The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

"What's the difference!?" Wei He frowned, carefully raising his vigilance.

In this kind of deep sea, he could feel the terrifying water pressure anytime and anywhere, squeezing his body.

Every square centimeter of skin bears nearly two tons of pressure.

This in itself is a serious weakening of his strength.

Bai Ling, who was on the side, didn't look good at this time, and the consumption of demon power was a bit large.

This kind of terrifying pressure puts a great test on the two of them all the time.

That is to say, this kind of pressure is evenly spread, and if it is concentrated, neither of them can withstand such a terrifying pressure. Will be blown up in an instant.

Bai Ling's face was dignified, his eyes fixed on the triangular gate.

"If I remember correctly, the last time I came, there were not so many patterns on the door, nor those messy monsters. When did they appear?

And there is a lot of white water lingering around. It's like mist. But now... it's like changing a place! "

"Are you talking about that?" Wei He glanced over a short distance, and there was a trace of white water around the gate.

Those currents are very thin, very thin, like a white line.

"Yes, but the number is too small." Bai Ling nodded.

He looked around, although the virtual demons he encountered had decreased, but this kind of good thing still made him feel bad.

"I only care, can I still go in now?" Wei He said solemnly.

"Try it." Bai Ling nodded.

He took the lead and swam slowly towards the triangular gate. Wei He followed closely behind.

The two of them didn't disturb any imaginary demon, and they swam quietly to the gate and stood on it.

Bai Ling gently shook the bell on his head, and the silent wave spread from the bell to all sides.

"This is a magical instrument bell I specially made for opening the door. Shaking it with a special technique can stimulate the opening of the door." Bai Ling explained briefly.

The fluctuations continue to spread.

Wei He stared at the door below.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes.

The door did not move at all.

Wei He looked at Bai Ling, and the other's face became more and more ugly.

"How is it!?"

Bai Ling shook his head.

"Try again."

He fingered a big bell on the side of an antler.

Suddenly the invisible fluctuations became stronger and doubled.

But in this way, his consumption is even greater. Bai Ling's injury has not healed, and now he has consumed a lot of demon power, and suddenly felt a little unable to hold it.

Click...

Fortunately, this time, the crack of the door finally opened a line slowly.

At the center of the triangular door, a curved gap slowly opened, and inside was a dark oily liquid that could not see the scenery.

Click...

The gap in the door gradually gets bigger and bigger.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was forcibly pulled by a huge force from inside.

With a loud noise, the triangular door was completely closed and closed.

The turbulent current scoured everything around it constantly.

Wei He and Bai Ling were caught off guard and rolled over by the blow. The huge torrent cut off Bai Ling's control of black magic.

"What's the matter?!"

Wei He was about to continue to return to the gate and stabilize his figure, but saw the two guardians by the gate tremble slowly, and their body actually moved slowly.

Without a word, he turned and left.

Bai Ling was on the side because of the injury problem, and realized that he would have to be slower. When he saw the two guardians start to move, he also changed his face, pinched his demon power, turned and suddenly turned into white light, surpassed Wei He, and rushed upwards in the blink of an eye. The surface of the virtual sea.

Because he was too fast, Wei He didn't run far, he only felt the white light passing by, and then he was overtaken.

‘The speed is amazing! ? ’

He cursed secretly, and rushed toward the sea even faster.

It's slow when it comes down, but it's quite easy to return.

Wei He's arms seemed to be turned into Hot Wheels, and he could only see two rounds of phantom rounds, spinning rapidly beside him.

With a swish, he also rushed upward at a terrifying speed.

A few minutes later.

A black figure flew out of the surface of the virtual sea.

Wei He jumped through the water, and a parabola fell accurately on the rocky beach on the shore.

He looked left and right, Bai Ling was sitting cross-legged with a pale face, as if he was closing his eyes to heal.

Wei He was too tired himself, and took a few seconds to recover, his body trembled, and all the black shells were suddenly dropped.

"Hey! What's the matter with you just now? The door has already been opened a bit, why is it suddenly closed!?"

At the last moment, Wei Merge did not see the rest. He only saw Bai Ling opening the door, and then suddenly gave up. The door banged and closed, alarming the goalkeeper.

Then the two could only run away in embarrassment.

"I used my full strength to open the door, but... there was a counterforce resisting it, and in the end the counterforce broke out. I was caught off guard and forced to close it."

Bai Ling opened his eyes and said solemnly.

"Counter force!?" Wei He thought about it carefully. It seemed that just now, it was indeed a bit unusual.

"Is anyone interfering?" He frowned.

"No...not like." Bai Ling shook his head. "It's more like a kind of negative pressure. Because the pressure density on both sides is different, the huge pressure caused by it instantly blocked and closed the door."

"Moreover." He looked ugly, as if thinking of something more troublesome. "Also, I feel that door...seems to be fading."

"Well?" Wei Heyi was stunned.

Bai Ling groaned.

"The door itself is not a creature of existence at our level. It should exist in the deep layers of the real world.

It is the special geographical structure of the Xuhai, and its powerful special power, which makes it temporarily stand out from the depths of the real world.

And just now, I feel that the door is slowly leaving our level.

It is returning to the real world. "

He said so many things in one breath, and his injury worsened, his face flushed and the corners of his mouth began to bleed again.

Wei He could see his heart beating.

"Your injury is not healed yet!?" He couldn't help but ask aloud. And add an accent to the word ‘also’.

"..." Bai Ling was too lazy to reply. He was the main force who opened the door just now, but he was backlashed. Now the injuries are getting worse, the injuries are getting worse, and the burden is too great.

"What should I do now? Is there any other way to get to the suffocation layer?" Wei He asked.

"I don't know." Bai Ling replied three words, closed his eyes to heal his injuries, and ignored Wei He.

Upon seeing this, Wei He could only sit cross-legged aside, cultivate spiritual power, and wait for Bai Ling.

Time passed by a little bit.

The sky changed from light to dark, and soon entered the night.

Wei He opened his eyes and glanced at Bai Ling. The other party did not move.

He can only continue to enter the practice again.

In the ninety-nine stages of spiritual power, according to the standard, he has entered the fifth stage, and his spiritual power is initially comparable to that of ordinary spiritual people.

Originally, he planned to change to a more talented spiritual power bloodline, but after the spiritual power was activated, it was only related to will and consciousness, and the bloodline had little effect.

To be precise, spiritual talent is not determined by blood, but by soul.

The real special place of the spirit people is the soul.

Not the heart.

So Wei He didn't bother to replace it.

Time goes by day by day.

Ten days later.

Wei He opened his eyes and glanced at the Bai Ling on the side.

The opponent is still as stable as Mount Tai, his complexion is still, and his body is covered with a thin layer of gray.

He exhaled and entered the state of spiritual practice again.

Time goes by slowly, week by week.

In a blink of an eye, more than two months passed.

Wei He opened his eyes again from his practice and looked at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling still didn't move, and even the sitting position was still the same as before, but his face was slightly bloody.

It seemed that there was a recovery.

"Hey, are you all right?" Wei He couldn't help but ask aloud.

"Alright." Bai Ling slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. "Half finished."

"..."

Wei He was speechless and looked up at the sky.

He has been in this ghost place for three months!

After three months of recuperating from the injury, after such a long period of time, all the injuries were healed.

"As a result, within three months, you gave me half of the answer!?"

He couldn't believe it.

"At our level, a single injury is like a mountain injury. The missing part of the injury requires a massive amount of absorption from the outside world. How can it be so fast?" Bai Ling frowned.

In the case of the same environment and insufficient external supplements, we can only rely on the recovery of such a long stream of water to slowly alleviate the injury.

After all, the level of the Demon King itself is already a collection of huge demon powers.

It is not easy to be injured on weekdays, but once injured, recovery is slow.

"Then how long will you take!?" Wei He said impatiently, "I can't always wait for you here, right?"

He thinks he has been patient for a long time. After waiting for three months, the other party gave him this result?

Bai Ling groaned, calculating.

"The last time I was injured, I spent fifteen years of self-cultivation. This time I was injured slightly, and the time should be shortened a lot."

"How long will it take?" Wei He asked.

"...For three years..." Bai Ling said uncertainly.

"..." Wei He felt that he was completely desperate for this trash demon king.

Three years!

Is this the innate time concept of the longevity species?

These guys with a life span of more than a thousand years are all consumed casually in units of years like this?

He felt an evil fire in his heart a little upward.

My hands are a little itchy, I want to do something!

I thought it was good to live in seclusion for decades and raise qigong by myself, but in front of this Bai Ling, he broke his gong almost several times.

This guy was really lucky for not catching up with the big sister.

Otherwise, his urinary **** may have only a pile of bones left now.

"If you can't wait, you can help me think of a way. I can shorten the injury by eating." Bai Ling said solemnly.

"You want me to arrest someone for you!?" Wei He's eyes were cold.

"I don't eat meat." Bai Ling replied in a deep voice.

"Then what are you eating?" The coldness in Wei He's eyes dissipated.

"I am the supreme demon king by nature, not to be contaminated with dirty blood." Bai Ling said coldly.

"Then what to eat?" Wei He asked.

"Eat the grass." Bai Ling replied, "the dew on it."

"..."

"Every morning, the first ray of sunlight hits the dew on the leaf of the spiritual grass. A thousand catties a day, so that my injury can be recovered as soon as possible." Bai Ling explained.

"How long can it be shortened?" Wei He asked.

"If you add enough, two months." Bai Ling replied.

Wei He pondered. Now, instead of looking for the other two Demon Kings, he might as well cooperate with Bai Ling.

One is that Bai Ling has a simple personality, UU reading www. uukanshu. com looks cold, but actually a bit silly.

A tendon, go straight.

The second is that he is the only one who has really interacted with the elder sister.

Therefore, only he has sufficient motivation to try to open the door and enter the suffocation layer together.

But the question now is, where does he go to find this guy a thousand catties of dewdrops?

Or spirit grass dewdrops?

"What is the spirit grass you are talking about?" Wei He asked. He has decided to help.

"Now there is no spiritual grass..." Bai Ling was slightly surprised.

"..."

Wei He stood up with fierce eyes.

"What do you want to do!?" Bai Ling was taken aback, then stared at Wei He, with a big disagreement with Huaguang's intention to run away.