After saying that, there was another series of cruel and excited laughter.
As the laughter stopped, a hoarse voice came into my ears, and the voice was so excited that it trembled a little: "The sea of fire is rising!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding thick fog quickly rolled up, and the scene changed. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yun entered a hot and hot underground magma world.
Blossoming red flames burned and floated in the air, and in a trance, they seemed to have entered a sea of flowers!
His clothes and hair burned away quickly... The high temperature burned his skin and flesh, making a constant "squeaking" sound, like chicken wings grilled on the fire, exuding bursts of meaty aroma...
Clusters of magma erupted like springs, and drops splashed on his body. His body was instantly corroded by the magma and was riddled with holes...
The scenery was so gorgeous and poignant, but he had no intention of enjoying it!
I can only grit my teeth and endure it silently...
A day later, the surface of the body began to scab and fall off, and the flames began to scorch the young flesh and blood inside. The soul also emitted bursts of twitching pain, and he almost fainted. He quickly recited the Soul Refining Technique silently, so that the power of the soul was grinding.
Slow growth during practice.
Slowly, the surrounding flames began to surge towards him, and the magma lake below also slowly rose.
As the temperature continued to rise, scabs formed on his body and fell off faster and faster, and he almost fainted several times.
Every time at this time, a stream of clear water would suddenly flow into his mind, making him wake up. Then, the hoarse voice came over again: "Boy, you must face the pain soberly, so that your soul will continue to grow.
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Zhang Yun has never faced such pain before, and he was still in such a sober state. Even the pain when he charged the acupuncture points with spiritual power last time was not as painful as this!
Although he found that his soul was constantly growing, the damage he suffered seemed a bit insignificant compared to it.
Eight days passed in a flash. On the ninth day, the magma began to rise rapidly. Slowly, it covered the tops of the feet. With a burst of heartbreaking pain, the feet began to melt slowly, then the calves, thighs, and waist.
,abdomen……
He could clearly feel the melting of every cell in his body, every inch of flesh, blood, muscles and bones, but the coolness that continued to flow into his brain did not give him a chance to faint.
Seeing that the magma was approaching his head, he quickly recited the soul refining formula in his mind, guarding the clarity of his heart and keeping the fire of his soul alive to resist the erosion of the magma.
Slowly, the magma covered the head, and the facial features and skull began to melt... The fire of the soul was quickly exposed to the magma, and was quickly surrounded by the magma, and was slowly obliterated.
No matter how hard Zhang Yun tried to resist, he could only delay the speed of being wiped out a little. He silently looked forward to the end of Yijiu Soul Refining in his heart.
After a while, there was only a bean-sized ball of light left in the hot magma. Zhang Yun sighed inwardly: "It's over. At this rate, it will be over in three seconds!"
I felt relieved, and then gave up resistance, silently chanting in my heart: "Three, two..."
Suddenly, a hoarse voice outside remembered: "The end of the 19th soul refining, the iceberg has risen!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yun suddenly found that his body had returned to its original state, and he thought in his mind: "Is this an illusion? This old bastard is really sinister. He didn't stop earlier and made me worry in vain..."
Without giving him too much time to think about it, under the thick fog, he immediately entered a world of ice and snow. A man was hanging alone on the top of a snow mountain. Snow was flying in the sky, surrounded by icebergs, the cold wind was raging, and ice cones were like knives!
The temperature has reached minus thirty degrees Celsius, and is still falling rapidly.
Zhang Yun's body has begun to stiffen, but he is not numb. He can feel a trace of cold air traveling through his body, like a steel needle passing through it.
Suddenly a cold wind blew, and the icicles around him were blown all over the sky, and they shot toward him as if they had eyes.
From time to time, it would take away pieces of his skin and flesh, and sometimes it would pierce a transparent hole in his body...
As a hoarse, obscene laughter came from outside, a dozen ice picks suddenly appeared more than ten meters in front of him. As soon as the laughter died down, they all attacked his lower body...
Zhang Yun was shocked and shouted with a trembling voice: "Teacher, senior, old man! Boy, I haven't married yet! I can't lose this guy who is carrying on the family line, can you please stop playing with me?"
What answered him was the sharp whistling sound of an ice pick, grazing his lower body and taking away one of his balls.
With a scream of "Ah!", he was about to faint from physical and mental pain.
Immediately, a stream of clear water passed through his brain, followed by a sharp pain in his lower body. It wasn't until more than ten ice picks had passed through his lower body that he looked at his lower body with his eyes. It was a bloody mess. It was really horrible!
Zhang Yun could no longer hold back the violence in his heart, and cursed loudly: "You old guy, old thing, old immortal, old bastard, you have to die a good death, without any descendants, and give birth to a child without a butthole..."
"Fate" heard this but did not get angry but smiled instead, and then laughed, and the obscene laughter came in: "Boy, I have already died, and there are no descendants in the world, so I have no descendants, hehe! What just felt like
Not bad, right? I don’t seem to be satisfied with what you said, so let’s try it again!”
As he finished speaking, Zhang Yun looked down and saw that his lower body, which had been bloody and bloody, suddenly returned to its original state. At the same time, more than ten ice picks appeared in front of him.
In panic, he quickly begged for mercy: "Teacher, senior, I know I'm wrong, please stop playing with me! I'm a medical student, and such strong local stimulation will seriously affect your future reproductive function! Anyway, you have already
After you die, you should accumulate more virtues so that you can be reborn into a good family in the future!"
But "Fate" directly ignored him and answered him with another series of ice picks. The following curses, grins and the sound of ice picks passing through the flesh were intertwined to compose a symphony of blood and flesh!
At this time, Zhang Yun's body was already riddled with holes and in tatters! Slowly, he lost the strength to curse. He could only recite the soul refining formula silently in his heart to make the soul fire burn more vigorously!
As time passed, the temperature dropped to a terrifying level, and he felt that the fire of the soul seemed to be frozen and lifeless.
The surrounding wind became more violent, and the rolled up ice picks were everywhere, ravaging his body at will. For him, every day was like a year.
When his body was damaged and could no longer be attacked, suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred all over his body, and his body returned to its original state, but the soul flame in his head was still so weak!
Then the ice pick attacks became more and more intensive, and the body went through countless processes of rupture, repair, and rupture again...
The fire of the soul has become vague, as if it will be extinguished by a gust of wind. Zhang Yun has kept it alive until now with inhuman perseverance under the unwilling roar of his soul countless times!
At this time, he had fallen into an unconscious state and had forgotten the concept of time. His ability to survive until now was entirely due to a trace of obsession!
As the body was completely damaged again, it was about to return to its original state, and the soul fire could no longer be exposed for the time being. Suddenly, a giant ice pick several meters long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl was ignited towards the soul fire hidden in the broken skull.
After he shot it, Zhang Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "My life is at stake!"
Having lost hope, he has completely given up struggling. Death may be the best relief for him!
At this moment, the hoarse voice outside suddenly rang again: "Boy, how can it be so easy to die! The second nine soul refining is over, thunder and lightning started!"
The ice cone pressed against Zhang Yun's eyebrows suddenly dissipated out of thin air. Immediately after, his body returned to its original state, the fire of his soul began to burn, and his strength and recovery ability also improved by leaps and bounds.
But he was not happy at all, he just hoped that he could survive the next soul refining process.
Sanjiu Soul Refining: Lightning strike.
The scene changed, into a violent storm, thunder and lightning in the dark night, Zhang Yun was hung in the air, a bolt of lightning fell on him, every cell in his body was twitching, and there was a burning smell;
"Bang!" With a sound, a muffled thunder struck his head, his head was dizzy, the fire of his soul was instantly dispersed, and his internal organs were shaken to pieces.
He hurriedly recited the Soul Refining Technique silently, guarding the soul fire, and tried to recover while condensing the scattered soul sparks, but it was not easy!
The attacks of thunder and lightning are getting more and more intensive, and the fire of the soul is getting weaker and weaker...
Forty-Nine Soul Refining: Thousands of insects corrode the body.
The scene changed, and in an endless desert, the sun was blazing above his head, and the fine sand beneath him was scalding hot. Zhang Yun was like an ant on an iron plate, being roasted.
The four iron rings were still binding him on the sand. After a while, his mouth felt dry and his skin was about to crack. At this time, a sudden rustling sound reached his ears.
He quickly followed the sound and saw countless reptiles of all kinds emerging from under the sand beside him. They were all very small, the largest was no bigger than a thumb, and the smallest could barely be reached by the naked eye.
There are ants, crustaceans, molluscs...
Countless insects also flew in the air, including mosquitoes, bees, flies...
In an instant, all kinds of insects crawled all over his body and began to eat away at his flesh and bones in a unique way of eating. Some entered his stomach and devoured his internal organs and organs; some devoured his five senses...
The swarms of bees in the sky also picked him as pollen; the most disgusting thing was that the flies-like insects multiplied directly on him. Each of the granule-like insects hatched into larvae in the blink of an eye, and each larvae spread its teeth and claws.
Upon closer inspection, there are actually two rows of sharp teeth in its mouth.
These larvae penetrated directly into his body, breaking open the bones and devouring the bone marrow, opening the skull and devouring the brain plasma...
And then devour the fire of his soul...
Although the soul refining of the Third Nine and Fourth Nine is extremely dangerous and the soul fire is almost extinguished, there will always be a glimmer of hope in the end, allowing Zhang Yun to save the day.
Since he was unable to resist, he looked away and said, "Just accept fate in everything you do! I'll work hard and die without regrets! It's better to face it with a smile than to endure it silently. Even if I die, I won't let him look down upon me!"
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