Chapter 63 Sand Sea Trial

After taking a step forward, the fiery red snake on his shoulder instantly raised its head, and its fiery red snake pupils looked around vigilantly.

After taking just one step forward, Lu Ya's face suddenly became serious. The trial began when he took the first step.

He had a feeling that the end of the chain was definitely not so easy to reach.

Step by step, Lu Ya walked forward firmly.

This walk lasted for half an hour, and all he saw along the way was still a sea of ​​sand.

If he hadn't made marks from time to time, he would have doubted whether he was standing still.

However, another point also reminded him that he was moving towards his goal, that is, the chain above his head was slightly enlarged in his eyes.

Without stopping, Lu Ya continued to move forward.

As for flying, he had tried it before, and only flying a few dozen meters with the object consumed one-fifth of his mana, which was terrifying.

It seems that this is the rule of this trial, and he must walk to the end of the chain step by step.

The iron chain above his head was getting closer and closer, and the environment around him was getting hotter and hotter.

Even Lu Ya's robe with the "Four Seasons Like Spring" magic array attached to it had no effect at all. This heat seemed to ignite from the bottom of his heart, gradually burning his body and mind, slowly evaporating his reason.

However, in this situation, the little fire snake on his shoulder became more energetic, and even the flame scales on his body became brighter.

After walking for more than two hours, Lu Ya's body was red like a shrimp. He looked forward and saw that the air was slightly distorted due to the high temperature.

He thought about taking out the water bag from the storage bag to replenish water, but was surprised to find that the storage bag had been blocked and could not be opened.

As for condensing water balls through magic, in this environment, he felt a burning pain in his lungs with every breath. It was obvious that there was no moisture in the air.

Fortunately, although he could not fly or open the storage bag, the spiritual energy in this environment was very abundant. Lu Ya kept absorbing the spiritual energy around him and used it to nourish his body so that he would not be evaporated by the high temperature.

Under the same chain, he took the same steps.

Nangong Wudi's condition was much better.

He held a small green jade gourd in his left hand and a group of ice cones that radiated cold air in his right hand.

He nibbled on the ice cone from time to time and drank a mouthful of the spiritual liquid contained in the green jade gourd, which was very comfortable.

As for how he took out the ice cone and green jade gourd, it was because he took them out when he just entered the trial.

It can only be said that this is the child of a wealthy family. For others, it is a trial, but for him, it is just an outing.

Nie Yuyao was bare with a pair of round and smooth three-inch jade feet. Every step she took, the yellow sand submerged her instep, but when she took another step, her jade feet were still very smooth.

As her waist swayed, her lotus steps moved lightly; as her eyebrows and eyes looked around, she seemed like a fairy.

As the most outstanding candidate for the Saint of Yin Yang Sect in the contemporary era, Nie Yuyao's talent was unmatched. Among the ten people of Yin Yang Sect this time, she was also the strongest fighter.

Originally, with the help and support of the sect, she could have forged the foundation of Taoism with the rare treasures of heaven and earth, and achieved the strongest foundation of Taoism in the seven thousand years since the founding of Yin Yang Saint Sect.

But she still came here, not for anything else, but for the legendary flowing slurry of heaven and earth, and the possibility of building the foundation of heaven.

Her posture was calm, as if the high temperature that distorted the air did not exist for her at all.

Her figure was even more swift, often appearing seven or eight meters away in a step, at a very fast speed.

The more than 300 people who entered the Nine Breaks Trial, facing such a sea of ​​sand, showed their methods.

Whether walking, running or climbing, in short, everyone was using their own methods to quickly rush to the end of the iron chain.

As everyone passed the halfway point of the journey, the true horror of this sea of ​​sand was completely revealed.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the terrifying high temperature before gradually subsided.

Lu Ya's body, which was extremely hot, was blown by the cool breeze, and he shuddered all over, and the light in his eyes re-lit up.

"It's going to be night!"

Lu Ya pursed his lips, and his thoughts turned.

The night in the desert came very quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the original high temperature subsided, and was replaced by a bone-deep cold.

This transformation from extreme heat to extreme cold made Lu Ya tighten his robe.

Although it couldn't slow down a bit, it gave him a little comfort in his heart, making him feel less cold.

Gradually, the sky became darker and darker, and finally fell into a pitch-black level. The whistling wind, the friction sound of stepping on the sand, and even his breathing gradually disappeared.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

In the empty and lonely sea of ​​sand, only Lu Ya's heartbeat could be heard, as if Lu Ya was the only one in the world.

Lu Ya continued to move forward in the direction he remembered. Even though he was completely dark, it did not stop him.

It was hot during the day and cold at night, and this cycle lasted for four days and nights.

After four days of ice and fire, except for a few people who could still maintain the state at the beginning, most people showed obvious fatigue and helplessness.

In these four days, the physical fatigue was secondary, and it was mainly the mental torture that made many monks almost unable to resist.

Even though many monks would retreat at any time, they were experts in retreat.

But after encountering such a monotonous, boring and crazy trial, they were still tortured by this boundless loneliness and almost gave up.

On the fifth day, Lu Ya was walking in the shadow cast by the iron chain when he heard a murmur in his ear.

He paused in place and tried to listen carefully.

Unexpectedly, the murmur suddenly became louder, and all the words were reduced to one sentence: "Give up, there is no end."

The murmur seemed to have a magical power, tempting all those who were not strong-willed.

After Lu Ya heard the specific content of the murmur, he put it behind his mind and continued to move forward.

After walking for another two days, a full six days, Lu Ya was finally about to reach the end of the chain.

When he stepped out of the sand sea, the storage bag that was originally sealed was also unsealed.

Looking at the black chain that seemed to rise from the end of the horizon in the distance, Lu Ya sat down cross-legged without hesitation, took out food and fresh water, and began to replenish his body's water and nutrition.

After the replenishment was completed, he began to sit cross-legged again, practicing the exercises to nourish his body.

Because within his field of vision, five monks had already appeared, just like him, they were recovering from breathing.

From this moment on, the monotonous marathon was over, and next, they had to face opponents who also wanted to climb the chain.

After Lu Ya meditated for an hour, a black dot suddenly rose into the air in the distance, and drove the magic weapon to rush towards the end of the iron chain.

Seeing this, the others sacrificed their magic weapons and chased after him.