Xiao Hei's eyes stared at the ancient proverb tightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't think that the illusion is illusory, if you can't pass through guò purgatory, you will fall into it forever, until your spiritual body completely withers, and at that time, you will also completely dissipate between heaven and earth." ”

"Do you want to continue?"

Gu Yan's palm clenched slightly, and then he nodded gently but firmly.

"Hehe, okay. ”

Xiao Hei smiled with relief, and didn't say more, only to see his finger volleyed out, and the light runes on the ancient magic flower gradually dissipated, and when the runes completely dissipated, the air in the entire cave seemed to be solidified.

Whining!

A strange sound came out quietly, and then the ancient proverb saw that a stream of rich black phantom incense, like a released demon, swept out madly, whistling in this cave.

Due to the fact that there are so many ancient magic flowers here. The concentration of that phantom incense was like ink, a rich and strange fragrance, even if a Creation Realm powerhouse rushed in at this time, he would definitely be dead or alive.

The warm white light shone on the body of the ancient proverb, but it isolated all the phantom incense that was as thick as ink, and Xiao Hei stood three feet away, and there was no phantom 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. ”

The ancient proverb 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. ”

The eyes of the ancient proverb are slowly closed, and the eyelids are closed, with a touch of fiery color. Flashing.

The black phantom incense finally poured into the light mask, and then the body of the ancient proverb was annihilated, and the sound of qiē completely disappeared at this time.

Xiao Hei stood aside, he quietly looked at the ancient proverb that was completely silent, and also let out a long breath, and then he muttered to himself: "Next, you really have to rely on yourself." ”

Not long after the black illusory incense disappeared into the ancient proverb, he felt his mind quickly fall 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 the eyes of the ancient proverb squint slightly.

The palm of his hand touched the ground and scratched it, it was an extremely hot grain of sand, and the ancient proverb narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he looked around, the whole heaven and earth, a red yellow, without the slightest extra 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?"

Gu Yan 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......"

Gu Yan frowned, felt the current body, and realized that now he had nothing, 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.

The ancient proverb raised his head wordlessly, the bright sun in the sky was like a fire, the blazing temperature made him hot, and the sand under his feet gradually made his feet tingle, with his weak body, how long could he hold on in this kind of place?

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

"It's coming so fast. ”

Seeing this, the ancient proverb 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 the ancient proverb was directly swept 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. ”

The old proverb trembled all over, this pain was especially strong compared to the real physical pain, and the sand whip was as if his body had been torn in half.

Large drops of sweat fell from the ancient proverb'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.

The old proverb wolf bèi rolled over the ground, and two sand whips were slammed on the ground, and the earth trembled.

Bang bang bang!

However, with the ancient proverb, the agility of this body is obviously impossible to completely avoid, so in the next moment, there are several sand whips, which are slammed on his body.

Syllable.

The body of the ancient proverb was directly pumped into the sand by this fierce whipping, and half of the body was exposed at this time, and the indescribable pain instantly made the ancient proverb's eyes climb up 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 the old proverb any time to think about these things, the storm raged, and one after another sand whips were 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.

Gu Yan's eyes were blurred, his mouth kept coming out of his rapid breathing, his face 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.

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

This discovery made Degu Yan feel slightly happy in his heart, if this is the case, when he recovers a little more, the next time he suffers that kind of injury, he should be able to relax a little.

"Huh?"

Just when this thought flashed in Gu Yan'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 wind turned into an overwhelming blade.

"Isn't it!"

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

"Woo!"

However, the facts did not give the old proverb a half of luck, and as soon as his voice fell, the overwhelming wind blade was already whistling down, and finally drowned 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, the ancient proverb finally clearly understands the meaning of this "purgatory", he is here, he does not have the same powerful physical body and spiritual power as before, only the weak spiritual body, the strength of this spiritual body, any kind of tribulation in this "purgatory", can truly wipe it out in this virtual and real world.

But this kind of place, once entered, there is no way back, so he is not qualified to do multiple-choice questions, the only thing he can do is to survive, otherwise, what awaits him will be a real dead end.

The experience is quite cruel, but fortunately, the ancient proverb 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.

This point, as the old proverb has been clear 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. (To be continued......)