Wu Dong Qian Kun Chapter 1148: Cocoon
Chapter One hundred and forty-eighth
Blazing desert hurricanes that carry magma, ice-cold cold wind blades, and snow storms that are enough to completely transform spiritual bodies into ice sculptures
Since entering this area, Lin Dong has finally understood the meaning of "purgatory". He is not as strong as the physical body and the power of the past. The only one is that. With a weak spirit body, the strength of this spirit body, any kind of suffering in this "purgatory", can truly wipe it out in this real world.
But once this place is entered, already loses its way back, so he is not qualified to do multiple choice questions. The only thing he can do is to keep going, otherwise, what is waiting for him will be Real dead end.
Experience is quite cruel, but fortunately, Lin Dong can also be expected. There is no power in the sky. If Fu Zong is really so easy, it can be achieved. Would not be so rare.
If you want to get rid of the cocoon, it is naturally necessary to experience the endless pain of flesh detachment.
Lin Dong, from the beginning, he understood clearly.
The hail pours down from the sky like a heavy rain. The reddish earth has already become white and white, and a cold visible to the naked eye is permeated, and even the air is transformed into ice crystals at this time. sign.
Somewhere in this snowy land, a thin figure shivered as the snowflakes fell. He sat on the ground with a dark blue skin, blood, muscles, and bones in his body. , As if all were eroded by the cold at this time.
嗤嗤.
Snowflake fell down from him. When he passed over him, blood traces suddenly appeared. After the wound, no blood flowed out. It looked like a withered corpse.
The black hair dangles, is a pair of black eyes without the slightest focal length and undulation, in his body, there is a kind of twilight emanating, he is like a dying person.
Snowflakes that are sharp like a knife are constantly passing over him, and bloodstains continue to appear, but this figure has never moved.
This kind of meditating meditation lasted for a full day, and the snowflakes and hail falling from the sky only gradually weakened and finally dispersed.
As the snowflakes dissipated, the cold air that pervaded the heavens and the earth also faded in a hint.
At the same time when the coldness receded, the dark eyes that were out of focus in the figure, there was a hint of anger hidden in the depths, and then his body trembled wildly.
Holding tightly with both palms, the nails fell into the palm of his hand, and only the wounds covered by him were gradually turned scarlet at this time, and then the blood was like a spring, and it immediately infiltrated. .
The whole person becomes a blood person instantly.
Ah!
The roar, which was suppressed in the throat, with a deep husky, echoed in this land like a dying beast.
He was kneeling on the ground with his head against the ground and his fists banged heavily on the ground. His body was eroded by the cold before. He almost lost his sense of the body, so even the countless snowflakes like a blade Passed the body, but he felt nothing, and the terrible thing was that this severe pain did not disappear directly, but accumulated on his body, and when the cold faded, and the body returned to control again, the kind of The sudden outbreak of pain was enough to make a steadfast-minded person tortured to madness.
The painful growl lasted for half an hour. The figure finally slowed down gradually. His body collapsed to the ground almost paralyzed, and his fingers had no power to move.
"Damn inferno."
Lin Dong buried half of his face in the sand. The face was extremely embarrassing. The time here seems to be a little different from the outside world, but Lin Dong is a solid already. He enjoyed the metamorphosis here for two months. Ordeal.
He spends every day in endless pain. Every time, he will truly feel the approach of death. Although he used to walk between the blades, the feeling is here. But it is especially obvious, because at least ten times, Lin Dong's clinging mind was almost lost in that terrible pain.
And once lost, his spiritual body will disappear completely, so there is no chance to come again.
"This time, the ice and snow is more severe than the last time."
Lin Dong felt the physical strength of the gradual recovery in the body, and the original confused consciousness also returned. He could feel that the ice and snow was more intense than the last time. Obviously, the various experiences here Every time, he is becoming stronger, and once he cannot become stronger with this strength, then he can't bear it in the end, so naturally, there will be no good results.
To survive here, you have to adapt to the cruel rhythm.
This strong sense of crisis forces Lin Dong's body, which must also strengthen after experiencing that terrible pain, and the only thing that makes Lin Dong feel relieved is that he can also feel To myself this body is getting stronger at a slow speed.
This body is not his true body, but his spiritual body, that is to say, his refined Divine Strength is gradually becoming stronger, and he is moving towards Fuzong step by step.
This progress may be slow, but it finally gives hope.
Hoo.
Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at the endless land. In his eyes, there was a persistence that could not be erased even after so many years of ups and downs. He believed that one day, he would In front of this purgatory, a look of disdain was revealed.
"You wait for me!"
Lin Dong gritted his teeth and said so fiercely to the sky, then he was struggling to get up, and he walked away distantly from the distance. He knew that in the near future, it would be the next time. A round of ordeal came.
As he stays longer and longer in this purgatory, Lin Dong can vaguely feel that he is not the only one in this purgatory, and that faint perception may be the key to finally being able to leave.
Issued ambitious wishes, but what I will face next is still the pain that seems endless, a lot of affliction that is enough to make people crazy, and one after another, so that there is no breathing time for DeLin Dong. At times, I even forget the feeling when my body is at peace.
In Purgatory, the concept of time is quite vague, and the passage of time here seems to be completely different from the outside world. Although the power of the eternal magic flower is strange, it does have some powerful points.
Because of this power, Lin Dong can still calculate the time in his heart at the beginning, but as the daily pain of the body gradually intensifies, he can no longer be distracted by this, but can only shrink. All the power to resist the various death threats from purgatory.
Time is passing away aimlessly. Every day's tribulations have not stopped.
Half a year, two years, three years
In the lonely purgatory, various trials and turns took place, and the thin figure seemed to come from a distance. Under the threat of death again and again, it became a little stronger.
He endured pain and loneliness, just like the cocoon in the cocoon, and gradually settled, waiting for the day when the real thick hair was turned into a butterfly
The desert is still red and yellow, and in that desert, dozens of huge tornadoes are raging wildly, and a huge sand whip is like a giant waving, tearing the air, harsh Reverberating in this world.
Papapa!
Looking closer, a whip falling on the body sounded, but in the middle of the tornado storms, a dusty figure slowly walked out.
A huge sand whip whistled away towards the figure with amazing strength, and then fell directly on his body, with a deep, harsh sound, and then it sounded.
However, what makes people feel surprised is that such a fierce attack fell on the figure, and the latter was motionless, and even the slow pace was not disturbed in the slightest.
The brutal attack that looks like a giant now seems to be extraordinarily weak.
The figure finally stood still. He raised the pair of black eyes, his eyes seemed extraordinarily deep, just like the mysterious black holes in the stars, but there was a hint of confusion beyond them.
He just looked at the giant tornado-like storms. These storms are not as powerful as the ones he encountered when he first entered this purgatory. However, now, it is against him again. Can not pose the slightest threat.
How many years has he achieved? Five years? Or ten years? How much pain has he experienced even if he almost collapsed?
I ca n’t remember the time. Now he just knows that these grinds that once made him feel terrible, it seems to have become more commonplace, and he still got stronger.
"Are you strong?"
Lin Dong bowed his head, he looked at the white long hands. At the beginning, the palm of his hand didn't have the slightest strength, but now
Lin Dong seemed to laugh, then he slowly raised his palm, and gently gripped in front of the huge tornadoes.
Boom!
The raging storm between the heavens and the earth came to an end almost instantaneously, and the high-speed rotating storm was solidified like a big hand, holding it out of thin air.
Wow.
The storm finally exploded, turning into a yellow mist, and scattered.
Huangsha flew down from the forest, and he exhaled a long breath. At this time, he finally felt the vast ocean-like power in his body, which he cultivated over the years. Fine Divine Strength.
This refined Divine Strength seems to be much more powerful than it was originally
"It's the end of the experience."
Lin Dong slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment, opened suddenly, his eyes had the sternness and murderous intention that rose for a long time.
"So, you should show up."
Lin Dong looked at the empty world, and the low voice echoed in this world. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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