There seems to be a "buzzing" sound in the air, which disappears when you listen closely. Ordinary people will basically take it as an illusion, or a bug flying by.

If Feng Luo thought so, he would have died hundreds of times. It should be a sound made by some kind of technique, able to hide the figure and avoid detection.

Walking over gently, Feng Luo was completely clueless. When I glanced around, I didn't see anything unusual, and I couldn't see where the people were hidden. Smell it with your nose, and there is no special smell either.

There was only an intermittent "buzzing" sound, although not obvious, but it reminded him that there was danger.

How long has it been since time flies? Feng Luo didn't know, because the sun was obscured by clouds at some point. There were more and more clouds, and it seemed that the whole sky was becoming overcast.

It was quiet and eerily quiet. Feng Luo was even more convinced that he had fallen into a trap. I don't know what kind of trap it is. The grass and trees around him were motionless, not even the shaking of the leaves.

The fog was lifted, and I watched a layer of mist like a tulle drift by. Fog drifts in constantly, reducing visibility. Feng Luo felt it wholeheartedly, and found that his senses were slowly declining and becoming dull.

In the fog, the temperature decreases. It seemed that winter was coming soon, and Feng Luo couldn't help but shiver. The weather in the Death Zone is different than the outside, presumably due to the perennial killings, which are gloomy and cold.

However, it was just beginning to fall and it was snowing, so the difference was too great. Feng Luo hugged his shoulders, and one or two snowflakes floated in front of him, and he couldn't help but nag.

Under the influence of the cold, Feng Luo's blood flow slows down and his body functions decline. Sleepiness hit him, and he yawned. I tried to open my eyes, but I was too sleepy.

"Can't sleep, can't sleep...... If you fall asleep, you will freeze to death......" Feng Luo reminded himself in a low voice. Suddenly cast a few pulses to warm up the body a little.

At this time, he pricked up his ears to listen again, and he could no longer hear the sound.

"Could it be that the ambush person was frozen to death?" Feng Luo muttered to himself, and then smiled proudly, "Let you hide, hehe, you can save burying yourself if you freeze to death in the snow, it's a pity to be branded." ”

I don't know how long it was, but it seemed like five or six hours. But the sky was still gloomy, and it did not continue to be dark. Feng Luo circled around, looking for a way out. But all he could see was a thick fog, and even the grass and trees were gone.

Under your feet, there is a thick layer of snow. I dug up the snow with a knife, but I couldn't see the ground, only snow.

Feng Luo began to panic and ran. But no matter how you run, you just can't run out, and the fog has no end. Moreover, he ran without knowing the direction, but he kept running on the flat ground without hitting anything!

"Ah, what the hell is this place? I just want to pass the assessment and leave the land of death!" Feng Luo finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore and fell to his knees and cried. After crying for a long time, he seemed to be tired, stretched his limbs, and lay flat on his back.

Sometimes dreaming and whispering, sometimes sitting up and yelling, sometimes hiding his face and crying bitterly. He fell asleep, and in his dreams, he heard his mother calling in his ear: Sleep, child, do not be afraid, dreams are your eternal home......

The snow covering Feng Luo's body became thicker and thicker, covering the whole and disappearing. In the end, there were traces of the human form, as if he had completely disappeared from this world.

His breathing became weak, and he only breathed once in a long time. Slow to almost complete stagnation, taking only one breath for a long time. The heartbeat is similarly weakened and tends to stop.

In the white mist, a human figure slowly appeared. The vague figure walked slowly, in accordance with a certain rhythm. The snowflakes fell, just bypassing, and none of them touched him.

Walking to where Feng Luo was lying, he stopped.

"Hmph, I don't know what is dead or alive. Do you think you're invincible when you get your pulse? I really don't want to go without your brand. Hurry up and get you the result less!" a hoarse voice sounded, and then pulled out a slender knife.

The long knife fell, aimed at Feng Luo's heart.

"When!" the knife seemed to fall on the stone rather than into the flesh.

Feng Luo, who was originally frozen, suddenly burst out and crashed into the comer. It is the effect of the turtle's possession and the galloping wind that knocks people into the air. The long knife rolled in the air and stabbed into the nearby tree, trembling.

Then, the knife that Feng Luo had already held in his hand, with the flip of his wrist, the future person was wrapped in the knife light. There is no way to dodge as much as possible.

The pulse qi surged, and Feng Luo slashed out a knife that was comparable to a god-level technique. Strong winds emanated from the blades, cutting through the mist. The sword light flickered, and the momentum was enough to open the world!

The mist was parted by the knife, and the clouds dispersed. The warm sun descended on the earth again, and all things gave birth to brilliance. The endless snow disappears in an instant!

In other words, the sun has been shining on the earth. It's just that in Feng Luo's eyes, there were dark clouds and heavy snow. When Feng Luo was fogging, he knew that something was wrong. In the bright sun, the fog suddenly appears and weakens the senses.

Why is there fog? Having experienced the fog zone, Feng Luo did not panic. And this fog does not retard the operation of the pulse qi, and the situation is much better. But the fog must be under someone's control!

And the physical feeling made him sure that he had fallen into a special trap. Feng Luo decided to make a plan, pretending that he couldn't stand the cold, and was drunk for a thousand years. The result of the technique is very similar to freezing to death.

Feng Luo succeeded, luring the man to appear. After the impact, the man's body trembled. Feng Luo slashed out with all his might, but he couldn't dodge, and a deep wound appeared in his chest.

At the same time, Feng Luo returned to the mountain forest where he had run. From the height of the sun, a quarter of an hour has passed at most.

It turned out to be just an illusion, not a control for natural factors. Feng Luo saw the situation clearly and breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, Feng Luo simply admits defeat.

"Why are you able to see through it?" the hoarse voice said with reluctance. This is a unique stunt, hidden deeply, and the first time I performed it today, I failed.

The rules change, you just need to get a brand, and you can leave. After enduring it for a long time, I finally couldn't help but use the strongest technique. It's a pity that he ran into Feng Luo and failed.

"I thought about it, there were some contradictions in the area, so I knew that the feeling was fake. Feng Luoyan smiled and sold a pass, "The biggest contradiction is that I'm not hungry!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He controls the perception of time, controls the feeling of cold, and changes the sensation of stepping on his feet. Unfortunately, he didn't control his feelings about food.

"I see, too much time has passed, but I haven't eaten, and the simple contradiction has made me careless!" the man laughed helplessly.

"I feel like many days have passed, but my stomach is not hungry, how can there be no contradictions. Feng Luo reactivated his pulse, ready for the final fight.

"Do you think you can win me by breaking through the realm of illusions?"

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