In the empty and bright room, there is only white, pure white.

Ning Que sat numbly like a second tender son, as if he had been hit by a great blow, motionless.

Suddenly, snorting, the breath slowly became heavier, Qingming reappeared, Ning Que sensed the dantian, and the golden light inside dispersed a lot, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand it a few times, and the evil qi will be uncontrollable, and it will be completely reduced to a killing tool.

Ning Que slowly stood up and operated the aura, but found that the aura stone sank into the sea, and there was no response, a few arrow steps, a palm slammed on the snow-white wall, and he took three steps back, shaking his blood and qi.

However, Ning Que, who came to his senses, had a clear memory of when he was lost, and the power of the shock at that time was several times stronger than now, and even now, his internal organs are still a little sore.

Thinking about it for a moment or two, his face was suddenly happy, and he gently pressed it out with a palm, and when he touched the wall, it was like a dragonfly dotting water, and there were bursts of light, and the walls without a hole on all sides suddenly dispersed like water ripples.

The vision is a wilderness, full of weeds, and there are no stars and moons in the night sky, like a natural ink painting, rendering the whole world. Black smoke clouds scurried everywhere, black smoke billowed out, scarlet eyes, ghosts cried wolf, and screamed terriblely, which made people tremble.

What was even more frightening was that the undulating fields everywhere were full of bright red weeds, and there was no greenery in sight, as if they were shrouded in blood, revealing a thick murderous aura.

In the pile of blood and grass, white bones, revealing the coldness, corpses everywhere, those ghosts poured out of the dry bones, galloping and rolling.

Ning Que recalled, this ancient cave is really weird, the first level is a bottomless abyss, the more afraid you are, the more you will fall, once you go forward, you will change your appearance. The second level is even more bizarre, the harder you push, the stronger the force of the shock, and the more difficult it is to break through the empty room. Now the third level is the charm of the ghosts and ghosts, so many corpses, it is a nightmare, and it is so cold that people panic.

Ning Que looked at the surging ghosts, he didn't care, but instead went head-on, clenched his fists and bombarded wildly, practicing his fists and kicks over and over again, the effect was so minimal, he couldn't even touch the slightest wisp of those ghosts.

"What's going on?" I couldn't help but ask myself, looking around calmly, the ghosts were howling, the cold wind was bleak, and the ghosts turned into big black flags waving in the wind, whistling and dancing, sharp fingers and claws, and scarlet eye sockets burst out, revealing red eyes oozing blood.

The strong fist attack was ineffective, and it turned into soft hands and feet, but it was still useless, but the cold air penetrated the skin and flesh, and the bubbling cold air surged in the meridians, and sharp blood marks continued to appear on the body.

Ning Que, who was deep in thought, didn't care about the howl of the ghost lingering in his ears, the wounds on his body continued to increase, but the dense clouds on his face were getting thicker and thicker, the sky was lower, and darkness was coming.

At a glance, it is not a deviation from his own conjecture, fearless, taking a step back and opening up the sky.

On second thought, is there a connection between the three?

Heart!

There is an abyss in the heart, and the bottom of the feet is the abyss.

There is a wall in the heart, and there is a high wall in front of you.

There are ghosts in my heart, and there are ghosts on all sides.

It turned out that everything was preoccupied, Ning Que stood with his hands in his hands, looked up, and the ghosts in front of him were miserable, and the cold air was pressing, and suddenly surged.

Ning Que didn't look at it, spread his hands, took a deep breath, unobstructed, defenseless, and a group of ghosts poured into his brain like a memory.

Wu Zi, his hands clenched his brain violently, a cold light appeared in his eyes, he pursed his lips, and his numb expression suddenly appeared with an evil smile, and he smiled a little madly.

Countless ghosts rushed into the empty mind, and there was a figure standing in the middle, which was Ning Que's soul, and in the past, it must have been thick and colorful, solid and strong, full of anger, standing with his eyes open.

The surrounding ghosts rushed towards the lonely ghosts, and less than a foot on their sides, the souls suddenly exuded an aura of regret that was unparalleled in the world, and the ghosts were like the last straw that had been bent, turning into black mist in unison, forming layers of fog in the empty brain domain.

Ning Que grinned, weird, it was not that he was wrong again, but as his soul grew again, his heart suddenly brightened, his eyes were blazing, his Shenhua was introverted, he was nourishing and accumulating, and he was smiling openly.

The surrounding scene changed again, the four sides were white, the heavy snow covered the mountains, the falling snow was like goose feathers, fluttering and scattering, and the sky was even more stormy, like a long river rushing, whistling and moving.

Ning Que suddenly had weak hands and feet, struggled to walk, and was as stiff as iron. Looking at the open space at the top of the mountain, he was stunned, showing a faint smile, trekking up the mountain, the snow is three feet thick, one hole at a time, when he doesn't walk much, the whole person is wrapped in a thick layer of white velvet, and the face of the frost eggplant is dark and blue, and a piece of white mist comes out.

But he didn't give up, and when his feet were numb, he didn't know the pain, and he didn't feel anything, so he changed to climbing, and climbed towards the steep snow peak, pulling out a long trail of snow.

The wind and frost are getting bigger and bigger, and the goose feathers and snow are falling one after another, but with a cup of tea, Ning Que was submerged under the snow and lost his trace.

Ning Que only felt that there were 10,000 loads of boulders pressed on his back, and the pain was terrible, even his hands were slowly losing sensation, his limbs were completely unresponsive, and the feeling of powerlessness came from his heart again.

The height of the mountain is like the sun hanging in the sky, and it is thousands of miles away.

Sure enough, Ning Que's heart is transparent, and all tests are all minds, and have nothing to do with the body's flesh and soul aura.

This ancient cave is really weird, no wonder there is no life left, ordinary people are only afraid that the first level of the bottomless abyss will not be able to pass. If it weren't for the evil spirit, I was afraid that I would only escape the first catastrophe, until my mind fell silent and died, becoming a dry bone.

However, the mental strength is limited, and the top of the mountain is far away, so it is impossible to climb this dangerous peak.

A wave of drowsiness struck, spreading through the cold flesh and limbs, to the depths of the soul.

But when I think of Yao Bingyu's big belly, when I think of my parents who have disappeared so far, and when I think of how I have gone through thousands of hardships and dangers to get to where I am today, an indomitable will gushes out like a volcano, burning, and melting the snow around me one by one.

At this moment, Ning Que puffed up his chest, his limbs gradually warmed up, and a warm and mellow heat poured into his limbs, and the rising heat spread to all corners of his body.

Slowly stood up and looked at the top of the mountain again, but it was only the end of the world, close at hand.

After a few steps, he ascended.

The snow drifted away, the sky was bright and red, a round of gold was hanging high, like a falling sun, extremely hot, the ground cracked inch by inch, ten miles of water, turned into a dry depression, like a bloated scar, shocking.

Ning Que's sweat was like a pulp, flooding down, but after a few breaths, he had already scraped off his outer robe, his upper body was naked, the scorching sun made red blisters grow on his body, his lips were chapped and white, looking at the hot sun that was getting closer and closer, he felt powerless again.

Heart, strong heart, firm perseverance, narrow road to meet the brave wins, even if the sky is overwhelmed, the scorching sun is scorching, the sea is dry and rotten, what can it do?

But in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun was as big as a roulette wheel, and then it swelled a little, illuminating people's skin and curling, and large swaths of skin and flesh were burned, which was extremely terrifying.

Ning Que didn't know how to survive, the five internal organs were burning, the scorching sun was coming, that kind of fear was infinitely magnified, he turned into ashes little by little, vanished, and the dazzling brilliance flickered, making people unable to open their eyes, looking down, the chest was empty.

Immediately, the limbs escaped little by little under the scorching fire, down to the only head.

At this moment, despair shrouded the only remaining bit of mind, and everything gradually faded away, parents, Yao Bingxue, Xiong Genglong......... , everything is so far away, except for the scorching sun that can be reached by one step, and my heart is very panicked.

Under the trembling timidity, the person disappeared faster and faster, the physical body disappeared, and a black shadow appeared, but in the scorching sun, it was like a complete egg under the nest, not worth mentioning.

As soon as the scorching sun appeared, the black shadow had nothing to hide, flying and scattering.

"The will lasts forever, and the heart is immortal!" suddenly a black dot appeared in the scorching sun, and he shook and drank.

Ning Que only had a little remnant of the struggling support, the black smoke was faint, but he could cling to that faint spiritual light, and he had been sticking to the last piece of harbor, but the pain of burning all over his body and turning into nothingness spread to every inch of his soul, and he was simply embarrassed.

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