Chapter 2231

Qin Huan came to yuhunzong with great expectation.

I thought I could find a way to control the heavenly family and even the gods, demons and spirits in yuhunzong, but I didn't expect to step directly into a desperate situation.

Moreover, this time, unlike before, there is no hope of escape.

According to the current situation, even if it turns into a resentful soul, it will certainly become a great tonic for the blood of the Tian family.

In other words, now we have entered the land of ten dead and no life!

Qin Huan, who came to this conclusion, was also confused.

It seemed that after deliberation and reflection, he could not see any hope of survival.

Resentful soul

Tonic!

I'm afraid that triple array is not an examination, but a person who can pass it and is suitable for refining into a soul.

Qin Huan's eyes were dilated and he looked at the front with a stiff face.

Even after countless hardships of life and death, he was moved by the desperate situation in front of him.

Because from now on, he lives to wait for death.

Such a desperate situation, 500 million will make people crazy.

Qin Huan was still calm because he was in an extraordinary state of mind, and some monks began to go crazy, sometimes crying and sometimes shouting. They completely lost their previous sense of being immortal and superior.

Like Qin Huan, the first monk who passed kept his composure. He also kept his composure, but his face turned white and was obviously desperate.

In this desolate place, every quarter of an hour is like a year.

As time went on, the monks began to fall into hysteria, and the whole desolate land was full of despair.

"Ah ah ah!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!!"

"Let me go, let me go, I will do anything..."

Sounds like this almost never stop.

Qin Huan didn't join in, but was calm, because he knew that even if he shouted to break the sky, it would be useless. He might as well close his eyes and think about the way to get out of trouble.

The silent passage of the world.

A year later.

At this time, the desolate place has been silent, and there will be several cries from time to time.

All the screaming monks shut up and seemed to accept the status quo.

But Qin Huan knew that this situation was only temporary, or that they were still in the first state.

Over the years, Qin Huan had experienced hardships of life and death. Naturally, he knew that there was a process in the face of death.

From the beginning of hysteria to a brief calm down, after this period of time, there will be a long period of struggle and hysteria, calm again, struggle again after calm

After repeated several times, or even dozens of times, you will be completely desperate. At that time, it is no different from walking dead.

Qin Huan thought about countless methods in the past year, and all the results were dead end.

"Ah ah!"

"Who will help me? I am..."

"I don't want to die, yuhunzong. I curse that you will be dug three feet one day!"

"This is a fairyland. It must be a fairyland. There is no reason for the soul control sect to refine the first ten of us." a friar whispered from time to time.

……

As Qin Huan expected, after a short calm, many monks began to roar hysterically again. Some monks thought it was a fantasy

Qin Huan had carefully examined whether it was a fairyland or not.

But the answer is no, this is not a fantasy, but a real existence.

Because if it is a fairyland, he must be able to detect some flaws with his attainments in array.

But everything that has happened since he was taken away by the old man has no flaws.

Moreover, Qin Huan found that all his naxu precepts were gone. Fortunately, all the important items were in his body.

Unfortunately, Qin Huan could not feel the power of imprisonment in his body.

"Waiting for death?"

"In tianqizong, I have experienced six years of despair!"

"In the ghost world, my spirit was blown to pieces!"

"I have experienced thousands of years of suffering when I was assessed by the tomb keeper in the stone tablet space of the tomb of gods and demons."

"I thought I could walk out of my own way, take revenge and solve the mystery of my life experience after rebirth. Unexpectedly, everything has returned to the starting point!"

"Six years ago, now... Countless years!" Qin Huan was bitter. Although he was imprisoned by strength, Qin Huan's life was still very long.

In other words, he will wait for death in these long years!

"Ah!" suddenly, there was a cry in the distance. Qin Huan slowly turned his head and looked at the monk not far away, with a bitter color on his face.

Ten Years From Now.

The original high spirited young talents are all decadent, and some people have gone through several repetitions and complete despair.

But in the thirteenth year, the wailing of the desolate land began again

In this way, it repeats again and again. Time seems to be nonexistent here.

Thirty years have passed in the twinkling of an eye.

The monks seemed to have accepted the status quo, all hung their heads and disheveled their hair, waiting for death.

In the fiftieth year.

It seems to be the last struggle. Ghosts cry and wolves howl again in the desolate land. Some even cry and laugh sometimes, which is already crazy.

Qin Huan was in the stage of closing his eyes and nourishing himself. He didn't shout from beginning to end.

Although waiting for death was desperate, it was almost routine for Qin Huan.

In the 60th year, a dry corpse that had been silent for many years suddenly burst out.

The whole space was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

At this time, the grey robed man with high cheekbones appeared again and took the man away

The people who came with Qin Huan seemed to have completely lost heart and didn't make any sound.

In the twinkling of an eye, it is already a hundred years later.

Because yuhun sect has external disciples to assess every hundred years, new disciples should be sent in every hundred years.

Qin Huan was desperate when a monk came in with ten unconscious monks and imprisoned them one by one.

Over the past hundred years, he has been watching to see whether this is a fantasy or real.

The monk who was sent this time had no intention of letting Qin Huan die. All this was true, not a fantasy.

In other words, after he finally entered the world of gods and demons, he would die here because of a mistake.

Qin Huan's face showed a bitter smile, but his eyes showed a strange determination and persistence in the soul.

"I need to keep calm. With my life span, I can live for many years. But my three Taoists are traveling, and they will find me one day." Qin Huan whispered in his heart.

This thought kept Qin Huan calm all the time.

Soon, before long, the same sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded again, calmed down the desolate land for a long time, and became "lively" again.

These ghosts and wolves completely shattered the last hope of other monks

Qin Huan had been trapped here for 110 years.

This day, in a hall of yuhun sect.

"How long can these two younger martial Brothers last?"