"Wake me up!"

Zhou Ming let out a long roar, and his consciousness fell into boundless chaos.

Dashed, perished. Countless pictures flickered in Zhou Ming's mind, a young man in black walked out of the picture, he was covered in blood, a pair of black eyes without a trace of temperature, calmly stepped through the pictures, and came to Zhou Ming's sea of knowledge.

"Chen Ziwen, are you doing it again?"

Zhou Ming's consciousness body also appeared in Zhihai, and he ran to Chen Ziwen and stared at this evil demon.

Chen Ziwen smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed: "The root of this time lies in yourself. ”

"Myself?"

Zhou Ming was puzzled, could it be that he had gone mad again, but he had not cultivated at this time.

"The power you borrowed does not belong to the rules of Zhou Tian, but it can still turn the virtual into reality, and even come to this world. This is a great rebellious force, and ordinary people can easily get lost in it. Not only are you lost in your mind now, but you are also trapped by knots in your heart, and the thoughts of good and evil in your body are stirred, and I am forced to show up. ”

Chen Ziwen stretched out a hand and brushed it in front of Zhou Ming's eyes, and a wisp of pure black aura rushed into the white light behind Zhou Ming, turning into a carp, wandering wantonly in that white.

After fusing into this wisp of pure black aura, Zhou Ming felt the unusual white brilliance behind him, these white brilliance belonged to his consciousness and soul, and this piece of unadulterated brilliance was the manifestation of his true nature.

On the contrary, behind Chen Ziwen was a thick pitch black, like an endless hell, and it was pressing.

One black and one white, each occupying half of the sea of knowledge.

"How? Do you want me to help you?"

Chen Ziwen carried his hands behind his back, his black clothes and belts, and he rose without wind.

Zhou Ming closed his eyes and was silent, raised his hand and grabbed it behind him, and the pure black carp suddenly turned into a wisp, peeled off from the white light, and was imprisoned by him in the palm of his hand.

"No, my heart knot, I'll cross it myself. ”

Zhou Ming couldn't believe Chen Ziwen, he didn't want to contact the devil all the way, unless it was a last resort, otherwise he really didn't want him to embark on this road of no return.

"Cause and effect is not something that can be broken. ”

Chen Ziwen left a meaningful sentence, which turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into Zhou Ming's sea of knowledge.

Zhou Ming sat cross-legged in the sea of consciousness, running the Heart Dao Divine Forging Method, and began to suppress the sleepiness and knots in his heart. Countless spiritual powers shot out from the Divine Mansion, scattering the endless pure black in front of him, and the three mental golden seals on the Divine Mansion bloomed with golden light, making Zhou Ming's thoughts rise steadily.

Outside, Xue Ling slowly put down Yang Qian's onions, she picked up a fragment of a fox mask, held it in the palm of her hand, and held it in her arms tremblingly. Tears rolled down the girl's cheeks, and she knew that the man had left her forever.

The bloody scene around still can't hide the sadness in the girl's heart, and this absurd fate makes her fail to recognize her father in the end.

"Xue Ling, I'm sorry. ”

Zhou Ming came to his senses, ignoring the blood trickling from his mouth and nose, and smashed his fist on the ground in great annoyance.

Xue Ling shook her head, put her hands on her chest, and whispered, "It's okay, I already knew it would be like this." If I want to say I'm sorry, I'm the one who is right. ”

The fragments in her hand fell, and Xue Ling walked up to Zhou Ming and stretched out her hands to hold his face.

Zhou Ming looked at Xue Ling's moist eyes, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

"Zhou Ming, I lied to you, I hid something from you. ”

The girl approached Zhou Ming and tapped lightly on his lips, "This is all my memory, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't accompany you." ”

Zhou Ming felt the residual soft touch on his lips, and suddenly felt a hot current rushing in his mind, he was stunned for a moment, and the memories of Xue Ling and Shen Yue were completely replenished.

The huge amount of information made Zhou Ming unable to relax for a while, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xue Ling incredulously.

"Got it. ”

Xue Ling smiled at Zhou Ming, but at this moment, a huge Yuan Qi palm print blasted from behind her.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhou Ming was shocked, picked up Yang Qian's onion with one hand, and was about to pull Xue Ling to the side, but Xue Ling slapped him at this time.

Xue Ling's palm was extremely powerful, Zhou Ming was shocked and slid backwards, and Xue Ling used the thrust to crash into the palm print behind him.

"No!"

Zhou Ming's heart trembled, he had already anticipated what Xue Ling was going to do next.

"Poof!"

A wind blade passed through Xue Ling's chest, bringing up a blood-colored match.

"Don't be a sacrifice!"

Seeing that Xue Ling was about to be killed by the palm print, Zhou Ming roared angrily, and the ground under his feet was trampled by him and collapsed, his whole person was like white thunder, wanting to save Xue Ling before the palm print fell.

"With my remnants, I will merge with him. ”

Xue Ling's pale lips squirmed, a few syllables fell, and several golden rays of light flowed, flying towards Zhou Ming.

The girl's long hair was scattered, and her pale face added a little delicacy to it, and she was like a holy flower at this time, blooming with the last beauty.

Zhou Ming, after all, was still slow, before he reached out to touch Xue Ling, the palm print wind had already drowned the girl in front of him, a touch of blood splashed, a ruthless attack came, and the fresh life disappeared.

The golden light did not enter the body, and a huge golden lotus appeared in front of Zhou Ming, which instantly offset the residual power of the palm wind, and several wind blades appeared, all of which were dissolved by the light and shadow on the golden lotus.

"Poof—"

Zhou Ming's heart collapsed and he squirted out a big mouthful of bright red. Xue Ling's death made him despair. He raised his eyes to look at Fang Gong and Yuan Yuanzhong, who were still watching the play in the sky, and the hatred in his heart suddenly exploded.

An old man ran in front of Zhou Ming, he was carrying a blast of wind, slashed with one hand, brought up a wind blade, and slashed towards Zhou Ming angrily.

The wind blade was blocked an inch in front of Zhou Ming's body, and a little golden light flashed, and this fierce wind blade was like mud tiles in the water for a while, and they all collapsed without a trace.

Zhou Ming held Yang Qian in one hand, his face was as cold as iron, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a touch of silver flashed away.

The old man didn't even have a chance to react, and a sword qi phantom as fast as thunder came out from behind his skull.

This old man is Mo Qianli, for his teacher, Zhou Ming does not have any mercy on his subordinates at this time, in that complete memory, he has already learned that the thing used by the Shadow Gate to control humans is the Soul Control Pill.

Those who take the Soul Control Pill will be imprinted with the soul mark of the person who is drugged, and they can only obey the medicine person for the rest of their lives. This soul control pill cannot be solved, and the person who took the medicine dies, and the mark rooted in the soul will also detonate. It can be said that this is a very terrible evil medicine.

Zhou Ming hugged Yang Qian, walked over in one step, and appeared in front of a young girl, he raised his hand and slashed down with a sword, and an old man with a thunderous light was divided into two halves by an invisible sword qi, this person is Chizhong Mountain.

Zhou Ming put Yang Qian down and said, "Help me take care of her." ”

"Good. ”

The girl is also a person known to Zhou Ming, Long Fumei.

Long Fumei picked up Yang Qian's onion and looked at Zhou Ming with a complicated expression.

Zhou Ming didn't care about Long Fumei's gaze, he stepped out, and came to an old man who was killing frantically, and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light brought up a straight trajectory, a puff of blood splashed, and Su Mu fell to the ground and died.