When he awoke, he found that the heavy mud and rocks around him had wrapped him tightly, and the passage that had barely allowed him to pass before was now extremely narrow, and the lower half of his body was tightly embedded in the dirt.

It took a lot of effort for him to break free from the dirt and continue in silence.

With each repetition of these scenes, the passage narrowed and narrowed, and at the end of the day, it seemed to suffocate him alive in the dirt.

Li Jihuang re-entered the outside world, and did not sigh at the peace of the village as before, so he rushed to the wide river in the west of the village with murderous anger, he planned to save the mother.

As for the child, he was buried in the tomb of Master Zhang by the servants and villagers of the Zhang family early in the morning, and it is useless for him to rush there now, it is better to save people first, and then dig up the child later!

"This ......"

When several woodcutters saw the young man running wildly, they shook their heads and continued to walk, picking up the fire.

Bang......

When he arrived at the river, he saw that the men had sunk the cage into the river, and a large pool of blood was floating on the water, and the panicked villagers ran to him nervously, trying to capture him!

Li Jihuang's heart was cold, he quickly killed a few people, and rushed to Master Zhang's cemetery, intending to dig out the child.

It seems that the movement of the cemetery has aroused the alarm of passers-by, and later, a whole group of villagers carried farm tools to kill, not afraid of life and death.

This time, Li Jihuang killed again and bled like a river, and his eyes became more and more cold.

The picture was shattered, and he reappeared in the passage.

Indifferent, he crawled out of the passage and reappeared in the peaceful village.

Over and over again, he didn't know how many times he repeated this image, his presence was the most powerless, and no matter which time, he couldn't save anyone.

Slowly, a trace of despair and pain welled up in his heart, whether it was the tragedy in the village or the narrowing passage, which made him feel uneasy.

"Where is there any immortal ground..."

Suddenly, he remembered the old man's words, and his eyes became more and more cold.

These unstoppable tragedies, repeated scenes again and again, infinitely drain the mind of every intruder, this desperate pain and repetition makes people impatient and sad, and over time, there is no hope of even living!

It's just that what he doesn't know is whether there is only one or many of these worlds! Whether it was formed according to the intruder's cultivation.

But he knew that such a painful blow and despair would consume the intruder in this world.

He may have been abolished because of his cultivation, and he had no cultivation, so he only encountered injustices in the world.

Did those monks who had cultivated and broken in encounter an even more tragic experience, endured incomparable despair and pain, and only watched those villagers eat themselves raw and were indifferent, and their bodies and minds were dead?

He guessed that whoever appeared in what scene would experience an incomparably painful blow and despair, the pain of knowing what was going to happen in the future but not being able to change it, would make everyone insensitive, unable to breathe, and even the hope of living would disappear!

"Could it be that the old monk was able to come out of the immortal land because he saw through all this, and at the same time he was desperate, so he didn't care about the human race after he came out?"

Li Jihuang's face was cold, if someone had experienced all this, they would also despair about life, and they would not be interested in anything! Even if they went out to the outside world, they would probably wonder if this world was real or illusory, right?

He originally thought that the Buddhist cultivation forces in this Western Desert Wilderness would be suppressed by the alien race, but when he saw the attitude of the alien race in the demon capital towards the two venerables, he knew that the Buddhist cultivation was also the supreme existence, and the miserable life was only the life of the human race!

But it was just a guess, he didn't know the situation of the human race in other places, but if he saw that in the entire Western Desert Wasteland, only the territory under the jurisdiction of the Shanyin Temple was suppressed by the alien race, and it was the old monk who made the life of the human race fall to the lowest point, he promised that he would demolish the Shanyin Temple and smash the bones of the old monk piece by piece, even if the other party really couldn't die, he could also let the other party go to the netherworld!

"Hehe, I just don't know what that old monk went through, cutting meat to feed the eagle? or burying himself in the netherworld to cross the ghost!"

Li Jihuang sneered, no longer holding back this anger, and raised his head to the sky and roared, roaring angrily.

He wanted to see if he had a lot of experiences in this realm, or if the infinite demonic resentment in his body was manic enough! There were hundreds of millions of violent and chaotic resentments in his body, and how many scenes could he experience behind the scenes!

Rumble......

For a moment, the earth shook, and a roaring and terrifying voice sounded from his body, and his body became more and more hideous, like a fierce and boundless monster, his body was covered with strange faces, and his body was raised with sarcomas.

Bang!

For a moment, it seemed that not only the mountains had collapsed, but the world had collapsed.

Cracked rocks, peaceful villages, cold cemeteries... Images shattered before his eyes.

Fragments of broken pieces fell into nothingness, only to be swallowed by the fierce and furious monster.

Bursts of thunder sounded in his body, like the painful howls of countless living beings, and the infinite demonic resentment was like a furnace of heaven and earth refining everything.

Countless images appeared in front of him, but they were shattered by his punch, torn and swallowed into his stomach.

"Kill!"

A violent wave of qi emanated from him, and the terrifying resentment soared into the sky, shattering one picture after another.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a vicious voice sounded, and a distorted and ugly figure appeared in the void, she looked at Li Jihuang coldly, and said viciously: "You and I are both weird and intolerable, and we are the only people in the world, why can't you get along with me!"

The resentful voice rose into the sky, like a wave caused by a boulder thrown on the surface of the water, but Li Jihuang was not afraid at all, and countless giant hands were filled with sneers and tore at each other.

Bang...

The void trembled, and the ugly figure quickly shuttled through the layers of pictures, an abominable ghost light appeared on his body, and countless small worlds formed a cage of heaven and earth to besiege Li Jihuang.

Bang......

With a punch, the cage shattered a corner, and the twisted and ugly figure trembled, bursting into a cloud of blood mist, and he no longer dared to use the power of his mind to besiege Li Jihuang.

She is proficient in illusion, and she has experienced countless desperate and tragic pictures in the world in the sea of gods, painting them as independent heaven and earth, and using the souls and flesh and blood of miserable people to form this strange world, trapping and killing countless intruders again and again, and gaining infinite power, but she herself does not have the combat power to match Xiuwei!

Faced with this monster with endless resentment in her body, she couldn't help it, and was even seriously injured by the other party!

"Stop, I'll give you what you want, don't destroy it anymore! In this suppressed realm, if you and I fight to lose both, it will be others who will benefit!"

The ghost mother glanced at Li Jihuang resentfully, but was pulled down by the giant hand that flew out of the void.

Bang......

Countless big hands filled the monster's body, frantically pressing her into the void and beating her, the ghost mother screamed again and again to escape, but was bitten by the protruding head of the monster, and she couldn't break free.

"Don't you love to play, then guess whether I will let you go!"

"Leave me alone, I promise you ...... terms"

In this space suppressed by the great power, countless powerful powers opened their eyes coldly, and then looked at the space in shock, gasping from time to time.

This has been sealed for 30,000 years, and the time is almost up, and they will soon be able to free themselves and go to the outside world, but what is the ghost mother doing?

No, who is that? How come they have never seen it!

Who is it, the suppressed ghost mother has no power to resist at all!

"Get out!"

A roar emanated from that chaotic space, shattering the divine consciousness of countless people, causing everyone to be shocked and angry, and the violent man even roared at the monster, shaking the space.

...

No one knew about it at the time, but the outside world began to commotion.

Guyuan Mountain Range, the top of the Demon Tower.

"Ancestor, Venerable Jia has an order, let you slaughter all the people in Yancheng and capture Li Jihuang, and the Guyuan Mountain Range will respect you!"

Slowly, Ling Heng opened his eyes, revealing a trace of blood: "I haven't come out for more than three months, I should be almost dead, the little human ants dare to be presumptuous in front of me, there is a monk on top, I want to see how powerful the strong man behind you can be!"