release and transform the blue and white light also consumed a lot of his mind and energy. Although his physical strength and true energy were still sufficient, Ma Xingkong still decided to take a break first.

Be careful to sail for ten thousand years. Many peerless strong men have caused the gutter to capsize due to their temporary negligence. Their reputation has been ruined for a lifetime and even accompanied their lives. In such a gloomy and strange and unreasonable place, they need to be more careful.

Ma Xingkongcai took out the ancient short sword from the Mi Ring, placed it on the ground near the corner of the wall, and flashed himself and entered the personal space bound to the ancient short sword.

Putting the ancient short sword on the ground is like a real stone sculpture, and it is so gray that it is not at all conspicuous.

However, the strength of this ancient short sword is extremely high. Ma Xingkong used countless methods but did not damage it at all. Sometimes, he even suspected that this ancient short sword was a spiritual treasure-level weapon that only the legendary fourth-level old monsters could use.

...

After a close rest with Zhao Linger in her personal space, Ma Xingkong returned to this dark cave again with a bright look.

With a wave of his hand, a sharp fluctuation of space appeared on the ring in his hand, and the ancient short sword without any movement was immediately put into the ring.

Just as he was about to raise his foot, Ma Xingkong suddenly had his eyes narrowed and he looked carefully at the place next to him where he had accidentally knocked out a hole.

"It's restored as before... No wonder I haven't walked on the repetitive path."

He gave up the meaningless act of portraying lines and walked towards the depths of the cave.

After spending three hours confirming his own ignorant attributes again, Ma Xingkong twitched his mouth and silently chanted at the wishing coins.

99%

"I'm sure."

The silver coin that was originally lying quietly in my mind immediately emitted a soft white light, and the light dissipated, literally facing up, and the wish was successful.

In the dark, there seemed to be an invisible hand guiding Ma Xingkong. Among the three forks ahead, he identified the left and walked slowly and firmly over...

Turn left, turn left, turn left again...

Under normal circumstances, as long as normal people understand this way of walking, they are just spinning in place, but Ma Xingkong seems to have been determined. When choosing at every three-way intersection, he always chooses to turn left.

Finally, when he encountered the 99th intersection and chose the fork on the left again, a simple gate suddenly appeared in front of him.

Due to the limitations of the cave terrain, this gate looks only two meters high, but it gives people an extremely thick, great, simple and profound feeling.

The door was dark red, as if it was poured from the blood of epic creatures, but there was no smell of blood, but instead emitted a faint fragrance. Ma Xingkong looked at one side of the door carefully. A regular thin gold-style word "小" was engraved on the top of the door lintel, because the font was also written with red dye. If you didn't look at it deliberately, you would almost ignore it.

If Ma Xingkong ignores it and walks directly into the gate, there will be nothing else.

However, the moment he passed by the gate, his afterglow suddenly swept the word "kill", as if on a whim, he focused all his mental and wills to observe the word "kill".

In Ma Xingkong's eyes, the word "kill" seems simple and ordinary, but the more you look at it, the more charm it becomes.

"Isn't the thin gold style a font that appeared in the Song Dynasty? It was a font that appeared after 1,000 AD, but it gives me a feeling that it is definitely more than a thousand years..."

Gradually, the word "kill" seemed to become an existence with life. It twists and turns, gradually forming a person's appearance, as if he wanted to choose someone and was addicted to it.

Finally, the word "kill" truly became a living "person", and he silently shot his eyes towards Ma Xingkong.

puff……

He originally focused all his spiritual will here to observe the word "kill". Under this witness, Ma Xingkong's heart was severely injured. He spewed out a mouthful of blood as if he was struck by lightning.

"My spiritual will is already comparable to that of the middle third stage of the third stage. The person who can cause such oppression to me with the word left is definitely not the third level. It is not even an ordinary fourth level!"

I felt that the pressure on the villain transformed from the word "kill" became increasingly strong. If I wanted to avoid being seriously injured, I would just take a step back.

But feeling the deep pressure of the body like abyss, a bright light flashed across Ma Xingkong's dark pupils, and the fighting spirit around him began to burn wildly.

"If the senior who left this word is stopped here, I will turn around and leave without saying a word, but you are just a word he left... Just use you to hone your will!"

Hearing this, the word "kill" on the gate seemed to be stimulated, and suddenly increased the release of pressure, almost dyeing the entire road blood red.

This is no longer just a simple pressure. Under the stimulation of the blood-colored light, Ma Xingkong felt that his skin, which was thousands of times tougher than cowhide, seemed to have turned into a thin piece of white paper, easily pierced by the blood-colored light.

The whole body was 360 degrees without dead corners, and every tiny part was covered with blood light. Ma Xingkong felt like he was being stabbed by billions of ox-haired needles.

Even if Ma Xingkong is tough and tenacious, every nerve is thick and thick, he can't help but change his face under such inhuman pain.

However, this is just the beginning.

The blood-colored light that penetrated into the body instantly merged into the blood. The blood-colored light in the body seemed to have turned into countless solid crystals, cutting every muscle and blood vessel in his body, stimulating his nerves violently. He wanted to use true qi to block it, but he could not stop it at all.

With a muffled sound, the blood on Ma Xingkong's face instantly faded, and his face turned extremely pale.

But at this time, he had no choice but to retreat, and he had only two ways to choose, win or die!

This is a countermeasure of will, which eliminates all strength factors and simply will test the school.

A wild aura gradually rose from Ma Xingkong's body, and a cruel aura quickly stained his body.

Because of his intimate ability, Ma Xingkong could even clearly sense that countless cells in his body were filled with the blood color at every moment, and then quickly collapsed with overwhelming pressure.

The blood-colored killing word seemed to have shot all the light into Ma Xingkong's body, and at this moment it had lost its original color.

Within several breaths, the blood-colored light infected nearly 30% of the cells in Ma Xingkong's body, and the range was still expanding. These 30% of the cells were rapidly disintegrating. If there were no accidents, it would probably take less than a minute before these blood-colored lights occupied Ma Xingkong's body.

By then, it will be his death date. (To be continued)


Chapter completed!