Master Dan Dao

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Chapter 938 Day After Day

At this time, Yu Qianqiu also had a headache. Why did he promise to let Li Yuanba and Mu Yanzhen go to the Lingtian Tomb?

These two guys are extremely sensitive!

The disciples of Taihao Holy Land guarding the Ling Tian Tomb were helpless when they knew the decision of the Holy Land.

They also naturally knew that before the final result came out, they could not disturb the two quasi-sons. Otherwise, the situation that had just settled down might be followed by a stormy sea.

At this time, they could only look at the entrance to Ling Tian's tomb with the color of hope. As if they wished for a miracle, Li Yuanba and Mu Yanzhen could walk out without any problems.

After all, if something happens to either of these two people, it will cause a shock in Taihao Holy Land.

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In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, the sky was dark, raindrops like swords, mixed with the chill that was enough to freeze the mental power into ice sculptures, and fell down.

When entering the illusion of Jiusheng Disillusioned Flower, Qin Yichen knew that he had no way back, and the only thing he could do now was to persevere, otherwise he would completely sink into this world and become a Lordless Soul.

The life experience of Jiusheng Huanhuahua is extremely cruel, but fortunately Qin Yichen also expected it. There is no beauty in the world. If you want to turn a cocoon into a butterfly, you need to go through endless experience.

Heavy rain like a water sword poured down from the sky, and the dark red ground had become a white mist, a kind of cold visible to the naked eye, rising in this heaven and earth.

In a corner of this misty land, a thin figure is lying in a shallow pool of water. On his body, there are various needle-eye-sized wounds, and the red blood is constantly flowing from it. Flowing out of the body, just a drop, it was frozen into bright ice crystals.

Raindrops constantly bombarded the broken body, but the figure never moved.

I don't know how long after that, the gray clouds gradually dissipated, and the cold mist that pervaded the heavens and the earth gradually receded.

When he arrived in this heaven and earth, silence was restored, and a deep look flickered out of the figure's eyes, and then his body shuddered.

"what……"

An extremely hoarse, roaring sound, like a beast on the verge of death, echoed in this world.

The chill that was enough to calm the spirit, and the sudden outbreak of pain, was enough to torture a rock-hard man to madness.

This painful roar continued for nearly half an hour, and the trembling of that figure stopped slowly. At this time, his body collapsed to the ground, even with the power of blinking eyelids. No more.

"This perverted nine-life disillusionment ..."

Qin Yichen was lying on the ground, his eyes were looking at the dim sky, his face was extremely embarrassed.

The time here seems to have some differences from the outside world. It stands to reason that Yu Qianqiu will wake it up after March, but he has been here for almost half a year and still hasn't felt it!

In this spiritual world, he spends every day in endless pain, and every experience, he deeply feels the taste of death.

Even with his firm mind, he was almost lost in this deep pain of the soul several times.

Moreover, Qin Yichen found that the various grinds here seemed to be worse than once.

It is also this sense of crisis that forces Qin Yichen's body to become stronger after every horrible pain. If it hadn't become stronger with this constant grinding, I'm afraid he would have been unable to bear it, and it would end in failure.

This body is not his physical body, but his spiritual power, that is, his spiritual power is gradually becoming stronger!

This progress is extremely slow, but it clearly exists!

"call……"

After a long while, Qin Yichen raised his head and looked at the endless world. The faith in his eyes did not fade away because of this kind of grinding. He firmly believed that one day he could face this kind of grinding without fear. !!

In the mental world of mental power, the concept of time is quite vague, and the passage of time here seems to be very different from the outside world.

Before that, Qin Yichen was able to calculate the time in his heart a little bit, but as the pain that the body suffered every day aggravated, he could no longer find a trace of mind on it, and could only resist the pain and soul from the soul. Threat of death.

Time is passing slowly, as hard as hell, but it has never stopped, day after day, week after week.

One year ...

Two years ...

Three years!

In the world of hell-like phantom of mental power, that thin body is becoming stronger and stronger under the threat of death again and again.

He endured the pain that ordinary people can't imagine, just like a silkworm in a cocoon, he is accumulating thick hair, waiting for a day to break the cocoon into a butterfly!

It is still a dreary sky, dark clouds shroud, and lightnings like thunder dragons are raging in the dark clouds. From time to time, a wide thunder-sized thunder, like an angry dragon, tears open the air and roars under.

On the dark red ground, a figure was walking unhurriedly, and the thunder bombarded the figure at a very fast speed.

However, this figure was not as scorched as before, and even his body was not trembling, and the pace under his feet remained stable and unaffected.

"Boom! Boom!"

Thunders, like silver water columns, were constantly bombarded, and these attacks were several times more powerful than when they first entered here.

However, these attacks now cannot cause any threat to Qin Yichen. The seemingly thunderous thunder looked extremely pale at this moment.

How many years has he experienced here? Is it three years, or five years? Or ten years?

The concept of time is vague, which has made Qin Yichen's memory unclear. Among them, he does not know how many times he almost collapsed.

All he knew now was that these seemingly terrible grinds had done little harm to him, and he was already strong enough to compete!

Thunder cloud dissipated, and the wind that connected the world swept across.

Qin Yichen bowed his head and looked at his white palm. From the beginning, this palm without power was at this time ...

"It's all over ..."

Qin Yichen chuckled, holding his palm against the hurricane raging on the edge of the sky.