Chapter 291 Xuantie God Bell 4

Luo Zhen was very surprised. After he was involved in the whirlpool of collapse, he found that his conjecture was a failure. At least, this collapse could give him a real feeling.

And this real feeling is - danger.

Luo Zhen constantly transferred the thunder power in the five elements of thunder beads to further strengthen the thunder shield outside his body. At the same time, he moved his mind and sacrificed the art of thunder escape. However, he found that here, the art of thunder escape seemed to be useless. Except for the beginning, he used thunder escape. The skill, the time when it flew into the air, successfully used the skill of thunder escape, and the other times ended in failure.

Since the thunder escape skill cannot be used, Luo Zhen sacrificed the power of the ancient gods in his body and carried out the empty escape skill in the ancient god's skill.

With the continuous input of the power of the ancient god into Luo Zhen's handprints, the art of empty escape was immediately sacrificed. At the same time, Luo Zhen's figure flashed and ejected from the huge Huang Mengmeng's collapsed waste area.

After getting out of the collapsed space, Luo Zhen did not hesitate at all. Taking advantage of the huge impact generated by the ancient god's art of escape, he rushed to hundreds of feet in an instant.

At this time, Luo Zhen found that although the art of thunder escape could not operate here, the art of ancient gods was okay, and he also had a feeling that the power of the art of ancient gods here seemed to be stronger than that of other places.

At this moment, Luo Zhen stood in the void hundreds of feet high, and the wind blew violently, blowing Luo Zhen's clothes.

Luo Zhen's consciousness moved, and it was already separated. He reached the bottom and saw that on the round flat ground, except for a huge black column standing in the center, all the places were in ruins, and the whole ground collapsed deeply and fell into the ground.

"How could it be like this?" Luo Zhen withdrew his consciousness and whispered to himself. He really couldn't figure it out. According to the previous inferences, this must be an illusion, but now everything in front of him has really happened. What's going on?

Just as Luo Zhen was thinking deeply, a hoarse voice suddenly ripped the sky, like a muffled thunder.

"You don't have to struggle meaninglessly anymore. It's impossible to escape from being trapped in this mysterious iron clock. In those years, among the underworld monks who were deceived by me, there were some masters whose cultivation was not much lower than me. However, after entering the Xuantie God Bell at one end, it was impossible to do it. They were trapped in it alive, and the vitality in their bodies was also ingested by the black giant column.

This sound came from the dark cliff.

After hearing this, Luo Zhen did not answer. He was thinking that if this Xuantie God Bell is really like Ming Wu Cliff said, and there is no flaw in the slightest. As long as he is trapped in it, he can't get out. Then, this Xuantie God Bell is bound to have the slightest means to contact with the outside world, like Ming Wuya, he is clear. Whether it is in the Xuantie God Bell, but what he said can be transmitted to the Xuantie God Bell, which is enough to show that Luo Zhen has no way to escape from this Xuantie God Bell.

However, the problem now is that he has to constantly resist the destructive power generated by the seemingly illusion from the ground, which is not the illusion, and he has to sacrifice the power of the ancient gods in his body all the time. However, the power of the ancient gods in his body now is limited. It is just like now. It just exerts the art of empty escape, which can maintain Luo Zhen from being sucked off the ground in the sky and trapped in the running death, which consumes a lot of the power of Luo Zhen's ancient gods.

This kind of stupid defensive method is the best method that Luo Zhen can think of now. But one thing is that there is not much power of the ancient gods in Luo Zhen's body. In this way, he can only persist for a few days at most. A few days later, if he can't think of a way to break through this mysterious iron god clock and escape, then he will really be Stuck in this, maybe like the millions of monks and beasts in the underworld, he finally ran to death.

"No, you must stick to it and don't fall into that kind of illusion." At this time, Luo Zhen still kept hinting at himself that as long as everything happened in front of him was illusory, but in fact, he found that not all of these things in front of him were purely illusory. For example, the collapsed ground gave him a feeling that it could not be more real. In this way, Luo Zhen's situation is more embarrassing. On the one hand, he keeps hinting to himself that all this is an illusion, and everything is false, but he has to find out those real things that may cause harm to him from these illusions.

However, as time went by, Luo Zhen also began to feel a little powerless. Although he clearly knew that the power of the ancient god in his body could still be supported for a long time, it was a sense of powerlessness, and he couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Finally, Luo Zhen fell into a mysterious fantasy again. At this moment, he seemed to be in a huge furnace, surrounded by the kind of red-gold surging slurry, and terrible heat waves. Although Luo Zhen kept using lightning to resist the layers of hot waves, after all, he was in this huge furnace, so he did not For a long time, a trace of fine sweat soon began to ooze out of his forehead. These fine beads of sweat soon converged together to form bean-sized sweat drops, which kept flowing down Luo Zhen's cheeks and dripping down to the ground like a red-hot iron plate. With a "bang", a white fog rose. The drop of sweat evaporated in an instant. In the white aura, there was a slightly different slightly gray-blue aura, which soon penetrated into the surrounding molten wall.

When Luo Zhen saw the scene in front of him, he moved his heart and immediately understood that the sweat flowing from him also contained some vitality. Presumably he would eventually be sucked into the black pillar! If it goes on like this, the vitality in your body will be completely sucked dry with this sweat soon, and you have to find a way.

Suddenly, a light appeared in Luo Zhen's mind and thought of a very critical thing. Whether it was the countless monks and the underworld before, or the current self, the vitality will flow out with sweat. If you control the bloodline of the body and don't let the blood flow too fast, then naturally You won't sweat, and the vitality will not leak out.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhen immediately moved his mind, divided his consciousness into countless ways, and began to control the flow speed of blood in his body. Those main veins are fine, and the blood flow rate can be easily controlled, but the countless capillary blood vessels are a huge project. Luo Zhen refined the differentiated consciousness again and again, and finally almost turned into particles in the form of gas, which finally turned the countless capillaries in Luo Zhen's body. The blood flow rate is controlled.

When the blood flow in Luo Zhen's body was controlled, although he felt hotter, the surface of his skin was dry and dry without a trace of sweat.

The waves of hot waves penetrated Luo Zhen's skin and penetrated into his body. It continued to precipitate and accumulate in his body. In the end, it turned into a red-gold **, as big as a fist, like a red-gold heart. In Luo Zhen's chest, it kept releasing a scorching fire. The spirit.

This fiery qi contains more or less some fire poison, which will cause great damage to the internal organs and meridians in the human body. At the beginning, Luo Zhen was still a little worried, but later he found that those burning qi roamed in the meridians in his body, but it could not bring it to him at all. After thinking about the slightest damage, he realized that it may be that the meridians in his body have been tempered by lightning for a long time, so it has become extremely tough and strong for a long time. This hot atmosphere can't cause even a little damage to it at all.

Luo Zhen temporarily took the initiative in his own hands. Now, what he has to consider is how to get out of this mysterious iron clock, otherwise it will always be here, according to these constantly evolving formations, either virtual or real, true or false, there will always be one that will make him unable to stand it. At that time, since It has become a living target that provides vitality to the black pillar.

Just as Luo Zhen was exhausted and thinking about how to get out, suddenly, a faint voice came out of his mind, as if someone was talking, but Luo Zhen didn't hear it too clearly. Luo Zhen thought that this Xuantie Shenzhong was doing something again, so he didn't care. However, after a while, the voice came again. This time, the words were clearer, and the speed of speech was not slow. Luo Zhen's words were heard clearly.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect there to be such a strong vitality here. It seems that the sky will not die!"

After Luo Zhen heard this sentence, he was stunned. He was not unfamiliar with this voice at all. This was the remaining consciousness of the ancient god. Last time he appeared in Luo Zhen's mind, it was still in the underworld. In the store, Luo Zhen went to the realm of the underworld to get the remnants of the ancient god's mark. Later, it had been disappearing. If he hadn't heard the sound of this ancient god's remnant soul at this moment, Luo Zhen would have really forgotten that there was such a hidden in his Yuanying body. An ancient god remnant soul at the ancient level!