Chapter 203 [It’s hard to extinguish the fire in my life]

Author: Caixinguaguagua

Chapter 203 [It’s hard to extinguish the fire in my life]

He made sure.

Wu Dao is completely abnormal and insane.

Treat suffering as a reward.

Using the horror of life and death to pursue the gift of the brave after suffering.

He can feel it.

As the number of death punishments in Mudplough Hell increases.

The soul of Wu Dao.

He is also constantly getting stronger.

Although it's not really killing him, it can't compare to the real power of soul refining.

The real function of this Mud Plow Hell.

It denies the meaning of life!

After overcoming the disaster of Mud Plow Hell, which is more dangerous than death and denies the meaning of life in all aspects.

Increased willpower.

Still undetectable, grains of sand gathered in the sea, increasing the strength of Wu Dao's soul at an extremely slow speed.

Although very slow and very little.

But the essence is still getting stronger,

What is this if not a reward?

'Ha, after the tenth level, there will be no gap in the punishment of death. I hope you are still so hard.'

unconsciously.

Wu Dao had miraculously survived the nine levels of Mud Plow Hell and fell to the tenth level.

In the heart of the mysterious old monster.

Some confidence emerged again.

He is a little unhappy now.

Wu Dao's roar of excitement was like a slap in the face.

I can’t wait to shut up Wu Dao.

I want to hear that sweet and sad cry for mercy.

Buzz-bang!

The moment he fell into the tenth level of Mud Plow Abyss.

Invisible trembling power is added to the body.

Wu Dao was instantly shaken into thousands of particles.

Super nine levels of purgatory,

The pain of death and torture is uncountable.

Instantly.

His consciousness went blank for a moment.

But this is just the beginning.

Buzz-bang!

The body and soul have just condensed.

In a pure white space.

The trembling force struck again, without giving any chance to relax and breathe, and shocked Wu Dao to death on the spot, turning him into countless particles.

The tenth level of Mudplough Abyss—

Tremor the white world!

Just as the mysterious existence said.

After the tenth floor.

There will be no break in the punishment of death.

After the number of punishments has been met.

Will fall into the next level of even more despair.

Buzz-bang!

Buzz-bang!

Restore again and again.

Death again and again.

In constant torture.

Wu Dao no longer has the opportunity to be excited, nor the time to roar.

Endless pain.

For the first time, he fell into silence.

A cycle of death that leaves no room for a moment.

His mental consciousness was completely blank.

Except pain is still pain.

Don't have any other ideas.

He can only continue to burn the fire of survival with the help of gods and ghosts.

In silence.

He is like a lonely traveler in the scorching desert looking at the mirage oasis that can never be reached.

Knowing that it is out of reach.

Still with an indomitable will.

Supporting the body that was riddled with holes, it took a staggering pace.

Step by step……

Heading towards the oasis of nothingness.

Life is endless and survival is endless!

Unless you actually kill me.

Unless I take the initiative to give up my life.

otherwise--

After thousands of grindings and blows, the strength is still strong, and eighteen mud plows are used to refine the true gold!

The tenth floor...

The eleventh floor...

Twelve floors...

…

In silence.

In an endless cycle of death, Wu Dao slowly fell into layers of more desperate mud plow prisons.

The fire of life burns unexpectedly.

The soul and will accumulate sand into a sea.

Before falling to the eighteenth floor.

above the panel.

His soul-refining cultivation.

It has moved from the five-change trend to the peak of the five-change trend.

But even so

Still can't escape from this hell of mud.
To be continued...