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Chapter 382 Virtual Battlefield

It's just that when he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that those arrows disappeared directly after passing through his body, and there was no wound or blood on his body, but he really felt the pain.

"This? What's going on?" Wang Huai was shocked.

"Fool, it's just an illusion." The voice of the little princess in the sea of ​​consciousness sounded.

"Illusion?" Wang Huai straightened up, the scene in front of him remained the same, those arrows did not hit Wang Huai, but hit countless people. Wang Huai heard the wailing and saw countless people fall down, die, and then disappear.

Wang Huai thought of Su Yueyin's reminder to him before, saying that there would be many battles on ancient battlefields in Qingming Pagoda, and he could learn from them.

"If it's an illusion, why did I really feel the pain just now?" Wang Huai was a little puzzled. When those arrows penetrated his body, Wang Huai did feel pain.

"This should be the magic of this Qingming Tower. This should be a huge formation. Through these illusions to affect your perception, you can truly feel the cruelty of this battle, and you can even participate in it, but you Your body will not be really injured, the so-called pain is because your soul has been affected, so people who enter here can continue to practice on the battlefield to improve their own strength, as long as your soul is the most stable."

"It's amazing." Wang Huai couldn't help but sigh.

"However, this first floor is just a battle scene of a group of False Gods. To you, it doesn't make any sense. Go directly to the second floor." The little princess said.

Wang Huai nodded, and he also felt that the strength shown by the welcome on the battlefield in front of him was basically in the False God Realm. Such a battle really didn't have much meaning for him.

So Wang Huai stepped forward quickly, ignoring the fighting around him, and walked directly to the entrance of the next floor. Without any hesitation, Wang Huai stepped in.

Stepping into the second floor, Wang Huai obviously felt that the surrounding pressure was a lot heavier, and the air seemed to be filled with infinite terror, which was constantly exerted on Wang Huai, making him faintly retreat.

It's still a battlefield, but the people in this battlefield are more than several times stronger than they were on the first floor. What Wang Huai saw was two armies fighting, the smoke filled the battlefield, and the battlefield was covered with blood. Countless masters were on the ground. In mid-air, or holding a spear or short sword, or bare-handed, with a wave of hands, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the earth shook.

Because of the first-level experience, Wang Huai was no longer afraid of that cruel scene, knowing that it was all a phantom.

He walked into the battlefield slowly, feeling a little sick in his heart, the whole scene was filled with blood, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the field was disgusting.

Every stream of blood, every howl was extremely real.

The scene is illusory, but Wang Huai knows that this war is absolutely real, and all this has happened in a certain corner.

"This is a battle of Mahayana masters. By observing their battles, you should be able to understand something." The little princess said.

Wang Huai nodded. Indeed, facing the battle of these Mahayana masters in front of him, Wang Huai only felt his heart tremble.

"Waving your hands can break mountains and rivers, move mountains and seas, it is really strong, is this the power of a Mahayana master?" Wang Huai sighed.

"Strong ass, Mahayana masters can only say that they are not weak." The little princess said aloud.

Wang Huai did not refute, and directly sacrificed the Fuxi sword, raising the sword and joining the illusory battle.

Although it's just an illusion, Wang Huai can truly feel every attack of a Mahayana master, and he can feel and comprehend it repeatedly.

About half a day later, Wang Huai's body passed through the battlefield of the Mahayana master and came to the third floor.

"This third floor, should it be the battle of the masters of crossing the catastrophe?" Wang Huai expected in his heart, he already knew that above the Mahayana level was the level of crossing the catastrophe.

But after arriving, I found out that the third floor is the battlefield of half-step cross-tribulation masters, and Wang Huai also participated in it and felt it.

Although the people in the phantom did display extremely terrifying power, they were just phantoms after all, far from real masters.

In the first three floors, there was almost no obstacle to Wang Huai except for the increasing pressure around him.

When he left the third floor, a day had passed, and he came to the fourth floor. He thought it was the battlefield of the masters of crossing tribulation, but as soon as he stepped in, Wang Huai felt an extremely terrifying aura rushing towards his face. .

"boom"

Wang Huai only heard a thunderclap, and then his body was blown away.

"Boom"

Wang Huai struggled to stand up, and before he could take another look, he was struck by a bolt of lightning again, his head hurt intuitively, and his whole body almost turned into coke.

"This is a catastrophe." The little princess said.

"From half-step crossing the tribulation to a real master of crossing the tribulation, you need to experience the nine-day thunder calamity in the middle. What you feel now is the power of the thunder tribulation."

"What the hell, Lei Jie?" Wang Huai just felt a little bewildered, can he also encounter this kind of nonsense fantasy novel plot?

"I'm only at the early stage of the False God Realm. How can I survive the thunder tribulation? Isn't this courting death?" Although Wang Huai was crazy, he hadn't reached this point yet.

"It's all said to be an illusion, and the thunder disaster is the same. It won't really hurt your body, it's just testing your soul and will."

"Soul and will?"

If it is better than others, Wang Huai may not necessarily have the confidence, but the soul and will are Wang Huai's strong points.

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On the other side, Duan Dao stood at the entrance of the fourth floor, with a very ugly expression on his face. He insisted on passing the first three floors and gained a lot, but on the fourth floor, he was shocked by a thunderbolt just as he stepped in. The body was not injured, but the soul was trembling. He knew that if he forcibly entered the fourth floor, the soul would definitely be seriously injured, but he was not reconciled.

So, he gritted his teeth again and stepped forward, only to hear a bang, his whole body was blown away, and he fell to the ground and passed out.

Not only Duan Dao, but also Li Chunfeng also suffered heavy blows on the fourth level of soul.

In addition, Luo Shuihan, Aunt Zhang, and Yue Qingfeng gritted their teeth and survived the fourth floor, but they were knocked back without even entering the entrance of the fifth floor.

Three days have passed, Duan Dao, Li Chunfeng, Luo Shuihan, Yue Qingfeng and Aunt Zhang have all left Qingming Tower one after another, looking for opportunities elsewhere.

On the ground, in a certain room of Canglong Peak, the dean Mingcang stood there, in front of a black stone tablet, on which the flowing divine lines carved the shape of an upside-down tower.

This tower is Qingming Pagoda, Qingming Holy Land people can see which floor of Qingming Pagoda they have broken into.

Except for Duan Dao and Li Chunfeng who only reached the fourth floor, Luo Shuihan, Yue Qingfeng, and Aunt Zhang barely reached the fifth floor. With their talents, they will have no problem reaching Mahayana in the future.

Of course, to Ming Cang's relief, there are two people who have stabilized on the fifth floor, namely Wang Huai and Ming Shang.

The fifth floor, just as Wang Huai thought, is indeed the battlefield for the masters of tribulation.

In that battlefield, Wang Huai's soul was enduring the ravages again and again by the masters of crossing the catastrophe. He was in great pain and fainted several times, but every time he woke up, Wang Huai still stepped into it, and every time he was able to move forward more Walk a few steps and keep approaching the entrance leading to the sixth floor.

Finally, on the fifth day, Wang Huai came to the sixth floor.