Infinite World Projection

Infinite World Projection Chapter 231

But there are countless crawlers.

Countless reptiles spread around, shrouded in all directions, crawling slowly on the ground.

A sensation of itching spread slowly from all over the body.

Under Chen Changming's line of sight observation, all around, reptiles were squirming. At this moment, they were slowly crawling over his body and spreading on his body.

Then, a faint pain emerged.

Lying quietly on the ground, Chen Changming could feel that his body was being bitten by countless insects at this moment.

"Following thousands of cuts, are you feeding bugs?"

Lying on the ground, Chen Changming slowly shook his head, feeling the biting sensation from all over his body.

If possible, he would like to move and shake off the bugs.

But obviously, this is unlikely.

As before, at this moment, he has no strength at all, all the strength on his body has disappeared, and there is no strength at all.

Can only lie quietly on the ground, feeling the bite of the reptiles around.

If nothing happens, this is destined to be an extremely rare experience.

However, Chen Changming has gotten used to it.

The pain lasted for a long time before it slowly stopped.

Subsequently, Chen Changming's consciousness fell into darkness again, and it was not until a long time later that he slowly began to recover.

He opened his eyes lightly and looked towards the outside world.

Unsurprisingly, what appeared at this moment was another brand new scene.

Out of a wilderness, Chen Changming was alone, tied to a wooden pole.

And not far away, a few black tigers were standing there. At this moment, a pair of eyes were staring at him closely, and the eyes were clearly bloodthirsty.

Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes, already somewhat resigned to his situation.

He could see it.

Like the Secret Book of the Spirit King, this so-called Spirit King trial is not a normal trial.

The scenes in front of me, where are the normal trials, clearly want people to die.

In the midst of such trials, it is no wonder that the passing rate of the past dynasties of the Spirit King's trial is so low.

"Just don't know, how long can I hold on"

Lying on the ground silently, feeling the coldness of the ground, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's heart.

After experiencing it two or three times in succession, he could clearly feel that his consciousness was gradually losing, and along with losing consciousness time and time again, there were already signs of impending decline at this moment.

Although it's okay at the moment, if it continues at this rhythm, it may sink completely.

Chen Changming didn't know how long he could survive this series of tortures.

A faint tearing sound sounded in place.

A little bit of blood blossoms.

In situ, Chen Changming's body was torn apart by several black tigers, bitten by them, and soon lost his life.

And when Chen Changming went through trials in it and died again and again, in the outside world, a pair of eyes were also watching.

"Isn't something wrong yet?"

Standing in the stone hall, feeling Chen Changming's state at this moment, the black-robed woman's face was surprised, and she couldn't help but smile: "It seems that this time the Spirit King tester is extremely determined."

As the guardian of the Palace of the Spirit King, she knew exactly what this trial was like.

Under normal circumstances, if an ordinary person enters, there are two or three rounds at this moment, and it is estimated that the will will be depressed, and it is almost collapsed.

However, Chen Changming was different. He still maintained his mental state very well. Now, except for some influences, he has nothing to do.

"Look at this, this time the Spirit King Trial can finally be successful"

Standing in the stone hall, feeling Chen Changming's mental state, the black robe woman smiled, expecting a little in her heart.

"I just don't know what it will be like when he comes out."

Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five Passed

Chen Changming's consciousness is almost blurred.

In this trial, he no longer knows how many scene changes he has endured, and how many tortures he has experienced.

He has basically experienced all kinds of torture that mortals can imagine or cannot imagine.

In a short period of time, everything he experienced, if in the eyes of ordinary people, I am afraid that let alone experience, even thinking about it will make his scalp numb.

After experiencing all this, no matter how tough Chen Changming's will is, he can't hold it at this moment.

It's better to say that the physical pain is nothing more than receiving it. After getting used to it, it is actually like that for Chen Changming.

But there is no way to hide the weakness of consciousness.

Every time he was tortured, his spirit would gradually weaken, and by now, he has gradually become low.

If this continues, Chen Changming may not be able to survive it soon.

Fortunately, before his consciousness was about to sink and he was about to fall into madness, the trial in front of him was finally over.

After being overthrown by a group of executioners again, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes and plunged his consciousness into a deep darkness.

But when his consciousness returned again, he found that his appearance had changed a little at this moment.

He returned to the place where he first appeared again, still wearing the same clothes he had before.

On his waist, he also wears a golden sword symbolizing the inheritance of the heavenly king.

"Boy, how do you feel?"

In my mind, the anxious voice of the spirit of the knife kept ringing, and it rang in my mind many times.

Listening to the familiar voice, Chen Changming couldn't help but feel a little dazed.