And at this moment, Liu Feng's mind was full of darkness, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into the bottomless abyss, only to feel that there was a faint darkness in all directions, there was no light, there was no sound, this seemed to be a silent void, and it seemed to be a silent night, which made him feel an unimaginable fear, as if this was a lifeless dead place!

"Why is this like this..." Liu Feng shouted in horror, this kind of out-of-body state was not the first time he had encountered it, he still remembered that when he broke through the little demon realm, just like this moment, it was also his consciousness that floated out, allowing him to witness the scene of a big mouse stepping through the sky.

But that time he was more like watching a movie, although he watched the style of the mouse in full of horror, and finally got a method that allowed him to fly, but this time, Liu Feng felt like he had fallen into hell, "What kind of place is this? There won't be another big monster!... But this is human territory!...

Liu Feng was completely confused by the black curtain in front of him, he only felt that his soul was floating here and there, floating and fluttering, and there seemed to be no end, and it was dark everywhere!

After drifting for an unknown amount of time, a few traces of color were finally revealed in the darkness, and the consciousness slowly approached the color, and the clear color contrast, something that made Liu Feng feel so frightened gradually presented the whole picture.

A round ball of flesh the size of a small mountain, its surface is crisscrossed with blood vessels, each of which is the thickness of a thigh, one by one, protruding out, about to burst, among which there is a slow surge, as if blood is flowing, the blood vessels are dense, many of them extend out, stretching into all directions, as if rooted in the darkness.

The whole ball of flesh seemed to be a sarcoma that had been cut out rawly, looking bloody, although he couldn't smell the smell, Liu Feng still felt a retching bloody breath coming, a drop of bright red mucus turned over the bulging blood vessels, and when it dripped, it had turned into ink-like black, "Da!" and the surrounding darkness merged into one!

"Oh oh~~~~" A tone that only appears in horror movies seems to sound, Liu Feng feels that his soul is trembling, as if it will dissipate at any time, he really doesn't want to stay here for a second!

What are you afraid of!

The meat ball seemed to stretch out the wings of two demons in the darkness, and it actually floated towards the willow wind leisurely, and the blood vessels that stretched out into the black curtain were like blood snakes, getting closer and closer to the willow wind.

"Youkai!" he shouted without knowing it, what a shame, and now he was completely finished with his identity!

The more he struggled, the faster the meat ball seemed to float, and in an instant, the blood red was reflected on the screen, and Liu Feng's consciousness was intimately in contact with the meat ball, "!" This was his last scolding.

"Boom!" It seemed that Mars had hit the earth, and Liu Feng's mind erupted with a violent roar, and the world in his eyes was once again colorless, but this time it was blank!

When his vision gradually became clear, Liu Feng saw the black screen in front of him, "Vomit!

The reason why he is so disgusting is that at the last moment in the dark, the deepest feeling he felt was sticky, and his face was sticky, as if someone had twisted a thick snot and thrown it on his face.

Liu Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he looked at the black screen again, he found that it was different, in this black screen painting, the red ball disappeared, "Could it be that the vision just now has something to do with the painting in the screen?

Liu Feng couldn't help but touch the screen and the difference between it and before, as soon as he touched the screen, he felt a sticky touch, with the encounter that had not disappeared just now, Liu Feng was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, and at a glance, he suddenly felt very strange, because the tips of his fingers had turned black, and it seemed to be stained with black dregs.

"What's the matter? Isn't the dust on these screens unwipeable?" Liu Feng thought in astonishment, at that time, Li Tianxi wiped the screen without a trace of dust was still vivid, but at this moment, he seemed to have deducted the dust and painting ink together.

Rubbing the black of his fingertips with his hand, it feels smooth, like a non-sticky jelly, under Liu Feng's gentle rubbing, these black things were rolled into a small ball by him, looking at the small ball in his hand, Liu Feng had a trace of reverie, "Although this little black ball is no different from the mud ball that I rubbed off my body when I was fine, but if I roll it bigger, isn't it similar to someone else's bead embryo?"

In the previous life on the earth, in the fresh era of the 21st century, could any swing and classroom be 'dry'? Naturally, Liu Feng did not corrupt the 'door wind' on the earth at the beginning, and it was also trendy.

He still remembers that it was a windy and full moon night, pulling a female classmate who couldn't see her face clearly in the dark night, and strengthened her courage, so she hurriedly released each other's restraints on a park bench, and then shivered, that cold!

Dispelling the last bit of diaphragm, Liu Feng took out a remnant sword from the storage ring, which made what he had been reluctant to throw finally come in handy, starting from the corner of the screen, Liu Feng began to blow it carefully with his sword.

The screen looked very large, but in the end, when there was no trace of black, Liu Feng only had an extra black thing in his left hand, and then he rubbed it with both hands, it was very elastic, I don't know if he deliberately, or the black slag on the screen was so much, and when he kneaded it into a round ball, Liu Feng felt that its size was really similar to the bead embryo in someone else's hand!

And this ball composed of dust and black ink, when formed, turned out to be less black and more gray, at first glance, it is really very similar to Zhang Shouqing's layer of dust bead embryo!

"A layer of dust beads?" Liu Feng looked at the screen that was gone, feeling a little relieved, "In this way, maybe you can hide from the world!"

"This screen can be blown down, so can the rest?" Liu Feng was suddenly stunned, thinking of this possibility, although the sense of oppression in the ninth floor had disappeared, but Liu Feng still had palpitations, and he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked downstairs.

When he left the screen and walked down the ninth floor, Liu Feng didn't notice at all that at the center of his eyebrows, a small black dot shaped like cinnabar disappeared at some point, as if it had never appeared!

"Hey! I can't!" Standing in front of the screen of the sky-high pillar on the eighth floor, Liu Feng looked at the shallow layer of dust on the screen that could not be wiped off, and couldn't help but be disappointed, turned to look at the roof, and muttered in his heart: "Maybe only the dust on that screen can be wiped off!"

Faintly, Liu Feng felt that the reason why the dust on the screen in the ninth layer was brought down by him was related to the disappearance of the red ball in it, but the specific connection, he couldn't guess the reason even if he wanted to break his head!

Walking to the first floor, Liu Feng still didn't intend to give up touching it, but every time, he only felt a trace of astringency, and when he looked at his hand, it was clean, "Tengteng!" The sound of going downstairs echoed in the mirage.

Holding his homemade beads tightly, "I don't know if it works?" Then, Liu Feng pushed open the door of the mirage with a very nervous mood, and walked out very nervously.

The sunlight outside is obviously much more dazzling than the mirage, Liu Feng couldn't help blinking a few times, in the blurred moment, he felt a shaking in front of him, and when the line of sight was clear, he saw several more people in front of him, they all looked at him with serious expressions, and the breath was even more amazing than the other.

Liu Feng looked at these unfamiliar figures, his heart immediately beat wildly, and without the slightest preparation, Liu Feng felt that his knees were a little weak.

Fortunately, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, the voice was hearty and kind, it was Chen Shengnan's voice, he stood in the distance, and actually transmitted the voice to Liu Feng's ears.

I only heard Chen Shengnan say: "This junior brother, in front of you are several elders of this sect, they have some questions they want to ask you, you don't have to be afraid, just answer them truthfully!"

Liu Feng subconsciously looked at Chen Shengnan's side, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a small eye looking at him, the owner of the eyes was none other than Elder Chen, who had a large body like a hill.

Quickly retracting his gaze, Liu Feng became even more nervous in his heart, "Sure enough, the last one came out, but it still attracted attention, they couldn't have seen any clues!"

And Hai Dafu, who had been standing beside Chen Shengnan, his eyes lit up, and he said in his heart, "Sure enough, it's him, it seems that this matter needs to be reported to the sect master!" Among the elders present, he was the only one who knew that it was this disciple who was surrounded and passed the Mirror Lake without entering the illusion realm at the second level.

After that, an inquiry that made Liu Feng's body hard all the time unfolded.

"Little guy, have you climbed to the ninth floor?" Elder Li, who had a stern face, said in an old-fashioned manner, and when he saw Liu Feng nodding, he asked again, "What's in there?"

Liu Feng looked at the few people in front of him who couldn't be provoked at a glance, and said, "There is only one screen on it, and there is nothing else on it!"

"There is also a screen!" the medicine woman whispered, glancing at the mirage.

"What's painted on the screen?" asked the blade, as if with a deep meaning.

Liu Feng recalled the screen that he had blown so that even the ink did not exist, and his heart tightened, because he also heard that these elders who seemed to be tortured to extract confessions did not know everything in the ninth layer, as if they had never gone up before, but they might not be able to say in the future, so Liu Feng decided to answer truthfully, and said, "The screen is blank!

Fortunately, the few people in front of them didn't have the slightest difference after hearing this, only to hear one of the blue-robed elders say coldly: "Let's see your bead embryo! Why are you holding the bead embryo so tightly!"

Liu Feng seemed to be silent on his face, but his heart seemed to have jumped to his throat, and he slowly stretched out his hand in desperation, presenting his kneaded ball in front of everyone's eyes.

The gray-gray ball was dull and dull, showing a touch of black on it, no different from an ordinary dust bead embryo, "The dark gray is transparent to ink, and it is indeed a nine-layer dust bead embryo!" An elder said the identification that made Liu Feng feel at ease.