Numbness and pain swept through the body, his vision turned black, and there seemed to be countless purple flying insects swaying, but fortunately, she still saw clearly, when the heavenly punishment fell, the tail of his eyes reflected the purple light of the heavenly punishment, and the long eyelashes also seemed to be dyed a little light purple, and the eyes contained worried emotions, when the vision was dark, her memory was fixed on the half step he subconsciously took out, and this nervous appearance was like stepping on the tip of her heart.

But soon Feng Ling didn't have the heart to think about his own Heavenly Dao.

There is more than one heavenly punishment, it is not as magnificent as the punishment, it does not have too thick pillars of light, it seems to have been suppressed to the lowest range, only the thickness of a finger, but the split on the body also makes Feng Ling feel as if her soul is about to be shattered, she feels like a piece of iron, after being burned by the fire, it is put on the cutting board and beaten hard, three hundred and sixty degrees have been reshaped without dead ends, the body has long been unconscious, and her ears are full of buzzing noise.

The thunder of death is too domineering, and the thunder aura that provides the operation of the heavenly eye has no effect, and Feng Ling can only rely on his weak consciousness to feel what the thunder aura that enters his body and destroys his body like a hammer looks like it, and what special structure it has to distinguish it.

The pain caused by the heavenly punishment was completely different from the usual injury, Feng Ling felt a tingling in her consciousness, although her body was unconscious, she also tried her best to control her body and hold the little phoenix tightly.

The little phoenix is at level eight, maybe it won't be so uncomfortable under the seventh-level heavenly punishment?

Feng Ling's consciousness was torn and healed, time seemed to pass very slowly, but it seemed like a long time had passed, Feng Ling could only feel that the world was dark, and he could only occasionally see a purple lightning shining from the sky, and the faint purple light illuminated this dark world, but it was strange, there was nothing here.

Feng Ling still retains some lucid consciousness, and after thinking about it, he understands that this is not the real world, a bit like a sea of consciousness and a bit like a dream.

She controlled her consciousness to drift in this black world, there was no land here, it was like that boundless and empty black nightmare, and Feng Ling didn't know how long it had been floating or how far it had gone. She endured the sharp pain of tearing and waited for a lightning bolt to come, and she immediately enlarged all her consciousness and began to see the world clearly.

Suddenly, she was startled, and although she tried her best to control her emotions, the ball of consciousness still trembled.

Underneath this nothingness was like a black lake, and when the thunder and lightning lit one side, she looked down and saw her face reflected in the lake, not the appearance of the celestial, nor the appearance of the player, it was her most real appearance, and unlike looking in the mirror, she was smiling at herself in the black lake.

Her real appearance is not beautiful, but she is not ugly, at this time she is laughing in the reflection in the lake, but the smile is a little sad, Feng Ling never thought that her face could smile like a ghost. Forget it, but at the moment when the thunder and lightning disappeared and the light disappeared, the self in the lake was shattered into pieces like a mirror, and this experience made her feel creepy.

Where the hell is this?

Feng Ling suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and continued to wander in the black, and whenever there was a thunderbolt struck, she looked at the black lake, trying to see what was inside, she basically saw herself, except for the first time was her true appearance, it was basically the stunning little face of the Heavenly Dependent, and the ending of the broken real appearance, when the light was dimmed, the face of the Heavenly Favored Person would become dim, like a corpse without a look, staring at her with lifeless black eyes.

It's a weird experience, like being stared at by your own dead body.

The black world was boundless, but Feng Ling felt the pressure getting heavier and heavier as she swam, and at this time she seemed to be a little accustomed to the darkness, and she could vaguely see what was in the lake even without the faint light of thunder and lightning.

In the end, Feng Ling not only saw herself, but also saw Feng Xiao, Feng Jiu, Luo Jin, Xinghe and Buzhi, as well as many familiar faces, their state in the reflection of the lake is very weird, except for themselves as if they were looking in the mirror, the pictures of other people present seem to be seen from their own perspectives, like a video recorded from her eyes, it is her memory.

But Feng Ling is very clear that he has not experienced what happened in the lake, although some scenes are very similar, but the details are different, but they are like present

It's like a copy of a real memory error.

The reflections in the lake are incoherent, chaotic like fragments, and there are many different details, but most of them repeat a scene, like making a movie, the same small plot is filmed several times, each time it looks similar, but there are subtle differences.

Feng Ling didn't have the extra energy to sort out the reflection in the lake, she was trying her best to stay awake in the continuous pain brought by the heavenly punishment, and she didn't know how long she swam, her consciousness seemed to touch a transparent barrier, and when she hit it, she felt hit a wall, which made her dizzy, and when she regained her consciousness, she saw that Buzhi was reflected in the lake.

Like a memory, it starts to play from her point of view, the first thing that catches Fengling's attention is his eyes, she especially likes these clean and clear eyes, especially when the long eyelashes are slightly drooping, although he often exudes an aura of being close to others in front of others, but when he is in front of her, his eyes will be much softer, which makes him look particularly warm and harmless.

However, the Bu Zhi in the reflection is very different from what she remembers, there is still no joy or anger on her handsome face, the eyes that Feng Ling particularly likes are not light purple, but dull gray, with Feng Ling's common iceberg face, and her face is a little depressed and painful, which is a state that Feng Ling has never seen, even if she knows that these are not true, but Feng Ling still feels a little distressed when she sees this scene.

Her consciousness was close to the lake and wanted to touch Buzhi's face, the consciousness ball seemed to rub against the water of the black lake, so that the reflection appeared in circles and ripples, and then she found that the reflection had changed, Buzhi's appearance seemed to have its own filter, and her eyes seemed to refract the light purple broken light, which was good-looking, but it was dyed with deep exhaustion and relief, and she was suddenly thrown off the water.

Feng Ling took out a small part of his consciousness and wiped the small ball that his consciousness had turned into, but he found that it was not lake water, it was actually red blood!

Then she looked down and saw that the black lake was centered on her, as if there was a continuous spread of blood from here, dyeing this black lake red, in the blood-colored reflection, Feng Ling saw that Bu Zhi's face was resolute, his eyes were boundless cold, the angle of his sight was not very good, and because the lake was dyed red, Feng Ling couldn't see his face clearly at this moment, but he clearly felt a breath of loneliness and pain that made people's hearts palpitate.

Did something serious happen?!