"Isn't it..."

Mu Xuan looked at this scene, and his body, which was already in severe pain, shivered fiercely.

"Woo!"

However, the truth did not give Mu Xuan the slightest luck, as soon as his voice fell, the overwhelming wind blade was already whistling down, and finally drowned him.

The terrible screams resounded again.

A desert hurricane that is as hot as lava, a cold wind blade as cold as a blade, and an ice storm that can completely turn a spirit body into an ice sculpture......

Since entering this area, Mu Xuan finally clearly understood the meaning of this "Hell Illusion", he was here, he did not have the same powerful body and true qi as before, only that was the weak spirit body, the strength of this spirit body, any kind of tribulation in this "Hell Illusion", could truly wipe it out in this virtual and real world.

But this kind of place, once entered, there is no way back, so he is not qualified to do multiple-choice questions, the only thing he can do is to survive, otherwise, what awaits him will be a real dead end.

The experience is quite cruel, but fortunately, Mu Xuan also expected this, there is no power between heaven and earth, if Fu Zong is really so easy to achieve, the number of heaven and earth will not be so rare.

If you want to get rid of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly, you naturally have to experience the endless pain of skin and flesh separation.

This point, Mu Xuan clearly understood from the beginning.

......

Hail poured down from the sky like a torrential rain, and the red yellow earth had already turned white, and a cold air visible to the naked eye was permeating, and even the air was showing signs of turning into ice crystals at this time.

And somewhere in this land of ice and snow, a thin figure was shivering under the falling snowflakes, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his skin showed a dark blue color, and the blood, muscles, and bones in his body seemed to be eroded by the cold at this time.

Snort.

Snowflakes fell from all around him and swept over him. Suddenly, blood marks appeared, and after the wound, no blood flowed out, looking like a withered corpse.

His black hair hung down, and he was a pair of black eyes that had no focus or fluctuation, and around him, there was a kind of twilight emanation, like a dying man.

Snowflakes as sharp as knives kept passing around him, and blood marks continued to appear, but this figure never moved.

This corpse-like meditation lasted for a whole day, and the snowflakes and hail falling from the sky gradually weakened until they finally dispersed.

And as the snowflakes dispersed, the cold air that permeated the world was also receding slightly.

At the same time as the cold air receded, there was a trace of vitality hidden in the depths of the figure's unfocused black eyes, and then his body trembled wildly.

His palms were clenched tightly, his nails were pinched into his palms, and he saw that the wounds all over his body gradually became scarlet at this time, and then the blood was like a spring, and it immediately seeped out.

The whole person turned into a bloody person in an instant.

Ahh

The roar that was suppressed in the throat reverberated through the land with a low, hoarse, like a dying beast.

He knelt on the ground with his legs, his head against the ground, his fists slammed on the ground, his body was eroded by the cold before, he almost lost his sense of the body, so even if the countless snowflakes like blades swept over his body, he didn't feel anything, and the terrible thing was that this sharp pain did not disappear directly, but accumulated on his body, and when the cold faded and the body returned to control again, the sudden outbreak of severe pain was enough to make a person with a firm mind go crazy by its torture.

The low roar of pain lasted for half an hour, and the figure finally gradually stopped, and his body almost collapsed to the ground, and his fingers did not even have the strength to move.

"Damn... Hellland. ”

Mu Xuan buried half of his face in the sand, that face was extremely haggard, the time here seemed to be a little different from the outside world, but Mu Xuan had been enjoying the perverted ordeal here for two months.

Every day of his life is spent in endless pain, every time, he will really feel the approach of death, although he used to often walk between the knife edges, but that feeling is especially obvious here, because at least no less than ten times, Mu Xuan's tightly guarded mind was almost lost in that terrible pain.

And once lost, his spiritual body will completely disappear, so that there will be no chance to come back.

"The ice and snow this time is even more severe than last time."

Mu Xuan felt the gradual recovery of the physical strength in his body, and the originally confused mind also returned, he could feel that the ice and snow cold this time was much stronger than last time, obviously, the various experiences here are getting stronger every time, and once he can't become stronger with this kind of strengthening, then he will not be able to bear it in the end, so naturally there will be no good results.

If you want to survive here, you have to adapt to the brutal rhythm here.

This strong sense of crisis forced Mu Xuan's body to become stronger after experiencing that terrible pain, and the only thing that made Mu Xuan feel relieved was that he could also feel that his body was getting stronger at a slow speed.

This body is not his real body, but his spiritual body, that is to say, his spiritual power is gradually becoming stronger, and he is moving towards the point of Fu Zong, step by step.

This progress may be slow, but it does give a sense of hope.

Call.

Mu Xuan exhaled, he raised his head and looked at this boundless and endless land, there was a trace of persistence in his eyes that could not be erased even after so many years of ups and downs, he believed that one day, he would show a disdainful look towards this underworld illusion.

"You wait for me!"

Mu Xuan gritted his teeth and said viciously to the sky, and then he struggled to get up, and walked away in the distance in embarrassment, he knew that soon, it would be the next round of tribulation.

As he stayed in this underworld for longer and longer, Mu Xuan could faintly feel that he was not the only one in this underworld illusion, and that vague perception should probably be the key to finally being able to leave.

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(End of chapter)