The look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and Shen Xing Wuji suddenly looked dull and stupid. He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, or he had no mood at all.

The peach blossoms are falling, is it because of the pursuit of the wind, or because of the unreluctance of the tree?

"Hey..." The Xiangshou sighed heavily. He didn't want to make it clear, but he just didn't want the young man to be so depressed. Not many people come here every year in this death gate, and there are only one or two people who are pleasing to the eye.

, it is not easy to help yourself.

"Do you still want to exchange?" No one answered him. The old bald man stared at Shen Xing Wuji coldly. When he saw that Shen Xing Wuji's hand seemed to be loosened, he took the Fang Yingyu straight away.

Then he placed Chi Lian's heart in Shen Xing Wuji's open hands.

"Young man, everyone's lifeline and destiny line are on their hands. They are this one, this one. Do you know what this means?" Picking up Shenxing Wuji's hand, the old bald man said calmly.

"That represents your own life and death. Your destiny is in your own hands." He clenched his unbridled hand into a fist, and the spirit bee cloud disk regenerated under the old bald man's feet, and the evil spirit drifted to the left and left.

The night at Death's Gate was lonely and cold, with a white moon in the sky. It was pale and pale, just like the mood of the gods. Only a few peach blossom flames on the cliff were still shining brightly.

He was stunned for a whole night, and when the next morning, dewdrops flowed through Shenxing Wuji's branches and fell in front of his eyes, he woke up.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Shen Xing Wuji blinked his eyes that had been absent all night. He smiled, but it was just a forced smile. At this moment, this figure seemed to have aged ten years.

"Huh?" Shen Xing Wuji squeezed his hand and found a piece of paper.

I never know when I will have a piece of paper in my hand!

Destiny is clear, one drink and one peck. Everything is caused by cause and effect: a loved one must die in order to use this power to break this lifelong curse.

There is no doubt that this is the last instruction given to him by the xiangshushi.

However, the criticism is so cruel. The person you love? Who? If it must be like this, then let yourself not love it.

There was a vague figure in my mind, but before it became clear, it gradually faded away.

As if he was running rampant, with weird luck, and in the "jumping" that shook the door of death, Shenxing Wuji moved forward in an unstoppable manner. That night, he saw a lake, which was the mirror.

lake.

Shen Xing Wuji left Feng Shui Canyon with a deep feeling in his heart. He rushed all the way back to the City of the Abyss. He needed to vent his feelings, and he used violence to vent his feelings.

However, before he entered the fantasy world of purgatory, he got a new piece of news: the ruins of the bombed Linggui Sect were filled with life again. It seemed that someone was rebuilding the Linggui Sect on the basis of the Ghost King's Palace. However, the Ghost King

But there was no trace.

Silent, Shenxing Wuji didn't know if this was a trap, but now that the Ghost King had come out of seclusion, in order not to alert the snake, he had to endure it. Even if he made an extreme guess, if the Ghost King lowered his body and stood in the abyss

The city hides its identity to snipe Wuji, who can be the one?

With a depressed and heavy heart, Shen Xing Wuji was finally sent to the illusion of purgatory.

Everywhere you look is desolate, with flying sand and rocks sweeping past. Between two tall cacti that don't look like normal plants, there is a simple and heavy altar.

"Wuji, take this and hold on for half a year. After half a year, I will come to pick you up! If it really threatens your life, just crush it and uncle will come as quickly as possible." Ming Yi has been here for the first time in so long.

Once he claimed to be an uncle in front of Shen Xing Wuji, which made Shen Xing Wuji feel warm but also frightened.

"Yes!" He could only nod his head fiercely. At this moment, Shenxing Wuji didn't even dare to say any extra words of thanks. He was afraid!

Above the altar, a faint light flashed, and Shen Xing Wuji disappeared.

Looking at this young man who had a fateful life, and seeing the loneliness behind his strength, Ming Yi sighed deeply.

After a breath, a figure stumbled and fell into a hot desert. The altar on the ground disappeared after a flash of light.

There was no sunshine, but the heat was unbearable. Without too many guesses, Shenxing Wuji knew that there was ground fire around.

There is no vitality, but it gives people the illusion of being surrounded by enemies on all sides.

After enjoying the pain for a while, Shen Xing Wuji slowly stood up. Only then did he realize that his body was very heavy, and his blood flow was extremely sluggish. His state was horribly suppressed to the late stage of transformation. You know,

The blood flowing in his body is the strongest. If he is like this, then others, Shenxing Wuji, can't imagine it. However, when he mobilized his mental power again, he was shocked. Originally, he was already comparable to the ultimate.

The strength of his initial mental power was so solid that it was difficult to mobilize at this moment. Shen Xing Wuji, who had been accustomed to commanding his mental power like an arm, suddenly lost his sense of security.

This? This is the illusion of purgatory? Part of the sinful place? If this releases the sinners inside, then...

The words "the world is in chaos" came to mind.

Although he hasn't gone deep into the illusion yet, the darkness, loneliness and the dead bones that he could step on if he's not careful told him that this place is quite scary. With the strange and faint light in the illusion, he crouched and quickly adapted after a few moments.

He quickly disappeared around the hidden altar.

Breathing heavily, Shen Xing Wuji was horrified. It was indeed a fantasy of purgatory. Normally, even if he was driving on the Kamikaze Step, he would look like this after half a day. But today, he felt very tired after just driving for an hour.

.In the distance, without the ground fire, the faint light of the bright stones, a dark and blurry hill appeared in front of us.

Huh? Why did the surrounding temperature drop so quickly?

He raised his head and took a closer look. Shenxing Wuji was inexplicably shocked. Could this sinful place be a huge Feng Shui formation?

Calculating the time carefully, it should be the moment when the light of the divine sun dissipates into the endless abyss.

That... As sparse dew mist appeared on the surrounding inexplicable plants, and then the dew mist began to frost again, and finally turned into ice flakes, Shenxing Wuji was stunned. When he punched a rock

, when the rock that was supposed to be as hard as iron turned into powder, he completely understood.

The Sinful Place is not only a dangerous place, but also a place of extinction. Not to mention how bad the environment here is, let’s talk about the Feng Shui Formation here. It will extract the energy of the Sinful Place, including the energy input and circulated from the outside world.

It is generated every year, even in rocks and ores. If I guessed correctly, all the energy extracted becomes the driving force for its own operation. Then it increases the gravity here, suppresses the creatures inside, makes the climate extreme, and makes the

The food chain has become fragile. Maybe in a few hundred years, this place will become a place of extinction.

It was a vicious tactic to wipe out households, but no one would say anything when it was used here. The great power back then could not directly wipe out these evil existences, and could only let the power of time do it.

It's just that this Feng Shui formation is really too strong.

The more I understand this, I feel the colder and colder the temperature. Even Shen Xing Wuji trembles a little when he activates the thunder fire. The more Shen Xing Wuji reminds himself that he can still survive in this environment.

The things that came down are scary when I think about them.

But in such a place, the night is not a good place. You can't light a fire, and you don't dare to take out the bright stone. After thinking about it for a while, Shen Xing Wuji headed towards the hill. I'll make do with it tonight. I'll find a better one tomorrow.

place.

In terms of area, the Sinful Land is probably larger than a principality when compared to the mainland. In this way, the area of ​​​​this purgatory fantasy land is destined to be smaller than that. In addition, there are weirdness and newcomers here.

, Shenxing Wuji actually traveled dozens of miles in more than an hour.

Black, it is really dark here. Looking at the lights behind him, Shenxing Wuji really wants to turn back. However, he has a lot of experience and knows very well that in a place like this, the brighter it is, the more dangerous it is.

The darker it is, the safer it is.

The sound of clicking suddenly came, and the Jimu Technique was used, and Shenxing Wuji's heart skipped a beat. Originally, he thought it was just a dead branch, but who would have thought that there were actually dead bones under his feet? Yes, it was already rotten to the point of stepping on it.

It becomes rotten bones twisted into ashes.

No need to think about it, that dark and hilly place is definitely not a good place, go back! This is the only thought in Shenxing Wuji’s head at the moment. However, when he just turned around, he was stunned again! Because,

Something like a torch is jumping in the distance.

Damn it! I came here to torture, to vent, and to advance. But what is the situation now? Damn, why did I get so obsessed for a moment that I came to this crappy place?

The Jimu Technique was used again, Shen Xing Wuji's back lit up, and an electric current rushed straight to his forehead.

That's a lava monster! Flames will emerge from the cracks in the rocks on its body. It's a monster with powerful fire damage! Not to mention that I'm suppressed in the transformation realm now, even if I'm outside, I have to pay attention to the timing to single out a lava monster.

The place and the people are just right. Otherwise, if it is around any magma, this guy will be almost immortal.

The cat stood up again. Shenxing Wuji had no intention of confronting this monster head-on. Even if the temperature dropped sharply at this moment, it would be very beneficial to him. Looking at the way this lava monster jumped, it was clear that it wanted to attract the target. However, the lava

Monsters are spirits and do not need to rely on hunting to obtain flesh and blood energy to survive. Why...

Is it possible that all the spirits here are hungry?

Shenxing Wuji didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, but the embarrassing dilemma made him freeze here.

After using an illusion on himself, Shen Xing Wuji really didn't know if he could bewitch the spirits. After all, there are very few monsters in this kind of monster system, and each one has extraordinary abilities.

Just when he was holding his breath, thinking about spending the night like this in the cold, there was another sound. This sudden click sound from behind almost made Shen Xing Wuji jump up.

He turned around and looked.

When I went there, the hillock began to move, as if it was moving uncomfortably, and slowly a sharp hook swayed.

Is this the extinct black-armored black turtle from Middle Earth? During the shaking, the rustling soil fell, revealing its sharp and bone-chilling hump.
Chapter completed!