"Ah, don't come, don't ......"

Feng Qingwu roared in panic, and suddenly, she found that there was no blood on her chest, and her whole person was intact, and then looked at the opposite side in front of her, the army of millions of demon clans.

This......

Feng Qingwu is not stupid, and soon, she reacted, everything is coming again, all of this is probably a test of people's will.

However, these demon clan armies may not be real, but the physical pain before is very real, the scene of blood splattering into the chest, when I think of it, Feng Qingwu is face is pale, and my heart palpitates.

"My legs!"

Zi Lingwu hissed and roared, and when he saw it, his legs were intact, his whole person was not injured at all, and in front of him was the army of the demon clan.

"It's all an illusion, but it's too real!"

Zi Lingwu looked at Feng Qingwu on the side again, and then he was sure that everything before was probably fake, but the pain was extremely real, and the feeling of death made people shiver down their spines when they thought about it.

"No ......"

Aomori roared on the side, and then he looked around him, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he understood everything.

"This third level is terrible!"

Aomori couldn't help but speak, the feeling of death, I'm afraid normal people, can only experience once in a lifetime, and he has already experienced it once, it is a fear from the depths of his heart.

At this moment, Aomori set his eyes on Gu Feng.

Purple Lingwu and Feng Qingwu are the same.

I saw that Gu Feng's expression was extremely flat, as if nothing had happened.

The three of them were shocked, the boundless pain before, the feeling of death, this silver face was nothing at all.

The Minotaur looked at Gu Feng and the others, and said jokingly: "Dragon Clan imp, if you don't want to be divided, now give you a chance to commit suicide!"

"You can't change it to something fresh!"

Gu Feng said lightly and rushed out directly.

Seeing this scene, the three of Zi Lingwu were shocked in their hearts, and after experiencing the feeling of being so painful, he didn't have the slightest fear, whether this guy was human or not!

Suicide......

At this moment, Zi Lingwu, Feng Qingwu, and Aomori are all thinking in their hearts.

Instead of being divided by these demon clans, suffering endless pain, and experiencing the horror of death, it is really better to simply commit suicide, so that you don't have to be tortured.

But they all know that this level is a test of willpower, and if they commit suicide, I'm afraid they will be out!

At this moment, the three of them had already forgotten about joining forces to besiege and kill Gu Feng, because they knew that in this mysterious battlefield, there were no dead people!

Facing the rushing endless demon army, the three gritted their teeth and shot!

As a result, it is still the same as before.

Once!

Twice!

......

Every time they had to endure endless pain, after resurrection, the three of Zi Lingwu no longer had the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, but fear.

Because they know that the resurrection once again means that they will endure the process of being killed again.

Even if you know that all this is an illusion, but the constant killing, the constant superimposed fear, is not at all imaginable by ordinary people.

Gradually, the faces of the three of them became more and more pale, the fear in their eyes became stronger and stronger, and their spirits had reached the verge of collapse.

Twenty-ninth time!

"No, don't kill me, I don't, I don't participate in the training, I don't want to inherit, don't kill me!"

Feng Qingwu finally collapsed, and as soon as she came back to life this time, she burst into tears and hissed and roared.

Her endurance has reached its limit, and her will has been completely broken.

"If you don't dare to fight, then you will kill yourself!"

The minotaur looked at this scene and said a mocking word.

At this moment, Zi Lingwu and Aomori were both looking at Feng Qingwu, they didn't speak, and if they committed suicide, they would have one less opponent.

Gu Feng's eyes also looked over, he knew that no matter who it was, there was a limit to his will, and it was obvious that Feng Qingwu had arrived.

"Suicide, yes, suicide......"

When Feng Qingwu heard the word suicide, she didn't hesitate, and the axe in her hand slashed directly at her neck.

"Poof......

Feng Qingwu directly cut off his head with this axe, and the head flew out horizontally, and his charming face was full of relief.

The next moment, Feng Qingwu's corpse disappeared and never came back to life.

"I won't lose!"

Zi Lingwu roared, gritted his teeth and rushed out again.

Aomori's gaze changed, falling on Gu Feng, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes: "The creation of the third level will never let you get it!"

Gu Feng ignored all this, and gradually his heart didn't even have the same waves as at the beginning, and he was completely immersed in killing.

Even, Gu Feng had a feeling that he was born to kill?

Thirtieth time!

......

For the fiftieth time!

......

The sixty-third time, when Zi Lingwu was killed and resurrected for the sixty-third time, his whole face was pale, and his eyes were full of extreme horror.

The sixty-third time, he was burned alive by a fire-breathing demon beast with flames, and that feeling made his already almost broken spirit no longer able to support it.

"No, no, I don't want to be burned, I don't want to be killed......"

Zi Lingwu also reached the limit, he trembled all over, cold sweat continued to remain, and his pale face did not have any blood.

He raised the sword in his hand!

The sword that had been used to kill people, and then, with this sword, he pierced his throat directly, and blood splattered for a while.

Zi Lingwu died, and the moment he fell to the ground, his figure disappeared.

At this moment, Aomori's face was also pale, and he was about to be unable to bear it, and his gaze fell on Gu Feng's body again.

I only saw Gu Feng's face, and there was no change from the beginning!

Doesn't he feel pain, doesn't he feel fear?

Aomori couldn't imagine how Gu Feng did it.

At this moment, Gu Feng rushed out directly again.

"I can't lose!"

Aomori gritted his teeth and rushed out again.

Seventy times!

......

The hundredth time!

......

The one hundred and eighth time, when he woke up after being killed for the one hundred and eighth time, Aomori's whole body trembled, and his legs could not even stand firmly.

The previous time, he was devoured by a demon beast, and in his stomach was corroded by stomach acid, and the pain was beyond the limit of what humans could bear.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled ......"

He knew that he couldn't bear it anymore, and when he looked at Gu Feng, he found that the other party was still fighting with the demon army.

No, no, I can't lose!

Aomori shouted in his heart, and at this moment, the demon army came to kill, and at the forefront, there was a giant beast with a body like a small mountain and mucus, which looked at Aomori and grinned: "Delicious ......"

No......

Aomori's body was shocked, and just now he was devoured by this giant beast, and was burned to death by the stomach acid in his body.

"No, don't come over ......"

Seeing the giant beast rushing towards him, his legs were trembling so much that he couldn't stand, and he just sat down on the ground.

When the giant beast's blood basin was about to devour Aomori, he finally raised the sword in his hand and inserted it directly from his mouth, and the sword pierced Aomori's head.

Eventually, he reached his limit and committed suicide.

When Gu Feng was resurrected again, he found that Aomori was no more, but he still did not hesitate at all, and once again killed the demon army.

At this moment, Gu Feng's whole person exuded a boundless murderous aura, which he had condensed when he had fought with the demon clan army countless times.

This murderous aura surrounded Gu Feng, and his whole person exuded an aura that made the demon army's hearts palpitate.

They knew that Gu Feng's strength was inferior to their own, but they still felt that the person in front of them was unstoppable, and that feeling was like that the person in front of them would never be defeated!

Gu Feng himself didn't realize that above him, the invisible killing intent condensed into a huge body, this body was dressed in a black robe, and it held a huge black scythe in its hand, and the eyes of the skeleton under the black robe exuded green light.

This illusory figure is invisible to others, but in the depths of the Immortal Mansion, the keel sitting on the seat is real.

"The artistic conception of killing gods, although it is only a rudiment, but if you continue to practice like this, the artistic conception of killing gods will inevitably be truly reflected, and you can even use the power of the true soul of the Upper Realm 1808 Killing Immortals, this son is simply terrifying!"

The dragon bone said to himself, he knew how difficult it was to condense the artistic conception of killing gods, killing gods, killing all things, his own Dao heart would not change, and he would not be affected by any factors, when he killed, he only had dead people in his eyes.

This god-killing artistic conception is some Tianjiao in the upper realm, and it is extremely difficult to condense it, and now in this lower realm, there will be people who have condensed the prototype of the god-killing artistic conception.

At this moment, there were three people standing in front of the keel, and these three people were Zi Lingwu, Feng Qingwu and Aomori.

The three of them had their eyes closed and their faces were hideous, apparently still immersed in the process of being killed countless times before, and had not yet woken up.

"These three so-called Qi Gathering Realm Tianjiao are too unbearable compared to this silver-faced boy!"

The keel swept over the three of them casually, and then his eyes fell on the light curtain again, and he said to himself: "I don't know how long this son can hold on!"

Two hundred times!

Three hundred times!

......

A thousand times!

......

Two thousand times

......

Gu Feng was completely immersed in the killing, not only did he not have fear in his heart, but he became more and more courageous, and at some point, his body roared, and his cultivation directly broke through the Great Perfection of the Blood Exchange Realm and reached the Iron Bone Realm!

Even if he made a breakthrough in cultivation, Gu Feng still didn't feel it!

Kill, kill, kill!

In his eyes, there is only killing!

I don't know how long it took, an old voice sounded in Gu Feng's ears:

"Dragon, the will is immortal, never yield, the dragon soul, should be the unyielding soul! 7,000 killings, indelible will, you, passed!"

When Gu Feng opened his eyes again, he subconsciously spoke: "Kill!"

And his gaze changed, there was no longer a battlefield in front of him, and the demon army was gone. Beside them, there were three people, Zi Lingwu, Feng Qingwu and Aomori, whose eyes were hideous, and their eyes were closed, as if they were immersed in boundless pain.

Gu Feng's gaze swept over, and landed on the dragon bone sitting cross-legged on the seat in front of him, and immediately clenched his fists and spoke: "Junior, meet the senior!"

"Little one, you're finally a little polite this time!"

PS: The second update is here!