A gloomy dark space.

Lin Jie felt as if he was weightless, and was swallowed up by the terrifying power of the Heavenly Punishment Tower.

Then.

He will be imprisoned here for the rest of his life.

Chacha.

A sudden burst of cold air made him shiver, and his hair froze instantly.

You must know that he is in the fifth level of the Upper Pure Realm and is invincible in the Upper Pure Realm.

"It's more of a breath of death and hostility, but not a trace of aura."

After taking a breath and a short period of induction, Lin Jie realized the true horror of the Heavenly Punishment Tower.

The whole world is devoid of any spiritual energy or pure energy.

This world is like a cemetery or hell, with only the endless breath of death and cruelty,

If any monk comes here and is unable to practice, his own energy will slowly disappear and dry up, and eventually his cultivation level will continue to decline and he will die miserably.

After landing, there were ruins formed over countless years underfoot, with some bones and magic weapon fragments scattered among them, moving from time to time with the cold wind.

hiss!

It only takes one stick of incense.

A sound of absorption, like a wave, suddenly came from behind.

Lin Jie turned around suddenly, his eyes trembling.

A huge snail of 100 feet came crushing bones.
Chapter completed!