"The weight on our shoulders has reached the level of one hundred thousand kilograms!"
Walking on the quiet and dark Shengjun Ancient Road, Lin Bai felt the gravity on his shoulders becoming more and more terrifying, almost to the point of difficulty.
If he only relied on his cultivation power, he would no longer be able to resist the restriction of the magic circle on the ancient path of the Holy Lord. Fortunately, Lin Bai's physical strength was also extremely forcible.
In the first half of the journey, Lin Bai could resist the restriction of the magic circle with just his cultivation power. However, when he reached one-fifth of the distance, Lin Bai felt that his cultivation power could no longer resist the restriction.
As he walked forward, Lin Bai felt that the gravity on his body gradually reached an absurd stage.
The blood vessels and tendons on his body bulged uncontrollably, veins popped out, and the surface of his skin felt like it had been crushed, with bloody seams exposed.
The pain on the surface of his body was far less outrageous than the pain inside his body. Lin Bai's internal organs seemed to have been crushed by a huge force, almost bursting open.
Fortunately, when practicing the "Five Elements Tao Body" in the "Five Elements Classic", I specially tempered the internal organs, so it will not be completely destroyed at this moment.
"I've only just walked a third of the distance, and I'm already struggling. I don't know what kind of weird things will happen ahead!"
Lin Bai took a deep breath and continued walking forward.
But as soon as he walked a few steps away, Lin Bai suddenly felt something was wrong. A chill went straight up Lin Bai's back and instantly penetrated Lin Bai's whole body.
"not good!"
Lin Bai's pupils shrank and he hurriedly moved to the right.
If there were no such magic circle restrictions on the ancient path of the Holy Lord, Lin Bai could easily avoid this attack, but now there are these magic circle restrictions, which restrict Lin Bai's ability to move from time to time.
As a result, when Lin Bai slowed down a step, he felt a sharp stabbing pain on his back.
It was as if some kind of sharp weapon had cut the flesh and blood on his back.
Lin Bai didn't care about the injuries on his back, but hurriedly used his magic eyes to look forward. He saw that one of the stone bricks on the ancient path of the Holy Lord was loosened, and then he regained his composure.
"what?"
"Drawed up from the ground?"
Ordinary warriors would naturally not be able to see the movements of these things with their naked eyes, but under the gaze of Lin Bai's magic eyes, everything that appeared in the field of vision could not escape Lin Bai's eyes.
There was darkness and silence on the ancient road of the Holy Lord, and the stone bricks on the ground were inlaid with magic circle restrictions, which ordinary warriors could not destroy or pry.
But the moment Lin Bai turned around, he clearly saw that one of the stone bricks behind him showed signs of loosening.
Under the gaze of the magic pupil, two pictures quickly appeared in Lin Bai's mind. One was the picture before Lin Bai scanned it with the magic pupil, and the other was the picture after the stone brick became loose.
Comparing the two pictures, Lin Bai once again confirmed... that it was the strange movement coming from the stone brick.
"What is it?"
Lin Bai dispersed his thoughts and looked at his back. Sure enough, there was a slash across his back, and the blood marks on his bones could be seen deeply.
Fortunately, Lin Bai avoided it in time and was not cut in half by this blow.
"It's really dangerous."
That weird thing was elusive. If Lin Bai hadn't been traveling between life and death all year round and had extraordinary experience, it would have been difficult to avoid this blow.
But after calming down, Lin Bai began to think about what it was.
"What could this be?"
"This is the mausoleum of the Holy Lord. According to what the Holy Elders Luo Yuanjing and Li Guxian told me, after the ancestors of Jiuyou Demon Palace buried the Holy Lord here, they left behind many magical powers.
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"Generally speaking... it is absolutely impossible for warriors and creatures to live here for a long time in the so-called mausoleum. There are only four ways to stay in the mausoleum."
"The first type is the restriction of the magic circle."
"The second type is the mechanism puppet."
"The third type is soul refining."
"The fourth type is corpse refining."
There are only these four methods of guarding the tomb with the long sword.
But the Nine Nether Demon Palace, one of the most powerful sects in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm a hundred thousand years ago, and the mausoleum of the Holy Lord, definitely could not have only these four methods.
Lin Bai has already experienced these four common methods, including magic circle restriction, and they are indeed quite powerful.
"Is it a machine puppet? Or is it soul-refining and corpse-refining?"
Lin Bai took two steps back, carefully inspected the stone brick, and even used clever force to pry it, but in the end he could not shake it.
After some inspection, Lin Bai turned his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with light.
He stood up thoughtfully and continued to walk forward.
But after taking a few more steps, the feeling that made Lin Bai's heart palpitate appeared in his heart again, and the chill that came from the danger of death instantly filled his body.
"not good!"
Lin Bai subconsciously looked back, and his magic eyes opened immediately.
I saw the floor tiles on the ground shaking slightly, and the magic circle runes on them flashed, and a golden thread slashed across the sky.
Lin Bai hurriedly lowered his waist, and the silk thread was cut close to Lin Bai's chest, tearing off a piece of his robe.
This blow was again narrowly avoided by Lin Bai.
"It's not a puppet, it's a magic circle!"
When Lin Bai avoided the attack again, he didn't know whether it was because Lin Bai discovered the secret on the stone bricks, or because the magic circle was completely touched, causing the runes on the floor tiles on the entire Holy Lord's Ancient Road to light up.
Click, click, click... As the floor tiles shook continuously, golden threads flew out from both directions of Lin Bai's front and rear, that is, the advance and retreat of the Holy Lord's ancient road.
These golden threads seem weak and boneless, like smoke condensed, but they are extremely sharp and can easily split mountains.
Even though Lin Bai has a flying sword to protect his body and a five-element Taoist body, if he gets even a trace of it, he will definitely be cut in half instantly.
And now there are more and more silk threads appearing, and there are countless golden threads in both directions, like a rainstorm that is impenetrable, leaving almost no possibility for Lin Bai to escape.
"What kind of thread is this!"
Lin Bai hurriedly moved his body. Under the gaze of the demon pupil, Lin Bai found some flaws in the gaps of these threads with almost every difficulty, allowing Lin Bai to avoid the attacks of the threads.
"This doesn't seem to be a thread."
"This is sword energy!"
"Sword Qi turns into silk!"
As a sword cultivator, Lin Bai quickly realized that these were not threads at all, but strands of sword energy.
It's just that this magic circle has turned the sword energy into the shape of silk threads. The warriors who can arrange this magic circle not only have extraordinary attainments in the magic circle, but also have extraordinary skills in the way of the sword.
Where. Turning sword energy into silk is an extremely profound and unpredictable accomplishment in the way of swordsmanship. Even Lin Bai, who now has a fourth-level sword heart, can only barely do it.