The whirlpool of the spiritual black hole is like a huge gear, constantly tearing apart Xia Yanfeng's soul, its strong suction makes Xia Yanfeng unable to resist at all, the power of the spirit flies away like flowing water, his consciousness gradually begins to blur, everything seems to be far away, finally, Xia Yanfeng's thin body can no longer resist the shocking pressure, and falls to the ground.

Guo Xing watched Xia Yanfeng sink into a nightmare, he could only sigh silently and shook his head slightly, Fifth brother, fifth brother, no matter how great your potential is, if you don't have the belief to support you, how can you turn things around?

Guo Xing stared at Xia Yanfeng, who was trembling and pale, through the nightmare crystal, at this moment he seemed to be dying, struggling on the verge of life and death. Guo Xing was very helpless, even he, the creator of the crystal, underestimated the power of the second layer of nightmares.

"Fifth brother, if you don't wake up again, you'll never wake up!" Guo Xing's ethereal voice echoed in Xia Yanfeng's ears, as if coming from the distant sky.

Xia Yanfeng's body trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes faintly: "This is ......"

Dried on the earth, showing a dark red black stretching to the end of the line of sight, an ethereal piece, not visible at a glance, ghostly fire on all sides, ghosts drifting, the air is filled with the smell of fishy smell and death, the eerie cold wind mixed with the wandering soul, as if penetrating into the bones of Xia Yanfeng.

"Hell...... Hehe......" Xia Yanfeng laughed dryly a few times, and his whole body trembled. At this moment, he knelt on top of a mountain peak, and the mountain peak was surrounded by dense blades, and the black blades were coagulated with dark red blood, but they were sharp in the mottled.

The mountain peak is surrounded by cliffs, and the bottom of the cliff is scattered with countless white bones, pointing to the vast sky like a broken halberd, and the broken yin wind is blowing in gusts, and the existence of the knife mountain makes Xia Yanfeng's heart stagnate.

"Fifth brother, this is your spiritual world. Guo Xing's voice seemed to sound in Xia Yanfeng's ears.

"My spiritual world?"

"Yes. Everyone's spiritual world is a different world, but with the gradual development of human potential and can touch more areas, you are now far beyond ordinary people for the development of the potential of the spiritual world, reached a critical point, and whether you can break through this critical point, it all depends on how much energy your soul can release. Guo Xing explained.

"The other world, that's ......"

"The other world is a plane that exists independently of the other side of the world, and in the distance is your spiritual sea. ”

As Guo Xing's voice fell, the ethereal distant scene in Xia Yanfeng's vision gradually became clear, and what made his eyes flutter was that the distant place was actually a boundless blood-colored ocean, and the ocean was surrounded by depressed and barren land.

Xia Yanfeng couldn't help but gasp: "I'm actually this kind of spiritual sea ......"

Xia Yanfeng raised his eyes, the wind of the sea of blood howled, and the turbid sea water violently rolled up the earth-shattering waves, and the splashing waves were like ice breaking through, and the snow was piercing the air. Seeing the ebb and flow of the tide, Xia Yanfeng suddenly had a feeling in his heart, maybe this sea of blood is the bitter sea of his life, he is like a lonely boat in the bitter sea, rising and falling in the storm, but he has been struggling to reach the unreachable other side, but the bitter sea is boundless, where is the other side of his ideal?

Yes, everyone knows that turning back is the shore, but once you turn back, you will return to the original starting point, and all the efforts of the past will be in vain, and life will lose its original meaning and color.

If he does not turn back and chooses to continue walking, is there really a so-called other shore in the sea of misery full of despair? Even if there is, can he really hold on to it? For the sake of a fruit that can never be eaten, he will work hard without hesitation, until the end of his life and then look back on the past, what can he grasp? Is the other shore he once pursued as heavy as the past? This answer is obviously uncertain, or rather, there will never be a definite answer to this question.

"Everyone's spiritual sea is different, maybe it's based on everyone's karmic karma. Guo Xing said uncertainly, "Maybe your life is full of killing karma, which will make your spiritual sea turn bloody." ”

Xia Yanfeng closed his eyes, the whistling wind swept by, invading his cheeks, his field of vision, at this moment, was full of those who had been killed by him, they turned into zombies and ghosts approaching him like a tide, their hideous faces and sharp claws signaled to ask for his life, but Xia Yanfeng's heart did not have the slightest sense of panic, but ignored them with a sneer.

Hehe, ridiculous souls! You are not my opponent of Xia Yanfeng when you are alive, can you turn over now when you go to the underworld? It's just wishful thinking, let me disappear!

In the boundless chaos, the fierce ghost walking in the forefront was the demon clan killer Bradley, behind him were several hunted merchants, and there was an endless sea of civilians, but in Xia Yanfeng's tears, they were all a group of vulnerable air.

"Go back to where you should go!" Xia Yanfeng roared and drew the Sword of Destiny, the purple brilliant light shone through the sky, and endless thunder and lightning shone through the sky!

Xia Yanfeng opened his eyes again, staring at the sea of blood churning in the huge waves, the former Xia Yanfeng had also been involved in such a whirlpool again and again, struggling for the obsession of little hope, this was just like drifting on this boundless sea of suffering, even if he was the enemy of the whole world, he would not hesitate!

The gloom of the family, abandoning wealth and glory, but for the cohesion of a plate of scattered sand. Drifting overseas, in love for thousands of years, in the dark, the will of heaven has long been destined, but he is never willing to accept his fate, knowing that he can't do it, desperately trying to go against the sky, but gradually lost himself in the ocean of fate, for the persistence in his heart, he can be desperate, can give up everything, but in exchange for sadness again and again, loneliness again and again, and happiness again and again.

What am I still holding onto? I know that the sea of suffering is boundless, I know that the road ahead is confused, and I know that the sword mountain and the sea of fire are in front of me, but I still want to protect my original dream obsessively.

Zhen Wei, Narcissus, or Black Hui, are they really that important to themselves, are they lovers, are they confidantes, are they my favorite handheld playthings? No, they are nothing!

In the face of the deepest obsession in my heart, even they don't want to interfere! In the end, there will always be only one person living in my heart, and that person is my own soul! Whoever dares to disobey the will of my soul, even if the disobedient person is myself, I will destroy myself without hesitation! I am me, I was who I was, I am now, and I will be the same me in the future!

Life will turn into dry bones in the sea of suffering, the sea of bitterness will be desolate and lonely under the dry bones, and the body will not be eternal in the desolation and loneliness after all, and the only thing that can really be eternal is the heart and soul that you support with your obsession!

Whenever the Night King comes, the crimson blood moon stares indifferently at the vast earth, Xia Yanfeng's heart will stir up the wildness that he has not seen for a long time, he has forgotten his past life and even this life, and has forgotten the mission left over from a thousand years ago, and his current self may not be so good, but at least the heart that has been turned into obsession can be inherited.

"What will be the consequences of this sea of spirits? I know I won't be able to change back for a while, but I'm still thinking about how to deal with it. After Xia Yanfeng was silent for a moment, he couldn't help but feel desolate when he looked around, he seemed to have been deeply infected by the desolation and dead silence in this other world.

"What will be the consequences, I can't give you an accurate answer. Guo Xing took a deep breath.

Xia Yanfeng smiled bitterly: "My feeling is not very good, it seems that in my heart, there is a demon about to wake up." ”

Guo Xing shook his head: "No, that demon is you, and you are waking up." ”

"I'm a demon? Hehe, it seems that in some way, I am no different from a demon. ”

With a sneer, Xia Yanfeng was determined, and his soul seemed to have returned to the past, back to the period when he first encountered fantasy, and to be the captain of Xia Yanfeng who "If the sky blocks me, I will tear down the sky"!

It was as if he was in a desperate situation on the island of Arranton, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of bears, but he had nothing to fear, and he only had the thought of killing these barricades!

Facing the sword mountain that was crisscrossing under the bloody wind and rain, Xia Yanfeng resolutely raised the sword of destiny, the blade wrapped in lightning, and the edge of the sky it pointed at was unstoppable!

The mottled mountain blades were twisted into pieces by the purple lightning brought up by the Sword of Destiny's "Thunderbolt", however, just as Xia Yanfeng stepped forward, a new blade emerged from the ground again, piercing the soles of Xia Yanfeng's feet!

Xia Yanfeng snorted, blood splattered, he was in terrible pain for a while, the blade came out of his instep, and the soles of Xia Yanfeng's feet were pierced!

"Damn...... Can't I even pass a level?" Blood flowed down from the soles of his feet, and Xia Yanfeng gritted his teeth and almost knelt on the ground.