Hundreds of lifetimes of reincarnation can't erase this tragic aftermath!? As soon as Xia Wenhua heard this, he turned around and left without saying a word, playing haha as he walked:

"Senior brother, thanks to your encouragement, I suddenly feel that the pain of being in the middle of the fire is not unbearable, and I will work hard! Thank you for your success! ”

"Oh, junior brother, are you really willing? Becoming a slave and apostle of sin, the pain of going mad is just a trivial matter, the self is gradually distorted, worn out, and finally becomes a complete agent of the Sinful Force in the world, a monster in human skin, but with killing and destruction as the only meaning of survival, is this what you want? ”

Xia Wenhua walked back quickly, directly grabbed Mo Huang's collar and roared: "You, you made me the Dark Demon King!" ”

"But who is it, patting his chest and thinking that I promised to volunteer to become the Dark Lord? If you want dignity, you want to get the power not to be ignored, not to be ignored, not to be treated as a dispensable weak chicken, Senior Brother Wenhua, you should have known for a long time that this world has never had the power to fall out of thin air, and there are only cruel equivalent exchanges, even if your Xia family has the blood of an overlord and is talented beyond ordinary people, but among your Xia family, is there really someone who can become stronger by lying down? The ancestor you are proud of, Your Majesty the Thunder Martial God, did you win the Xia family by lying down? ”

Although Xia Wenhua is soft-boned, although he is not in tune, he really can't deny it at this moment, because even at this moment, he recalls the shot of the Baron, he is still full of anger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That shot made him know one thing clearly, he was a useless weak person at all, and in front of the strong, he didn't even have the value of killing!

"One day, I will become a stronger man than my grandfather, so strong that if I stand there, even if I don't say a word, everyone will bow their heads to me and pay supreme respect, so strong that even if I just say a word, it will be enough to change your fate!"

The oath that he once made in his childhood pointed to the sky, with the fact that things are not people, has long been gone with the wind, turning into children's jokes, but that day, against Cenarius, the blessing of Lokizi's dream road mark, made Xia Wenhua find this ignorant oath again in the root of memory.

Since then, in fact, Xia Wenhua has changed slightly, he began to practice martial arts diligently, he began to practice seriously, and the oath that had passed away with the wind and returned again had firmly left traces in his heart, forming an inextinguishable flame.

Baron's shot was the driving force behind the reactivation of this vow, and he agreed to become the Dark Demon King, and he also had a certain degree of awareness, but he didn't expect that becoming the Dark Demon King would be so painful, and the pain was beyond his limit.

"Try to take it, try to go one step further! Senior brother, as a senior brother, under the premise that the old drunkard doesn't care about anything, I am half of your master, and the road has been paved for you, just waiting for you to set foot in it! ”

Xia Wenhua's face was annoyed, and he suddenly snatched the fragment of the artificial godhead from Mo Huang's palm: "I know, I believe you again, but this time you must tell me what to do." ”

"It's simple, when you hold the shard, the real metamorphosis begins!"

Xia Wenhua lowered his head suddenly, he found that the broken spar had been deeply embedded in his palm, fused with the flesh and exuded an evil brilliance, and then he was weak and collapsed to the ground in an instant.

Mo Huang tidied up the collar that had become a little messy because he was grabbed by Xia Wenhua, and said in a loud voice: "Senior brother, I have to say, among these many people I have met, it is better for you to fool, justice and awe-inspiring two big truths, just point to where to fight, if only the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, Mo Ling, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, these people are so good at fooling you!" ”

Xia Wenhua glared angrily, feeling that he had been cheated again, but it was already too late, and a terrifying sense of nothingness spread from the palm of his hand, gradually devouring his body and mind.

"Senior brother, I will only say the precautions once, you must keep in mind, in fact, the final key to transformation has long been hidden in what you think is endless torture, have you ever understood the source of this evil qi in the sky, have you ever listened to the whispers of sin to you, have you ever really opened your eyes to see, the causes and consequences behind these monsters! To be truly committed, you have to really understand. ”

The sense of emptiness spread, the vision gradually dimmed, and the last scene imprinted in Xia Wenhua's eyes was the dignified look of Mo Huang, as well as the words with a touch of pity:

"In the world, there is no love and hate for no reason, even if it is a sin that wants to destroy the world, empathize, bear everything, the turning point of this catastrophe lies in your choice, I will be here to guard you until the last moment, as the world and God, witness your success or failure! If you return as a demon king, I should float with you, if you are unfortunate enough to sink, I can suppress the tyranny of the tyrannosaurus in the past, and I can also control you, so don't worry about it! ”

Sinking and endless sinking, darkness enveloping everything, tumbling clouds of darkness, like the ocean, like the sea, is the ultimate abyss that cannot comprehend the border.

In the endless nothingness, the endless fall, without knowing the outside and not knowing oneself.

"It's ...... Where! ”

Consciousness is torn apart, like a broken wheel, and with each turn, endless time has passed.

In the endless darkness, suddenly emitted "brilliance", illuminated by this light, Xia Wenhua suddenly sobered up, he looked down, the broken spar imprinted in the palm of his hand, emitted a deeper than the darkness, darker "black light", this brilliance, but illuminated the surrounding darkness, very weird.

"I ...... I've been pitted by ink again."

Regained consciousness slightly, his thoughts turned, and he finally recalled many things, gritting his teeth, he couldn't help but be at a loss, Mo Huang said that he was going to usher in the final choice and transformation, but where was it?

As soon as the thought came up, it stirred up infinite mutations, a light deeper than the darkness, and countless indescribable foreign objects lurking in the darkness were attracted one after another.

These foreign objects swarmed in, attacked Xia Wenhua, and poured into Xia Wenhua's mind, forming a huge amount of incomprehensible terrifying noises that made people crazy!

Holding his head and howling in pain, in the endless fall, the terrifying noise followed like a shadow, but at this time, the brilliance of the broken spar suddenly shone, and the true face of the foreign object lurking in the darkness was suddenly exposed, and it was a looming figure, these figures had different expressions, or sad, or hate, or bitter, blood and tears, green fangs, white bones visible, different expressions, swarming, from a distance, as terrifying as ten thousand ghosts!

"So that's the source of my auditory hallucinations, you street boys howling in my ears!" The terrifying auditory hallucination noise he heard when he went mad finally found its root at this moment, but Xia Wenhua was not happy at all, because what he was facing at this moment was a more intense and painful torture than when he went mad.

The dark light embedded in the palm of his hand, moving slightly, swept through Xia Wenhua's body, and he gained a moment of precious lucidity, he clearly saw that a little girl's illusory soul body pounced on him, and then a terrible call sounded in his ears unprecedentedly clear.

"Help me, it's so dark here, it's so scary!"

This call shocked Xia Wenhua's body and mind, and he finally understood why Mo Huang asked him to listen, and let him understand that this endless noise was actually an endless number of calls and calls for help, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of calls for help gathered into a terrifying noise that ordinary people could not bear at all, and these were all poured into his mind. (To be continued.) )