It was another sleepless night, and among the slaves who had just been sent in, a slave disguised as a man was pulled out, her eyes full of fear and despair, and you can imagine how bleak her end would be.

Generally speaking, women do not live for more than a month on this mountain, because there are no rules here, and it is light to say that the law of the jungle is the strongest.

Because none of the people here are normal, including the evil slaves, and their minds have long been very understandable.

The reason for this is that on the one hand, it is due to the influence of magnetic radiation from the iron ore, and on the other hand, it has been imperceptible here for a long time.

The grave of the dead on the west side of the mountain range, fresh corpses are dropped every day.

.........

"Deep, bloody, dark, deadly, desperate. ”

"Hahaha.........!"

At the top of the sky, a large area of dark clouds was infiltrated and rendered by blood, dark red blood clouds surged in the void, covering the world, thunderbolts and dark thunder continued to sound, and countless thunderbolts and lightning shuttled among the blood clouds.

This is a sign that the devil is coming to the world, and everywhere in the world, there is great wisdom, looking up at the sky, and showing a sad face.

"The clouds of blood are in the sky, obscuring the firmament. This is a sign of calamity, but my time is approaching, and there is no time, when will the people of the Sha Dynasty be truly stable. ”

An old king, standing at the head of an ancient city, sighed softly.

"Grandpa, will these blood clouds bring us disaster?" asked a little girl of five or six years old beside him.

The king shook his head and sighed, "The blood cloud will not, but the creatures behind the blood cloud will bring disaster to the earth. ”

"Grandpa, what kind of creature is that?" the little girl asked innocently.

"Before he came, I am afraid that no one would know, but after his coming, the catastrophe had already come!"

"Oh!"

The old man stroked the little girl's head, looked up at the sky, and the soldiers on the side, standing neatly, were inevitably attracted by the vision of the sky.

A tower, the tower of the famous sage, the fate sealed by the ancient dust, sighed softly, and a tear slipped down without a word.

"Ying Longsha, how long has it been since you came to the Sage's Tower. ”

A middle-aged man with King Kong's angry eyes closed the book in his hand, glanced out the window, and replied, "Thirty years, what's the matter, the old man of the disaster building, is he uncomfortable?"

"The devil is in the world, the inevitable catastrophe, you are willing to be involved in the world again. The old man said calmly.

"Demon, who in this world can be more evil than you? Is it meaningful?" Ying Longsha said lightly.

"Once the world is saved, he is a sage. ”

"Heh, is this the fourth level of the test?"

"Only by surviving this calamity can merit be consummated. ”

"Old man, you have a heart, right? How can the credit be calculated for the 10-year drought of the Red Wilderness and the rescue of hundreds of millions of people in exile? The merit is considered to be complete, but you have not come to a conclusion for a long time, and you still want me to read books and exercise my state of mind, but you look at it and ask me to go out to save people, and you don't know about the struggle on the earth, don't you take care of it?"

"The clouds of blood in the sky obscure the firmament, which is a sign of great calamity, and it is inevitable that the world will be displaced and destroyed, and the world should not suffer such a calamity. ”

"Heh, is it that if I don't save the world, I won't be allowed to pass the fourth layer of the test?"

"To save the world and save the line, you are a sage. ”

"It's easy to save the world, save the line, I have a headache, I can't wake up, so I won't do that kind of bother. ”

"Saving the world is also possible, it can be a sage. ”

"Haha, in the world, my Longsha Heavenly Son is back again!"

......

Click!

Pushing open the forbidden door of the dead realm, the void cracked like glass, and a huge monstrous crack formed in the sky, and within the crack, a river of white bones could be faintly seen, flowing behind the void.

A figure stepped on the river of bones towards the void crack, wanting to jump out of the abyss and step into the world.

The figure of the person who came was burly and straight, the scarlet blood hair shawl was flying, like a god, full of cold eyes, proud of the present and the ancient, between the steps, the void was retreating, the river of white bones was infinitely extended, and the waves of white bones were surging.

Just when he was less than a paper away from the crack, the figure could no longer pass through, this space, there seemed to be an invisible barrier, blocking his arrival, the gods and demons were arrogant, and between raising their heads, endless dark red light swept out, and blood stained the void red.

"No one can stop the great Dark Owl Dome Lord, not even heaven and earth!"

The dark owl dome lord looked indifferent, his eyes were cold, and in the light of his eyes, there was a faint flow of smoke from the world.

The source of the war, the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord, who single-handedly ruled the fifth time and space, is about to descend on the world.

"Time and space are forbidden, the dark dimension is through the sky, give me an inlay!"

The main hand of the Dark Owl Dome pinched the forbidden technique, and even dialed the space-time dimension to forcibly make contact, and the void violently shook, and the blood cloud in the sky dissipated in an instant.

The dimension of the main world looms and emerges, turning into a vast net, which is inviolable, and no matter what the Lord of the Dark Owl dome does, it is still blocked.

"So you want to stop me? It's really delusional! Demon mark, give me condensation! Glow-shaped hundred charms, give me transformation! Time and space travel, dark dimensional world!"

The main hand of the Dark Owl Dome pinched the forbidden technique, and between the raised hands, the scarlet light swept into the sky, and the moment the dimensions of the two worlds came into contact, a slight crack finally appeared.

In an instant, a pitch-black demonic face rushed through the gap, followed by hundreds of dark green rays of light.

"Hahahaha.........!"

"Hahahahaha.............ha

"The Devil Rises, the Blood Hell Descends, the Source of Riot, and the Scourge of Heaven and Earth. ”

"One day, I, the Lord of the Dark Vault, will truly descend upon this fertile land and bring eternal destruction and death. ”

The demonic mark floats and shuttles in the void, the ghost-shaped hundred charms are like fireflies, the void seems to be induced, and the blood cloud generates itself without wind, turning into a thick yin matter, gathering and destroying thunder and fire.

Click!

The dark golden blood cloud fell from the sky, but he only heard a sneer from the Dark Owl Dome Lord, and his palm slapped out, and the infinite power passed through the dimensional barrier, directly shaking the blood annihilation thundercloud away.

"Seven emotions and six desires, greed, hatred, love and hate, spare the devil's breath and a thousand prophecies; obsession is like madness, the sword forgets each other, and buries the demon of a thousand autumns!"

"Hahahahaha............ha

The void blood cloud dissipated, the terrifying aura gradually returned to calm, and the void healed.

The river full of white bones was far away in an instant, and in the void, only the demon mark fluttered, and hundreds of dark green rays of light surrounded the demon mark, scurrying irregularly.

There were vague words echoing in the air.

"Reincarnation ......!"

"Boarding ......!"

"Disaster ......!"

"Demon Gate ......!"

In an instant, those dark green lights exploded and disappeared into the void, and the demonic mark accompanied by a dark red lightning bolt descended on the Black Mist Mountain Range.

"Numbness, persistence, survival. ”

"Ah, that's .......!"

"Very good, very good, this is the best host for the Demon Mark!"

The demonic mark turned into a dark light and fell into the boy's body in an instant.

The teenager who was numb to the mining suddenly trembled slightly with the lodge of the demon mark.

"Want to live?"

The voice sounded in the bottom of the boy's heart, but the boy was still numb.

Six years of ruthless consumption had worn away his emotions, and he could no longer perceive what it meant.

It wasn't until the demon's voice sounded for the second time, and the third time, that the boy had a hint of desire to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The long silence had made him forget how to speak.

The boy has long been numb, and only the obsession to survive supports him and still survives.

But by the time the hope of survival appeared, he was gone.

The demon's voice kept ringing in the bottom of the boy's heart, and a sentence could be repeated ten, hundred, or even a thousand times.

The boy gradually recognized the meaning of the sound from his numbness, and he finally remembered that he had long been on the road to survival, longing for life.

The infinite desire to survive turned into strength, and finally made him speak, a simple word 'think', as if he had exhausted his life.

The boy trembled, as if the door of the new century was slowly opening, and he saw the light......

"Very good, very good, survival is the instinct of all things, and only survival is the foundation of life. If you ask me to survive, you will have to pay the same price, the demon gives you the power to survive, and at the same time expects you to give back to the demon!" came a terrifying cry from within the demon mark.

"What can you give me. The young man asked.

"The greatest demonic skill from the Piercing Sun Demon Dome, the Dragon Blood Prison, once cultivated, it is enough to crisscross the Three Realms!" the demon monster laughed a few times.

The young man was silent, not because he was taboo about this very evil technique when he heard the name, but because his martial veins had been broken, and all the people who were sent to the Black Mist Mountain Range were like this, and it was absolutely impossible to practice martial arts.

"Martial Pulse, hahahaha, the great magic skill from the Heavenly Demon Dome, there is no need for these at all, as long as the person is still alive, even if the stump is sick, he can still cultivate. ”

As if sensing the young man's thoughts, the demon laughed strangely.

"Prepare to receive the inheritance from the demons!"

The boy is still wooden.

"Hatred and ignorance of the six evils, the devil crosses death and life, the turbid sea of the world, and all kinds of diseases compete for the stream!"

The demon roared, and the Dao Dao demon sound turned into one scene after another, pouring into the young man's mind, each scene was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, purgatory on earth.

Scenes flashed frequently in the boy's mind, and the boy trembled all over, these scenes were too terrifying, like a scene of hell.

"Ahh

The young man screamed in surprise, hell on earth, a sea of blood floating skulls, a hundred ghosts opening the door, all kinds of scenes are too terrifying.

"This is a level you must pass, the door of the devil will open for you, and you will need to endure the boundless terror of the demons. ”

A scene, the most terrifying picture, as if the hell was moved in front of him, after a long time, the young man's mood gradually calmed down.

Purgatory is terrifying, but how can the Black Mist Mountains not be terrifying? This purgatory that towers over the world has long been stained with blood.

His heart, which has lived in purgatory on earth for six years, has already entered the infernal world and cannot be reincarnated.

"The blood prison of the dragon is achieved by absorbing the anger, resentment, hatred, anger, and other negative emotions of all the spirits in the world. ”

"If you want to cultivate the blood prison of the dragon, you have to create disasters, only infinite disasters can give birth to these emotions faster, you are now just the most despicable mining slave in the world, a weed that can be trampled on wantonly, this is a disaster, but also food. ”

"Demons, feed on calamity!"

"Deep in your heart, you have an obsession with survival, and under the obsession, there are resentments and hatreds buried deeply, and these resentments are like a seed, lurking in your heart, taking root and sprouting. ”

The demon fell silent slightly.

"As long as you break this seed and absorb it, form the first violent resentment power with your resentment and obsession, and turn it into a dragon cocoon, it will be the real beginning of the Dragon Blood Prison. ”

Although the demon can't see what happened to the boy, and he doesn't know what is hidden in the boy's heart, he is very sensitive to negative emotions, and he is very keenly aware of the long-suppressed resentment and hatred in the boy's heart.

The boy didn't show anything in these years, at first he had his own plans, secretly accumulating strength, and when he had enough strength, he would take revenge, his mother's hatred, his father's revenge, the hatred of the whole clan, the hatred of the souls, the hatred was as deep as the abyss.

The hatred of exterminating the clan is difficult to reduce, and over the years, the young man's heart has been roaring all the time.

But he suppressed it, and the resentment in his heart grew bigger and bigger, but he became more and more numb, and he mechanically endured all kinds of pain here, just to survive.

Because, only by surviving can it be possible to rise, to stand, and to cut off all kinds of humiliation and suffering.

He originally expected the Mo clan people who had separated earlier to return and bring him out of this abyss, but after six years, what should have come has not come, and unexpected variables have already arrived.

"Hate, you need hate now, hate can make you grow. ”

"Purgatory, I look forward to this earthly ....... ”

The demon laughed.

Since then, in addition to mining, the boy has been visualizing the prison scene every day, because only by sketching out his own blood prison embryo in his own heart can he begin to devour his long-growing resentment and hatred.

There are thousands of images of the prison scene imprinted by the demon mark in his mind, and these will be the pen and ink with which he sketches the embryo of the blood prison.

Seven days later, thousands of images of prison scenes turned into chaos in his mind, and an invisible hand was pushing the sundial to study the ink, and then twisted the pen to paint.

The pen, pouring out of the chaos, seemed to be made of white bones, engraved with forbidden words, and written Xuanhuang.

A huge circle of chaos was the first to form, symbolizing the evil mouth that encompasses everything and devours everything, taking shape.

The nine ravines of the abyss, the mountains, the sea of ups and downs, and the road of war and fire, were outlined one by one, and the shape of the embryo of the blood prison gradually constituted, suspended in the depths of his mind.

When the embryo of the Blood Prison was formed, he seemed to have an epiphany, and when he opened his eyes, he could see the endless resentment and violence in the world spreading in the air, and deep in his heart, a seed of hatred that had taken root for several years had turned into an extremely long line of hatred, extending to the end of the extremely deep void.

This is the seed of his hatred, six years of hatred and resentment, growing every day.

"Devour!"

As soon as the young man's mind moved, he saw that the thread of hatred spread from nothingness and extended into the Blood Prison Embryo, absorbing and devouring inch by inch by the Blood Prison Embryo.

With each devouring section, a thick black mist was released, roaring and condensing within the blood prison embryo, and finally landing on the Gomo Mountain.

His first dragon cocoon, the natal dragon cocoon, will condense on the mountain of Gomo.

It was a towering peak, and it was also one of the four views of the origin of the Blood Prison.

Every time the thread of hatred was swallowed, his thoughts of hatred decreased by one point, and in less than a quarter of an hour, his thread of hatred had bottomed out, and only the initial seed of hatred was still taking root and could not be swallowed at all.

At the same time, he has been able to deal with those hatreds rationally, like an outsider, watching a catastrophe of extermination.

"Nightmare, can you tell me why?"

Nightmare is the name of the demon's face, and he calls himself Nightmare.

"Your hatred is as deep as the sea, but you lack killing intent, and the hatred seed that lacks killing intent cannot form a complete dragon cocoon, and it is precisely because you have no killing intent that the most original hatred seed cannot be swallowed by the Resentful Dragon Blood Prison. ”

"You never killed!"

"No!" replied the boy after a moment of silence.

This land has never been peaceful, but it can never spread to Longshou Mountain, which is where the Mo tribe is located, and because of this, for thousands of years, the Mo tribe has lived a relatively peaceful and carefree life.

However, this rule was broken six years ago.

"You need to kill!"

The Nightmare Monster Screams and seems to have a special interest in killing.

"Nightmare, what is killing intent!"

"Killing thoughts are the thoughts of killing living beings, only after killing a living being, it will form a bloody qi, which is one of the great foundations of the blood prison of the resentful dragon, and it is also the most important part of the dragon cocoon. ”

"You need to kill a creature now, a creature that can make you want to kill, and when you kill him, you will have a real killing thought!"

"If you don't kill living beings, you can't talk about killing thoughts, it can only be regarded as a fantasy that exists in your mind. So, kill, open the first forbidden door of the demonic path!"