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If Lin Ming wants to study and understand the situation of force field closure, he must find out the laws of this place through walking.
But this requires a prerequisite, that is, you need to leave marks along the way!
It only takes two sticks of incense to wipe away the formation mark left by Lin Ming. Of course, this is not possible. The way Lin Ming came up with is to leave a trace of fighting spirit in the formation mark.
The battle spirit of a warrior is the warrior's will. A warrior with a strong will will be immortal for tens of thousands of years. This was the light of will that Lin Ming encountered on the road to the emperor. In the Eternal Demon Pit, there are also natural materials such as demon bones. The earth treasure contains the will of the emperor for one hundred thousand years, or even hundreds of thousands years.
"The first formation talisman" After Lin Ming walked to a place, he flicked his fingers, and a golden formation talisman was imprinted, forming a simple mark. The moment the mark was formed, Lin Ming added another one to it. There was a trace of green energy, which was the battle spirit left by Lin Ming.
After imprinting this war spirit, Lin Ming did not leave, but sat down next to the formation talisman, waiting to observe the flow of energy in the formation talisman.
The other warriors didn¡¯t know what was going on, and one warrior couldn¡¯t help but asked weakly: ¡°Young Master Lin, what are you doing?¡±
"Don't be born! Besides, what's the point of asking clearly? Besides, I guess Lin Shaoxia can't explain it to you." It was Heishi who spoke. In fact, he also wanted to know what Lin Ming was doing, but he was afraid of disturbing Lin Ming at this time. Ming thinks.
Lin Ming said nothing and kept observing the energy flow of the formation talisman.
As time went by, a quarter of an hour passed, and the closed force field kept consuming the energy in the formation talisman. However, with Lin Ming's wisp of blue will, the passage was very slow.
Lin Ming's blue-colored will originally had the attribute of endless growth. Coupled with his firm will and his determination to stay together, the energy of the formation talisman was reduced by less than half in a quarter of an hour.
Calculating this way, this wisp of war spirit mark can last for at least three hours.
Three hours is enough.
"Boy, you are quite smart. Using war spirits to strengthen the formation pattern is indeed a way!" Demonic Light's voice sounded in Lin Ming's mind.
"Okay, let's keep going!"
Lin Ming stood up and said, and the other warriors immediately stood up and got ready. At this time, Lin Ming made it clear.
Along the way, Lin Ming left a formation mark every fifty feet he walked. The route he took was very strange. Sometimes he went forward, sometimes to the side, and sometimes he went backwards.
However, no matter how he walked, he seemed to have no intention of staying away from the Eternal Demonic Pit. In front of everyone, the Eternal Demonic Pit was getting closer and closer, and the monstrous flames became clearer and clearer, as if the terrifying heat wave could already be felt here. .
The dark section of the Eternal Demonic Pit stretches across the end of the world, boundless, like a huge mouth of a beast, swallowing everything!
"LinLin Shaoxia, is it really okay?"
A warrior couldn¡¯t help but ask. He was really worried. He was seeing Lin Ming leading the way, getting closer and closer to the Eternal Demonic Pit!
"If you have the ability, you can lead the way." Duanmuqun said coldly, and the warrior suddenly fell silent.
After walking for more than ten miles, the Eternal Demonic Pit seemed to be less than two hundred miles away. From this distance, they could already clearly see the monstrous mist attached to the surface of the Eternal Demonic Pit. What was rising was not a flame, but a stream of smoke. A black energy flow, like a silent fountain, shoots straight into the sky.
Lin Ming was silent for a while and then said, "Let's go back the way we came."
He still couldn¡¯t figure out the laws of space here, but it was too close to the Eternal Demonic Pit, and Lin Ming did not dare to continue walking.
It is not easy to return the same way. When you come in, you have to walk one mile and you will go two miles into the eternal magic pit. But when you return, you have to walk left and right for seven or eight miles before you exit. Come here.
Fortunately, Lin Ming's battle spirit mark did not disappoint. After retreating for dozens of miles, there were some remnants of the battle spirit and it did not completely disappear.
By the time the last few battle spirit marks were placed, the battle spirit's will energy was almost exhausted. This made Lin Ming sincerely sigh. With his understanding of the power of space, coupled with the assistance of the magic light and the battle spirit, the three of them combined Together, we have not been able to find a clue to get out of the Thousand Miles Forbidden Zone. The difficulties faced by other warriors can be imagined. Not to mention the titled Shura and the Tower Master, I am afraid that the high-level life-destroying experts who do not understand the artistic conception of space will also You must hate this!
"came back!"
"As expected, you are back. Young Master Lin is very capable."
? ?The two of them just sank into the river without stirring up any waves. After a few breaths, two dense white bones floated up and joined the endless sea of ??bones, sinking and floating, gradually drifting away
Seeing such a scene, the warriors present all had scalp numbness and cold sweats. None of these warriors were brave and wise. Otherwise, how could they dare to come to Babel Tower? However, although they were not afraid of death, they could not withstand such fear. The way he died was so heartbreaking!
"Brother Lin, what on earth is that river?" Even Duanmu Yun's voice was trembling a little at this time.
"That is the river of underworld" Lin Ming sighed, the situation was getting worse and worse, even now he was not sure of getting out of this thousand-mile restricted area
The river of underworld? The warriors present were suddenly startled. This river existed in the ancient legends of the Holy Demon Continent. Could it really exist?
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