Chapter 820
So far, no one knows what the woman in the sedan chair looks like? What strength? What age? Wait
But one thing is for sure, this woman is the best!
Therefore, it is natural to be able to bear Liu Erfu's "senior".
As Liu Erfu opened his mouth, 15 super demons from four ancient countries who had passed the first test all looked at the luxurious sedan chair.
"Who comes first?" The woman opened her mouth, separated by the sedan chair. Her voice was not loud enough for everyone to hear. Her voice seemed to ripple out of the soul.
"Me!" In a twinkling of an eye, a nine level martial artist in the ancient kingdom of Donghe stood up and walked towards the douwu platform. He wanted to start the battle and explore the way for Shentu.
"Sit in the middle of the platform and close your eyes." The woman's light way.
One by one, the martial cultivator of the nine layers of the ancient kingdom of Donghe walked to the douwu platform, and he sat in the middle of the platform under the gaze of all the people.
He closed his eyes.
The next moment.
Suddenly.
Under the great attention of all the people, the young martial artist in the nine levels of the Juji realm was clearly stunned.
Then, his face began to change, crazy changes.
From pale, to purple, to iron green, to red, to pale, his face changed too fast.
And.
Accompanied by the "don't", "ah ah", "roll", "please" and so on this kind of hissing sound.
What's more, many people can clearly feel the sound of his heart racing and shaking.
In addition, the sweat on his forehead also drips rapidly. Not long ago, it was like being drenched by the downpour.
After thirty breaths.
The young martial arts cultivator of the nine levels of the world opened his eyes at once.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see clearly that his eyes were full of extreme fear and blood.
"Not bad." In the sedan chair, a faint voice came from the woman.
Trembling and majestic, the young martial arts practitioners on the ninth floor of qiaojijing walk towards the foot of the douwu platform, to the East, to Shentu's side. Several other martial arts practitioners beside Shentu's side are all anxious to ask: "what happened?"
"I It's like I suddenly fell into another world. It's so terrible. There are huge beasts chasing me. They eat people in front of me. They chew. It's so horrible. It's so cruel. There are so many pictures of panic. They are very real. I'm almost always in the middle of life and death. Even, I feel that I've been scratched by people. The pain is very real. ”The young Kungfu cultivator's voice was trembling.
In the hall, many martial arts practitioners understood.
Mirage.
The test method of the mysterious woman in the sedan chair is a kind of mirage, an extremely real mirage.
"Mirage can really test mood, but..." Su Chen touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Jiuyou, have I won again?"
"Well, you can be sure to win again, and it's still a rolling win." Jiuyou smiled thoughtfully and said: "the fairyland is the fairyland after all. The essence of the fairyland is the structure of the spirit. For example, the spirit of the martial artist on the ninth floor of the fairyland just now is far less than the mysterious woman in the sedan chair. Therefore, he was immersed in the fairyland. He was frightened, scared, experienced life and death. Finally, he collapsed and insisted on breathing for more than 30 years. But what if you were better than the mysterious woman in the sedan chair? "
"Then, can I break away from her illusion in an instant?" Su Chen took the conversation.
"No, you look down on yourself. Instead of breaking free, you directly break her illusion. Her spirit is not necessarily as strong as you. " Nine you hum's way, some complacent: "the mysterious woman in the sedan chair, although the most powerful!"!!! However, her strongest point is Qixiu! If only compared with the spirit, with the strength of your spirit and the transformation of three forces, your spirit is better than her! "
"All right." Su Chen is speechless.
Just then.
The woman in the sedan chair said again, "go on."
"I will!" A young martial artist in the ancient state of West Yin walked towards the arena as if he were dead, walked to the middle, sat in it, and then he fell into an illusion.
However, he only held on to about ten breaths.
Just ten breaths, he seemed to be suffocating. His face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person convulsed and convulsed.
After ten breaths, the young man opened his eyes and passed out.
It's horrible!
Such a scene, by the presence of all people in the eyes, scared all scalp numb.
What kind of illusion did the mysterious woman in the sedan chair construct? Ten breaths frighten one out of a billion super demons into this, unimaginable!
The test is continuing.
Soon.
Seven or eight ancient countries, including Donghe, Xiyin and Beisheng, have been tested.Among them, the one with the best performance insisted on 40 breaths, and the five with the worst performance.
"I will!" Finally, when he arrived at Shao Jian, Shao Jianmian was in a daze. He could not see whether he was worried or confident. He walked steadily towards the fighting platform. For a while, many people came to the fighting hall with interest and bright eyes.
Shao Jian did well in the first test, which naturally attracted attention.
Soon.
Shao jianpan sat up and closed his eyes.
Then!!!
Visions come.
Shao Jian enters the dreamland.
His face began to change, but not much.
Time goes by minute by second.
Soon, sixty breaths.
Shao Jian is indeed Shao Jian. It's excellent and stable.
However, after 60 breaths, his breathing began to be disordered obviously, and his face became pale gradually. Moreover, some people noticed that his hands were tightly clenched, his bones were all pinched, even his fingernails seemed to be in his hands, and blood flowed along the cleft of his fist.
The whole scene is dead.
A lot of people are very, very nervous, as if they are in an illusion.
More than ten breaths.
Suddenly.
"Ah..." Shao Jian's eyes opened with a roar. His eyes were red and shining like sharp swords. It was hard to see him directly. His momentum was even more powerful and bloody.
It took Shao Jian a long time to settle down.
His score is seventy breaths.
Good grades.
Next, there are several martial arts practitioners on the stage to test.
In many people's expectation, soon, to Lu Ye.
The martial arts practitioners around look forward to more.
In the first place, Lu ye would be the first if it wasn't for Shen Tuli and Su Chen!!!
Lin's first result is better than Shao Jian's.
It's worth looking forward to.
But one thing is for sure, this woman is the best!
Therefore, it is natural to be able to bear Liu Erfu's "senior".
As Liu Erfu opened his mouth, 15 super demons from four ancient countries who had passed the first test all looked at the luxurious sedan chair.
"Who comes first?" The woman opened her mouth, separated by the sedan chair. Her voice was not loud enough for everyone to hear. Her voice seemed to ripple out of the soul.
"Me!" In a twinkling of an eye, a nine level martial artist in the ancient kingdom of Donghe stood up and walked towards the douwu platform. He wanted to start the battle and explore the way for Shentu.
"Sit in the middle of the platform and close your eyes." The woman's light way.
One by one, the martial cultivator of the nine layers of the ancient kingdom of Donghe walked to the douwu platform, and he sat in the middle of the platform under the gaze of all the people.
He closed his eyes.
The next moment.
Suddenly.
Under the great attention of all the people, the young martial artist in the nine levels of the Juji realm was clearly stunned.
Then, his face began to change, crazy changes.
From pale, to purple, to iron green, to red, to pale, his face changed too fast.
And.
Accompanied by the "don't", "ah ah", "roll", "please" and so on this kind of hissing sound.
What's more, many people can clearly feel the sound of his heart racing and shaking.
In addition, the sweat on his forehead also drips rapidly. Not long ago, it was like being drenched by the downpour.
After thirty breaths.
The young martial arts cultivator of the nine levels of the world opened his eyes at once.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see clearly that his eyes were full of extreme fear and blood.
"Not bad." In the sedan chair, a faint voice came from the woman.
Trembling and majestic, the young martial arts practitioners on the ninth floor of qiaojijing walk towards the foot of the douwu platform, to the East, to Shentu's side. Several other martial arts practitioners beside Shentu's side are all anxious to ask: "what happened?"
"I It's like I suddenly fell into another world. It's so terrible. There are huge beasts chasing me. They eat people in front of me. They chew. It's so horrible. It's so cruel. There are so many pictures of panic. They are very real. I'm almost always in the middle of life and death. Even, I feel that I've been scratched by people. The pain is very real. ”The young Kungfu cultivator's voice was trembling.
In the hall, many martial arts practitioners understood.
Mirage.
The test method of the mysterious woman in the sedan chair is a kind of mirage, an extremely real mirage.
"Mirage can really test mood, but..." Su Chen touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Jiuyou, have I won again?"
"Well, you can be sure to win again, and it's still a rolling win." Jiuyou smiled thoughtfully and said: "the fairyland is the fairyland after all. The essence of the fairyland is the structure of the spirit. For example, the spirit of the martial artist on the ninth floor of the fairyland just now is far less than the mysterious woman in the sedan chair. Therefore, he was immersed in the fairyland. He was frightened, scared, experienced life and death. Finally, he collapsed and insisted on breathing for more than 30 years. But what if you were better than the mysterious woman in the sedan chair? "
"Then, can I break away from her illusion in an instant?" Su Chen took the conversation.
"No, you look down on yourself. Instead of breaking free, you directly break her illusion. Her spirit is not necessarily as strong as you. " Nine you hum's way, some complacent: "the mysterious woman in the sedan chair, although the most powerful!"!!! However, her strongest point is Qixiu! If only compared with the spirit, with the strength of your spirit and the transformation of three forces, your spirit is better than her! "
"All right." Su Chen is speechless.
Just then.
The woman in the sedan chair said again, "go on."
"I will!" A young martial artist in the ancient state of West Yin walked towards the arena as if he were dead, walked to the middle, sat in it, and then he fell into an illusion.
However, he only held on to about ten breaths.
Just ten breaths, he seemed to be suffocating. His face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person convulsed and convulsed.
After ten breaths, the young man opened his eyes and passed out.
It's horrible!
Such a scene, by the presence of all people in the eyes, scared all scalp numb.
What kind of illusion did the mysterious woman in the sedan chair construct? Ten breaths frighten one out of a billion super demons into this, unimaginable!
The test is continuing.
Soon.
Seven or eight ancient countries, including Donghe, Xiyin and Beisheng, have been tested.Among them, the one with the best performance insisted on 40 breaths, and the five with the worst performance.
"I will!" Finally, when he arrived at Shao Jian, Shao Jianmian was in a daze. He could not see whether he was worried or confident. He walked steadily towards the fighting platform. For a while, many people came to the fighting hall with interest and bright eyes.
Shao Jian did well in the first test, which naturally attracted attention.
Soon.
Shao jianpan sat up and closed his eyes.
Then!!!
Visions come.
Shao Jian enters the dreamland.
His face began to change, but not much.
Time goes by minute by second.
Soon, sixty breaths.
Shao Jian is indeed Shao Jian. It's excellent and stable.
However, after 60 breaths, his breathing began to be disordered obviously, and his face became pale gradually. Moreover, some people noticed that his hands were tightly clenched, his bones were all pinched, even his fingernails seemed to be in his hands, and blood flowed along the cleft of his fist.
The whole scene is dead.
A lot of people are very, very nervous, as if they are in an illusion.
More than ten breaths.
Suddenly.
"Ah..." Shao Jian's eyes opened with a roar. His eyes were red and shining like sharp swords. It was hard to see him directly. His momentum was even more powerful and bloody.
It took Shao Jian a long time to settle down.
His score is seventy breaths.
Good grades.
Next, there are several martial arts practitioners on the stage to test.
In many people's expectation, soon, to Lu Ye.
The martial arts practitioners around look forward to more.
In the first place, Lu ye would be the first if it wasn't for Shen Tuli and Su Chen!!!
Lin's first result is better than Shao Jian's.
It's worth looking forward to.