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Chapter 211 A short sentence

The huge pressure spread everyone away, but the aftermath of the two forces in Mu Ming's body after pulling the cart can be said to be said to be not something that Mu Ming can possess.

"How is it?" the little monk breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern.

Mu Ming nodded and said it was okay, but the little monk knew that Mu Ming was in a bad situation at this time, otherwise it would be as simple as nodding.

Moreover, the appearance of the wooden name makes people look numb.

Di Long was frightened when he saw Mu Ming's skin cracking. Mu Ming was trying his best to death.

Because at this time Mu Ming had no flesh and blood on his body, only a layer of gray-white skin wrapped around the skeleton, and it looked like the living dead people crawling out of the grave.

Jin Yue's throat moved, and suddenly she thought of the senior brothers of Mu Ming, who were called madmen, for a reason, and it seemed that the quality of this madman could be conveyed. This is the state of Mu Ming now.

"You won't fuse all the essence and blood, right?"

Jin Yue asked tentatively, but he was not surprised at all when he said this.

He nodded, and then Mu Ming closed his eyes and stopped talking.

But the three of them looked at each other a few times, not knowing what they were thinking.

The little monk spoke first and said, "I thought I knew him very well. Now it seems that I was wrong."

After saying that, he didn't say much, and just closed his eyes and meditated. However, there was a sudden noise in his body. He was obviously stimulated by the wooden name, and the little monk also began to work hard.

Di Long wanted to say something, but after looking at Mu Ming, he suddenly didn't know what to say, and finally closed his eyes directly. But the next moment, there was a change on his body. The blood marks on his body burst out of sight, and the tattoos on his arms flashed out of thin air, and six appeared in a row. At this point, the tattoos on his body had reached eight, but obviously he did not have the urge to stop, and there were vaguely wonderful fluctuations.

"I thought my practice at Jinfeng was extremely strict. Now it seems that it is wrong for me to always regard Han Xing as an opponent. How can my wrong pursuit make me stronger?"

At that moment, he also silently used his own magic and fused his essence and blood.

At this time, while the few people were meditating silently, some people started to wait for the mountain. Their speed was not slow, but they were not fast. Every time they walked a step, they would stay for a while and restore their own cultivation.

After a thousand steps and half an incense stick passed, someone appeared at that hundred steps, but no matter what, he could not take a step in a very short time. Some people forced their cultivation to improve their cultivation, but when they were about to enter the 101st level, they were directly crushed by a huge aura, and their bodies were rolled back, and they had to give up.

Finally, after one stick of incense, someone reached the 200th level, and there were more than 300 people in these two hundred steps, and half of these people were concentrated in that one hundred level. Obviously, half of them began to find it difficult to do this 100 level.

During this process, Jin Yue opened her eyes and looked at it. The boy who was transformed into the magic vine did not leave. She was meditating quietly in the distance. The same was true for Mu Ming and the other two. Although he was anxious, he also knew that his state was not the most perfect at this time, so he had to calm down and continue to understand the Mountain and Sea Sutra.

Finally, at the third incense stick, the boy in black in the distance moved, and then the boy in red began to move.

Not only them, but almost within a few breaths, the teenagers with extremely strange aura moved. One of them was a girl, three were human, and the others were a monster body.

"Those monsters!"

Someone recognized their identities and hurriedly made way out.

"These disciples... are not right, they are monsters, and they have also transformed."

At first, some people thought that the aura of Magic Vine and others was strange, but after a moment of sensing, the figures with the appearance of disciples suddenly appeared, and they immediately felt strange.

"It's a strange scripture."

At the 200th level, someone looked at these monsters, looked calm, and just said something lightly.

These monsters did not communicate at all, but just walked towards the stone steps silently.

Many people pay attention to them, half out of curiosity, and half to understand their strength.

The steps of a few monsters are not fast, but they are not slow either. They have passed the tenth level in just a few breaths. Many people don’t agree with it. They can be confident at this level. As for those who walk above, the same is true. There may be people who are slower than them, but many people who are faster than them.

Soon, the twenty steps passed, and everyone was still looking forward, while some people closed their eyes and meditated and ignored them.

The thirty level passed quickly, and then the 40th level passed.

The fifty level is just a few breaths, just like the beginning.

The sixty level is still the case. At this time, someone no longer has the same expression as before.

At the seventyth level, the person who originally planned to meditate with his eyes closed and opened his eyes quickly amid the screams around him. That's it, he no longer had the intention to meditate with his eyes closed and his eyes closed.

At the eighty level, there was no time to be delayed, and it was still just a few breaths, as if the pressure there did not exist.

Finally, I was at the 100th level!

"No, everyone, if you don't leave, then your fortune will be taken away by those monsters."

Some people in the crowd that had not set off could no longer sit still and shouted quickly, and they took one step forward and headed straight for the steps.

This exclamation seemed to have caused a thousand waves. There were more than 200 people here, and no matter whether they were willing or not, their bodies could not help but move.

But when these people's faces changed drastically after entering here, the pressure here was far from imagination, and many people's faces were even pale, half from this pressure, and half from panic, because they could not be as relaxed as a monster.

"call!"

Someone breathed a sigh of relief at this time because the monster did not continue to take steps after a hundred steps, but sat cross-legged.

Some people showed joy on their faces, thinking that the monsters also began to resist the pressure.

However, when many people saw this scene, their panic did not disappear, but instead were worried, because the same was true for the monsters before, they meditated in that vast land and then reached one hundred levels in one fell swoop, and the time was delayed before and after was less than half a stick of incense, or even less.

"Is it because I missed something?" Some disciples at the 100th level could not help but ask, because the monster's move must have profound meaning, but no one answered it.

Some people shook their heads secretly, but they didn't understand the world of weirdness, and some people thought so.

"Are we leaving?"

Jin Yue asked, in fact, he had been paying attention to the movements of the monsters, and the contacts from the demon vine faded away at this time, and their minds seemed to be unable to operate.

Upon hearing this, the little monk recovered from the meditation state and nodded in agreement. The same was true for Di Long, holding the iron stick in his left hand, with a strong fighting spirit.

"Let's go, talk to Magic Vine when necessary and let him hand over his mark."

As soon as this said, the little monk was happy, Di Long's body shook, and he held the iron rod hard, while Jin Yue looked unparalleled.

Mu Ming smiled, but didn't say anything, but he just didn't look good when he smiled.

At this time, the skin recovered a lot from the cracks, but some cracks on the face still existed, but there was no blood, so it looked a bit weird.

Then the four of them entered the thousand steps.

Looking at the thousand steps in front of them, the few people felt a little moved. At this time, the figures in front of them were scattered, but the eyes of the few people all fell on the top of the mountain.

There was nothing blocking it, only some glow flashed, but it was not real, and even a vague Taoist sound appeared.

boom!

When several people stepped onto the first level, their expressions changed.

"I see."

Wood name Xindao.

"I didn't expect that the pressure here did not only affect the body, but even the mind was squeezed."

Jin Yue sighed, the blood moon between her eyebrows was a little brighter, helping him resist the pressure.

"After the monk becomes a god, his mind becomes a god's consciousness, and turns from invisible to tangible. The power here is of some use to us."

The little monk's expression was not as good as before, but became much more indifferent. Many times, what Buddhism practiced was the obsession in his heart. This obsession was strong and his mind was naturally strong. The pressure here was not weak, but the little monk still did not change his color.

At this time, Mu Ming only felt the sudden tremor in his body, because this huge pressure not only acts on his own thoughts, but also on the marks in the monsters.

Those marks contain some origins of the monster themselves, so they also carry some thoughts. At this time, this pressure suppresses them extremely, because their thoughts do not support the monsters themselves and are rootless sources.

"Good and bad luck are really dependent on each other."

Mu Ming used to think that the fusion of these essences and blood would cause his body to be in bad shape, but this situation seemed to have changed at this time.

"They moved again."

Jin Yue suddenly said, looking at the 100th stairs, several monsters began to climb the stone steps again. At this time, the boy in black seemed to feel something. He looked back at Mu Ming and the others, but there was a smile in his eyes, which made the few people not understand the meaning.

"Did I read it wrong? He smiled at us?" Dillon was a little confused.

"It should be." Jin Yue was very nervous. She thought it was strange. She was not afraid, but she was inexplicably nervous at this time, but she was very nervous. But she covered it up very well.

Only Mu Ming pondered, because at the moment just now there was a voice in Mu Ming's mind.

"Enlighten your experience with every hundred level!"
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