However, the storm was clearly coming at him, so his escape did not have much effect.

So he didn't go far when a hurricane carried scorching grains of sand like magma, like a sand whip, and struck him his body.

A low voice sounded, and Lu Yan was directly swept away, and the sharp pain spread across his shoulder.

He turned his head to look, only to see blood flowing from his back, a hideous scar, directly from his shoulder to his waist.

"It hurts. ”

Lu Yan trembled all over, this pain was especially strong compared to the real physical pain.

That sand whip was like tearing his body in half.

Large drops of sweat fell from Lu Yan's forehead, and then he raised his head, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the storm was approaching, and in the midst of the storm, more than a dozen huge sand whips flew out and pumped frantically at him.

Lu Yan rolled over the ground in embarrassment, and the two sand whips slammed on the ground, and the earth trembled a few times.

However, with Lu Yan's current sensitivity, it is obvious that he cannot completely avoid it.

Therefore, in the next moment, there were several sand whips, which were slammed on his body.

Lu Yan's body was directly whipped by this ferocious whip and pulled into the sand.

Half of his body was exposed at this time, and the indescribable pain instantly made De Lu Yan's eyes bloodshot.

The brutal storm didn't give Lu Yan any time to think about these things, and the storm raged.

One after another, the sand whips were swung out fiercely, and then all of them fell on the flesh and blood figures whose bodies had been embedded in the sand.

The crisp sound of the sand whip falling on the body continued to echo in the desert.

The figure in the sand would struggle at first, but when it came to the end, it was almost immovable, as if it had lost its life.

The raging storm lasted for half a day, and then Shi Shiran left.

And an hour after the storm left, among the grains of sand, a palm covered with blood.

Finally, it stretched out tremblingly, and then a bloody figure crawled out of it with difficulty.

Lu Yan's eyes were blurred, and his mouth kept coming out of his rapid breathing, and his face was covered with blood.

With a trace of residual palpitations, he finally understood the horror of this so-called "Pure God Prison".

And he also knows very well that although this is a so-called illusion, if he is out of his mind, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to live.

Lu Yan was lying on the hot sand, and he could feel the sharp pain in his body, dissipating slightly.

Moreover, while the severe pain dissipated, the originally weak body seemed to have become a little stronger.

This discovery made De Lu Yan feel slightly happy in his heart, if this is the case, when he recovers a little, he should be able to relax a little more when he suffers that kind of injury next time.

Just when this thought flashed in Lu Yan's heart, he suddenly noticed that the temperature between heaven and earth had strangely decreased.

Then he slowly looked up, only to see that in mid-air, the cold wind turned into an overwhelming blade.

"Isn't it..."

Lu Yan looked at this scene, and his body, which was already in severe pain, shivered even more.

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

And the terrible screams have resounded again.

A desert hurricane as hot as magma, a blade of wind as cold as a blade, and an ice storm capable of turning a spirit body into an ice sculpture.

Since entering this area, Lu Yan finally clearly understood the meaning of this "Pure God Prison".

Being here, he doesn't have the same powerful body and spiritual power as before, only the weak spiritual body.

The strength of this spiritual body, any kind of tribulation in this "Pure Divine Prison", can truly wipe it out, in this virtual and real world.

But this kind of place, once entered, has lost the 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, Lu Yan also expected this, and there is no power that comes from heaven and earth.

If the Holy Wheel were really so easy to achieve, the number of heaven and earth would not be so scarce.

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

This point, Lu Yan clearly understood from the beginning.

The hail poured down from the sky like a torrential rain, and the red and yellow earth had already turned white.

A cold air visible to the naked eye permeated, and even the air showed signs of turning into ice crystals at this time.

And somewhere in this land of ice and snow, a thin figure was trembling under the falling snowflakes.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his skin showing a dark blue color, and the blood, muscles, and bones in his body seemed to be eroded by the cold at this time.

Snowflakes fell from all around him, and as they swept over his body, blood marks suddenly appeared.

And after the wound, no blood came out, and it looked like a withered corpse.

The black hair hung down, and it was a pair of black eyes that had no focus and fluctuated.

Around him, there was a kind of twilight emanating from him, and he was 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.

Then, it was obvious that his body was trembling wildly.

His palms were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms, and all he could see was the wounds all over his body.

At this time, it gradually turned scarlet, and then the blood seeped out like a spring.

The whole person was suddenly filled with blood, and instantly turned into a bloody person.

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

He was on his knees with his legs on the ground, his head on the ground, and his fists hammering the ground...... 10