Chapter 1262 A Hundred Years of Crazy War

Wanshan Island, this is a very wonderful island. There are peaks of different shapes on the island. Some tower into the clouds, some pierce the sky like divine swords, some peaks are dead, some are frozen, and some are frozen. Some peaks are even more like strange beings.

Each mountain peak is not connected to each other. These tens of thousands of isolated peaks can be regarded as a wonder.

After walking onto this island, there are already a large number of gods living here, but most of them were brought here by people. Only nine gods made it here by relying on their own abilities.

The group got to know each other, and after eating and drinking, the other nine gods immediately found Zhou Tong and introduced him to some of the rules of the island.

The snow islands and volcanic islands in front have their own rules, that is, every thousand years, the clones of those gatekeepers will be on the islands, and they will die if they can't hold it on.

But the third island, Wanshan Island, has no such rules. It is a very safe place. The only exception is that there will be a disaster when a new person comes to the island.

Every time a new person comes to the island, there will be a monster attack. The people who go to meet the enemy must be a few of them who broke through the barrier alone and came here. Those gods brought here by them cannot take action.

"Every time there is a disaster like this, a god will fall!" One of the gods sighed.

Another god said: "Actually, the Moon Pool is also reminding us to practice well and not waste time here, so there is such pressure. Only when the strength is strong enough, when the new god enters here, we can Survive the disaster.”

Several other gods also expressed their opinions one by one, either with emotion or as if giving last words, and it was very lively for a while.

"What if I break through before the disaster strikes?" Zhou Tong suddenly spoke.

In an instant, the originally lively conversation suddenly became quiet. All the gods fell silent, widened their eyes, and looked at Zhou Tong in astonishment. (⊙⊙)

"No one really knows about this problem!" A god hesitated, "Even according to the legends left by the predecessors, no one set out immediately after arriving at Wanshan Island..."

"But according to the rules, when the new gods come to the island, disasters will befall them; but if you break through now, it means you are no longer here... What are the rules of Moonlight Pool based on?" Another One of the gods was also curious.

"Brother Jiehuo, are you really going to break through the barrier now?" At this time, Feiyou God, the strongest among the gods, looked at Zhou Tong.

"My way must be found in battle!" Zhou Tong said softly.

"The next place we go to the fourth island is called the 'Demon Ice Valley'. There are countless monsters hidden in it. It is unimaginable how many monsters there are. The requirement to break through the level is to keep killing and killing, and try to kill as many monsters as possible. After a hundred years of killing, , will judge whether you can enter the fourth island based on the number of monsters you kill." Fei You Tianshen said, "The continuous killings will definitely not be able to withstand the divine power, and you can only use infinite power such as sword power and Tai Chi power. Endless original power will do. Have you really decided?"

"I have made up my mind. Let's set off now. If you are willing to follow me, enter my mansion. If not, just pretend that I never said this!" Zhou Tong looked at the group of gods in front of him.

For a moment, everyone else was hesitant and no one expressed their stance.

In the original book, the reason why this group of people were willing to follow Ji Ning was because Ji Ning showed his strength when the disaster struck, giving them hope of getting out.

Now that Zhou Tong has not shown any strength, they are naturally hesitant and do not want to bet their wealth and lives on an unknown person.

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "I understand!"

Then, he turned and left.

Looking at Zhou Tong's leaving figure, the eyes of the gods were a little complicated.

"I heard that he got here in one go. He wouldn't want to get through in one go, right?" A god was a little doubtful.

"Who knows? But since he has such confidence, his strength must not be too bad. Maybe he can get through, but he has never shown his strength. I can't say for sure. Maybe he died inside... "

All of these gods were hesitant and wanted to follow, but they couldn't make up their minds.

On the other side, Zhou Tong finally walked onto the wooden bridge and finally arrived at the Demonic Ice Valley.

"A hundred years of fighting that can't stop for a moment... This is probably my first time in the world!" Zhou Tong recalled some of his experiences in other worlds.

His longest battle was when he was in the world of immortality. The ancestor dragon used all his resources to give him a six-path reincarnation trial. But that trial was also divided into six times, each lasting ten years, and there was still time to rest in between. It was not like the current Demonic Ice Valley, where the battle lasted for hundreds of years without rest.

"It's time to fight. In a hundred years, I should have reached a level that was unimaginable before!" Zhou Tong did not think any more and stepped directly into the Demonic Ice Valley.

"kill!"

"Kids, kill!"

"Haha, someone is here again, kill!"

As soon as I stepped into the Demon Ice Valley, a large group of demons rushed out screaming.

"Just think of it as practicing sword practice, practicing with countless lives. This is the first time in countless years!"

Zhou Tong's swords all came out. He held a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, and rushed into the middle of the group of monsters.

There is a hint of black sword power in the gold, and a hint of crimson sword power in the red. With the power of both swords and swords at the same time, Zhou Tong is like a tiger among sheep, and no demon is his enemy.

"Clang!", "Zheng!", "Dang!"...

The sword lights and sword shadows bloomed in this demonic ice valley. Bright sword lights flew out one after another. Countless demons received and received the brilliant sword lights one after another.

This was simply massacre. His killing speed was so fast that it was like a meat grinder rushing forward. Monsters who were comparable to gods fell under his sword one after another.

Time passed day by day and year by year in the battle.

Almost every year, Zhou Tong's sword power and sword power undergo huge transformations and become stronger and stronger.

Gradually, the black color on his sword power became more intense, and the silvery white color on his sword power became more dazzling. Whether it is the fourth chapter of Wu Bao's Swordsmanship or his sword skills, they are also making steady progress in fighting and killing.

Finally, thirty years after he entered the Demonic Ice Valley, his sword and sword suddenly became much purer. The power of the sword as black as ink and the power of the silver-white sword finally reversed, which also foreshadowed his future. The power of the sword and the power of the sword have finally advanced.

The fourth realm!