The warm white light shone on Zhu He's body, but it isolated all those thick ink-like illusory fragrances, Xiao Hei stood three feet away, and there was no illusory incense around him.

"Immediately the illusory incense will begin to erode you, and the light around you will purify the demonic energy in the illusory incense, but you will still fall into the illusion, and the rest is up to you. Xiao Hei said with a solemn face.

"Hmm. ”

Zhu He nodded slowly, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down the fluctuating state of mind. And then on. That's what he saw. The warm mask around the body began to fade gradually.

And the black ink-like fragrance around him was like a demon crawling out of the Nine Shadows, surging wildly towards him.

"Come on, let me see how good you are. ”

Zhu closed his eyes slowly, and the moment his eyelids were closed, there was a touch of fiery. Flashing.

The black phantom incense finally poured into the light mask, and then annihilated Zhu He's body, and all the sounds completely disappeared at this time.

Xiao Hei stood aside, he quietly looked at Zhu He, who was completely in silence, and also let out a long breath, and then he muttered to himself: "Next, you can really only rely on yourself." ”

Not long after the black phantom incense disappeared Zhu He, he felt that his mind quickly fell into darkness. In the dark, there was silence. After a long time, the darkness finally began to fade slightly, and the dazzling sunlight shone down from the sky, making Zhu He's eyes squint slightly.

The palm of his hand touched the ground and scratched it, it was extremely hot sand grains, Zhu He's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked around, the whole heaven and earth, a red yellow. There is not the slightest excess color.

The heat rises between the heavens and the earth, like a boiling scroll, and he is a grasshopper in a hot pot.

It seems to be a desert.

"This is purgatory?"

Zhu He frowned, stood up, patted the fiery sand in his hand, and then he habitually wanted to urge the spiritual power in his body, and then, his body stiffened. Because he suddenly found that the spiritual power in his body had disappeared completely at this time.

"I can't even use my spiritual power......"

Zhu He's brows furrowed, and he felt his current body, only to realize that now he didn't have anything, no majestic spiritual power, no powerful body, and no full soul power. The only thing he had was this body that was as weak as when he had just cultivated.

Zhu He raised his head wordlessly, and the bright sun in the sky was like a blazing fire, that kind of blazing temperature. It made him hot all over, and the sand under his feet gradually made his feet tingle, with his weak body, in such a place. And how long can it last?

"Now my body should be transformed by soul power. But it's too weak, isn't it? It's too quiet, isn't it?" Zhu He looked up into the distance, and then gradually, his complexion began to change, as he saw. In the distance, a huge tornado storm was rolling in with monstrous yellow sand.

"It's coming so fast. ”

Seeing this, Zhu He couldn't help but curse secretly, and ran away, he didn't think that with his current body, he would not be torn to pieces if he fell into this kind of storm.

However, the storm was clearly coming at him, and 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.

Bang!

A low voice sounded, and Zhu He was directly whipped away. The sharp pain spread over his shoulder, and he turned his head to look at it, only to see blood flowing on his back, and a hideous scar pulled directly from his shoulder to his waist.

"It hurts. ”

Zhu He trembled, this pain was particularly strong compared to the real physical pain, and that sand whip was as if his body had been torn in half.

Large drops of sweat fell from Zhu He's forehead, and then he raised his head, his pupils suddenly shrank, only to see that the storm was approaching, and in the storm, more than a dozen huge sand whips flew out, frantically pumping at him.

Zhu He rolled over in embarrassment, and the two sand whips slammed on the ground, and the earth trembled.

Bang bang bang!

However, with the sensitivity of Zhu He's current body, it was obvious that he could not completely avoid it, so in the next moment, there were several sand whips, which were slammed on his body.

Syllable.

Zhu He's body was directly whipped into the sand by this fierce whipping, and half of his body was exposed at this time, and the indescribable pain instantly made Zhu He's eyes climb bloodshot.

He finally understood why this trial was called "Purgatory", because here, it really would draw the dead!

Bang bang bang!

The brutal storm didn't give Zhu He any time to think about these things, the storm raged, one after another sand whips, swung out fiercely, and then all fell on the flesh and blood figure whose body had been embedded in the sand.

Bang bang scared!

The crisp sound of the sand whip falling on the body continued to echo in the desert, and the figure in the sand would struggle at first, but by the end, it was almost immovable, as if it had lost its life.

The ravages of the 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 stretched out tremblingly, and then a bloody figure crawled out of it.

Whew.

Zhu He's eyes were blurred, his mouth kept coming out of his rapid breathing, his face was covered with blood, and there was a trace of residual palpitations, he finally understood the horror of this so-called "purgatory".

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.

Zhu He was lying on the hot sand, he could feel the sharp pain in his body dissipating slightly, and at the same time as the severe pain dissipated, his originally weak body seemed to have become a little stronger.

This discovery made Zhu He's heart slightly happy, if this is the case, wait for him to recover a little. The next time you take that kind of damage, you should be able to take it a little easier.

"Huh?"

Just when this thought flashed in Zhu He's heart, he suddenly noticed that the temperature between heaven and earth had strangely decreased, and then he slowly raised his head, only to see that in mid-air, the cold cold wind turned into an overwhelming fierce wind blade.

"Isn't it!"

Zhu He looked at this scene, and his body, which was already in severe pain, shivered fiercely.

"Woo!"

However, the facts did not give Zhu Hebansi a fluke, and his voice just fell. The overwhelming blade of wind was already whistling down, and finally drowning him.

The terrible screams 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, Zhu He finally clearly understood the meaning of this "purgatory", he was here, and he did not have the same powerful physical and spiritual power as before. The only thing is the weak spirit body, the strength of this spirit body, any kind of tribulation in this "purgatory". can really erase it 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 could do was to get through, or else. What awaits him will be a real dead end.

The experience is quite cruel, but fortunately, Zhu He also expected this, there is no power that comes from heaven and earth, if the soul master is really so easy to achieve, the number of heaven and earth will not be so rare.

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

Zhu He clearly understood this from the beginning.

Hail poured down from the sky like a torrential rain, and the red yellow earth had already turned white, and a cold air visible to the naked eye was permeating, and even the air was showing signs of turning into ice crystals at this time

And somewhere in this land of ice and snow, a thin figure, shivering under the falling snowflakes, he sat cross-legged on the ground, his skin showed a dark blue color, and the blood, muscles, and bones in his body seemed to be eroded by the cold at this time.

Snort!

Snowflakes fell from all around him, and when they swept over his body, blood marks suddenly appeared, and after the wound, no blood flowed out, looking like a withered corpse.

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His black hair was falling, and a pair of black eyes without the slightest focus and fluctuating were around him, and there was a kind of twilight emanating from him, as if he was about to die.

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, a trace of vitality hidden in the depths of the figure's unfocused black eyes appeared, and then his body trembled wildly.

His palms were clenched tightly, his nails were pinched into his palms, and he saw that the wounds all over his body gradually became scarlet at this time, and then the blood was like a spring, and it immediately seeped out.

The whole person instantly turned into a bloody person.

Ahh

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

He knelt on the ground with his legs, his head against the ground, and his fists slammed on the ground, before his body was eroded by the cold, he almost lost his sense of the body, so even if the countless snowflakes like blades swept over his body, he didn't feel anything, and the terrible thing was that this sharp pain did not disappear directly, but accumulated on his body, and when the cold faded and his body returned to control. The sudden burst of pain. Enough to make a person with a strong mind. Tortured by it.

The low roar of pain lasted for half an hour, and the figure finally gradually stopped, and his body was almost paralyzed and fell to the ground, and his fingers did not even have the strength to move.

"Damn purgatory. ”

Zhu He buried half of his face in the sand, that face was extremely haggard, and the time here seemed to be a little different from the outside world, but Zhu He had been enjoying the perverted ordeal here for two months.

Every day of him. They were all spent in endless pain, and every time, he would really feel the approach of death, although he used to walk between the knife edges, but that feeling was especially obvious here, because at least ten times, Zhu He's clinging mind was almost lost in that terrible pain.

And once lost, his spiritual body will also disappear completely. So there is no chance to come back.

"This time the ice and snow are cold, compared to last time. It's even more powerful. ”

Zhu He felt the gradual recovery of the physical strength in his body, and the originally confused mind also returned, he could feel that the ice and snow cold this time was much stronger than last time, obviously, the various experiences here are getting stronger every time, and once he can't become stronger with this kind of strengthening, then he will not be able to bear it in the end, so naturally, there will be no good results.

If you want to survive here, you have to adapt to the brutal rhythm here.

This strong sense of crisis forced Zhu He's body to become stronger after experiencing that terrible pain, and the only thing that made Zhu He feel relieved was that he could also feel that his body was getting stronger at a slow speed.

This body is not his real body, but his spiritual body, that is to say, his soul power is gradually becoming stronger, and he is moving towards the level of a divine soul master, step by step.

This progress may be slow, but it does give a sense of hope.

Zhu He exhaled, he raised his head and looked at this boundless and endless land, with a touch of persistence in his eyes that could not be erased even after so many years of ups and downs, he believed that one day, he would show disdain for this purgatory.

"You wait for me!"

Zhu He gritted his teeth and said viciously to the sky, and then he struggled to get up, and walked away in the distance in embarrassment, he knew that soon, it would be the next round of tribulation.

As he stayed in this purgatory for longer and longer, Zhu He could faintly feel that he was not the only one in this purgatory, and that vague perception might be the key to finally being able to leave. (To be continued.) )