Zhao Xun couldn't stand such a stimulus, held the heavy sword of the fangs, rushed forward again, and slashed at the monster's head.

Bump! Bump! Bump! Bump!

I saw that the monster's head was constantly flashing with lightning and flint, and it seemed that it had caused him a lot of damage, but in fact, there was nothing to hinder his leisure.

"Your boy's sword is so weak that it tickles my scalp. The monster was lying on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it looked like he was tired and wanted to sleep.

Zhao Xun stood there, completely stupid, and couldn't think of any way at all. If it weren't for the extraordinary material of the Violent Tooth Heavy Sword, it would have been shattered by the monster's tough skin.

He sat down on the ground and tossed his fanged sword aside, dejected.

"Boy, don't be afraid, in this illusory world, one breath from the outside world is equivalent to ten years here, and I think you have at least five or six hundred years. The monster yawned, and became more and more sleepy.

"Five or six hundred years!"

Zhao Xun stood up suddenly, his eyes full of shock.

Zhang Changhe didn't want to kill him, but this must have been done to make Zhao Xun try the taste of despair, maybe after Zhang Changhe destroyed the entire Guangyang City, he would release Zhao Xun, but at that time, Zhao Xun had been in this illusion world for five or six hundred years, or even thousands of years.

"Zhang Chang hated it, I didn't expect it at all, I couldn't kill you at all, and I would never be able to leave the illusion world. Zhao Xun was hunched over and in a depressed mood.

"Hah...... Ahhh......h Okay......"

Before the monster could finish speaking, his big eyes closed.

Zhao Xun retracted his gaze, looked at the white ground in front of him, and sighed deeply.

Unchanged is always the most tormenting, maybe after Zhao Xun gets out of this illusionary world, he will become without any ambition and become a person who is afraid of moving forward. Imagine what it would be like for a person to spend hundreds of years in a small space.

This can also explain why Zhang Changhe is not very old, but he can have such strong strength and indifference like an old man.

"Maybe from Zhang Changhe's point of view, it takes courage to become a strong man, I think he should not have chosen to sleep in this illusory world back then, but continued to cultivate and make himself stronger. ”

Zhao Xun figured this out, and his spirit gradually recovered, and then he directly picked up the Violent Tooth Heavy Sword, stepped aside, and began to carry out rigorous cultivation.

He burst out all the power of his body, and then swung directly into the air with a sword.

Of course, this process is hard and boring, Zhao Xun's spiritual power is quickly used up, there are many elixirs to restore aura in the storage ring, Zhao Xun has no aura, he immediately swallows a pill, and then continues.

His goal is to leave the Illusory Realm within ten days, so that he can have the possibility of saving Guang Xiaoxiao, otherwise everything is empty talk.

"Bump!"

Zhao Xun would use his strongest blow every day to kill that monster. The monster didn't react much at all, and at most rolled over and continued to sleep.

Ten days later, the Storm Tooth Heavy Sword in Zhao Xun's hand was already a little unbearable, and as soon as the thunderbolt covered it, it instantly slashed towards the monster's neck.

"Bump!"

The huge anti-shock force shook Zhao Xun's hands numbly, and the monster did not die as Zhao Xun expected, but turned over lazily like the previous times.

Zhao Xun's face was full of horror, he took two steps back, and the heavy sword in his hand was also thrown to the ground by him. He couldn't believe that this fact was completely inconsistent with his cognition, he clearly felt that there had been rapid progress in the past ten days, and according to his expectations, he should be able to kill the monster. But the effect was no different from when he first came, and there was no scratch on the monster's skin, not even a slight blow mark.

Ten days of hard work, it turned out that he was still standing still, and this kind of blow is not easy for everyone who works hard.

After a moment of confusion in his heart, Zhao Xun thought of Guang Xiaoxiao outside, and suddenly felt that he couldn't be so decadent, so he grabbed the sword again, walked to the corner, and continued to cultivate.

Ten days is not good, Zhao Xun increased the time to one year, anyway, a year is just a breath, delaying this time, it doesn't matter to Zhao Xun.

He would give that monster a sword every day, of course, it basically had no effect, but fortunately, that monster's character was surprisingly good, and he didn't feel annoyed at all about the sword that Zhao Xun had to fight every day, maybe because Zhao Xun's strength was too weak, like an ant crawling over his body, and it would only occasionally itch.

In a blink of an eye, a year was about to pass, Zhao Xun, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, opened his eyes, this was the last day of the year, but he didn't have any confidence in his heart that he would be able to kill that monster.

That monster slept in this white light space for a year.

In the past year, Zhao Xun has not left any traces on this monster. Although there is no effect, the days still have to continue, and the struggle still can't be stopped, sighing, Zhao Xun stood up, took the heavy sword with fierce teeth, and rushed straight at the monster, slashing down with a sword.

"Bump!"

When the Storm Fang Heavy Sword slashed into the scalp of that monster, it was directly shocked by the monster's powerful defense.

Zhao Xun's originally vigorous spirit suddenly withered, and his legs lost the strength to support him, and he knelt down directly like a puddle of soft mud.

He had only one feeling, he wanted to cry.

After a year of struggle, nothing was gained, just like a year of standing still.

"Time has passed in the outside world. The monster got up and sat up, looked at Zhao Xun, and then twisted his neck and said: "According to your style of play, it is estimated that it will take thousands of years to kill me, so you can stay in this space for thousands of years with peace of mind, anyway, that kid will let you out." ”

Zhao Xun didn't talk, his heart was full of vicissitudes and resentment.

Hard work may not be rewarded, Zhao Xun has known this truth for a long time, but he still can't accept it when he really makes him feel this pain. In the past year, Zhao Xun was tired and tired every day, and his body had accumulated more and more erysipelas because he had taken too many elixirs to replenish aura, and he had to spend some time to get rid of the erysipelas in his body.

This process is painful, if you want to get rid of this pain, you can only give up taking the pill, but if you don't take the pill, what else can Zhao Xun do, sleep directly? Like this monster, sleep until Zhang Changhate releases him?

What about Guang Xiaoxiao from the outside world?

Between two fires.

"Being a human being is just so troublesome, and the more you want to achieve the goal, the more you can't achieve it. Seeing that Zhao Xun was depressed, the monster comforted him: "Some things are destined, and if you can't get it, you will never get it, as long as you accept your fate, it is very easy for people to live in this life." ”

Zhao Xun slowly raised his head, looking at the monster who looked terrifying, but his eyes were very kind, and he thought for a while.

What is meant to be, that can never be changed. If you violate this rule, you will change your life against the sky, and you will have to endure boundless calamities and endless suffering.

If you are destined to be a beast, do you still want to become a human? But once you realize the difference between a beast and a man, will you still be willing to be a beast?

No, no one with blood, no!

Zhao Xun took out a tonic elixir, swallowed it, then picked up the Tyrant Tooth Heavy Sword, walked to the side, and immediately began to cultivate.

The monster looked at Zhao Xun, there was a trace of treasure in his eyes, and he muttered, "This kid is really similar to the kid who came from before." ”

After sighing at this, the monster lay down and fell asleep again.

In a blink of an eye, seven years have passed, and only seven breaths have passed in the outside world, and Zhao Xun has taken all the pills in the storage ring. Zhao Xun had to spend half of his time meditating and cultivating every day to replenish his aura in order to support his difficult cultivation.

In the past seven years, Zhao Xun's cultivation has improved a little, from the original first order of the Jin Yuan Realm to the second order of the Jin Yuan Realm, and his strength has improved, but in terms of killing monsters, he has not seen any results, and he still can't make even a trace.

After a long time, Zhao Xun also understood, it is definitely not so simple to go out, the time to go out was set at ten days before, which was really a bit overwhelming, and now his goal is ten years to kill monsters. Although it didn't work, the good thing was that he had made some progress and could give him a little hope.

In the tenth year, Zhao Xun still failed. Although progress is indeed there, and even for outsiders, it is definitely shocking progress, but in the words of that monster, Zhao Xun's sword in the past was like an ant that was too small to crawl over him, and now Zhao Xun's sword is a big ant crawling over him.

For failure, Zhao Xun is used to it, if he loses, he will be defeated, anyway, he will not give in, and after slashing with a sword, he will return to the place of cultivation to continue practicing the sword.

If it doesn't work in ten years, then twenty years, if it doesn't work in twenty years, then thirty years!

Of course, fate loves to play tricks on people.

In this space, Zhao Xun quickly spent fifty-five years, over the years, his cultivation has improved to the fifth order of the Golden Yuan Realm, which is already the cultivation of the middle stage of the Golden Yuan Realm, but for killing that monster, Zhao Xun has barely made progress, and it is still the same.

Touch!

After the sword was cut down, Zhao Xun put down the heavy sword and exhaled lightly, but it still had no effect.

The monster was still sleeping, and saliva was pouring from its mouth.

"Fifty-five years have passed. Zhao Xun looked up at the top of the space, and his thoughts about the outside world invaded like a tide.

According to the biological clock of a normal person, Zhao Xun should be in his prime, no matter who he is, he has been locked up alone for fifty-five years, and he can think about everything clearly.

Although every time he cultivated, Zhao Xun forced himself not to think about those unimportant things, but he was not a cold-blooded animal, he had thoughts, worries, and memories of those previous things, whenever he failed and had no defense in his heart, these feelings all occupied Zhao Xun's heart.

"Whew!"

Zhao Xun shook his head and forced himself to calm down, but gradually found that he couldn't be as calm as before today, and his heart was extremely chaotic.

He originally thought that the past 55 years of failure had made him accustomed to failure, but today's mood could not be calmed down for a long time. It seems to have vented all the bitterness of the past 55 years.