Alien Dragon

Every time he regained consciousness, Wang Luo would be stunned by the incomparable sting pain, and after an unknown period of time, he regained consciousness again, and was tortured until he lost consciousness again.

Wang Luo didn't know how many times he was fainted by the pain, but Wang Luo knew that he had to persevere every time he woke up. Although he wanted to pass out directly, he was afraid that he would not wake up right away.

No one knew the situation better than Wang Luo himself. The moment the spikes pierced his body, he really felt that he was going to die, but luckily he didn't die because he could still feel the pain.

Only pain can make Wang Luo feel that he is still alive, let Wang Luo feel hope, although when the unparalleled pain hit, Wang Luo really wanted to die like this.

Wang Luo died once while time-traveling, once in the illusion, and experienced two real deaths. Wang Luo has a strong desire for life, for living, because only when you die, you will suddenly find out, It turns out that I really want to live.

Wang Luo didn't want to die in vain, and he didn't want to die with regrets, so he struggled with all his strength, trying to catch even the slightest hope. As long as there is hope, he will not give up. Even if there is no hope, he will destroy it. Desperate, looking for hope.

At any rate, there is still hope. After being tortured and comatose again and again, Wang Luo found that he gradually got used to this incomparable stinging pain. At the same time, he found that the time he was awake was getting longer and longer. One day he will beat the pain and truly wake up.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how many times I was tortured by the pain. Gradually, Wang Luo found that the pain became smaller and smaller. I don't know if it is because the pain has really decreased, or he has adapted to this stimulation. pain.

When he regained consciousness again, endless pain swept over him. Wang Luo faced everything with a smile, despite the provocation of the pain that had tortured him to death countless times, he did not change at all.

"roll,"

Disdainfully roaring at the stinging pain that penetrated into the soul, Wang Luo stretched out his hands and tore at the dark nothingness, exerting all the strength in his body, he needs to wake up quickly, if it continues like this, it will be no different from death.

As the saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way. Finally, before Wang Luo was about to be tormented by pain again and fell into a coma, Wang Luo tore a gap in the pitch-black nothingness, and a ray of light poured out from it.

Holding on to the gap, Wang Luo stimulated his own consciousness to intensify the pain, so as to keep him awake for the last time, and finally managed to escape from the dark nothingness. world.

The illusory Wang Luo got out of the dark crack and came to the world of light. The warm and comfortable light shone on his body. Wang Luo couldn't help but groan unconsciously. This feeling was in stark contrast to the severe pain, it was so wonderful up.

"This is where,"

The mental will has been tempered countless times. Wang Luo, who is extremely tenacious, enjoys it for a while, then still opens his eyes and looks around blankly. There is no foreign object in the vast expanse of whiteness.

"Hey, Tai Chi,"

Looking up, Tai Chi, which is formed by the entanglement of two black and white yin and yang fish heads, came into sight. Wang Luo suddenly let out a sigh. Although he knew that Tai Chi was hidden in his body, he had never found it.

The black and white Tai Chi rotated gently in the air, and a faint blood-colored vein appeared and disappeared on it, as if it was full of countless mysteries, and Wang Luo couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Suddenly, the illusory Wang Luo's body trembled violently, collapsed with a puff, and turned into endless gray mist clusters, and then these mist clusters gathered rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered again into Wang Luo's appearance.

However, Wang Luo's body became more illusory when he condensed again. Looking at the slowly rotating Tai Chi in the air, Wang Luo's eyes were smeared with astonishment, and at the same time, there were endless surprises.

Although it was only a moment of comprehension just now, and he barely comprehended a trace of insignificant mystery contained in it, but Wang Luo has already discovered that just this insignificant mystery has greatly improved his understanding of various laws.

Wang Luo, who had just been condensed into shape, sat cross-legged on the spot, recalling the traces of mystery just now. After an unknown period of time, Wang Luo suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed away in his illusory eyes.

Stretching out his illusory palm, Wang Luo could see that although it was more illusory, the energy contained in it was more pure. He believed that after returning to his body, his strength would take another big step forward.

Fiery glanced at the blood-streaked Tai Chi in the air, Wang Luo did not continue to sink into it, and resolutely took illusory steps, drifting forward, looking for a way out.

Except for the entire football field-sized space under Wang Luo's feet, there is endless white mist all around. Wang Luo tried to enter the white mist, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate a single bit of it. The seemingly illusory white mist The fog is actually harder than the iron wall.

Wang Luo, who didn't find the exit, thought for a while, and then looked at the blood-striped Tai Chi spinning in the air again. He knew that if he wanted to get out of this blocked space, he would definitely have to work hard on this Tai Chi.

Mind rotated with Tai Chi, Wang Luo gradually sank into it, but it didn't take long for Wang Luo's illusory body to burst apart again, and then condensed again.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly comprehending the harvest just now, after a long, long time, Wang Luo woke up and fell into the deep Tai Chi again, and then his body collapsed again.

Every time the body collapses, Wang Luo has to endure the pain of his soul being torn into pieces. Those who are not strong-willed may be discouraged after experiencing it once, but Wang Luo didn't even frown.

Although this kind of pain directly affects the soul, for Wang Luo, who has experienced countless times of pain, he can bear it no matter how much pain it is. Unless he dies, any pain will not let him suffer. deterred.

Time passed slowly, Wang Luo's soul was torn into pieces again, and then gathered together with difficulty, and Wang Luo, who re-condensed his body, immediately began to experience the sentiment just now, and fully understood them.

After a long time, the illusory Wang Luo opened his eyes and looked at the sky hesitantly, but he didn't put his mind into the blood pattern Tai Chi again, because he knew that if his soul was broken once, he might really be annihilated up.

"Fight one more time until you survive the jedi,"

After a moment of hesitation, Wang Luo made up his mind and prepared to fight again. If he fights, there will be hope. If he doesn't fight, he can only continue to wander here, facing the endless nothingness. What is the difference between this and death?