Those ghosts seemed to have an indelible hatred for him, and they pounced one after another. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Some bite with their teeth, some pinch with their hands, but wherever they can attack, it becomes the place where they can go down and where they start.

Nie Tong subconsciously waved the big knife in his hand, and found that the waist knife that had drunk the blood was gone. He instinctively danced his arms, but they were grabbed by ghosts. He wanted to escape, he wanted to dodge the attack, and his legs were haunted by many ghosts, and he couldn't move a bit. Fortunately, his skin is tough and unbreakable, and it is useless for the ghosts to pull and bite.

However, what made Nie Tong unbearable was that there was a ghost who kept choking his neck and didn't let go, making it difficult for him to breathe and suffocating. Nie Tong didn't dare to open his eyes to look at those ghosts, but he still couldn't help but look at the ghost who grabbed his neck with his divine sense.

The ghost turned out to be his mother! This made him instantly frightened and inexplicable, as if in a dream, and it felt very unreal. Why her? Wasn't she sucked into the tower? Am I dead, or am I dreaming?

Nie Tong saw his mother's soul and saw his mother's expression of wanting to strangle him immediately, and he felt suffocated, but he had doubts about his own situation. However, the real pain in his neck and the difficulty of breathing made him have to admit that he was suffering a real ordeal.

He really wanted to get rid of all the ghosts around him, but he was entangled by countless ghosts, and he couldn't move his hands and feet. He could only stand helplessly in place and accept the verdict of fate. Breathing became more and more difficult, and it was as if he felt the call of death.

Feeling the breath of the gossamer, Nie Tong was so anxious, but helpless! He was unwilling to die, and he still had things in his heart. Ye Wuregret, who was as close as his sister, was still lying on the ground, waiting for him to come to the rescue. But what could he do? He...... You can't even save yourself!

No one came to the rescue, no miracles happened! Nie Tong felt that his soul had gone out of his body, wandering in the dark world. He was scared, scared of this dark world. At the same time, doubts arose in his heart. Since I have departed my soul, why didn't there be a vortex in the sky? And this ...... And where?

He had a question, but no one could answer it. There was not a glimmer of light around, he just wandered aimlessly...... I don't know how many years have passed, and I have no direction.

Gradually, he lost his fear, but he involuntarily felt lonely and helpless. His heart was terrified again. Fear of loneliness, fear of not finding a way home.

Loneliness is a bad mood! Nie Tong was lonely, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to relieve his loneliness by remembering something, but he found that his brain was blank, and he couldn't remember everything that had happened, as if all his memories had disappeared out of thin air.

Has it been a long time? Why don't you even have a memory? Alas! Where the hell is this? Am I really dead and can't go back? Nie Tong didn't know what was going on, and he was restless.

As time passed, wandering endlessly, his brain became more and more confused, forgetting loneliness, no restlessness, chaos gradually replaced Qingming.

The soul is always wandering, the surroundings are always dark and lightless, and there is no different scenery to enjoy. Anyway, he couldn't see, so he simply closed his eyes and tried to sleep. When you fall asleep, you're all right. Because when you fall asleep, you don't have to pass the time with boredom.

He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't. The more you want to sleep, the harder it is to fall asleep. He even heard voices, heard indignant rebukes.

"Nie Tong, why didn't you come to save me? Bad brother! You're the bad guy......"

The sound seems far away, yet it is clearly audible; And it seems to be very close, as if it comes from the depths of the soul. Hearing the voice, Nie Tong was suddenly startled, and at the same time very happy. However, when he looked around, his mood returned to indifference. The world is still dark, and there is no light around!

The sound did not disappear, but gradually faded, like a murmur, like a Sanskrit chanting. Nie Tong suddenly had the thought of self-blame, as if he was reminded by the muttering voice. He remembered Ye Wuregret, who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death, and remembered the gray mandarin duck who was taken away by Mu Shuiling. The floodgates of memory gradually opened, and all kinds of thoughts came flooding in......

The world in my eyes suddenly changed, and it became bright again. He saw that he was still besieged by countless ghosts. They just surround and stop attacking. Inside the encirclement, he actually saw Ye Wuregret lying on the ground. Ye Wuregret was still motionless, as if he was asleep.

Where is this? Where did the demon path go? What about Guan Daxia? What about the corpses on the ground? Am I no longer in the secret room? Nie Tong was suspicious, but he still stepped forward as soon as possible. He helped Ye Wuregret sit up, shook her, and shouted loudly for her to wake up.

"Sister, sister without regrets, wake up! Wake up! The young lady ...... "However, Ye Wuregret didn't react, his body was as soft as wet noodles, and he could feel the temperature of his body, even if he didn't open his eyes, he couldn't feel the slightest breath."

Suddenly, Nie Tong was hit by the palm wind, and his body rolled out. He turned his head to look and saw a beautiful female ghost waving at him. Nie Tong remembered that she was Bai Zhixin who was attached to Yang Hua, a villager in Liuhua, but he didn't understand why she wanted to beat him. There were also a few ghosts around smiling gloatingly, but their expressions were more ugly than crying. Nie Tong felt that they were familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were.

"We have no grudges, why are you beating me?"

Nie Tong yelled at Bai Zhixin. Bai Zhixin didn't speak, just raised his hand to demonstrate at him. Nie Tong no longer paid attention to her, and crawled towards Ye Wuregret again. However, whenever he wanted to get close to Ye Wuregret, Bai Zhixin would wave his palm and slap him away. He couldn't get close to Ye Wuregret.

Just when he was anxious, the gray mandarin duck flew suddenly. Nie Tong was overjoyed in his heart and opened his mouth to call for it. The gray mandarin duck didn't look at him, and fell straight to Ye Wuregret's side. Ye Wuregret suddenly woke up and climbed directly onto the gray mandarin duck's back.

Nie Tong couldn't believe his eyes, and when he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, the gray mandarin duck turned out to be as huge as the colorful mandarin duck. It flapped its wings and flew up, carrying Ye Wuregret to fly high into the air and into the distance. From beginning to end, Gray Mandarin Duck and Ye Wuregret didn't look at him.

Nie Tong was so anxious that he shouted: "Hey, gray mandarin duck, stop!" Sister, where are you going? Hurry down, my brother is here! ”

The gray mandarin duck flew farther and farther away with Ye Wuregret, without looking back. Nie Tong chased after him, shouting while chasing. The surrounding ghosts disappeared into thin air, as if they had never appeared. He didn't have time to think about it, he just desperately chased after the gray mandarin duck and chased Ye Wuregret.

The gray mandarin duck carried Ye Wuregret all the way to the west, flying farther and farther. Nie Tong watched their whereabouts as he chased after them. I don't know when, the ground under my feet has turned into an endless prairie, and the gray mandarin duck is gone. Invisible to the naked eye, he locked on with his divine sense and continued to chase.

After all, the two legs were not as good as flying, and Nie Tong's divine sense could not see the figure of the gray mandarin duck in the end. He was not reconciled, so he used the true qi in his body with all his might, trying to make his divine sense be able to see further. At this time, he heard deafening thunder again and saw lightning. With the help of the light of lightning, he saw the gray mandarin duck again, and saw Ye Wuregret on the gray mandarin duck's back. Despite the distance, he felt their silhouettes distinctly clear.

Unfortunately, the lightning only lasted for a moment, and then it no longer appeared, and even the thunder that shook the ear drums disappeared. Nie Tong refused to give up the chase, even if he couldn't see the gray mandarin duck, he kept running. It wasn't until he was so exhausted that he couldn't run anymore that he fell to the ground and wanted to fall asleep.

The scene suddenly changed again, and he found himself sitting on a bed in a small room, meditating and cultivating, running the week. Carefully identifying, the hut turned out to be the barracks where the "Eight Kings" held him. Divine sense scanned, and there were indeed soldiers guarding outside, and he couldn't get out at all.

Since I can't get out, I have to face reality. Nie Tong meditated and cultivated with peace of mind, and gradually entered a deep state of silence. He entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man again, forgetting himself and the passage of time......

All of this is a long story. In the real world, Nie Tong is still in a secret room. In the battle for true qi, an accident occurred in the demon path, and Nie Tong seized the opportunity. The true qi in the demon Dao's body was very appetizing to the "Black Dan", causing the Black Dan to go berserk. The huge true air flow was continuously conveyed, impacting Nie Tong's meridians. Before his consciousness could fully regain his consciousness, he fell into a terrible magical calamity.

The Magical Tribulation is a calamity that the monk will inevitably overcome when he cultivates to improve. It is a human catastrophe, but also a psychological catastrophe. This calamity should have occurred when the monk was promoted from the minor Sunday to the great Sunday meditation. The monk was lucky enough to enter the realm of forgetting things and self, and the operation of the Great Zhou Tian allowed the monk to absorb more heaven and earth aura, and the realm was able to break through and his strength was improved. A relatively large amount of true air flow hits the originally narrow meridians, resulting in a "cracking" sound. The monk in the silence heard it very clearly, like thunder. That's when the Magic Tribulation came into being.

The Magic Tribulation is actually a demonic barrier, a demon in the heart, and it is very terrifying! Because the demons are negative emotions and bad feelings such as uneasiness and fear released by the monk in his subconscious state. The so-called "road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high." When the monk releases the "demon" in his heart, he will hallucinate, and he will be unrestrained and reckless in the illusion. If you can't break the delusion, you will completely lose yourself and eventually die. It is conceivable how dangerous and terrible the magic robbery is!

It stands to reason that Nie Tong has long learned how to run the Great Zhou Tian, and this magical tribulation should have happened a long time ago. However, Nie Tong had a pure nature, and he didn't have much experience in the world, so at that time, there was nothing negative to release, and the demons in his heart could not be generated, and the magic tribulation naturally would not appear. Now, he has experienced a lot of terrible things himself, so the Magic Tribulation was born.

What is worrying is that Nie Tong has not been able to get out of the dangerous magic tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation that belongs to him has also arrived.

Thunder roared, lightning shook the world, and a devastating catastrophe descended on the secret room.

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