Fang Yan had experienced something like this, and at this time, he seemed to be fighting this seemingly invincible giant demon shadow completely by instinct. But at such times, it can stimulate Fang Yan's fighting spirit, arouse his inner obsession and unyielding will.

A black shadow of hundreds of zhang in size pressed down from the sky, like a black mountain, and the dialect had no fear, and suddenly jumped up again, raising his knife and slashing it desperately. It's a pity that he couldn't get close at all, and was once again knocked away from a distance, in front of a mountain-like figure, Fang Yan was like a weak ant, how could he shake such a huge body. Everything that has been done seems futile, and it is ridiculous.

But Fang Yan didn't give up, he fell down again and again, and stood up again and again, just for the unyielding fighting spirit hidden in his heart, he didn't give in in front of the huge demon shadow, except for fighting, all worries were thrown away. At this moment, his body was already in a mess, covered in a layer of black blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the blood he shed or the shadows that had been slain.

The most bizarre thing is that after such a long period of desperate fighting, Fang Yan has also suffered fatal blows many times, and his body is on the verge of being shattered several times, but soon his body will slowly condense strangely and gradually return to its original state, as if his physical body is an immortal real body. And the dialect in the midst of extreme excitement may have been confused, and did not notice these extremely unusual things, as if they were supposed to be like this, but kept inspiring the fighting spirit and repeatedly rushing to kill.

Finally, after a ferocious knife, Fang Yan actually cut off a small piece of the Demon Shadow's body, although it was only a small scar, but it finally caused a little injury to it, and also made Fang Yan's spirit greatly lifted, this fight is still the first time to hit this powerful Demon Shadow. Soon Fang Yan once again cut a long scar, and to his puzzlement, instead of bleeding a drop of blood, the shadow grew larger and stronger.

Both of them turned out to be immortal real bodies, regardless of dialect. It's still this huge demon shadow, no matter how badly its body is attacked, even if it is on the verge of shattering, it will slowly condense after a while, and it looks just as weird. The battle at this time is like a dream, like an endless battle, and perhaps the dialect will be immersed in it forever. Experiencing the inexplicable pleasure of this crazy battle brought him.

The dialect slowly indulged in it and couldn't extricate itself, and it turned out that bloody battles could also make people intoxicated. Turning into a demon soul who only knew how to kill, he even began to feel that his appearance gradually became like the demon shadow in front of him, and the difference was getting smaller and smaller. After another long battle, Fang Yan's body was also growing a little bigger, and soon this feeling of strength in his body made him want to stop this battle.

At some point, Fang Yan's form almost became a shadow-like existence, standing under the endless night sky. The two sides don't look much different. What's more, they all seem to be immortal, each time they are almost cut apart by the other party, but they will regroup, exactly the same as before, under the endless attacks, their bodies gather and disperse. Scattered and gathered, this battle seems to be endless, and it makes the dialect even more intoxicated with boundless pleasure.

Suddenly, in the deepest part of the dialect's heart, a voice suddenly appeared: "Who am I? What's the matter? I'm a monk, I have a fairy path, and I have a dream......

Follow this glimmer of light in the vast dark night. Fang Yan tried to wake himself up, and if he continued to indulge in it, he would be completely lost, a walking corpse that knew nothing but killing, and would sink into a boundless illusion, perhaps never to wake up. Wake up! Don't be blinded by the illusion in front of you, it's just a nightmare, and you must not be swallowed up by it.

It was at this time. Fang Yan saw the face of this demon shadow clearly, and his facial features actually looked exactly the same as his own, which was clearly his own inner demon, hiding the evil thoughts in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be powerful. Finally saw through the true body of this demon shadow, and Fang Yan also woke up slightly, he was in a dangerous demon tribulation, and the opponent changed to the demon thought in his heart this time, and he could only survive this calamity by swinging his knife and slashing it.

But isn't this once again caught in a battle with him, how can such a battle be endless, the demon thought is born from the heart, as long as you live, you can't stop its breeding, don't you want to fight with it here for a whole life?

No, there is another way, since it is born from the heart, why not clean up the hiding place of them. Thinking of this, Fang Yan no longer hesitated, raised his knife and stabbed at his heart, but the demon shadow on the opposite side roared wildly at this time, and Fang Yan's sudden self-harm made it rush over in fear, desperately trying to stop it.

"Ah......" Fang Yan shouted loudly, how difficult it is to slash himself, this knife may be the death of the body and soul, and the death of this demon shadow, but Fang Yan has no hesitation. Rather than indulge in his evil thoughts and become a walking corpse that only knows how to kill, it is better to perish with him.

It was at this critical moment that Fang Yan once again showed his ruthless side, not hesitating to burn the jade, but also to get rid of the biggest hidden danger that bothered him, gritting his teeth and stabbing fiercely in the chest. Suddenly, the dark curtain shattered, the shadow vanished, and Fang Yan found himself back in the room.

Like waking up from a big dream, and like escaping from death, the sinister nature of the heart demon tribulation really made him palpitate, and every time he was freed, it was no less than passing by on the edge of death. Coming to his senses a little, Fang Yan suddenly remembered his own situation, he was not the only one in this room, and he remembered that he was completely exposed to others at the beginning of the mental tribulation.

Fang Yan immediately opened his eyes and checked the movement in the room, but he suddenly found that Liu Mande and the three female cultivators he brought had disappeared, leaving only the severed arms and stumps on the ground and a ground of broken blood. Could it be that several of them were cut into pieces by themselves, looking at the mountain-breaking blade that appeared in their hands at some point, the dialect was puzzled, this heart demon calamity was like a dream, and those sky-rushing killing intent may have existed.

At this point, Fang Yan had no way out, and even he should be glad that he had inadvertently killed these two people, otherwise it would be difficult for him to even try to escape at this moment. The only thing that made him feel uneasy was the mistake of killing the three female cultivators, they didn't deserve to die, although they might end up in a more tragic end here, but being killed by their own hands still made Fang Yan unbearable.

Slightly restrain their bones, and when they return to the outside world, they will find a decent place to bury them, and these two Heavenly Demon Sect disciples will be killed if they are killed, and Fang Yan does not have any guilt, and then he summoned the black demon to be cremated with ghosts. I don't know when these people died at their own hands, thinking that their souls have already dissipated into reincarnation, and they originally wanted to search the soul of the monk surnamed Qin, but now it seems that it is absolutely impossible, and how to get out has become a problem.

I am not familiar with the dialect here, and there are many hurdles along the way, so it is really difficult to think about how to get out of here and in which capacity to leave. It is obviously not possible to continue to use Shen Ke to injure him, he has to be on duty here for a year, and if he goes out now, he will definitely make people suspicious, I am afraid that he can only go out in the appearance of that monk surnamed Qin, but Fang Yan doesn't know anything about him, and it is very easy to show his stuffing.

This heart demon tribulation came strangely, and it was too untimely, as soon as he thought of this matter, he was indignant, although he was not a righteous man, but at least he was much stronger than the vast majority of demon cultivators in this stronghold, why did his heart continue to tribulation, was it destined to be haunted by a hundred calamities? At this time, he inexplicably remembered that he met the soothsayer in Changle Valley, as if he had said something similar, and it was really so effective?

Fang Yan shook his head depressedly, it seems that he can't stay here anymore, he must leave as soon as possible, and the only identity he can borrow is the monk surnamed Qin, and other things can only be taken one step at a time. After a crackling of bones, the dialect took on the appearance of the man, tried to imitate the tone of the man's speech, and then began to figure out some of his movements and demeanor.

The room was also cleaned by him, and when the dialect felt a little similar, he took out the jade plate and opened the prohibition that led to the outside. Facing the long corridor he had passed by, and soon he returned to the outside of the house full of prohibitions, Fang Yan hurriedly took out the jade plaque of the monk surnamed Qin and shouted loudly there.

The monk who was waiting here immediately opened the light door, and Fang Yan walked into it quickly, and before this person could ask, Fang Yan threw out a few magic crystals prepared in his hand, and this person hurriedly caught them, and then his face was full of smiles. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Yan had already come to the exit, and when the man had just opened another light door, Fang Yan walked out quickly.

It seemed that Fang Yan was walking calmly, but in fact, he was also sweating in his heart, that is, he was worried that he would be seen through by this person at a glance, and he was afraid that this person would interrogate a few words, so he immediately threw out a few magic crystals to seal his mouth. It's best to be able to come out smoothly like this, otherwise you will kill all the way, and you will be noticed if you can't go far, and then it will be an endless pursuit.

Fortunately, everything went well, and Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward along the passage in the cave. But this was only the easiest level, and the next thing was the most troublesome thing for Fang Yan, because he didn't know where to go now, where these people who escorted the monks lived, and Fang Yan didn't know anything, so he couldn't pretend to be this person and go around.

After walking a short distance, he was almost at the place where the guards were stationed here, and suddenly from a dim place in the passage, a hurried voice came: "Senior Brother Qin, where are you going, you will go out if you go again, come back quickly." ”

Fang Yan hurriedly turned around to take a look, only to see that under a dark stone wall in the passage, a monk wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect jumped out of it and waved to Fang Yan vigorously. Hearing this meaning, the dialect can't go out from here, what does this mean, seeing that this person's appearance is very familiar with the monk surnamed Qin, the dialect walked over suspiciously.

"What the hell is going on with my junior brother, I don't know if we can't enter the garrison area, I've been here so many times and I'm still confused, and my uncle knows that I want you to look good. Let's go, come with me, no one will help you next time. The man spoke in a huffing voice, and then burrowed into the hole behind him.

There is also a passage here, although it is not far from the usual exit, but this hole is very hidden, and the dialect was not noticed when he came, and if this man did not call out to him, he might have gone out by this time. No, if this man hadn't stopped him, he might have been in big trouble if he did go to the exit, and the guards there would never let him out. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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