Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 123

A strong spring breeze blew around Chen Ming, blowing towards the group of bones and ghost fires gathering towards him.

With just a slight touch, these bones and will-o'-the-wisps began to slowly dissipate.

The will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets of their skeletons gradually extinguished, and then the white bones fell to the ground as if they had lost gravity, looking so dejected.

Helpless and confused.

Immediately afterwards, he was trampled to death by the same kind. The white bones that had lost the nourishment of life were as fragile as the sand that had been weathered for thousands of years, and they scattered when the wind blew.

"arourou."

In panic, the skeleton ghosts were like headless flies that had lost their backbone, and began to flee in all directions. They gave full play to the powerful advantages of their physical bodies.

One jumped dozens of meters away and fled in all directions.

Chen Ming released the others and began to hunt down these bones.

"Haha, beat him up! I also have such a strong day!" Tong Jun laughed.

"It's so cool. This is cultivation, this is life!" Wang Xiangtang was very happy and took a deep breath of relief.

"You two are in Moji, and the bones and ghosts are running away." Sima Liang looked at the two of them speechlessly.

"Don't worry, let's run!"

How come these bones and will-o'-the-wisps don't fit together? Chen Ming shot one by one, and within the perception of his soul that was hundreds of feet away, all the bones were blown around by the spring breeze.

Eventually it turned into a dusting of powder on the ground.

There are a lot of white bone powder in the sky, flying everywhere, telling their tragic experiences.

"Damn it! You can't be beaten to death!" Zhang Sankou looked angrily at the bones and will-o'-the-wisp in front of him.

Even if he is so weak, he can't be killed. The soul attack seems to have little effect, and the strength of the Horcrux is not enough to break the body of the Bone Ghost Fire.

"I can't kill you here either! It seems we still have to look at Brother Chen Ming's strange style."

"Let's trap these strange things like bones and will-o'-the-wisps, and drive back slowly, as long as we don't let them escape."

"You're right. Brother Chen Ming is very fast. Let's just stop him."

Chen Ming punched one by one, and the spring breeze decomposed countless things. He was swimming freely in the world of bone powder.

Killing wantonly, this kind of unscrupulous feeling is really good.

With the release of the spring breeze, the world no longer seemed so hot and unbearable. Chen Ming accelerated the killing speed. He wanted to see when this secret realm would end.

They all kill people without giving them a way to survive. Without him, I'm afraid it would be really difficult for the rest of the people to survive.

In the world of the forest, Chen Shunian hid underground and stared at the movement above with full attention, it seemed much quieter.

Several waves of people have come here before.

Monster beasts and monster plants also showed signs of activity, but her hiding place was blocked by her.

Monster plants can block the perception of human souls, and certain talismans and elixir techniques can also block the perception of monster plants.

She has always been a cautious person and has learned a lot of life-saving things.

She knew she couldn't save her brother on her own.

"You must live, Chen Ming, you too."

Chen Ming is like a two-hundred-foot-moving bone oriole crusher. His super mobility and explosion mean that he can catch up with these escaping bone oriole.

The unparalleled spring wind attack and physical strength represent his invincible momentum and the fear of his enemies.

Wherever it passes, not a single bone grows, and not a single bone is left behind.

It's probably because there are so many targets, so the White Bone Will-o'-the-Wisp doesn't fit, which is a bit clever.

But it didn't work.

In the face of absolute strength, these are not enough. He can not only defeat ten levels with one strength, but also perform fireworks.

"Brother Chen Ming! Come and see, these bones and will-o'-the-wisps are going to escape, hurry up!"

"They seem to be trying to break through our blockade!"

Chen Ming heard the sound and rushed over quickly. A dozen Bone Ghost Fires had already left the encirclement of six people.

After all, none of these six people, including those in the divine elixir realm, could cause any substantial harm to them.

It can be said that he is confident and very arrogant.

How is this possible? As a villain, when his strength is not as good as that of the decent player Chen Ming, he should adopt a low-key approach to lure the enemy into the depths.

Instead of trying to show off yourself, this is a very serious mistake.

If the boss of the Bone Ghost Fire sees these Bone Ghost Fire, he will definitely be very disappointed.

They were not calm enough and lost their basic ability to judge as bone-wisps in the face of Chen Ming's death threat.

A bunch of bones are actually afraid of death and want to run away. Is it because they don't have enough to eat?
Maybe there are three rules for the White Bone Will-o'-the-Wisp.

First, you can surrender if you have no food to eat.

Second, if the gap in strength is too great, you can surrender.

Third, if the hardware is not good enough, you can surrender.

This is a disgrace and pure stupidity.

Chen Ming planned to teach these Bone-Ghost Fire boys a lesson for the leader of the Bone-Ghost Fire, and let them know that there was no use running away.

He is that powerful!

Chen Ming ran over angrily and punched a bone and will-o'-the-wisp. The weird spring breeze directly blew up the bone powder. It can be described as a one-stop service.

Within a few hundred breaths, all the bones and will-o'-the-wisps were wiped out by him.

"Brother Chen Ming is mighty!"

"Brother Chen Ming is mighty!"

At this moment, in the waiting passage coming up from the forest, the only small area without the pressure of the soul, dozens of people seemed to be stacked on top of each other.

It was densely stacked from top to bottom, and they were prepared to wait here until the secret realm ended.

Because the previous scene looks a bit scary and really dampens people’s spirit of exploration.

In the open space outside this place, a man with a broken body or bleeding from his orifices would appear every once in a while.

Or die by suicide.

It is almost difficult to find a whole corpse. From the scale of the death, it is possible that all the people who came up and decided to explore together are dead.

The death is inexplicable.

There are also places they can't see. How many people have to die? A total of tens of thousands of monks come to the secret realm to hunt for treasure.

According to this scale, hundreds of people may have died.

The roads were all filled up. They were glad that they were not strong enough, otherwise they would have died early if they had arrived too early.

"Change the place, I can't stand it anymore, I've been squatting for six hours!"

"If you are tired, please change. We don't know how long it will take. Don't kill people to make room."

"There is strength in numbers. There may be even more disgusting things waiting for us in the future. Don't be so optimistic."

"You know how to comfort people, don't do it next time."

"Really, I almost lost my temper when I heard you say that. You are seeking death and survival."

Soon, there was a commotion in the crowd, a few divine elixir realms flew out of place in the air, and the rest slowly stood up.

Then start stretching your muscles.

Then I sat back down again. Some of my bodies were already a little numb from staying in one position for a long time.

There were several layers of people pressing down on it, and their physical bodies were not very cultivated.

No wonder.

They planned to change the pressure-resistant person every twelve hours, and the elixir could still support it.

The aura and soul power are not bad, at least for a few months.

Still very hopeful.

Moreover, those who survived from the forest were strengthened in the forest, and they still had some willpower and means.For example, some people may be lucky, and some people may be really good at hiding their bodies.

Some people have powerful attack power, and some people have overwhelming cultivation.

Some people are better at escaping, and some people are better at forming groups.

These are the reasons for survival.

"Don't you think it's boring? Dozens of people are so crowded in a space of one foot, and they don't even say anything."

"Then let's talk a little bit, I'm not good at words."

"Let's just guess the cause of death of these people. Maybe we can analyze some valuable information." The man said excitedly.

"It makes sense. I think instead of staying here like this, it's better to analyze the reasons for the death of the others. Maybe we can get some inspiration from it." Another casual cultivator at the peak of the divine power realm nodded.

"Then let's analyze it and see who can tell the reason. Let's comment and give some rewards."

"Agreed, it should be done."

"Me too, otherwise it would be too boring."

Then dozens of people began to carefully observe the causes of death of these people. Those broken corpses and tired expressions seemed to have different meanings in their eyes.

Subtle evidence representing clues behind it is waiting for their clever discovery.

To unravel all these mysterious causes of death.

Such large-scale death is the distortion of human nature or the evil of the secret realm.

Or moral decay, everything is confusing.

Dozens of people kept switching and making up their minds.

The scene became a little strange for a moment, and everyone held their breath and paid attention to their observations.

Why were there two snow holes on the chest of the deceased? No enemies were found at the crime scene. Where did the murderer come from?

The other person looked exhausted and showed a look of despair. What made this powerful man in the realm of divine elixirs so desperate that his body was torn to pieces and died.

I can't understand it. I can't understand it at all.

suddenly!

A fart noise interrupted everyone's thoughts. After seeing the prankster clearly, everyone rewarded him with a big mouth.

clap clap.

Continuing to observe, the fart just now seemed like a farce, and it should be a farce.

What a big deal, I still want to make waves.

No traces of fighting were found on the ground, and the undamaged ground revealed a strange feeling, as if these people had committed suicide.

"I know!" A pretty-faced scholar suddenly shouted, as if he had understood the mystery of this bizarre death.

"It was suicide, or death in a dream or illusion." The white-faced scholar monk said proudly.

Then he explained his reasons.

Experts in the realm of divine elixirs can already tell that the pressure of this ruins is very strong, and the strategy left to us by our predecessors is also to work in groups of ten.

Only a group of ten people can resist this kind of divine soul pressure.

But resistance can be resisted, but that is only progress.

But what if this so-called divine soul pressure is a trap?Or there are more dangerous means hidden behind it.

such as.

The fair-faced scholar monk looked around and said.

Suddenly pulling people into the illusion of the soul, the enemy's strength can be doubled in the illusion, resulting in death in the realm of the divine elixir.

Or the harm suffered in the environment can be reflected in reality, so it is not difficult to explain why these people seem to have died by suicide.

After all, it is reasonable to have powerful enemies in the fantasy world, and it is normal to exceed the realm of divine elixirs.

At this time, dozens of other people were listening attentively to the incisive analysis of the white-faced scholar monk.

A new person came from the secret realm of the forest below.

This newcomer may not be very good, or may have a few bad ideas.

The clothes on his body were all in tatters, hanging on him like a beggar's clothes.

His thin face, red face, cloudy eyes and introverted eyes.

Staring at the dozens of people stacking up on the field.

Trying to get some information from these people only results in confusion.

Great doubt, similar to a face full of question marks.

"What's wrong? Shouldn't I be there?" he asked tremblingly.

Because I was cautious, I scratched my right thumb with my left foot and planned to build a retirement home.

Thick black rag pants hung on his thighs like rag strips, which were the traces of fighting the soul beast.

The white French shoes are very conspicuous, but they become even more conspicuous because of the mud.

"I think we can give it a try. For example, throw him down and see the result."

"I think this is a good idea. It's just a matter of killing one person and you'll see the results in an instant."

"Yes, there are no immortals in the world of immortality. I agree."

The new man appeared on the ruins instantly and was crushed to death by the pressure.

The results of the test were not satisfactory.

At least you have to withstand the pressure before you can test it. This is the conclusion everyone has come to.

Otherwise, it would be too bad to die directly, and the death would be of no value.

The fun has begun.

The three divine elixir realms present named ten random divine might realms for testing.

"I think the white-faced scholar-monk is just talking nonsense! How could he die in an illusion? There must be an unknown strong man who killed them all!"

"I agree, what a bullshit analysis, it's obviously farting! Did he fart just now?"

"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense. Don't listen to my bullshit analysis. It's better to stop making blind guesses. It's good to just stay like this."

The fair-faced scholar monk waved his hands hurriedly. He didn't expect that he would be selected among these ten people. It was really strange.

"Then let's wait until the secret realm is over." The powerful man in the realm of divine elixir closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Chen Ming continued to move forward after killing all the Bone Ghost Fires. This time he faced a fused Bone Ghost Fire.

It's just that this white bone will-o'-the-wisp is very small, about the same height as a human. It may be to express the idea that the concentrated essence is all.

Chen Ming deeply understands and agrees with this point, because he himself is not very tall.

The white bones and will-o'-the-wisps in front of me, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the skull's eye sockets have become real, beating strangely and eerily.

At the moment when Chen Ming observed it, the Condensed Version [-] of Bone Ghost Fire Essence No. [-] even grew a physical body, and he looked at his hands in amazement.

"Thank you so much, how could I be resurrected without you pushing all the ghosts and ghosts to this point, haha!"

He seems to be very arrogant, just like the great Demon King Piccolo who made a wish with Shenlong, who thought that as long as he returned to his youth, he would be invincible.

This person thinks that he is invincible as long as he lives.

Chen Ming's face was full of disdain, and he felt rather ashamed. The essence identity alliance he had just established collapsed instantly.

He was filled with soulful contempt for the ignorant boy in front of him.

"You seem very dissatisfied?" The Bone Ghost Fire Essence Edition challenged.

Chen Ming breathed out from his nostrils, indicating that he was right.

Just dissatisfied, whatever.

He slaps others in the face, and it is impossible for him to be slapped in the face by others!

This is the strength of the traversers!

(End of this chapter)