And the pain in the body continues to intensify, and now it is no longer the body simply shaking, but the whole body is not shaking and squirming.

Even every tiny cell was shaking violently with the pain, as if they wanted to escape from Wu Zhijiang's body to escape this pain.

Wu Zhijiang felt that this was a hardship that he had never experienced before, just like the pain of the whole shijie was superimposed on him alone, and he felt more than the itching at the beginning, but there was no way for him to have only one choice to endure all this now.

He felt as if he was slowly improving mentally, willfully, and spiritually, and he didn't know if he could continue to persevere.

He felt as if his whole body and even his soul were about to collapse, it hurt..., it hurt..., it hurt..., it hurts..., it hurts, ......it hurts, it hurts, it hurts,

Kill me, it hurts, kill me, kill me, it hurts... Pain... Pain, who will kill me, even the cry in my heart has become weak and intermittent, body pain, physical pain, bone pain, deep in the soul is also abundant with this pain, unbearable.

The pain made Wu Zhijiang feel the tearing of his body and soul, and while he endured it, he fell into a meaningless state of being stripped of pain, as if the pain had continued to the end of his life.

The painful experience was as long and lasting as the itching, as if it was endless, and when the pain finally disappeared, Wu Zhijiang, who was tortured and heartbroken, just had a little consciousness, and a heat wave seemed to rise from the depths of his internal organs.

In an instant, I felt that I was in a hot furnace, and I felt like I was going to be dried and scorched from the inside out. A hot burning came from his body, and the pain of the hot barbecue passed through. It made him feel like his whole body was in intense heat.

The hair is curled and the skin blisters and falls off. The flesh attached to the bones was immediately roasted and charred into ashes, and even the bones crackled and cracked in the heat.

Even the bone oil seemed to be roasted and dripped on the heat and squeaked, and the soul seemed to howl loudly in the heat and make a piercing sound of pain.

This feeling is different from the pain just now, but it is also pain, but this time it is deeper and more thorough, and the whole flame seems to be transmitted from within, and the body, soul, spirit, and consciousness are all burned to ashes, and the burning pain continues.

His entire body and even his soul were tempered in the heat, leaving him in an unbearable coma again. Then I was awakened by pain, and then I fell unconscious, and then I woke up in pain, and the cycle continued.

Before the new feeling came, Wu Zhijiang didn't know how to deal with all these different tortures, and he didn't know what it would be like next time, and his heart was full of firm will to die.

At this time, it really feels like life is worse than death, every feeling is so unbearable, whether it is itching, pain, or burning, it is completely covered by deep into the soul, leaving no gap. Up to the extreme.

Of course, the enveloping squeeze from all directions did not stop because he had to think, and the moment the burning sensation receded.

The whole body was enveloped by the pressure from the entire space, crushing him all into powder, constantly changing squeezing and pressure. It's like ten thousand sledgehammers are constantly hitting him.

He felt like a red-hot piece of iron in the blacksmith's hand, constantly being knocked out and deformed, round and square. It was then knocked into other shapes, and so on. No one time is the same.

The liliang of the knock also gradually increased from weak to strong, as if to knock his flesh. Shattering his consciousness, shattering his spirit, annihilating his soul, he felt the clinking sound of the pressure squeezing and squeezing.

To be honest, his whole body is in a state of dazed and godlessness, he has no consciousness at all, he can only feel the ever-changing torture and pain.

When the squeezing and tempering disappeared, what sourness, numbness, and some indescribable sensations that had never been experienced before, but all of them tormented people to the depths of their souls.

In the midst of the ever-changing pain and devastation, Wu Zhijiang felt that his body, consciousness, will, spirit, and soul were slowly changing.

He could bear more and more, it seemed that even Liliang had become huge, and he didn't know how long his dream lasted this time, it felt like it had been tormented for centuries.

When all the sensations suddenly disappeared, everything returned to normal, but he did not wake up because of this, as if the whole dream was out of his control, and his body did not have any discomfort from the previous torture, but felt unusually comfortable and good.

Even the original pain on his body was gone, but his eyelids still couldn't open, his hands and feet were still unable to move, except for his mind and thinking, everything else was not under his control, he tried his best to regain control, but everything was in vain.

And at this time, if he can see his body, he will find that the body does not look like it has changed much, but the traces of the original pain have disappeared.

But it is this same form, at this time, it gives people a kind of elegance with subtle toughness, a hint of masculine maturity in youth, which looks very comfortable and friendly, and is willing to be close.

As time passed, Wu Zhijiang continued to endure all kinds of torture and tests, making him think that he had spent time and time again in his sleep.

I don't know how many years have passed, anyway, it's a long, long time, maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe hundreds of millions of years and centuries, but at this time, the outside space has only passed nine days, and it is not far from Wu Zhijiang to complete the "No. 0 cultivation jihua".

And at this time, the sandstone cave far beyond the ruins is also waiting anxiously, the wolf's head has passed for nine days, and our water has long been exhausted, and the night star has not returned, you say that he is ......, the stupid leopard face is ugly, and he said with some pain.

The wolf head glanced at the knives and tanks around him, and saw that the two of them were also full of mist, looking at the others with great sadness, knowing that everyone was in the same mood at this time, full of worry about Wu Zhijiang.

Several members of the team had to discuss Wu Zhijiang several times a day, and everyone had great hopes for him to come back at first, although there were people chasing after him, but if he entered the ruins of the garbage mountain, no one would dare to go.

Once the other party gives up, then Wu Zhijiang can calmly come back to find a few people, that is, the other party does not give up, once he follows into the ruins of the dangerous garbage mountain, Wu Zhijiang can also find a way to get rid of the other party, and then come out and return to the sandstone cave to meet them.

But the team waited and waited, but they didn't see Wu Zhijiang's appearance, and at first a few people could still discuss Wu Zhijiang's situation with great interest and guess where he was, but as time went by, Wu Zhijiang didn't come back, and everyone became more and more anxious and irritable.

After five days passed, although everyone did not speak, but their hearts began to beat drums, and gradually lost the confidence that Wu Zhijiang could return smoothly, and in the next two days, many times everyone wanted to deliberately avoid this conversation, most of the time did not speak, and relied on sitting there to maintain physical fitness.

Even if it is to say, it is to avoid mentioning Wu Zhijiang's problem, but every time we talk, there are always people who have no intention of shifting the topic to him, and this kind of conversation only makes everyone disappointed, the hope in their hearts is extinguished little by little, and they are full of helpless guilt.

It's been two days since the food was cut off, and this morning everyone started to use the urine they eliminated to replenish water, and the unpleasant smell, and the urine that looks yellow like mud, even their own are difficult to swallow.

Night Star, if you don't come back, everyone won't be able to hold on, now nine days have passed, counting from the day Wu Zhijiang left, now the past nine days are more than enough.

But they still didn't see Wu Zhijiang come back, and the four members of the third squad plus the three prisoners couldn't hold out for two days, if they didn't go out, then everyone would be trapped and die in this desert, and they were a little speechless to think about it for two days, but they didn't know that Wu Zhijiang was also lying in the cultivation tank at this time, suffering incomparably.

Wolf head, why don't we go out and look for it, maybe he needs our help on the way back, the knife looked at the wolf head and whispered.

It's the wolf's head, or you see that this will work, I will go with the knife to find the night star, you and the stupid leopard will escort them first, and the tank will point to the three captives on the side as he spoke.

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