"If you want to live, you must inherit the will of the ten-headed rakshasas. ”

"He can bring you a whole new world. ”

"I will not give you any help, a person who has no reverence, and does not need help. ”

"Now you have to rely on yourself. ”

"If you can't do it, you'll die!"

Ao Bei's voice sounded in the darkness and disappeared again in the darkness.

In the entire space, only Han Ming was left, and the violent ghost god at the end of the darkness, the ten-headed rakshasas.

Facing those ten pairs of mysterious and evil eyes, Han Ming didn't even dare to look directly.

In front of the ten-headed rakshasas, Han Ming only felt that he was as small as a speck of dust.

How can such a powerful ghost god carry his will?

Han Ming had strong doubts about this.

But in a space where there was no way out, Han Ming had no more choices.

Han Ming knew that the real opportunity was in front of him.

Holding back the churning in his stomach and the fear in his heart, Han Ming raised his steps and took the initiative to walk towards the ten-headed rakshasas.

Taking a step, the evil thoughts of the ten-headed rakshasas turned into a substantial scythe and slashed at Han Ming's throat.

The strange scythe did not bring any substantial damage to Han Ming's body.

But Han Ming's eyes seemed to see...... Under this scythe, his throat was deeply cut, and the fear of facing death, as well as the pain that spread throughout his body, really appeared on Han Ming's body.

At this moment, Han Ming could feel that he was actually dead.

I'm dead?

I just died?

Countless questions sounded in Han Ming's mind.

"No!"

"How could I die?"

"How could I die like this?"

"How can a man who longs to live be afraid of death?"

"I'm not dead, and I can't die!"

"I'm Han Ming, I want to live!"

Han Ming's voice gradually changed from weakness to roar, and finally to endless roar, spreading the sound to every corner of the space.

"Poof!"

The slender scythe disappeared from in front of Han Ming, and the real picture of death was also dispersed by Han Ming's roar.

At this time, Han Ming realized that everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

But that kind of illusion is too real.

It was so real that Han Ming thought he was dead.

What Han Ming didn't know was that the previous scene was an illusion, but it was not an illusion either.

He had really died once, but his desire to survive had saved him.

The evil thoughts of the ten-headed rakshasas can evoke the deepest fears of a person and magnify them infinitely.

If you can't overcome the fear in your heart and sink from it, that's real death.

This first step, Han Ming walked over.

But that's just the first step.

Every time Han Ming took a step forward, the evil thoughts of the ten rakshasas doubled in strength.

The first step is just the beginning of Han Ming.

What Han Ming will face next is endless death.

Moreover, it will be the cruelest, most vicious, and most disgusting way to die in the world.

"Wow, wow......"

Early morning.

The chirping of the three black crows broke the silence of Yunju Peak.

When the first rays of the morning sun shine through the clouds and fall on the summit of the cloud dwelling peak.

A miserable white arm tore through the space in front of Ao Bei and walked out slowly.

When Han Ming walked out of the dark space, the ancient characters that danced in his eyes also disappeared.

Ao Bei just sat quietly on a rattan sedan chair for the night.

Han Ming, on the other hand, had experienced countless deaths in the dark space, and even he couldn't remember the time and years it had spent.

At this moment, Han Ming's hair is snow-white, and there is no trace of blood in his body.

With sunken eyes and a seemingly pale and weak body, even if someone is familiar with Han Ming, it is difficult to recognize that the person in front of him is Han Ming if he doesn't distinguish it carefully.

In that space, face the violent demon god, the ten-headed rakshasas.

For the first time, Han Ming realized that the torture from the spirit was far more terrifying than the torture from the body.

Looking at Ao Bei on the rattan sedan chair, Han Ming's slender and thin body bent towards Ao Bei, but an evil smile appeared on his cheeks.

Such a smile was not deliberately done by Han Ming, but he inherited the will of the Ten Rakshasas, and his mind was contaminated with the evil thoughts of the Ten Rakshasas.

Leads to the birth of each other.

"Childe, I did it!"

Ao Bei on the rattan sedan chair slowly opened his eyes, looking at the skinny and human-looking Han Ming, and the corners of Ao Bei's mouth also hung an arc.

"Hundreds of millions of gods and demons, three thousand great demons!"

"A demon who can rely on his own will to carry the ten-headed rakshasas. ”

"You've really surprised me!"

With a smile, Ao Bei looked at the rising sun in the distance.

The voice sounded again, but it was more dark and mysterious than before.

"Isn't the reason why the world is wonderful is because there are surprise people in the world?"

"Mortals can still carry gods and demons, why can't gods and demons smash the way of heaven?"

"Surprise means possible!"

Ao Bei's words sounded far more mysterious to Han Ming than the True Martial Emperor Sutra.

Although he inherited the demonic will of the ten-headed rakshasas, in the face of Ao Bei, he still felt that the other party was like an insurmountable mountain.

When you climb to the top of the mountain, you realize that the mountain you saw before is just a pebble at its feet.

And he had an instinctive reverence for the mountain.

Especially after inheriting the demonic will of the ten-headed rakshasas, this sense of reverence has been engraved into Han Ming's soul.

It was also at this time that the ancient evil walked in from outside Yunju Peak.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Gu Wei discovered Han Ming's strange appearance.

Looking at Han Ming's sudden change in appearance, Gu Ming's eyes flashed with thick doubts.

It's only been a night, how did Han Ming become like this?

And when Gu Evil came into contact with Han Ming's gaze, his body trembled even more involuntarily.

The temperament on Han Ming's body was too weird, looking at Han Ming, Gu Wei felt that what was standing in front of him was a terrifying beast from the Ancient Age.

It can be daunting.

Gu Wei restrained his physical discomfort, withdrew his gaze from Han Ming's body, and said to Ao Bei: "Childe, the sect master is here, I want to see you!"

In the True Martial Saint Sect, Ao Bei is the guest, and Liu Wuyin is the master.

Now Liu Wuyin wants to see Ao Bei, and he has to go through the report of his disciples and get Ao Bei's permission.

One can imagine how ugly Liu Wuji's face is at this moment.

However, the ancient evil did not tell Ao Bei these details.

A person can be without talent, but he cannot be without vision and wisdom.

The four brothers of the Ancient Evil are obviously starting to learn to be smart.

The mystery and strength of Aobei, they have seen it.

They also saw Liu Wuji's patience with Aobei.

Such a person, as long as they don't let themselves violate the bottom line of the sect and touch taboos, why don't they follow his rules?

Ao Bei said lightly: "Let him come up!"

"Yes!"

After getting Ao Bei's permission, Gu Wei left the courtyard.

It's just that before walking out of the courtyard, his gaze couldn't help but stay on Han Ming's body.

He was very curious about what happened this night that made Han Ming change so much.

And Gu Evil also knows very well that the changes in Han Ming's body must be inseparable from Ao Bei.

Thinking of this, the ancient evil's awe of Ao Bei deepened.

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