Chapter 412 Level Hall

Zhang Chong's eyes had already seen the figure from the trees on the bank of the river. It was a repairer with two huge hammers in his hand, but looked at Zhang Chong's eyes, which had a fierce smell. His eyes were red, as if they were two fiery red balls.

Seeing this, Zhang Chong was also shocked. His eyes stayed on the practitioner's wrist. He saw that he was also wearing a light ball on his wrist, but the color of the light ball was different from that in his hand. It was black.

Seeing Zhang Chong standing on the river, the monk rushed towards him. He looked extremely vicious and wanted to launch a fierce attack on him. Zhang Chong's nine heavenly soldiers held it in his hand and stood proudly. A sword light waved out, and only heard a loud noise. The hammer in the man's hand could not hold it and fell into the river. Zhang Chong punched it out again. This blow used the power of Wanxiang's fist, which directly hit the monk like a fluttering catkins. I went out so far that I couldn't see it again.

This blow has obviously killed the monk. However, Zhang Zhong's heart also understood that for this cultivation, it can be seen from his eyes that let him die or a better choice. The man's mind has been lost in this fascination. Therefore, he can't control any of his behavior at all, and the photosphere has turned black, which should have shown that he will Stay in this fascinating stream forever, and you can't get out again. In his next life, except for the uncontrolled attack of those who came into the eccentric stream, everything else was like a walking corpse. And Zhang Chong killed him, which was also to remove some obstacles for Leng Qingqiu and others behind him.

Zhang Chong sighed softly, but his eyes noticed the heavy hammer that fell into the heart. As soon as it touched the river, it was as if it had been corroded, and disappeared little by little, rather than sinking to the bottom of the river.

"It's so strange~~" Zhang Chong thought to himself, and he didn't expect that the river was corrosive. In this way, wouldn't it be very dangerous if he wanted to get into the river?

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong did not dare to touch it more, but slowly moved forward. The more forward he went, the louder the sound that resounded between Zhang's center of gravity became. Later, some previous pictures appeared in Zhang Chong's eyes. He was severely beaten on the Yang world. After he came out of the void, he was firmly restrained by Qiong Zhe. Many things, as if they had been re-experienced, echoed in his mind. They were so real that they made him have another painful experience.

And there is a voice that seems to whisper to him: Put these down, put them down, and you will be happy forever.

The sound blew like an orchid, whispering softly in his ear, gentle and sweet, with an indescribable taste, like a temptation.

And Zhang Zhong's heart is like iron, and his eyes are clear. He understands that these ** voices make him let go of pain on the surface, but in fact, they want him to completely lose everything. If his heart is really lived by these **, I'm afraid that he will become the general appearance of the cultivation just now, and there is no reason to speak of.

If people don't know everything about themselves and live like idiots, this is the most terrible thing.

The river flowed, and Zhang Chong suddenly found that after going through these, his mood became particularly peaceful. It seems that this fascination is not only a trial, but also can improve his mood. In the second practice of Jiutian soldiers, he also found that the more peaceful the mood is, the better he can perform this move.

At present, he was no longer hesitant. He held the nine heavenly soldiers in one hand. With a gentle swing, nine thousand swords were sprinkled like golden light, reflected between the rivers, shining and extremely gorgeous.

"It is easy to display 9,000 sword lights in this fascination. It seems that in this fascination, I really need to exercise my state of mind and become more peaceful. If I leave the fanship, I'm afraid I can show fewer moves than these nine thousand swords. Zhang Chong said to himself that when he came here, he breathed. The golden sword was wrapped around his body and slowly moved forward.

Practice under pressure can have a better effect. Therefore, although Zhang Chong did not meet his opponent, he still spread the breath all over his body. This kind of thousand sword flow also plays his strongest level, depending on what degree he can hold on.

And this effect is also obvious. At the beginning, although the sword light can still be stable and undisturbed, when it slowly goes deeper, you will feel it very clearly, and the pressure in your heart will gradually become greater.

Under this heavy pressure, the golden light under the long sword began to become unstable. He only heard a bang. There was a long sword that had already been merged and separated in the trembling sound. Zhang Chong's expression was serious. He did not panic because of this change, but tried his best to control the rest of the sword light in his hand.

And his figure is still moving forward along the river. After a short time, Zhang Chong suddenly heard the sound of water in front of him. He looked over, but saw a water curtain like a waterfall in front of him.

Obviously, if he wants to move forward, he needs to go through this water curtain. But when I look at it again, the water curtain is actually a state of reciprocating circulation with the water in the river.

Seeing this, Zhang Chongyi suddenly thought of the previous battle with the talent with the giant hammer, and the giant hammer fell into the river. The corrosiveness of the river can be seen. If the water curtain in front of him is the same as the river, won't it corrode him? Thinking of this, Zhang Chong also looked awe-inspiring.

"Is it still too much?" Before entering the mysterious stream, the guard thunder clearly told him that you can't leave the river and go to the two sides. Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will not be able to leave the mysterious stream. This rule is clear. Zhang Chong did not dare to touch it, but the water curtain in front of him has a feeling that is contrary to it. Jue.

He is fascinated. For the cultivation of the state of mind, he pays attention to moving forward. He kept thinking about this sentence in his mind, and his eyes became firm again. He has a feeling that this kind of corrosive water curtain, although it looks like this, is actually testing his heart, that is, to jump away from this unusually real fantasy and continue to maintain the strength of his heart.

This is the intention of being fascinated, so he does not need to doubt it, although it is. Thinking of this, the sword around Zhang Chong's body still maintained its previous appearance and slowly walked towards the water curtain.

As soon as the golden sword touched the water curtain, it gave off a faint smoke, which was also melted. In the face of this scene, Zhang Chong still did not change his face and continued to walk slowly forward. Soon, his body touched the water curtain.

Because of the sword spirit, the steaming water around him shows an extremely terrible appearance. Although Zhang Chong is determined, it is still difficult to control his peace of mind in the face of this scene.

There was also a slight blush in his eyes, which was no longer as clear as before. The water flow slowly cushioned on Zhang Chong's body, and there was a feeling as if there was nothing, as if there was nothing.

After a while, in front of Zhang Chong's eyes, there was another boundless river. The water curtain was left behind by him and was still flowing slowly. And Zhang Chong was just in this moment, and he was already sweating. He took a breath, briefly reviewed the gains and losses, and slowly moved forward again.

The golden sword kept breaking. In the end, when there were only 5,000 swords left, Zhang Chong also felt that the pressure around his body was particularly great, and the non-stop disturbance in his heart made it difficult for him to calm down. At this moment, his original mood was also setting off a huge wave.

This made him realize that it was time to go back, and he looked at the red light ball in his hand, which was clearly marked with a number: 3189 kilometers.

Zhang Chong exhaled lightly and pressed the red ball of light. He only saw a flash of light. He returned to the entrance, and the thunder looked at him with an incredible expression. However, this expression also flashed by. He also waved a light and entered Zhang Chong's body and said to him,

"You can go to the level hall and confirm the level."