The old monster paused, and then continued: "Later, Daluan's sect family began to unite, and the entire martial arts could not tolerate my Holy Sect, so I went to visit each family sect, and those reluctant people saw that my cultivation was profound, and they didn't dare to say anything, but they privately united to exterminate my Holy Sect!"

Although thirty years have passed, the old monster is still full of resentment at this moment, and it is obvious that this matter has become a knot in his heart. Zhang Ling just listened quietly.

"That day I received the war book, made a gambling contract, if I win the old bald donkey of Yunxi Temple can gain a foothold in Daluan, I will go to the appointment alone, that battle, I lost, Yunxi Temple hidden dragon crouching tiger, that old guy beat me half a move, after the defeat I woke up, I was already imprisoned in this Yunlian forbidden land. If you give me another ten years, no, only five years, I will be able to defeat him."

The old monster said, his eyes were a little dim. Although victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, how can there be so many opportunities for you to lose, often a defeat is a lifetime!

"I just didn't expect the Holy Sect to suffer a second disaster!" When he said the second sentence, his voice gradually weakened, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to feel guilty in his heart!

Zhang Ling said, "Is there any way I can save you out?" Zhang Ling naturally didn't want to release the old monster, but he expected that he would definitely not be able to release it, it was just a delaying tactic!

Hearing this, the old monster sneered a little, and said, "How can it be so easy to get out of Yunlian Purgatory, you can't save me"

Zhang Ling's expression was gloomy and he said, "Is it really impossible to get out?"

"Unless...... Unless I have realized the Heavenly Dao, step out of the Divine Void and enter the realm of the Convergence Dao, I will be able to get out of this Cloud Lotus Purgatory. However, it has been thirty years, and the shackles that cannot be broken for thirty years must be the end of my life."

The old monster said slowly

Zhang Ling bowed down again and said respectfully, "Please don't lose confidence, get out of trouble as soon as possible, save my Holy Sect from fire and water, and revive the majesty of the Holy Sect."

"Fire and water?"

"The Holy Sect is in Beidi, cooperating with the King of Beidi, and in recent years, it has also recuperated, but a few days ago, Beidi was swallowed by the surrounding Daluan, Xia, Shangyang, and Xiling Kingdoms, and the Holy Sect and Beidi supported each other, naturally they were indispensable to contribute, and they also lost a lot, Beidi was destroyed, and the Holy Sect was naturally greatly damaged, and I was also the kind of one who escaped by luck in the war, and was chased and killed by the killers, and fled to this place."

"Hmph, Sheng Ji, he's the sect leader, hasn't he thought of a plan?" the old monster shook the chain violently, and the gravel in the hole splashed.

Zhang Ling said, "After the villain participated in that battle, he fled to Daluan, and since then he has lost contact."

"Hmph" The old monster didn't speak, but his face was tense.

Long

The old monster raised his head and stared at Zhang Ling

Zhang Ling was a little chilled and didn't dare to look at him.

"Come here," said the old monster's sinister voice

Zhang Ling's heart was extremely nervous, this old monster still didn't believe himself, looking at the bone residue piled up next to the old monster like a small sand dune, which was the most dense in the entire cave, Zhang Ling naturally understood that close to the old monster, he might soon become a handful on the sand dune, but in the cave, he couldn't help himself at all, although he tried hard to get rid of control, but the old monster's true qi had already restrained his whole body, controlling Zhang Ling's legs to slowly move towards the old monster, since he couldn't get rid of it, then boldly greeted death, Zhang Ling already held the heart of death, and took the initiative to move towards the old monster, every step was like stepping towards death。

Walk up to three feet in front of the old youkai and stop.

"Raise your head and look at me" The old monster said in a cold tone, his face expressionless.

A huge force imprisoned himself, lifted Zhang Ling's chin, and looked into the eyes of the old monster.

Those eyes were like a deep and bottomless pool, Zhang Ling felt that he was falling, and he was gradually falling into the deep pool, constantly sinking, feeling that he couldn't breathe, the six gods had no master, and his brain was blank. It feels infinitely close to death, it feels like its memories are dissipating, it feels like another mass of consciousness is being forced into its head, it feels like it's gradually becoming two.

The word "snatch away!" flashed from Zhang Ling's head, the old man once said this witchcraft, Zhang Ling once didn't believe that this world could occupy other people's bodies, doves occupy magpies' nests. But now this is gradually happening to me. This feeling of death is so strong, consciousness is lost, I want to say something, but I can't control my mouth at all, because there is another group of consciousness that is gradually seizing control of his body, Zhang Ling's consciousness is like a sponge squeezed, excluded, hollowed out, as if he is like a homeless orphan, helpless, drifting.

Zhang Ling slowly passed out.

The old monster's eyes were blazing. There is an indescribable excitement, and that is the yearning for freedom.

But there is also a hint of caution. Timid, as if he were a mouse stealing food, for fear of alarming the sleeping old cat.

At this time, suddenly the diamond ring on the neck of the old monster emitted a yellow halo, and the old monster was startled, he knew, cat, wake up!

When he landed, the old monster let out a painful groan, his heart was shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes immediately dimmed a lot, and the color on his face instantly turned gray, as if he was a few years older in an instant.

Failed again!

The old monster smiled self-deprecatingly, adding blood to his mouth.

I've tried so many times and still don't give up. The pile of white bones beside him were all killed after his own failure to take over,

And this time it's the closest. Maybe it's because the two of them have the same internal skills, so if they go the farthest, they are just one step away from successfully seizing the house and escaping from the cage.

However, he was still defeated.

He was unwilling.

The genius who has already touched the threshold of the path before he is forty, the Divine Void Heavenly Child. But because of his own self-madness and buried a good time, imprisoned in this dark cave that can't see the sun all day long, Yunlian purgatory, the aura is scarce, and the grass and trees can't grow, here by relying on strong perseverance, and this already dry mountain to eat the thin aura and survive.

That's 30 years!

Thirty years have passed.

He was furious.

Anger should not be arrogant.

But it was too late to understand.

When the real captivity is here, this frustration only deepens when you really realize that there is no hope of escape.

The old monster tilted its head, its face distorted, and gritted its teeth, wanting to scream, to fight, to break through this cage.

In the end, it was just hoarse, defeated, and accepted it all.

The true qi that controlled Zhang Ling immediately dissipated, and Zhang Ling fell to the ground.

When Zhang Ling woke up, it was as if he had just had a dream.

"You're awake," the old monster's voice remembered, looking a little weak.

Zhang Ling saw the face of the old monster, gray and dull, sickly sallow. Like a dying man.