"Lin Mu, the next thing is the eighth tribulation, be careful."

When Lin Mu went to Bai Yujing again, Li Guanlan cautiously instructed.

In the first seven levels, if you fail, you will have a chance to exit, but from the eighth level, failure is not only failure, but also a high possibility of death.

Eighth floor, Hunger Robbery.

Ever since Lin Mu stepped into the Heavenly Destiny Realm, he had never tasted hunger again.

But as soon as he stepped into the eighth floor, he felt that the energy in his body was being consumed at a terrible rate.

Just two hours later, Lin Mu felt hungry.

The further back on, the deeper the hunger pangs.

In this eighth floor, there are no living creatures, only some grass and trees.

When he was so hungry that he couldn't help it, Lin Mu began to eat these plants and trees.

But he ate too much, and in just two days, all the plants and trees were eaten by him.

After that, only hunger can be endured.

Slowly, Lin Mu's whole person became thinner and thinner, and his flesh and blood energy was rapidly consumed.

Day 7.

He looked skinny.

Lin Mu had a hunch that if he continued like this, he would really step into death.

And until now, he didn't know how to get through this eighth floor.

It wasn't until the tenth day that his consciousness began to blur.

The crisis of life and death brought out his potential.

If you want to live, you can only eat yourself, this is where Lin Mu's vitality lies. On the eleventh day he ate his palms and arms.

At the same time, he found that after losing his hands, the rate of energy consumption slowed down.

On the twelfth day, I ate my legs and feet, and the energy consumption slowed down further.

On the thirteenth day he ate his body, and only one head remained.

However, having lost the body, the consumption of energy finally came to a halt.

Squeak!

The door to the eighth floor slowly opened.

When the light from outside spilled in, Lin Mu knew that he had survived this life-and-death crisis and broke through the eighth floor.

Coo-goo-goo......

When Lin Mu's head flew out of the eighth floor, Li Guanlan breathed a long sigh of relief.

After three days of cultivation, Lin Mu's body gradually grew.

"Lin Mu, do you still want to go to the ninth floor?"

Knowing that Lin Mu was going to go to the ninth floor as soon as his body recovered, Li Guanlan was taken aback.

Back then, he went from the first floor to the eighth floor, but it took tens of thousands of years of effort, how could he be as eager as Lin Mu.

"That's right."

There are so many things outside that make Lin Mu worry, how can he calm down and rest more.

Ninth floor.

Sickness.

In this tribulation, Lin Mu spent three months and experienced the most terrible diseases in the world.

But relying on his firm obsession, he finally survived the illness.

10th floor.

Knife robbery.

The sword added to his body, and Lin Mu suffered for five months.

Eleventh floor.

Drug robbery.

Countless toxins were added to the body and lasted for a year.

At this time, the Nine Great Dao Gods outside were extremely shocked, and their hearts were moved by Lin Mu's inexplicable persistence and firmness.

When Lin Mu came out of the eleventh floor, his temperament had changed dramatically.

His golden body has reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

If he is allowed to fight with Zhou Yun again, he will never be so embarrassed again.

In Zhou Yun's words, he is now equivalent to having two eras of cultivation.

"Lin Mu, the twelfth floor, is extremely dangerous."

Li Guanlan said seriously, "Of the three great gods of death, two of them died on this floor, and you must think about it carefully this time before you break in." ”

"No regrets."

Lin Mu is still determined.

Thinking that Luo Junyu and the others were still unscrupulous in the dark forest, and Pangu didn't know what torture he was suffering, how could he have any reason to retreat.

Twelfth floor.

Scourge.

As soon as he stepped into this building, Lin Mu felt great pain.

His cells are actually crumbling and tearing.

"Doom."

For the first time, Lin Mu's eyes showed a hint of fear.

He finally knew what the Fall was, and it started with his own body.

Soon, his body was automatically disintegrating, from the flesh to the internal organs, it was rapidly rotting and falling off.

The calamity of the physical body also affected his soul, making his soul also decompose, becoming weaker and weaker.

Half a month later, Lin Mu's vitality has been like a candle in the wind.

"Leave to die and come back to life."

Lin Mu simply gave up all thinking and only kept his heart a little clear.

In a trance, it seems that countless years have passed.

Suddenly, Lin Mu woke up.

When he woke up, he found that his body was safe and sound, and everything before seemed to be hallucinations.

"Mid-Golden Body."

Lin Mu's eyes were dark, he pushed open the door on the twelfth floor and walked out.

"Congratulations."

Outside, the Nine Great Dao Gods were all waiting there.

Seeing Lin Mu come out, they all said sincerely.

They had all broken through Bai Yujing, and they knew how great it was to be able to break through the twelfth floor.

Next, Lin Mu did not immediately go to the first city.

He began a year-long recuperation.

It's not that he is slacking off, but he knows that if he is not at his peak, he will definitely die if he goes to the first city.

A year later, Lin Mu no longer hesitated and flew into the first city.

As soon as he stepped into the first city, his consciousness seemed to be stuck in a swamp and became extremely sluggish.

After a while, everything returned to normal, and he actually forgot everything in the past and returned to the era of the Lingwu Continent.

Meteorite Lake.

He was still that young man, his cultivation was still a second-order martial artist, and he was also assassinated by Gao Jianfeng and Gao Lanyue.

"No, I can't die, if I die, what will happen to Xiaowan, who will take care of her, what about my father, I haven't found a clue to his disappearance......"

Time seemed to go backwards, and Lin Mu roared in the lake.

And this time, instead of getting the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, he got a demonic thought.

The reason why it is said to be a demonic thought, because the powerful method that this demonic thought taught him is to kill all the people who bind his feelings, and the closer the person, the more he must be killed.

This demonic thought is a thought.

However, the more he resisted, the worse his situation became.

Even if he doesn't kill those around him, the relatives around him will be killed by him by chance, and countless innocent people will be affected.

Fortunately, Lin Mu's strong will was not completely extinguished, and at the critical moment, his consciousness was forcibly interrupted from that illusion.

The next moment, he fell out of the First City.

"Poof."

Lin Mu opened his mouth and vomited blood, and his body and mind were severely damaged.

At this time, he finally knew why Liang Yulong didn't say a word about the catastrophe of the first city.

Such an encounter is too painful to mention to outsiders.

Either you die, or you kill your relatives, this is not a choice at all.

"It's good to be alive."

Li Guanlan and others felt lucky.

Being able to survive the first city seemed to them better than anything else.

Next, Lin Mu had to cultivate again.

"Lieshan, how did he get through this back then?"

During the cultivation period, Lin Mu couldn't help but think.

It would be difficult for him to kill his relatives and friends, even if he knew it was fake, let alone when he was in the first city illusion, he didn't know it was fake.

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