Mortal's journey to immortality

The mysterious island was running wildly at a speed of nearly 950 feet per breath. If he had not opened the next acupuncture point of the "Zong Yuanjian" technique, he would have lost the opponent's shadow long ago.

As for how he managed to deduce and find this acupoint miraculously and involuntarily despite completely losing his spiritual consciousness during those nine years, Wang Lu was completely confused and knew nothing about it.

I still remember the recreation of "Across the Clouds" as if it was yesterday.

The danger is comparable to a life-and-death fight with a powerful enemy. If you are not careful, you will end up with all your meridians, and you will never die again.

After waking up, not only was he completely unscathed, but he also miraculously opened up this acupuncture point. How could he not be both happy and scared at the same time?

If someone had to say that someone knew everything he had done in the past nine years "except seeing the big fish Kun's shadow", he raised his head and glanced at the sky indifferently.

Immediately, the firepower was fully activated, and it was gone in a flash.

The direction of the island's flight was completely irregular. He had time to spend time with it, but Hulu couldn't afford to wait.

After a few breaths, Wang Lu caught up with the island and tried hundreds more times.

When he was one mile closer, the surprisingly powerful invisible force still blocked him, making it difficult for him to move forward.

This is because he has a hard body. If it were anyone else, let alone three miles, it would be difficult to reach the sky.

One person and one island are traveling at high speed in the vast South China Sea, running through time without knowing how long it is.

One month later, Wang Lu stared at the island with a livid face, as if he had a blood feud with it.

He tried everything and thought of countless ways, but still in vain.

Since he was faster than it, he flew in front of it, expecting to be swallowed up by the island. In the end, he was hit by it and flew away, unable to get close at all.

He then used the Six-Star Gong Yue Blade in conjunction with Qi Cheng's "Thousands of Thousand Threads Blade Formation" to forcefully tear open a hole. However, the more powerful his attack, the greater the resistance he encountered, and the Seven Blades had nothing to do.

I don’t believe it anymore, I still can’t break your turtle shell.

You can only use the ultimate trick to press the bottom of the box.

The strange yellow talisman cloud directly covered the seven blades, and the mana poured out for free, leaving only a sliver of spiritual consciousness and all of it was exhausted. With his "break", hundreds of millions of extremely sharp blades cut out the space in an instant. A terrifying black hole in space that was ten miles long and five miles wide was created.

With a roar, he finally broke through the "one mile" node, but he only took ten feet forward when he was knocked away by a force so powerful that it shocked him.

If it weren't for the dual protection of the Black Gang Body and the Silver Gang Indestructible Talisman, this blow would have left him dying and seriously injured.

He has a look of death on his face, and "Infinite" can't do anything to you.

Even if a peerless strong man in the early stage of becoming a god falls into "Infinite", no matter how abnormal his defense is or how unstoppable his attacks are, there is only one ending, death or life.

If it doesn’t work all around, what about the sea?

Thinking of doing it, Wang Lu jumped into the sea with huge waves.

One word, cold.

He didn't care at all and chased after him, but this island with a radius of thousands of miles was like a giant ship. The bottom of the ship was not only unbreakable, but also exactly the same as the surroundings, still blocking him one mile away.

"Wow."

The ice-cold water splashed away and was immediately submerged in the big waves.

There is another way, fall from the sky.

The result is self-evident, the formation wrapped up the island so that water could not enter it, it was still only one mile.

One good thing, though, was that he no longer had to chase the island all the time.

A mile above the island, the royal road was as solid as stepping on the ground, without any shaking.

Even the endless waves in the South China Sea are directly isolated by the formation of the island.

He can even lie firmly in the void without any disturbance.

Hey.

He suddenly thought of Lan Yu. Could it be that Lan Yu at that time also used this method to make a series of arrangements as if on the ground?

Thinking of this, Wang Lu was shaken all over!

Have it.

The island is thousands of miles wide, so there must be some loopholes. When we are down there, we have to follow it all the time, so we have no time to study its different directions and angles, even if we want to, we can't do it.

Although the speed is faster than it, you are still a human being. When you are exhausted, you must adjust your breath to recover.

Therefore, he did not dare to increase his speed to the highest level. Even if he was strong and strong, he could not withstand such high-intensity wear and tear. He could only press forward step by step while constantly adjusting his body.

Besides, with the help of Xue Tong and the little bit of formation knowledge that Yang Kelin passed on to him, it might not be impossible.

Wang Lu felt hot and took action immediately.

For a whole month, he explored every position on the island over and over again, not missing an inch.

But he was disappointed. Under the snow-covered eyes, the sky above it was like an extremely flat and smooth mirror without any flaws, not even a tiny dot.

Integrated and impeccable.

Hence, the anger that he could hardly suppress and was about to explode.

Wang Lu looked at the blue island that was going away indifferently. He was at the end of his rope. Could he just wait for the God of Death to harvest the gourd?

No, there are still nine months left. We can’t give up on ourselves like this. It will definitely work.

After taking a look at Nanhai, who had no idea where he was, he had to calm down before he could make a comeback.

He seemed to wipe away the anger lightly, but in fact, he couldn't lie to himself. The volcano in his heart was just suppressed by him. People have feelings, and he is not a heartless person.

Facing the gourd whose life was hanging by a thread, he couldn't do it, and he could never do it and watch it die.

Power surged into him, and with a snap of his fingers, he was blurred, chasing after the island that turned into a blue dot without hesitation.

"drink."

Soon Wang Lu came five miles away from it, stamped one foot, rose into the sky, and reached the sky above the island again.

It is so quiet here that you can hear the drop of a pin. The strange array of islands directly ignores the power of the South China Sea and isolates everything. Even the air seems to be frozen and condensed. There is not a trace of fluctuation, not a wisp of wind, only the light of the sun in the distance. The dots passed through the formation one by one and scattered densely.

Bathed in the temperatureless sunshine, as Wang Lu walked, the air began to flow slightly.

Everything was eerily silent.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and quietly felt this paradise that seemed to be isolated from the world.

After the sun, there is moonlight, or starlight, or the unique shimmer of the South China Sea.

Regardless of sunlight, moonlight, starlight, or dim light, when they pass by the formation, their own temperature is completely wiped away, and they are neither hot nor cold.

What a wonderful form. Can something without heat still call you temperature?

Wang Lu didn't know, and perhaps no one knew. This was a kind of weirdness that he couldn't explain and didn't know how to describe.

Since you don’t have a name, let’s call you: Wu Wen.