"Ah...... Spare me once, let me go...... You don't want to die well...... Ahh

Screaming miserably, begging for mercy turned into a scream, the young swordsman did not hold on after all, and after dying many times in a row, he never possessed himself again.

This is a spiritual space, where the will is still alive and can be immortal.

It's a pity that the pain of breaking souls, the torture of death again and again, not everyone can hold on.

"Who the hell made this evil thing?"

Lu Chuan stared at his hands with an ugly face.

He clearly felt that every time the young swordsman died, an inexplicable force entered his body.

To be precise, it is to go straight into the spirit.

There is even a little scattered, blurry image.

Until the young swordsman actually died, these images seemed to be played with by a pair of invisible hands, overlapping each other, and they were some scattered fragments of memory.

Even if he was as strong-willed as he was, when this fragment of memory was solidified, he was almost fainted by the impact.

Thinking about it, it's also uncomfortable to be stuffed into a mess of things in your head for no reason.

It's not directly crazy, it's all determined.

Not only that, but there was also the power that filled his spirit like a sweet spring, which made him want to experience it again.

The pleasure is so fulfilling, unforgettable, and addictive like a drug.

But in this pleasure, what accompanied it was Sen Ran who made Lu Chuan shudder, like falling into an ice cellar.

This method, of course, can be improved beyond imagination in a short period of time, and it can plunder others to make up for itself, how is it different from the evil spirit?

Lu Chuan's face was gloomy.

He also pursues the code of conduct of the law of the jungle, but he also has his own moral bottom line, which is somewhat unacceptable no matter what.

But in this strange spiritual space, there is the great power of heaven and earth drawn by that strange array, but it is not something he can contend with.

"Feiyunpu Moyun Valley ......"

Thinking of Feiyunpu, the tunnel covered with corpses and the underground dark river that could not be cleaned, Lu Chuan's heart was gloomy.

It seems that there is an invisible hand that controls everything.

In this evil place, people feed on people and cultivate something.

Airplanes!

While thinking to himself, the corridor shook endlessly, and the light and shadow distorted, as if nothing had changed, but there was one more person in the field.

This person, like the young swordsman before, killed Lu Chuan without saying a word.

Obviously, I also know that after killing my opponent, I will get unimaginable benefits.

Faced with such a situation, Lu Chuan could not retreat.

After a tragic fight, this strong divine consciousness that had already entered the top of the first grade was also killed by Lu Chuan.

The same power was integrated into the body, and the impact of the mental memory fragments made Lu Chuan not calm down for a while.

In particular, the conflict between the two external forces and the fragments of memory, even with his will, is difficult to erase in a short period of time.

Although there is a formation to draw the great power of heaven and earth, and to sort out these two external forces and memory fragments, it is not a power that belongs to oneself after all.

The subtle differences, the indescribable awkwardness, and the constant flashing of memory fragments in my mind are enough to drive life crazy.

Thanks to Lu Chuan, there is no obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm going crazy by now!

But even so, the impact again and again, as if someone was scratching the glass, testing and stimulating his bottom line, still made him want to go crazy.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan still has a persistence in his heart, upholding his own beliefs and sticking to his heart.

"I can't go on like this, or I won't wake her up, and I'll sink into this chaotic memory and go crazy!"

Lu Chuan thought so, and carefully observed this spiritual space.

The bizarre lines began to distort again, as if the next person was about to teleport over.

He didn't dare to bet on whether Li Yuehua would be next.

If two people meet, one of them will inevitably die here, and the other will forever become a memory.

No matter who it is, it is the most cruel thing.

What's more, it's a good thing to meet him, after all, you can discuss a thing or two, even if you can't change the ending.

If you meet someone else, it's hard to say.

"Fight for it!"

As soon as Lu Chuan thought of this, the color of perseverance and madness flashed in his eyes, and before the Yongdao was abstract and distorted again, a rich golden light appeared around him, and he rushed towards the distorted light.

The golden brilliance seemed to come to life, twisted and circulating, like Sanskrit, and it was the secret technique he had comprehended from the "Vajra Prajna".

This method has the effect of consolidating the mind and calming the mind.

Swish!

Lu Chuan, who rushed into the distorted light, felt as if his whole body had been torn to pieces, just like when he came to this realm at the beginning of the year, the memories of the two fused together, and that muddy night.

I have to say that although I have 'enjoyed' this kind of soul-splitting pain more than once, I can't talk about any experience, and even the pain is still unbearable, but fortunately, I have finally endured it.

Lu Chuan is more experienced and capable than anyone else to withstand such a painful baptism.

He didn't know what way others would choose when they encountered such a situation, but he just gritted his teeth and sprinted forward desperately.

Even if you hit the south wall, you won't look back, you will either be crushed or broken through the south wall.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of this spirit that he suddenly felt lighter after he had endured the painful torture of not knowing how long he had forgotten time.

Although it can't be said to be like a milk swallow in her arms, or like a fish in water, at least it's much easier than before.

Lu Chuan silently realized that he seemed to have entered a strange state, as if he could vaguely feel the changes in the operation of the great array and the great power of heaven and earth.

It's just that his strength is too weak, or rather, not enough to change anything, so he can barely exist between the two.

But this state of affairs did not last long.

When manpower is poor.

Lu Chuan's personal strength is too small after all, and he is unable to resist the great array of guidance, and even the strengthened power of heaven and earth.

If you want to get out of this predicament, you must come up with a way out of it before your own strength is worn out.

Or, get out of this state and re-enter the layout of the unknown black hand, and continue to fight until the final winner is decided.

Otherwise, they can only wait to be worn out and die, leaving no trace.

"Hoo ......"

Lu Chuan followed the distorted light and strange space, like a swimming fish, barely squeezing forward and swimming, constantly observing, not letting go of the slightest abnormal change.

The emperor lives up to his wishes.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally figured out a little pattern, and in the distorted light, something different seemed to be beating.

Thinking back to all the changes before, I can finally determine that it is someone fighting.

"No, if this is someone fighting, it's definitely more than nine!"

Lu Chuan found that the changes in light and shadow formed by the battle were dozens, if not hundreds.

Thinking back to the two people who had fought with him before, he realized that they were not any of the seven people he saw when he entered the high platform.

He has always been in the hands of the seventh person here, and forced out the "Dragon Stinging Gong", and he is the eighth.

In other words, even if one person does not know, it can only be the ninth, not two who do not know.

"This mental space has affected my memory!"

This discovery made Lu Chuan certain a fact, so much so that he ignored an extremely terrifying and terrible truth.

"Innate Grandmaster, Shenqiao Tongyi, Martial Dao will last forever, if this is the case, wouldn't those tomb keepers be able to use this method to resurrect again?"

No wonder he felt a little strange, but he never found out what the problem was.

The strength of the young swordsman, although it was the pinnacle of the second grade, but his experience was extremely old and spicy, forcing him to use almost all his strength except for the secret technique.

Although there are many outstanding people in the world, not everyone can compare with Yun Ye.

And so far, Lu Chuan has only met such a martial artist of the same level who can go head-to-head with him, and even crush himself.

If it is really as he thinks, then the nine people outside are nothing more than a cover.

"No, the avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, if you don't go to one of them, there will be a glimmer of life, this is probably the fact that it is difficult for manpower to change!

Although this place is transformed by the great power of the great array to pull the heavens and the earth, this formation must also be made by man.

That person may have wanted to erase that glimmer of life with this, but he never thought about it, making this glimmer of vitality more obvious.

Or rather, it has become a flaw here. ”

Lu Chuan was very sure that he had found a way to escape, but he was not sure for a while how to implement it.

"Those old guys in An Daozi, saying that this is the tomb of the deceased, is it because there were acquaintances who also stepped into this trap, or ......"

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Chuan's mind flashed into his mind, as if he had figured out something.

"Found it!"

Finally, Lu Chuan found a somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar light change, and his intuition told him that this was the person he was looking for.

Swish!

Almost without any hesitation, Lu Chuan broke away from the distorted light and entered a corridor.

"Hahaha, give up resistance, you're not my opponent!"

A wild laugh came into his ears, but he saw a middle-aged man holding a giant sword, splitting a woman in white who looked in a trance and was a little crazy, and her arms were shattered.

"Humph!"

Lu Chuan's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he raised his knife and killed him.

While!

In the sound of gold and iron, the two of them were separated with a touch.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Chuan in disbelief.

"The man who killed you!"

Lu Chuan's expression was cold, and he swung his knife and slashed wildly.

Not to be outdone, the middle-aged man roared and killed Lu Chuan.

The two fought together, but the woman in white rushed in as if she didn't feel pain, and swung her sword at the two of them.

Thanks to Lu Chuan's strength, while barely suppressing the woman in white, he did not hesitate to use secret techniques to finally behead the middle-aged man under the knife.

The woman in white refused to give up, and she didn't recognize Lu Chuan at all, and was finally stopped by him with a special technique.

"Huh!"

Lu Chuan applied the King Kong order comprehended in "King Kong Glass", exhaled and opened his voice, pinched the seal in his hand, and pointed at the eyebrows of the woman in white.

The woman in white was in a trance for a moment, and finally saw Lu Chuan's face clearly, and pounced in disbelief.

"Why are you here?"