Chapter 106 You must adapt to all this, corpses, blood!

Lin Feng, who came out of the scene of the illusion again, felt that he was really lucky to escape. Until now, he is still a little confused and doesn't know how he came out of the terrible snake cave.

He looked around and quickly withdrew from the sea of knowledge before he found himself again. Although the scene of the fantasy arrangement is indeed effective, it is definitely more painful than death!

With lingering palpitations, he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and Lin Feng washed up and fell asleep.

In the morning of the next day, Lin Feng finished his energetic exercise and sat quietly under the tree cross-legged.

Not in a hurry to refine the elixir. Lin Feng slowly ran his consciousness and felt the consciousness that moved quickly with his mind. Lin Feng threw a [original Guiyuan Dan] into his mouth.

Feeling that the medicinal power of [original Guiyuan Dan] gradually turned into Jianyuan, Lin Feng's mind moved, and his consciousness quickly rushed over to wrap up the Jianyuan group and sent it to his left hand.

Jianyuan's violent left and right conflict in the left-handed consciousness group, but he couldn't escape. Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction and felt the strength and strength of Jianyuan, and he became more and more satisfied.

"I have the power of a sword when I was three grades." Lin Feng looked at the golden sword in his hand and smiled.

He threw Jianyuan out casually. After a huge roar, Lin Feng looked at the big hole in front of him with satisfaction.

"Isn't it, try to take a [Flame Guiyuan Dan]?" Feeling the endless flow of divine knowledge in his body, Lin Feng couldn't help but be eager to try.

The medicinal power of [Original Guiyuan Dan] is much weaker than that of [Flame Guiyuan Dan], which can reach the power of the swordsman's three grades and one sword. Then, [Flame Guiyuan Dan] is likely to reach four grades. If so, [Jianyuan Dan] seems to be able to be refined.

Do what he said and did. Lin Feng made up for the consumed divine knowledge. After the divine knowledge was clear and round, he cruelly threw a three-grade [Flame Guiyuan Dan] into his mouth.

[Flame Guiyuan Dan] Sure enough, it lived up to the name of the flame. As soon as the medicinal power melted, it crashed into the dilapidated meridians in the body. Lin Feng's mind moved, and his consciousness quickly moved to intercept and subdue the run-out wild horse.

The package of Jianyuan's divine consciousness no longer overflowed and dissipated. They twisted into a rope and became stronger and stronger. Lin Feng only felt that his consciousness seemed to be dragged forward by a rumbling carriage, and he couldn't help but help it.

After a while, Lin Feng's forehead was covered with sweat, and he tried his best to control his consciousness and wrapped Jianyuan. He knew very well that once his consciousness was released and could not control Jianyuan, Jianyuan, which was equivalent to a simple blow of four grades, would rumble and make his broken pulse more and more dilapidated, and he might even be useless.

With the rotation in the meridians, Jianyuan seems to be practicing in the meridians due to the package of divine consciousness. After a fast week, Jianyuan became more and more powerful and tyrannical. And the divine consciousness has been consumed a lot due to interception and obstruction and other reasons. Under the decline of each other, the situation in Lin Feng's meridians is becoming more and more precarious.

You can't live by doing it yourself! Lin Feng smiled bitterly. After all, he was still too anxious.

With the operation of circles, Jianyuan became more and more powerful. Lin Feng felt that his consciousness was like layers of paper wrapped in fire. What was burning inside and turned into ashes, and what was about to be smashed into bones.

"It's terrible! Playing with fire and burning yourself, this is really miserable!" Lin Feng watched his increasingly rare Jianyuan howled.

Jianyuan rumbled, rolling and flowing freely in the meridians. They laughed and fought harder and became stronger, as if laughing at Lin Feng, and suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Lin Feng's brain with Lin Feng's only remaining rare consciousness.

"Damn Jianyuan!" Lin Feng looked at the rolling golden yellow running towards his head in horror. He tried his best to control the last gods and blocked them desperately, and tried his best to delay their pace and speed.

"It's better to block than to block." At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Lin Feng's mind.

"Is it better to block than to block?" Lin Feng subconsciously read it, and then crossed his heart. Since the sky has said so, he must have something to do. The divine spirit gave up blocking and acted as a guide to lead the rolling sword to the brain.

Well, it really looks like an idiotic suicide.

With a roar, Lin Feng felt that his sea of knowledge seemed to have been trampled by thousands of troops and horses.

Then, the arrogant and aggressive sword was sucked into the golden sword world. Like a giant whale absorbing water, the golden sword world emitted an inexplicable suction, and the arrogant golden sword disappeared.

"Well..." Lin Feng, who had been ready to die, stared at this scene and was speechless. After a long time, he said, "This... is that simple?!"

He stared at him disdainfully and walked into the golden sword world with a cold hum.

I don't know when he had stood beside Lin Feng. He gently patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said gently, "Feng boy, don't play with fire if you don't have enough strength!" You should know that your death is one dead and three lives. My buddies survived the earth-shaking war thousands of years ago, and now I don't want to hang up like this for no reason.

"Ha ha..." Lin Feng pretended to laugh a few times.

"So, for the safety of your life and for the sake of your buddy's life, you'd better continue to enter that scene and exercise well." The illusion said earnestly, and then there was a foot of Popeye.

"Fantasy!" Lin Feng greeted his relatives with a scream of grief and indignation.

Come out of the fantasy scene again, and Lin Feng's eyes changed. There are countless traps and tricks in it, and even if Lin Feng is the founder of the muddy water struggle, he can't help but bow down. Compared with the illusory shamelessness, Lin Feng feels that he is as pure as a newborn baby.

Looking at the malicious eyes, Lin Feng knew that he would not leave here safely without passing all those scenes today. Don't talk nonsense at the moment, and honestly run [Forging God] to prepare for the masochism.

Sure enough, when Lin Feng's consciousness had just recovered, he kicked him into the fourth scene with a rude kick.

When Lin Feng came out of the fourth scene, his phantom eyes were almost like seeing his father's enemy.

"Wow..." Before he opened his grief and indignant complaint, Lin Feng's consciousness began to spit out. As for his body, he had already vomited a dim when he entered the fourth scene!

"Where did you get so many disgusting bodies?" Lin Feng has the heart to kill people. The fourth scene was full of dark blood spots on broken limbs, and white maggots entering and leaving the body. This is difficult to accept. What's more vicious is that the illusion gives them vitality. Who knows when a dead person's head will suddenly jump out and give you so fiercely. Therefore, no matter how disgusting Lin Feng was and afraid all the way, he could only focus on looking at the bodies. The pervasive corpse attack was really creepy!

What are the tragic things in the world? There is a pile of corpses around you. What is the more tragic thing in the world? It is here that the bodies are rags and smelly, and countless flies and maggots crawl in and out. What is the most tragic thing in the world? Not only do you have a pile of rags emitting a stinky smell, but countless flies and maggots crawl in and out of it, but you also have to stare at them attentively and be alert to their attack without warning!

"Fantasy, why did you do this to me?" Lin Feng looked at Lin Feng with tears in his eyes.

"You will encounter this scene sooner or later. Early habits will be very good for you." Looking at Lin Feng quietly, "In this way, you can lose a lot less, your family, your friends, and even your life."

"Is it?" Lin Feng suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. He looked at the illusion stupidly: "How could I meet that scene? Are those prophecies, millions of corpses, thousands of miles of bloodshed... Are they all true?"

"Yes." Huan Lian looked at Lin Feng lovingly: "And it's probably because of you."

"Can't you stop it?" Lin Feng only felt that his mouth was bitter, and there was something stuffy in his heart. He couldn't wait to dig open his chest and take them all away.

"Do you want to die?" He didn't answer the question and looked at Lin Feng fixedly.

Lin Feng was silent. He really couldn't imagine the miserable scene of white bones everywhere for his life.

"Well, knowing that you are kind-hearted, you may think that if I die, these can be avoided, then let me die." Huan sighed gently: "But can you stand the death of the people around you who are important to you one by one? Your family, your friends, everyone you know. I, God, your grandfather, your parents, Lin Menger, the water is clear and shallow, can you?"

Looking at Lin Feng's painful and entangled expression, he smiled and said, "You can't, right? So you must learn to get used to it and adapt. Although your fate is in your own hands, someone else's casual little thumb can crush you into dust. How can you control your own destiny and protect your family?

"Look at so many evil guys in history who have been full of evil for ten thousand years, even at that time, they were benevolent and helped the people. But they were killed by the strong because of their weak strength, and then they became sinners. It is such a simple and easy-to-understand truth that the right to speak is always in the hands of the strong. Huan turned around and looked at Lin Feng fixedly: "So, you have to become stronger, you have to adapt to all this, corpses, blood!"