The man in the blood-red cloak was watching the fire from the other side, unable to see what laws Yan Dong used to resist, let alone the changes in the rules in the space.

…………

Li Yan woke up faintly. He only felt a splitting headache and pain everywhere in his body. He felt that his soul had been shattered into pieces.

All kinds of severe pains in the body kept coming like waves. Even a person like Li Yan felt so painful that he wanted to die immediately.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw darkness in front of him, and the light was very weak.

"Hehehehe, this kid finally woke up!"

A high-pitched and harsh voice reached his ears. When Li Yan heard the words, he was instinctively shocked. He didn't even realize what happened.

The pain in his consciousness was overwhelming, and he couldn't remember what happened?

But after many years of wandering on the immortal road, under the most instinctive reaction, he immediately wanted to use the magic power and spiritual consciousness in his body, and at the same time subconsciously wanted to stand up.

But the next moment, the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which was already extremely painful, felt a sharp pain that penetrated even deeper into his soul, as if someone had cut his soul with a knife in an instant.

"puff!"

Under the severe pain, Li Yan didn't even have time to moan. An uncontrollable pain stirred in his body for an instant, like an overwhelming river.

Li Yan's body trembled suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the body that was about to jump up fell heavily and weakly to the ground.

"Hey hey hey...does it hurt?"

The high-pitched voice sounded again, and there seemed to be a concerned inquiry in the voice.

Li Yan, who fell to the ground, raised his head with difficulty. Everything around him was shaking, and black shadows were floating in his eyes...

Li Yan realized the danger, and he tried harder to wake himself up, even though his whole body was shaking in pain.

As his eyes passed by, he seemed to be lying in a prison, surrounded by black, arm-thick bars, and a biting coldness was constantly blowing into his body.

Especially the ground under his body is like ten thousand years of ice, constantly sucking a large amount of heat from his body.

If it weren't for the physical body of a monk, he felt that he would have been frozen to death and turned into a zombie in just one breath.

And Li Yan also saw three figures standing not far from him. Although it was dark here, the monk's eyesight had long been tempered to the point where he could see things in the dark like day.

He saw the three figures clearly at once, which shocked Li Yan.

Those three figures, except for the figure in the middle, the remaining figures on both sides are floating in mid-air, but they are not deliberately suspended like their monks.

From those two figures, Li Yan felt a very familiar aura and soul!

It turned out to be two souls. In the hands of the two souls, each held a thick, dark iron chain, and the other ends of the chains were hanging on the ground.

Although they are all in human form, they all look like they are dressed in white clothes and long drag, their faces are pale and bloodless, and their long scarlet tongues hang down on their chests.

A pair of dead eyes glowed with two dots of green light, staring straight at Li Yan...

The figure in the middle was a big man wearing a pair of tattered underpants, with bare feet, exposing the muscles on his legs, each one erected.

But the opponent is not human, but has the head of a snake. The long core in his mouth is constantly spitting out at his lips. He is a monster with a three-pronged steel fork in one hand.

Li Yan looked carefully and saw that the monster's long core was as black as ink, with bifurcated tips. A pair of green eyes were staring at him.

This appearance made Li Yan immediately think of a kind of ghost-Yaksha!
Chapter completed!