In the second floor, Wu Yun looked around and was a little doubtful.
There seems to be no change in the second and first layers. It seems that the same is the same is the sense of oppression.
Wu Yun clearly remembered that when he first entered the first floor, he was wrapped by the terrible power immediately. At the same time, there was a dramatic pain in the whole body.
It's just that the fact seems to be a bit different from his expectations.
There is nothing to see this second floor, nothing!
One empty, calm!
"Psychological assessment, what is the test?"
Wu Yun whispered to himself, walking forward, looking around.
Suddenly, Wu Yun's face changed, and then he sat down with his legs, but he couldn't keep calm, holding his head with both hands, making a noise.
"What is this, it hurts, it hurts, my conscious sea, it's going to be fried, old bastard, what should I do, hurry up!"
Wu Yun gritted his teeth, and he was even in a aggressive state. He clearly remembered that nothing happened, but somehow, his head was suddenly painful.
And from the inside to the outside, the whole consciousness seems to be bursting!
He asked for helping to create a god bell, but this time, the creation of the god bell did not take timely shots, and even ignored Wu Yun.
Soon, Wu Yun couldn't keep keeping a sitting state. He fell directly to the ground and hugged his head. The whole person curled up together.
The severe pain hit the whole body from the top of his head, so that he couldn't make any sound, and he even started to spasm.
But even so, he still didn't know what happened, because he still couldn't feel anything except pain.
"Bastard, is this mental assessment, but why can't I feel anything, how do I evaluate the mind?"
"Old bastard, don't you come out yet? Have you ever said, help me all."
Wu Yun intermittently, roaring down.
If you want to save the gods, you can still have no movement to create a god bell.
At this moment, his condition is very bad. If he didn't find a way in time, the result left to him is only a failure.
And the facts are developing in this direction.
Outside the Jailing Tower, it has begun to release a faint red light. The green light represents the success, and the red light represents the failure.
Wu Yun is walking towards the results of the assessment.
Outside the Jailing Tower, the original expectations of Ying Wushuang and Yufeng were still waiting for the miracle.
But what they waited for was not a miracle, it was scared.
"Red, red, red light, what's the matter, Wu Yun is going to fail?"
Shadow Wushuang asked Yufeng.
Yufeng was also weird, sometimes shook his head, and sometimes nodded.
He shook his head because he felt that Wu Yun could not fail so soon. After all, his first level only took more than a hundred breathing time.
But the reason why he nodded was because Wu Yun really failed to fail, and everything could be fake, but the light response of the Jailong Tower would not be fake.
The red light proves that Wu Yun is about to bear it, and the red light outside the jail tower is gradually becoming rich.
The situation is getting worse and worse.
"Ah ~~, ah ..."
On the second floor of the jail tower, Wu Yun still curled up on the ground, and the pain from the sea of consciousness became more and more intense.
Seeing that he was about to support it anymore.
Even Wu Yun was already doing the last struggle. He knew that he couldn't carry it. Although the result of failure would let him wait for a month more.
However, if you continue to carry it again, he may die directly because of the burst of consciousness.
The so -called left is not afraid of no firewood, and Wu Yun is not a person who does not know how to change. Although he wants to cross the jail tower at one time, it is when he can live.
If you die, everything is gone.
Moreover, he has no way to solve this pain, because he can't feel anything, and even he doesn't know how the so -called mental assessment works.
This power has exceeded the scope he knows, and the limits he can bear, different from others. At this moment, if you continue to persist at this moment, it is a very stupid behavior.
The reason why he did not give up is only one, that is, waiting for the creation of the god bell.
"Old, old bastard, if you don't shoot again, I will give up, I can't bear it anymore, it's too painful, my conscious sea is about to explode!"
Wu Yun endured the pain, word by word, gritted road.
"Stink little boy, what is urgent, isn't I trying to find a way, I am the first time, how do I know what to do?"
Finally, the creation of the Shenhua bell spoke.
Although he did not help Wu Yun, his voice, but his voice made Wu Yunben's almost desperate mood suddenly full of hope.
"You can think about it, I can stick to it for a while!"
Wu Yun bites his teeth and can only persist. Although he does not particularly like to create a god bell, at least so far, as long as he promised, there has not been a leak.
This time, it should be the same!
"You don't feel the slightest, don't feel anything except the pain?"
After a while, the Creator bell suddenly asked.
"Yes! You hurry up."
Wu Yun held his head with both hands, curled up his body, urging the way.
"Urgent fart, this is the mental assessment. The assessment is whether your mind is firm and upright. I can’t replace you, and I can’t understand how it works. I can’t help you.
Is it okay, you can bear it again, I can help you think about it. "
The Creator bell also answered a little helplessly. Although he wanted to help Wu Yun, he also hoped that Wu Yun would pass it quickly, and then he wanted to go to the third floor to blend his first fragment avatar.
But, this ...
Suddenly, the creation of Shenzhong seemed to think of something, saying: "So, stinky boy, don't worry, do not worry, do what I said, you first ..."