Chapter 24: The Devil's Path

This person is not Brother Chao, who is it?

It's just that his state at this time is very strange, like a phantom, virtual and real, which makes people look not real, as if the wind blows, it will immediately disappear, weak and abnormal.

At this time, he was still shouting, "Little rabbit, let me go quickly, my eldest brother is a policeman, otherwise when he tracks me down, you won't have a good life at that time." "Brother Chao is not a demon with teeth and claws, a living ghost.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yin Huang's mouth, "You don't seem to know your situation yet." ”

Brother Chao was not his body at this time, and it should be a soul that he pulled out of his body.

Of course he himself will not have that feeling, Yin Huang is also to avoid unnecessary trouble, now he is still too weak, the only thing to do is to Taoguang and raise obscurity, and do everything possible to improve his strength, at all costs.

Thundered.

Yin Huang sat cross-legged on the bed, Brother Chao only felt a shock around him, and then one by one the points of light flickered, among these points of light, each of them had the power to destroy the world, and he was shocked to see.

What frightened him the most was that above his head, a huge grinding plate appeared.

As soon as the disc appeared, he flew into it, and as soon as the disc spun, the endless pain crushed him. This feeling is like rolling in the eighteen layers of hell, and every torture is vivid and immersive.

Yes!

His mouth immediately let out a howl like killing a pig, and cursed viciously: "Little Wang Ba calf, you must die well, Lao Tzu must break your body into pieces, hack your parents to death, sell your girlfriend to the club to make chickens, let the brothers take care of her every day, let your family die, you wait for me." ”

Yin Huang turned a deaf ear, the grinding plate continued to speed up, and Brother Chao's mind only felt that there were countless needles piercing, and this feeling of pain into the bone marrow could not be known by ordinary people.

If you want to know, you can try the scissors to twist your ears in half?

The feeling of pain suddenly made Brother Chao succumb, "This big brother, no, this uncle, please let me go, the little one will be one of your dogs in the future, I will do whatever you say, please spare my life!" ”

With his pleas for mercy, a silver glittering thing flowed down from the grinding plate.

With Yin Huang's breathing, it entered his body little by little, flowed into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally converged to the position of the divine court above his head.

The speed of grinding the plate became faster and faster, and Brother Chao's cry for mercy became smaller and smaller, turning into a miserable wail, which sounded one after another, never stopping.

"The heavens live and die, reincarnate the heavens and the earth, and crush all beings."

Brother Chao's soul, little by little, was shattered, turned into food, and entered Yin Huang's body, consolidating the realm he had just entered the realm of Tongxuan. In the end, only one mark was left, which was engraved in the grinding plate, and if you look closely, you can clearly see a figure, which contains the life of Brother Chao.

Call.

What happened just now seemed slow, but it was just a moment, and a series of things were completed in a few breaths.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

After everything was completed, Yin Huang's heart couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, if he could take Brother Chao's body and purify his blood power, it might be of greater benefit to him, the two are like fish and bear paws, ordinary people take bear paws, and they take fish themselves.

Alas.

This is also a thing that there is no way, the soul resides in the body, it is colorless and formless, ordinary people can't see it at all, and the body is the root of this world, this is the difference between existence and action, the body is existence, and the soul is action.

Brother Chao is in his early thirties at most, and he is definitely at the peak of his physical body.

And if he has not undergone cultivation, his soul is like a chaotic stream of water, and if it is not filtered and purified, it cannot be drunk at all.

Whew.

Gently in his mouth, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, soothed his body, and only felt that his flesh was crackling and stood up. In an instant, the feeling of giving people has changed again, if it is said that the previous Yin Huang is the majesty of an emperor and the ethereal of the immortal family, and at this time, he has added a trace of the cruelty and domineering of the demon.

The three temperaments are integrated into one, and they are intimidating all beings.

Plunder, can be said to be the essence of monsters, otherwise scholars would not say that the law of the jungle is the rule of the entire animal world, just from these four words, you can see the meaning of naked plunder.

In the past, demons were everywhere, witches and barbarians were on the sidelines, wars were raging, life and death were taken away, and cultivation and evolution.

There is a story in Journey to the West, saying that the golden-winged Dapeng bird flew into the lion and camel country, and when it was sucked in its mouth, the kings and nobles of the country, and the common people were all put into the belly and refined and cultivated.

Although it is cruel, it undoubtedly shows the feasibility of this kind of cultivation.

And this method was even more vividly manifested in his time, those demons and monsters in order to cultivate, wantonly killing ordinary mortals, collecting their souls and flesh, witches and barbarians fighting, killing people to sacrifice to evil gods, the Son of Heaven sacrificing to the sky, also based on the lives of hundreds of thousands of slaves, as well as beef and mutton, etc.

Of course, the Son of Heaven cannot kill people and practice.

After all, he is the co-master of the world, and secondly, there are all the treasures in the treasure house of the Son of Heaven, and the cultivation speed is not much slower than the speed of killing and practicing.

The current Yin Huang is actually unwilling to cultivate on the basis of killing, after all, he is the Son of Heaven. But then I thought about it, it didn't matter, at this time he had nothing, killing people and practicing, what was this, as long as he could quickly shorten the process between himself and those gods in his limited life, it would be fine.

Before I knew it, it was already past ten o'clock.

Yin Huang was all over his body, only feeling tired, rubbing his temples, yawning, and falling asleep deeply. When I woke up, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and I wondered why my parents didn't come to call me to eat.

It can't be because of yesterday's incident that he doesn't recognize his son.

But it doesn't matter, now with his ability, he can support himself, there is no need to rely too much on his parents, just when he was preparing whether to "run away from home", there was a movement in his parents' room.

It turns out that it hasn't gotten up yet.

Later, the two got up, dressed, cooked, and chatted with Yin Huang, as if what happened last night didn't happen at all, and he had a little strange on his face.

This is repeated, and a few days have passed, and the summer vacation is about to come to an end.

In a few days, Yin Huang is going to go to school in the city, and he unconsciously has some expectations in his heart, how much of a springboard can he provide for himself in a broader world?