"Is this the second level?" Liu Shoucai took a deep breath and felt a very fresh air.

Very good, there is no dry and hot feeling, and there is no such flame breath rushing into the nose.

"The exit is ahead, let's go out." Jiukong pointed to the front and said.

"Let's go! Let's see what it is in the second level!" Liu Shoucai pointed at the front and shouted loudly.

Only Ling Muzi whispered: "Did all the people we came here before go out from here?"

Liu Shoucai was stunned and looked down. He found that the dust on the ground was very heavy, not like he was walking out here. He frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid it's not!"

Then Liu Shoucai turned on the analysis mode, pinched his nose and guessed: "It seems that this time is the same as the last time. When he comes in, he randomly sent out groups or individuals. We have seen that the three-person model has not changed much, so there may be thousands of entrances in this world, and there is only one exit pattern."

"It is possible that you should be careful when you go out. You can use it to improve your strength in the first level. I'm afraid it won't be so easy when you get here." Ling Muzi said.

Liu Shoucai also nodded in agreement: "Yes, the first level is considered an improvement, and the second level is probably starting to sharpen the foundation, and survive the fittest."

"Be careful in everything." Jiukong said.

Ye Rong roared excitedly: "Finally come out!"

After roaring, he became lonely again: "I can never go back."

Liu Shoucai comforted him: "Who said he couldn't go back? As long as you can become a god!"

"Become a god... can I?"

"Everything has spirituality. To become a god requires not only luck but also opportunity and strength. Every cultivator has a chance, and you are the same." Ling Muzi said. This is not a comfort, because no cultivator dares to say that he is destined to become a god, and those geniuses can only guarantee that they will become a demigod without falling.

But gods are a huge threshold. Throughout history, countless practitioners have truly become gods?

It is said that there are only more than a hundred people in the sky and on the ground.

"Look at Shinwohu first, he may not be able to do it!" Liu Shoucai said.

Shinwohu can no longer speak, and there are still symbols of divine texts on his body, but this is the power of blood and has nothing to do with his life.

"It's really not possible. We can hold on for about half an hour at most." Ling Muzi checked and sighed.

"A person who is persistent in dreams, although his bloodline is mixed, it is undeniable that this guy has a persistent heart, and like all living beings, yearn for freedom and dreams."

"It's a pity that it will eventually turn into a pile of dead bones."

"It's not entirely true. Zhenwu's house has divine materials to pass on the bloodline. After death, the body will produce certain divine materials due to the bloodline, which is hard to find in the world!"

"Ye Rong, run out and take him to see this other world." Ling Muzi ordered.

He molten and rushed out.

"What are you doing?" Jiukong saw a golden light flashing in Liu Shoucai's hand, and then the golden hand pressed on Shigodu's forehead.

Liu Shoucai looked up and smiled slightly, saying, "He can't see outside anymore, I'll weave a beautiful dream for him."

Ling Muzi sighed and did not stop Liu Shoucai from being 'willful'. It was rare that the junior brother was not stingy once, so he had fulfilled Zhenwu's house.

No one will ever know what Magodo's dream is like, because he only has a moment.

In a moment, it is eternal. Although it is short, it may be the happiest thing in my life in my dream.

Several people saw his gradually unfolding eyebrows and smiles slowly emerged from the corners of his mouth.

Then the body became colder and colder, and gradually lost its temperature.

In the end, only a thin shell was left on Magodo's body, and the divine text flashed slightly.

The outside world is really good, with sunshine, green grass, and birds and insects. This is a nearly complete world that can deceive people's eyes and senses.

On the grass, a black corpse was missing from arms and lower limbs. The corpse was shrouded in a layer of black with a divine light, which was mysterious.

"I left, I fell alone on the road to my dream." Liu Shoucai said with a smile. He was used to seeing death, and only a young man like Magoho gave him a considerable impact.

"Let's just bury it like this!" Ling Muzi said.

"Didn't you talk about divine materials? Why don't you keep them?" Zhi Rong lacked this experience and only felt that the saying that divine materials were difficult to find in the world was very important.

"This is the only one he left in this world. The divine material can last for millions of years and has spirituality. Perhaps he can survive for a long time."

"It's a pity that he is no longer him."

"It's okay, this is also a kind of immortality. Who knows what will happen in billions of years? It's very peaceful and suitable for burying bones." Ling Muzi said.

...

After burying Shinwo's house, Liu Shoucai and others set out on the road again.

On the way, Liu Shoucai suddenly said, "Do you find it strange?"

"What's strange?" Jiukong asked.

Liu Shoucai patted the molten back under his butt and said, "Why do I feel like we are getting more and more crowded?"

"squeeze?"

"That's right, Yu Rong, wait a moment!" Liu Shoucai stood up, jumped off Yu Rong's back, then stood on the ground and looked up.

"Shimeng, have you not noticed your changes?"

At this time, Liu Shoucai and Jiukong also jumped down and looked up.

"There is indeed a change in good melting." Ling Muzi said.

Jiukong walked to Yu Rong's legs, gestured with his hands on his head, and said, "Ye Rong, you have become smaller!"

Yu Rong was surprised and said, "I don't think so."

"Yes, you have indeed become smaller. It's a lot smaller than when you came in just now." Liu Shoucai said affirmatively.

"Don't you feel that you have changed?" Liu Shoucai turned around and asked again.

Modify and shake your head.

"Let's stop and observe!" Liu Shoucai said again.

Jiukong and Ling Muzi also nodded in agreement. Since they are a team, the changes in Yurong are very noticeable.

The time here seems to be constant. After walking for more than an hour, the sun in the sky is still hanging in that position, without any trace of moving.

Liu Shoucai opened his arms to feel the sunshine, but immediately frowned slightly and said, "Strange, I can't feel the warmth of the sunshine."

Jiukong's body is the most sensitive to temperature. If you take a little attention, you will find: "Yes, there is no temperature at all!"

"The world here is even more weird!" Ling Muzi said, "Be careful, how about Yumeng?"

Yu Rong replied: "I'm fine!"

"No, you are not good!" Liu Shoucai said suddenly, because he saw that the erectile swell was much smaller than before. At this time, the erectile swell was no longer a giant, at most it was considered huge.

"How long has it been?" Liu Shoucai turned around and asked Ling Muzi.

Ling Muzi estimated it and said, "About an hour."

Liu Shoucai frowned slightly and said, "The strength of Yumeng does not seem to have decreased, but it is shrinking. According to this standard, three to four hours will shrink to the size of a horse."

Ling Muzi and Jiukong were both surprised by the changes in Yu Rong. Could it be that no creature in every level cannot leave? Is this a punishment?

"It's a little trouble now. I originally thought I could quickly explore the world of the second level with my molten body shape and speed." Liu Shoucai said. This was a way I thought of before. His mistake in the first level did not take the initiative to go to the center of the world, and he did not get any clues at all. If he hadn't hit a lot of slap in the last moment and won a lot of "Fire Tree Blue Crystals". I'd probably be a real failure.

Similarly, if the third brother Ling Muzi had not become one of the nine "big figures" in the end, he would have suffered greater losses and might even fail completely.

When I think of this, I feel chill.

Even if you can live here for ten thousand years, even if you finally go out, you may have hundreds of years left. Having your own relatives and friends outside, hundreds of years is enough to turn everything into dust and bury it into loess. This is something that Liu Shoucai cannot bear.

"It's really troublesome, but it's also balanced us. The competition relationship between us has returned to the previous level." Ling Muzi comforted. At this time, we can't get angry, gains and losses. The other teams are in groups of three, and there are four here.
Chapter completed!