Guoyun: My system rests with the country

This iron cable is about the thickness of a thigh, and is riveted together with countless oval rings.

God knows how such a heavy iron chain was connected to both sides in the first place.

At least with a hundred times of Lin Dong's strength, he pulled the iron chain with all his strength, but it was only lifted slightly.

This iron chain connects the two ends, the two sides are high and the middle is low, presenting an arc.

Lin Dong crawled on the iron chain, exerting a little force on his head and feet, and his body slid towards the middle.

It is estimated that there is geothermal water under the abyss, and steam rises from time to time, and when it encounters cold air, it turns into a strong wind.

The iron chains were wet and slippery, and moss was growing inside some of the iron rings.

Lin Dong slowly slid to the center, and suddenly a strong wind blew, making Lin Dong's body shake uncontrollably.

There was a steep cliff in front, and a bottomless cliff below. The iron chains were icy cold, and the wind was gusty. Lin Dong understood what old man Qingmu meant when he said that there is no one in ten.

Just relying on one's own strength, one would have to escape death if one were to pass through this iron chain.

Lin Dong clings tightly to the iron chain, and alternately pulls on the iron chain with both arms to drive his body forward.

Suddenly his hand slipped, and his body fell downwards. Fortunately, the other hand clasped the iron ring, and then he fell into the air with one arm.

Bai Ze yelled with both hands in the shape of a trumpet on the edge of the cliff, "Damn it, Lin Dong, be careful!"

Lin Dong used his forearm to pull himself up again with a single-arm pull-up.

The next distance was uphill in the opposite direction. The iron chain was slippery as if it had been oiled, and Lin Dong's strength was useless here.

With a thought, the Tiancong sword behind Lin Dong flew out of the scabbard with a bang.

Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and tightly hugging the iron chain with the other hand, with a burst of thoughts, the Tiancong sword dragged Lin Dong forward slowly.

This Tiancong sword is extremely weird. If ordinary people hold the Tiancong sword, it is just an amber transparent decoration.

The dull one can't even cut a melon.

But if the holder pours his mind power, the sword becomes very sharp again.

Its sharpness can no longer be described by blowing hair and breaking hair, cutting iron like mud.

Lin Dong once asked Haruhi Xue Nai to find a solid steel pillar with a thick bowl mouth, and after infusing it with thought power, he waved it lightly, and the steel pillar was split into two, the fracture was smooth and smooth like a mirror.

Lin Dong controlled the direction of the Tiancong sword, for fear of accidentally cutting off the chain.

At this moment, he is extremely envious of those who can fly with a sword in movies and novels. Flying with a sword and being dragged by a flying sword are simply two concepts.

In fact, Lin Dong has already tried it, and with his current mental strength, he can't support his own weight at all.

There is still a long way to go if you want to control the Tiancong sword with your mind, and then step on it to fly with the sword.

While exerting strength with his arms, Lin Dong used his thoughts to control the flying sword to move forward. Finally, he passed the chain and reached the other end.

There was a palm-sized platform where Lin Dong stepped on it. With his arms outstretched, he clasped the protruding scales of the sculpture tightly and began to climb up.

One of the eight events in Ozaki is freehand rock climbing at Angel Falls in Venezuela. Lin Dong doesn't know how difficult this extreme challenge is, but it is definitely not as good as climbing this abyssal cliff.

This sculpture is too realistic, and there is no extra gap for people to focus on. They often have to rely on a little distance to bear the weight of the whole body with their knuckles.

Fortunately, Lin Dong gained a hundred times strength, a hundred times agility, and a hundred times resilience.

Even with one finger, you can hang yourself for a long time.

A hundred times of agility makes his movements more flexible. Whether it is flipping, climbing or jumping, he can accurately grasp the attachment point and make himself as stable as the ground.

Not to mention a hundred times the recovery power, Lin Dong ate very full before setting off, and now he still feels full of strength all over his body.

Bai Ze stared intently through the flames, and Lin Dong was like a gecko or an ape, climbing across the cliff.

Several times of danger and danger, Bai Ze was terrified and sweated in his hands.

"Gan Linliang, a guy like Lin Dong deserves to be called a trump card agent. How can that old white face of Wantong dare to rely on the position of director."

After climbing on the shoulder of the monster, the next road was much easier. After several jumps and climbs, Lin Dong finally reached the top of the monster's head.

On the monster's head, the roots and horns stood upright, and Lin Dong walked inside, like walking through a stone forest.

In the middle, there is an open space with a radius of two meters, and a light brown mark appears on it like an old scar.

Lin Dong gritted his teeth, lifted the Tiancong sword upside down, aimed at the dent and thrust it down forcefully.

Hey~ hey~!

The blade was only inserted three inches into the tip of the sword, and then encountered resistance, and could no longer be inserted.

Lin Dong slapped his forehead, then poured his thoughts into the Tiancong sword, and pressed down hard again!
sigh~!

The blade is all the way to the handle!

Boom~!

The whole space shook slightly, and the surrounding iron chains jingled, as if the stone sculpture was struggling with pain.

Lin Dong held the hilt of the sword, supported his body, and waited for the sudden shaking to stop before pulling out the Tiancong sword.

Pale golden liquid gushed out of the groove like spring water. Lin Dong touched it and found it was sticky. He stared at the divine liquid in a daze.

"Hey, why does the color of this divine liquid look familiar?"

Lin Dong forgot that when he was in the hospital, nurse Xiao Li injected him with this kind of golden medicine on the last day, but it was deeper and purer than the golden color of this divine liquid.

At this moment, the blood stone hanging around Lin Dong's neck jumped by itself.

He felt the hostility of the sacred blood stone again, and couldn't help touching the sacred blood stone with his hand.

As soon as the hand that was stained with the divine liquid came into contact with the sacred blood stone, the sacred blood stone immediately glowed red.

Under the glow of the red light, the golden liquid was being absorbed by the bloodstone visible to the naked eye.

Lin Dong was stunned. It was just a stone. No matter who looked at it, it was just a red and ordinary stone.

Why is this stone like a sponge, able to absorb liquid, and where did the absorbed liquid go!
Lin Dong didn't do anything, and directly put the blood stone into the liquid that overflowed from the groove.

The sacred blood stone suddenly glowed red, like a small lantern.

The red radiance shone around, making the whole monster's head look like a fire.

This small bloodstone, like a traveler who is about to die of thirst in the desert, suddenly finds an oasis.

Lin Dong rubbed his eyes, and with the continuous reduction of the liquid, the blood stone actually became bigger.

Lin Dong's eyes lit up, and seeing that the overflowing liquid was about to dry up, he raised the Tiancong sword, aimed at the dent with his thoughts, and thrust down again.

sigh~!

The shock was more obvious this time, and Lin Dong could vaguely hear a roar.

The golden liquid gushed out again, and Lin Dong submerged the larger blood stone in it again.

Sacred Blood Stone, Sacred Blood Stone, Lin Dong chewed this word over and over again, and only then did he understand.

The blood stone is not a stone made of blood,
Rather, this stone likes to drink the blood of the gods!