Chapter 1318 The Strength of Bluestone

Three hours later, after experiencing thirty-six more repeated scenes, the environment in front of him changed. Song Fengyu was calm and happy, and the first level of the illusory formation was about to be broken.

He didn't stop for a moment, his mind was soaring, and within ten breaths, he came out of a layer of light smoke.

"call."

Facing the howling wind, Song Fengyu felt cheerful like "I want to ride the wind back home."

Unknowingly, he came to the top of a big mountain.

There is no one on the top of the mountain. A few sparsely grown trees with thick branches and thick trunks are growing tenaciously in the face of wind, frost, rain and dew, just like their perseverance.

Looking around, except for the standing mountain peak, everything is shrouded in thick and deep clouds and mist.

His intuition told him that the road to the second level was at the cliff in front of him.

Song Mingtang just told him that he had reached the third level. He never thought that there was still a matter of "path-finding" between levels.

Is it possible that the road to the Holy Mountain is different every time, and it is only the same when several people in the same batch go together.

Another point is, why is the gatekeeper at this level not here? Where has he gone?

Hey, when his thoughts came to this, he suddenly thought that just because the road to the Holy Mountain was different every time, so that this time he and the gatekeepers of each level on the King's Road to the Holy Mountain became "looking for the next level" "Road" test.

In this case, it is very difficult to think about the mystery hidden in this "finding the way" level.

Song Fengyu's mind tightened, as if facing a formidable enemy, he took it seriously.

In fact, what neither he nor Wang Lu knew was that Wang Lu's violent attack on the Mystic Tribe's Shadowless Formation angered the Mystical Tribe so much that the Power Council directly activated the strongest form of the Road to the Holy Mountain in history.

Not only does the difficulty of each level increase sharply, so does the power of the gatekeeper, but there are also new levels between levels.

It can be said that Song Fengyu was very lucky to meet Luo Fangzhou, who always went his own way in the secret tribe, so he accidentally used "Find the way to the next level" to replace the gatekeeper, and became extremely cautious.

If Luo Fangzhou abides by his duty as a gatekeeper, after defeating him, Song Fengyu might fly into the boundless clouds carelessly, putting himself in danger.

From this point of view, Luo Fangzhou's departure became a bit intriguing.

He seemed to have pointed out the problem to Song Fengyu intentionally or unintentionally.

So, here comes the interesting question, how will Song Fengyu find the bluestone mountain road, like Wang Road?

Song Fengyu did not move rashly, and his whole body remained motionless.

Half an hour later, suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have thought of something and caught something. His figure was blurred and there was no trace at all.

Wang Lu stepped firmly on the bluestone road.

"Clang!"

The moment he straightened up, five thousand times the pressure suddenly fell, hitting his body heavily, making a sound of gold and iron colliding.

Five invisible giant forces locked his head, hands, and feet tightly like five big ropes, and he ran like five horses torn apart.

Wang Lu smiled "hehe" and lifted up his body with strength, "boom boom boom boom boom", the five ropes broke instantly, and the five thousand times of weight disappeared as his body stood upright.

Of course, the reason for vigorously disintegrating the pressure and tearing is that on the one hand, his strength is strong and indestructible; on the other hand, it is the help of the one-foot-wide and narrow bluestone road itself to resist the power of heaven and earth.

His strength is second, and the power of Qingshi Banshan Road is the main reason.

This mountain road that stretches across the void and is covered in clouds and mist emits a faint blue light. The green light surrounds it into an arch, transforming into a ten-foot-high passage that firmly protects the bluestone mountain road, resisting the endless power of heaven and earth.

The bluestone road has no end as far as the eye can see, and I don’t know where it leads.

An idea came to his mind.

The reason why this road can block the powerful force of heaven and earth relies on the blue light. Where does the blue light come from? It is naturally this unknown bluestone slab of unknown material.

Such a treasure, can you take a piece of it?

Hey, now is not a good time to take it away. I am afraid that if I take off a piece, it will affect the whole body, and cause the collapse of the Void Green Road in a chain reaction, which will be more than worth the gain.

Wang Lu's eyes were fixed and he disappeared.

The wind is as fast as lightning, as fast as a sharp blade.

Three thousand one hundred feet per breath.

In the lobby of a temple on the top of the mountain at the end of the second journey, a solemn and solemn old monk with a white beard sat on a futon, his eyes half-open and half-closed, shining brightly.

Behind him stood a statue of a tall and majestic military commander with sullen eyebrows and angry eyes, holding an exquisite six-story pagoda in his right hand.

A large formation screen hung in the air in front of the monk. A small black dot on the screen flashed along a straight red line and shot towards a small red framed arrow.

"Yes, your judgment is accurate, your body is tough, and your speed is fast. I haven't encountered such a young and powerful person for a long time. It seems that it will be a matter of time to break the "Sky Spear" formation in this journey. You are so strong, the young monk will not Go ahead and interfere, leaving it in a perfect state is the best option.”

After the old monk murmured, he pointed at the curtain and said, "Whoosh!" The curtain slowly closed and disappeared with a "whoosh".

At the same time, a young man with a sinister face like a lone wolf and a formidable black eyebrow snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Xiuyuan Bald Donkey, don't think that I don't know what your plans are, and you want to dominate this place." Man, I’m afraid if you don’t have such a big stomach, I’ll be able to hold you to death.”

The man vented his anger, then calmed down and looked at the clouds and mist all over the sky, not knowing what to think.

This bluestone road is very long, but no matter how long the road is, it has an end.

Three hours later, the end of the bluestone road connected to a large red building that was shrinking and expanding rapidly and looked very strange.

Wang Lu stopped at the last bluestone slab on the road. He slowly turned around and squatted down. He seemed to have no interest in the mysterious red house that was growing and shrinking at high speed half a step behind him, let alone fear or fear.

He stared at the last round bluestone slab that was fifty miles long with full concentration.

Why is it so long?

Wang Lu guessed that the secret tribe must have thought that someone wanted to take down the bluestone slab, so they laid such a fifty-mile long bluestone at the end of the road.

Could it be that the bluestone is really a kind of natural treasure, and it is a more precious one?

Wang Lu's heart was burning. Yes, yes, otherwise it would be completely inexplicable why the secret tribe would go to such great lengths to design it.

Talking about this design again, it is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

Since I joined the Secret Clan, the most common thing I have seen is bluestone slabs. More means ordinary.

However, is this really the case?

Obviously, it is not the case.

According to his observation, the length of each of them is almost the same as if they were carved from the same mold, all three feet and three inches.

Why did the Secret Clan deliberately create three-foot-three-inch bluestone pieces on the fifty-mile-long bluestone? If it weren't for Xue Tong's insight, even he would have been deceived and mistakenly believed that the length of the last piece under his feet was three feet and three inches.

In fact, it is fifty miles long.

So, why did the Secret Clan design this last piece to be fifty miles long?

Ha.

The answer is very simple, I have already said it, it is because they are afraid that someone will take it away.

Then, aren't you afraid that the second-to-last three-foot-three-inch bluestone will be pried away?