Yu Hanyan's expression seemed to be ashamed, his starry eyes were lowered, a shallow smile spread out at the corner of his mouth, his mouth opened slightly, and he called softly: "Senior brother......"

The sound is as crisp and beautiful as the wind breaking jade, exuding a charm that seduces the soul, and then does not need too many words, it makes people feel refreshed, and I can't wait to immediately take this stunner into my arms, hug and kiss, and never let go.

The image is so real, yet it reveals a false feeling everywhere. This is the embodiment of Qin Yan's inner desire, in such an environment, being created by his own five senses, he can't hide it from himself after all. Because I wanted to see her, I saw her, smiling, so cute, but after all, it was just a false empty shell.

Taking advantage of the fact that his mind was still clear at this time, Qin Yan carefully restrained his thoughts, shook his head, and shook off the illusion of Yu Hanyan, but a sharp buzzing began to sound in his ears again, and gradually showed signs of becoming more high-pitched. Qin Yan's mind turned, and he once again suppressed this sharp roar with an illusory roar in the sea of consciousness, and then crossed his legs, put on a posture of five hearts facing the sky, and sat down in the void like this.

The best way to eliminate loneliness is to meditate and practice, and this has been the case for eleven years. It's just that this time, just the first step to sink down the mind is extremely difficult.

The dark space left him to meditate on the time, only after a moment, his ears began to buzz again, his eyes also penetrated his eyelids, and countless mottled phantom colors were illuminated in the void, and the whole body began to produce pinprick-like pain, just the feeling of contact between skin and clothes, skin and skin, was magnified countless times, and it was incomparably keenly reflected in the sea of Lingtai Consciousness, and countless information that was usually ignored was surging like a wave at this moment, how could he calm down?

'Damn!'

He swung his fist into the void, dissipating a little anger, but he couldn't change the situation.

And, as time passed, he felt that the strengthening of his five senses did not stop, but became more and more acute. Now he only needs to close his eyes to perceive all the movements within ten meters of his surroundings, but unfortunately, between the illusory and the real, he can no longer tell whether this is an illusion or not.

One of the more terrifying things was that the aura of this space was completely drained, and it was completely plunged into darkness. Not being able to absorb the aura of heaven and earth from the outside world means that you can't take the shortcut to quickly enter the world. Moreover, he began to find that his sense of the blood qi in his body was becoming clearer and clearer, but his control over this power was getting weaker and weaker. After all, at a certain moment that is not far away, the power of Han Blood will lose its restraints, and once it rushes out, it will be the time when it will never recover......

I only hope that the Blood Wolf Monk can come back in time......

Thinking of the Blood Wolf Monk, the face that was as cold as ice immediately appeared in front of him, staring at him coldly, and spit out words that did not change at all in his thin lips: "Your name is Qin Yan......, right?

Han Blood? I seem to have heard people mention that Senior Brother Huang Fan's cultivation is "Han Blood". However, it seems that something is wrong, when I started, Senior Brother Huang Fan had not yet become famous, and I didn't know him at all......

No, why did you fall into a hallucination again!

Qin Yan shook his head violently, this time he really came to his senses, and the faces of the Blood Wolf Monk and Huang Fan in front of him were distorted for a while, turning into green smoke and disappearing into the darkness.

But before he could rest for a few seconds, as if time had gone back, the same scene appeared in front of him again. He used the power of the will of the divine soul in the sea of consciousness, and guarded the spiritual platform a little clear, and secretly complained in his heart: the cycle of hallucination is getting shorter and shorter, and if it continues like this, he will be forced to go crazy by the ever-changing picture sooner or later......

There seemed to be firecrackers in the ears, which exploded so that the ears were ringing, but in fact there was no sound, and it was as if there were countless familiar and strange people arguing in the brain, making terrible noises. However, the owner of every voice can evoke a memory of him, and then involve his soul.

The eyes are wide open, but the real darkness cannot be seen, and the mottled colors turn into fluid and changing figures. At this moment, he even began to envy the initial darkness, preferring to cover his vision with layers of black curtains.

All kinds of flavors bloomed on the tip of his tongue, mixed with sweet and sour, and all kinds of subtle sensations rushed to his nose little by little, stimulating him to tears.

The dark fragrance was so strong that it could hardly be dissolved, and after reaching the extreme, it suddenly became extremely stinky, making him almost want to vomit and faint.

The tingling sensation on his skin grew stronger and stronger, and even the squeezing of his fists produced a sharp pain that he couldn't bear. Every breath was like a fire, burning and painful. Later, even the blood flowing in the body and the power circulating in the meridians brought an irrepressible pain, which made people want to tear themselves into pieces and scatter them piece by piece...... Finally, I don't know how long it took, the pain gradually disappeared, and my body became numb, as if it had become a void, and I could no longer feel my existence.

If anything goes beyond its limits, the end result will only be destruction. Now, the five senses, which have been raised to the extreme, are beginning to show signs of collapse. When all the senses are gone, he will be completely lost in this dark ocean, and even his corpse will be corrupted by the darkness and become a part of this lifeless world.

This so-called, forbidden place of life. The longest record of countless transcendent and peerless predecessors in the past dynasties of the Posa Sect is only three days. Qin Yan stayed inside for half a day, and he had almost collapsed, if the Blood Wolf Monk couldn't come back within three days, then, just like what happened after the first two chiefs disappeared, the ordinary disciples in the Po Sa Sect would probably experience another catastrophe of the sect master's madness.

'Young Master Ben, you must escape!'

Qin Yan began to feel fear, desperately trying to swing his numb body and move in one direction little by little.

If he had just come in, there might have been a slight chance that this method would have succeeded. However, now, when you can hardly feel your body, even moving is a luxury, let alone thinking about escaping.

And as time passed, even the will of the Divine Soul in the Lingtai Consciousness Sea was finally exhausted, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and finally reached the limit, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

Why did you come to such a place?

Why is it in this situation?

There are no answers, no memories, and when there is consciousness, it has become like this.

When only pain and fear are left in the mind, then there is no point in living.

There is no escape.

Can't leave.

There's no going back.

All hope dissipated with this pain, and the only concern I had left was finally let go of my hand in the chaos.

So sleep forever in this darkness!