This giant peak is a large section higher than the surrounding mountains, such as standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking all directions, the four fields are open, and it is the old man in gray who deliberately chooses it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dragging his injured body, he was brought back to the top of this giant peak by the old man in gray, Feng Xiaoyi didn't know what he was going to do, and suddenly, he felt that his pressure had skyrocketed, and he was almost crushed down.

"Sit down and stay still!"

The gray-clothed old man shouted in a low voice, and at this time, Feng Xiaoyi, who was holding on to a heavy mountain like a heavy mountain, saw that there were arm-thick rays of light crawling out on the ground, intersecting and connecting with each other, forming a formation carved on the ground.

As soon as the formation was formed, the flame energy of the scorching sun falling in the sky gathered, and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, making people feel as hot as being in a furnace!

The old man in gray kept walking, stepping out calmly, and his back was little by little away in Feng Xiaoyi's eyes, and he had been walking outside this huge formation.

"Bang!"

The gravity kept increasing, and the pressure of Feng Xiaoyi doubled, and finally he sat cross-legged on the ground, right in the center of the formation, where the gravity still did not decrease, maintaining a certain level, just enough not to hurt his body, but also to make it difficult for him to move in the slightest.

A very wonderful feeling, as if there was a pair of invisible giant hands in the void that firmly pressed him and grabbed him, only if he didn't struggle to resist, he didn't feel much pressure, but once he moved, it was like carrying a hundred thousand mountains, and he couldn't even breathe.

As time passed, more and more flame energy gathered in the formation, and the surrounding area became more and more scorching, and Feng Xiaoyi's attention also shifted from the pressure on his body to the surrounding heat.

"Don't you want to know how you got over during that coma, now is the time to taste for yourself!" Outside the formation, the impersonal voice of the gray-clothed old man came.

There are as many as seven wounds on his body, and those three serious places have been making Feng Xiaoyi endure it all the time, but now, his whole body is burning like fire, and those bloody and blurred wounds are like being imprinted by a red-hot soldering iron!

"Snort!"

Bursts of mist began to emerge from the wounds on Feng Xiaoyi's body, and the pain of the heart crawled all over his body, and his face instantly became as hideous and terrifying as a ghost, and that kind of pain almost made people mad and crazy.

I wanted to scream, but even my throat was so dry that I couldn't make a sound, Feng Xiaoyi's hands were stubbornly grasping on the hard ground, ten fingers were scratched, blood stained the ground, the green tendons between my arms and forehead were like undulating dragons, and my eyes were instantly covered with bloodshots, like crazy beasts, and I saw a burst of anxiety and trembling in people's hearts!

It was an unspeakable pain! It's like piercing your fleshy wound with a sharp needle, pulling it out and piercing it again, torturing you without stopping! Or like pressing the burning iron into your wound fiercely, and pressing it all the time, the flame burns violently, and keeps burning your wound, endlessly! It hurts you to live!

This pain is fresh in my memory, and it was the same feeling during the period when he was in a coma, but then he was unconscious, and now he is conscious, and he is facing this terrible pain alive!

It hurt so much that his heart roared like a mad beast! It hurt so much that his heart was roaring like a madman! The pain is so painful that he almost wants to lose his mind and vent wildly!

But all the struggles were in vain, and the pain did not ease at all, and it never stopped, hitting his mind in waves, devouring consciousness little by little.

The gray-clothed old man outside the formation, looking at the splitting Feng Xiaoyi, he had been gloomy and silent, but if you looked closely, you would find that he always paid attention to the wounds on Feng Xiaoyi's body.

The wounds on Feng Xiaoyi's body were burned to the point of dryness, and the blood that flowed out did not coagulate, so there was constantly blood flowing out slowly, just like before.

And the strange thing is that the blood that flows out of the body, no matter how high the surrounding temperature is, is far from being able to incinerate it into a blood mist, and it is just the sweat that flows out and turns into mist.

The old man in gray was watching there, no matter how bad the pain was for Feng Xiaoyi, he didn't care about it, until ten minutes later, the latter finally couldn't hold back anymore and fainted.

The old man in gray still didn't move, just paying attention to the blood that flowed out, and after a while, he left here only after the wind was too heavy to consume his blood qi.

In less than half a minute, the gray-clothed old man went and returned, holding a low-level demon beast in his hand, he entered the formation, and poured the beast's blood into Feng Xiaoyi's mouth like last time.

Blood gurgled into his mouth, Feng Xiaoyi coughed a few times, half-unconscious, but after completing the blood injection, the gray-clothed old man walked away indifferently.

The convergence of flame energy in the formation was still balanced, Feng Xiaoyi was still suffering, the blood from the wound was still flowing, whenever it was insufficient, the old man in gray would catch a low-level demon beast and pour the beast blood into his mouth.

Coming and going, the same picture was always staged, and several hours passed, during which Feng Xiaoyi didn't know how many times he was half-awake and unconscious, and later, the fire energy in the formation was also weakened, and the scorching sun went west, and his torture was finally over.

I don't know how long it took, in the vague consciousness, the body was a little cold, the cold wind often blows, when the wind Xiaoyi opened his eyes and woke up, in the blurred vision, the scorching sun in the sky was gone, replaced by the holy bright moon.

The day passed, the night came, he sat up from the ground with difficulty, he couldn't even breathe steadily, his body was still trembling uncontrollably, and the pain he had endured during the day was still in his bones.

A hundred zhang in front of him, the gray figure remained unchanged at all, looking at his eyes, Feng Xiaoyi's eyes seemed to be burning with endless flames, which was a kind of angry anger.

After experiencing the events of the day, he deeply realized that for more than a month, he had been living this kind of life worse than death, this is purgatory, this is hell, and all that awaits is torture and suffering!

He is just a teenager, since he came here, he has immediately suffered this kind of inhuman treatment, and this torture is still enough to make people crazy, if other peers, even the whole world can hardly find a few who have not gone crazy, so how can he not have a trace of anger in his heart?

But for his angry gaze, the old man in gray disdained it, and he didn't have the slightest strength to be angry, and in his eyes it was just a sad joke at best.

Feng Xiaoyi gritted his teeth tightly, but it was always difficult to be full of anger in his heart, if he focused on this, he would find that the violent emotions that he had faintly in his heart in the past, for some reason, it was a little difficult to bring up.

It was as if every time his body was destroyed, his spiritual platform became clearer, and his originally turbid eyes were also transformed into clarity, and the negative effects of ferocity, brutality, bloodlust and so on that were pressed deep in his heart were effectively eliminated.

But that's not enough!

"If there's any other means, you can try it again, my breath is far from breathing!"

The indifference of the gray-clothed old man greatly aroused the anger in Feng Xiaoyi's heart, and he ignored this miserable body and shouted coldly, the anger in his tone was obvious.

"As you wish!"

The gray-clothed old man spit out these four words indifferently, and only then did he notice that the formation on the ground was different from the one during the day, and under his drive, the moonlight within a radius of a hundred miles converged, and the moonlight trickle, a hundred rivers converged, and at first glance, a huge silver heavenly river fell from the sky.

"Crunch!"

Feng Xiaoyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly encountered heavy pressure, the moonlight condensed and compressed, and rippled like water, and he was pressed to the bottom, and the terrible gravity penetrated into his body, crushing him to the bottom of his head, and his bones rattled.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spit out violently, Feng Xiaoyi was so pressed that his forehead almost hit the ground, and his hands held the ground tightly, swearing not to let go of his hand.

"Roar!"

Feng Xiaoyi opened his eyes angrily like a beast, the corners of his eyes were cracked a little, blood flowed, and an angry roar came from his throat, he would rather die than raise his head and hold on!

Looking from the side, you will see that Feng Xiaoyi is facing the old man in gray outside, his head is knocked down, he is forced to bow to him, but the anger in his heart has not disappeared, and he is in full swing, so he is very resistant to this kind of persecution, and even dies!

The old man in gray did not slow down the heavy pressure of the moonlight on him, and always stayed before the critical point he could bear, but he was unwilling to bow his head, and he did not stop resisting even if he died, and he kept holding on, desperately trying to stalemate there.

One does not relax the pressure at all, and the other resists desperately, this kind of-for-tat is destined to be sleepless tonight...

Maybe no matter how long it will take in the future, this night will be engraved in his heart for the rest of his life, and it is precisely when this night begins that his ruthlessness is unearthed little by little.

In the days that followed, Feng Xiaoyi suffered almost no interruption in torture, and as the days passed, his body and mind gradually became accustomed to the pain.

The tragic battle with the purple spirit mink, the wound was burned by the flames, and the pressure of the moonlight, and the scenes were engraved in the passing time, and the scenes also appeared in front of him.

Day by day, month after month, Feng Xiaoyi, who has forgotten the concept of time, doesn't know that he has spent more than half a year in this life.

In the past six months, he has been injured countless times, I don't know how much blood has been shed, and every seven days, he is caught to fight with the purple spirit marten, and the demon beasts caught by the old man in gray are also stronger than one another.

And later, it turned into a huge brute bear, this kind of power-type low-level demon beast, he couldn't resist at all, his bones were smashed many times, no matter how painful it was, he had to crawl out.

Although he has endured hardships every day, Feng Xiaoyi can also feel that his reflexes, speed and strength are also increasing day by day, and he understands that the old man in gray is not only injuring him, but also exercising his abilities in these aspects.

Later, his temperament also slowly changed invisibly, and he no longer had anger at the old man in gray, he became more and more stable, and slowly returned to calm, his eyes as deep as the sea and undetectable.

In the past six months, it has been hammered and refined, and the flaws have been constantly worn out, and it has slowly become perfect.

Although half a year is not a long time, it is far from being able to hone him to perfection, but compared with the past, it is already a lot higher.

Today! Feng Xiaoyi's heart had been silent for a long time, but on this day, he was suddenly shocked, just like the sea that had always been dead and heavy, suddenly set off thousands of waves, and broke the eternal dead silence with a bang!

Because he found that he had actually been promoted from the sixth level of the Quenching Body Realm to the seventh level!

Breaking through from the sixth level of the Quenching Body Realm to the seventh level was not surprising to others, but for him, it was a huge change!

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