Chapter 1627： : Endless loneliness

The second round of selection is the willpower, but also the Taoist heart, the fairy tales, whether a person can have great achievements, whether or not the hardships of hardships and hardships are also important. ★ first ★ hair ★ chase ★ book ★ help ★

"Valley, let's go."

The King of the Crows said to a strong man.

This is a man in a white gown, with two white beards, giving a sense of fairy breeze.

"It is an adult"

The man of Gu Xia walked out and looked at the nearly 3,000 Tianying disciples who had been selected through the first round. He said: "Old man named Guxia, many people may have heard of the old man's name."

"Valley, is that illusionist?"

"The first strongest person in Gucheng, Gu Xia, is it the second round of assessment by him?"

Indeed, when the name came out, some discerning disciples were screaming.

Gu Xia, a fairy-level illusionist in the fairy feather fairyland, the soul illusion is powerful.

"illusionist"

Mu Feng’s light shines, revealing a look of hope.

His illusionary realm has also reached the realm of Tong Xuan, but there is still a distance from the breakthrough.

In the illusion, there are really few people on the mainland who are afraid of being taller than him. Today, I can see an illusionist, perhaps a reward.

"Below, I will show you illusion, and will not endanger your life. As long as you can stick to half an hour in my illusion, you can pass the second round of assessment."

Gu Xia said to everyone.

"Please take the predecessors of Gu Xia."

"I have heard the names of my predecessors, I can experience the illusion of the predecessors today, and I am honored."

Many people laughed and looked confident.

"Okay, then please be prepared."

Gu Xia nodded, and then, a little Lingtai.

"open!"

He sighed lightly, and in front of the Lingtai, there was a blue whirlpool of souls. A powerful soul magical force emerged from it, swept to the 3,000-day-old disciple, and surrounded everyone, his soul illusion. In the force, there is actually a soul illusion!

This is the modality of the illusion of the road!

boom! boom! boom!

Suddenly, there is a soul magical force in everyone's spirit sea, releasing the illusion package to the soul.

Mu Feng only felt that the change of heaven and earth that he had seen in his own consciousness had appeared in the bottom of a deep bottomless abyss. His body was sinking under the sea that could not see the bottom of the sea, and was swallowed a little to the abyss. The amazing pressure of the stock also swept him.

"This, is this deep sea ban?" Mu Feng was surprised that this illusion is similar to his deep sea ban illusion.

But this illusion seems to be a little different? He doesn't know what is different.

Consciousness continues to fall into the abyss of the deep sea, looking up, the light is getting darker and darker, gradually disappearing, and eventually the world is dark.

The darkness, the silent darkness, the true experience of the ever-increasing oppression, and the sense of sea pressure, those who have deep sea fears will definitely collapse.

In the soul of Mu Feng, there is also a soul magical force that wants to fight against this soul power. However, it is impossible to break free from the illusion of the opponent.

The illusion of the opponent has completely invaded the soul when he is not prepared for it. The illusion is repaired to be higher than himself. In this case, it is impossible to break free from illusion.

"Yes, there are actually four illusionists, and this little guy turned out to be illusory."

Gu Xia was surprised. He found four people who practiced the illusion among these people. Among them, Mu Feng, as for Mu Feng, he noticed it before. He didn’t expect the other side’s fighting power to be the same. The height.

Of course, it is not worth mentioning to him. He is already a strong duality in the fantasy world. He has cultivated to triple, and the small achievements of the magical power have a chance to break through the fairy.

The road is also divided into small, large, and three major stages, subdivided into nine. However, the realm of Taoism has reached the realm of the Tao, and it is already close to the law. The strong man who robs the realm of the fairyland is extremely powerful as long as he can master the three pre-existing powers of the Tao.

Four, five, and six major enlightenments are mastered by Xianjun.

Before Mutian broke out the power of the four powers of the burning, so it was easy to kill the Xujiaxian people, and was considered by other immortals to be the reincarnation of Xianjun.

Everyone is deeply involved in this illusion, and Mu Feng is no exception.

In the endless abyss, I don’t know how long the time has been lost. Mu Feng only feels that the pressure around him is only getting bigger and bigger, and he seems to never sink into the sea.

It is also a dead silence, only the sense of pressure and a sense of corruption.

One day, two days, three days...!

Mu Feng’s consciousness is calculating time and feeling lost. Didn’t it mean that it would last half an hour? It’s been ten days since this time?

“Is it my own confusion and calculation is wrong?”

Mu Feng secretly said.

But he did not know that there is more than one.

Time has passed, even one month, two months have passed, everyone’s consciousness is still in this lonely and lonely, and some people can’t stand the loneliness of this clear elapsed time. People are mad, this is different practice, and during the practice, the human consciousness blurs the concept of time and does not feel the passage of time.

Spend the same day, sleep for a day, and let you count for a few seconds, do not spend a day, what kind of suffering? Of course the latter.

"Oh, the thoughts of the Valley Summer Magician are really mysterious, half an hour, for these little guys, I am afraid it will be as painful as ten years."

The crow king smiled.

"Adult, my thoughts and abyss is the most tormenting test of a person's willpower. In the clear sense of the passage of time, plus the constant decline of endless darkness and increased pressure, half an hour is indeed like a decade of loneliness. Just as painful

Gu Xia laughed.

"I just don't know how many people can get through the loneliness and suffering of this decade-long clear concept. My generation of monks ask for immortality, lonely, and sometimes become the biggest opponent. Hongyan family friends are not old, die, long road I am alone, I can't be bearish, these can never be strong."

The King of the Crows said faintly, and others expressed their deep recognition.

Among the abyss, Mu Feng only felt that time had passed through a long period of time, and this kind of suffering made him feel irritated.

Was I wasted a year here? He is a strong race against time, this is not what he can bear, and the pressure around it is getting stronger and stronger.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng is more and more restless.

"No, I can't stand it, ah, this is a broken place, I want to go out and go out!"

Finally, there was a man holding his head and screaming, his madness, his shortness of breath, his temper, and his coma.

It’s not just him, one, two, and there are people who can’t stand this kind of madness and madness.