After staying in this visualization world for a month, Luo Yi's consciousness finally suffered heavy damage.
Luo Yi did not dare to hesitate. He was not confused because his consciousness was damaged.
Luo Yi endured the severe pain and left this world of visualization.
His figure fell heavily into the void space, veins popped up on his forehead, and his face turned red.
This kind of pain from a broken arm cannot be compared to a broken arm in physical flesh and blood.
This is a damage to the consciousness, and this pain is even more unbearable than the pain of cutting bones and rotting marrow.
Even though Luo Yi was as determined as Luo Yi, he was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
Few people can bear this kind of pain.
He was alone in this lonely void space, enduring what seemed like endless pain.
What is even more despairing is that this pain will not gradually get better as time goes by.
The only way to relieve this pain is to replenish one's consciousness.
Luo Yi's body kept trembling, and he sat down cross-legged with difficulty. He had to stabilize his mind, and then refine the spiritual consciousness of the netherworld to strengthen his body.
Not only to repair his damaged consciousness, but also to break this prison!
Luo Yi's remaining left hand was trembling constantly. He picked up a few magic formulas with great difficulty, and then began to refine them!
Originally, refining this Nether consciousness was more troublesome, but now that his consciousness body was injured, Luo Yi could only endure the pain to refine this consciousness.
As a result, the process will become extremely slow.
Fortunately, in this cage, what Luo Yi lacks most is time...
At this moment, in the fourth level.
After the sword rain just now, the ground was once again filled with broken swords.
Shen Tumo's face turned slightly pale, and Ren Piaomiao's silver sword had also been unsheathed.
Shen Tumo stood in the sky, while Ren Miaomiao stood alone on the top of the mountain.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and Shen Tumo suddenly said: "Why did that bamboo flute come from the hands of a mountain wild cultivator in Xiyuezhou?"
"This matter has nothing to do with our Qiankun Cave. You should give way now."
Shen Tu silently swallowed the blood that surged into his throat and stared at Ren Miaomiao indifferently.
But in this indifferent look, there is a trace of well-hidden fear.
If one were to say that with Shen Tumo's level of cultivation, he wouldn't be afraid of Ren Miaomiao.
Even though Ren Miaomiao's swordsmanship is indeed very high, Dao Ling is here after all.
What really makes Shentu fearful is the laws in this fourth level.
He couldn't figure out why Ren Miaomiao could completely ignore this law, just ignore it, and actually use it!
And he used it so skillfully!
In this way, Ren Miaomiao, who possesses the power of a law, is no different from a strong person in the Tongxuan realm.
Shen Tumo's realm at the moment was only half-step into the mystic realm, and he had already suffered a lot in the previous fights.
When Ren Piaomiao heard this, she actually sheathed her sword.
He glanced at Shen Tumo, and his look seemed to say: "Is it okay to say no earlier?"
"Do I have to beat you before you open your mouth?"
Ren Miaomiao did not bother with Shen Tumo anymore, but sat down cross-legged and continued to raise her sword.
Shen Tumo was slightly startled when he saw Ren Miaomiao sheathing his sword so simply to stop fighting.
"This person's character is hard to fathom..."
Shen Tumo walked against the wind, slowly reached the top of the mountain, and walked towards the stone tablet.
After a moment, Shen Tumo's figure quietly disappeared into the fourth floor.
The moment Shen Tumo left, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of Ren Piaomiao's mouth.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, looked down, and saw scarlet red in his palms.
"Tongxuan..." Ren Miaomiao looked at the blood in his palm and muttered to himself.
Although he can use that law to fight the enemy here, his own realm cultivation is only at the fifth level of the Return to Void Realm after all.
Using the power of law to fight against the enemy is a heavy burden for Ren Miaomiao.
But why did he not hesitate to use the power of the law that he had not fully understood to fight Shen Tumo to the death of both sides? Was it simply to ask He Ku about the origin of the bamboo flute, or to buy someone some time.
I'm afraid only Ren Miaomiao knows this.
He slowly closed his eyes and returned to his frosty state again.
Suddenly, ripples appeared at the entrance to the fourth floor.
A woman appeared on the fourth floor with two corpse figurines and a young man in black.
Su Youlan looked at the broken swords all over the ground, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.
The boy in black raised his head and moved the tip of his nose, then turned to look at Su Youlan and shook his head.
Su Youlan's expression turned serious again.
Su Youlan raised her head and looked into the distance, "Isn't it here..."
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The sixth floor.
The girl in the black dress sat cross-legged and stared at the fiery red Qilin.
Ever since the girl in black skirt appeared, Luo Lin had been grinning at her.
Fortunately, the girl had no ill intentions towards Luo Yi, otherwise she would have been served with unicorn fire.
However, although he did not take the initiative to hurt anyone, Luo Lin was still extremely wary.
He kept circling around Luo Yi, turning his head and baring his teeth at the girl in black skirt from time to time, and would spurt out two small wisps of flame from his nostrils.
The girl in black skirt was quite surprised at first. There was a Qilin Holy Beast beside this boy.
And the puppet that has been stuck in front of the Shishi looks very good.
The girl raised her fingers at Luo Lin and said, "He is in danger this time. You can follow me in the future."
Luo Lin was immediately furious. He ran up to Luo Yi and bared his teeth at the girl in black skirt. Flames ignited all over his body. It looked like he was very angry.
The girl raised her eyebrows, and suddenly reached out her hand and held Luo Lin's head.
Luo Lin, who was still burning with flames, suddenly extinguished the flames!
This girl in black dress can even put out the Kirin Fire!
And she just gently pressed Luo Lin's little head, but Luo Lin seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of invisible hands!
The girl in the black skirt flicked Luo Lin's head, and a playful smile appeared on her lips: "You can be more honest now."
Although there was panic in Luo Lin's eyes, there was no trace of fear.
It is not worried about its own situation, it is only worried that if it dies, Luo Yi will have no one to protect him.
Luo Lin is a holy beast, but his realm is not yet high enough to transform into a human form, let alone speak human words.
But its intelligence has long been no different from that of humans.
Luo Lin's eyes suddenly turned red, and the extremely red flames ignited again!
Luo Lin actually wanted to burn his blood!
The girl in black skirt was stunned for a moment, then slowly let go of her hand.
"He is loyal to the Lord."
"That's all, I won't make fun of you anymore."
The girl flicked her sleeves lightly, and Luo Lin instantly flew backwards, finally falling into Luo Yi's arms.
