The rain was pouring down, the thunder was roaring, the rain was mixed with blood, the stumps were broken, the corpse was dripping with blood, and there were three heads next to the corpse, I don't know which one belonged to the body.

Looking around, where is this world, it is simply the hell of evil ghosts, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a pungent smell of fish.

In the center of this sea of corpses, a corpse moved, to be precise, he is not a corpse yet, but looking at his situation, it will not be too far from becoming a corpse.

He struggled, his legs crossed and he struggled to sit up, his hands trembling and forming a mudra.

What does he seem to be calling?

But it can't be called.

With the only spiritual power he has left now, he can't even summon an ant, and he will lose his life.

It is impossible for him not to understand the current situation, and it is futile to forcibly summon him.

The moment he formed his handprint, he saw that all the dark clouds in the sky gathered together, forming a huge whirlpool above his head, and the whirlpool emitted the wails of a hundred ghosts, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

With a hideous face, he forced himself to his knees, and with the last of his strength, he roared at the huge vortex above him.

"Take it! I wish never to be reincarnated! Help me get revenge!"

Then, a black light shot out of the vortex and entered the center of his brow.

Just after the black light entered, his dim eyes regained their look, and his cold body slowly warmed up. The low head slowly lifted and turned in a circle, only to hear the sound of "click" bones colliding, and the spirit was completely different from just now.

is also interesting, he used this "click" sound to compose a tune, if you listen carefully, it is actually "Blue and White Porcelain".

"Hey, what kind of hatred is it that makes you use this method. ”

He looked around and saw this hell, and he already understood.

"Soul sacrifice", the method he uses is the soul sacrifice, this method is known to everyone, but few people use it, and even this method is about to be lost because no one will use it once in hundreds or thousands of years.

It's not a forbidden technique, but it's more terrifying than a forbidden technique.

Everything in the world, the cycle of cause and effect, this is an eternal rule.

The moon is full and the moon is lacking, the tide rises and falls, just like life, there is life and death, and it is very ordinary.

When a person dies without his soul extinguished, he forgets the memories of his past life and enters the next reincarnation. And the "Soul Sacrifice" breaks this cycle - Soul Annihilation!

With the remnants of this body's memories, he probably had a preliminary understanding of the world.

But now is not the time to sort through the clutter of memories, and he needs to find a safe place to hide.

There are many enemies ahead, who must have been attracted by this dark cloud and wailing, and he needs to leave immediately, and if he is discovered, he will have to die again.

"Young master, there's another living one over there!"

He was eventually discovered.

What to do?

He thought of dozens of ways to escape in his heart, but he ruled them out one by one, in the face of this situation, there were hundreds of people in front of him, who looked fierce and vicious, and he, his body was weak, but he had just recovered a little bit of vitality.

Are you really going to die?

He is unwilling, he died unjustly in his last life, and this life is about to end before it begins?

He couldn't just die.

But now in this situation, there is nothing he can do.

The group of fierce gods approached step by step, the weapons in his hands were shining, but he was unarmed.

Is he still running?

Waiting for death? That's the only way! But he just didn't want to!

Let go of your dignity, plead, can you get your life back?

Oh! Don't be stupid! Look at the hellish scene full of corpses! Is it a situation where you can live by putting down your dignity and begging? Thinking too much! He slapped himself hard!

But he can't give up!

"Boy, it's a big life, you don't die like this!" the group had already come to him, looking at him playfully, "but you should also go down and reunite with them!"

I am preparing to get up and drop my hand!

Suddenly, a mobile phone appeared in his hand out of thin air, looking at the style of the mobile phone, it was a copycat machine a few years ago, this copycat machine has no advantages, the only advantage may be that the sound is loud!

The copycat machine suddenly released super loud music, and listening to the song, it was the popular square dance music "The Most Dazzling National Style".

For a while, the group of fierce gods and evil gods were so frightened that they took dozens of steps back, and the person who was about to drop the knife in his hand dropped the big knife and ran away, he was the closest and heard the most clearly, how terrible the unknown "spell" was!

Yes, they took music as a "mantra"!

What you haven't seen is the most terrifying!

Grabbing the copycat machine, he stood up majestically, raised above his head, and was full of spirit, like a giant god descending to earth.

At this moment, he wanted to recite a poem!

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying,

The world is arrogant.

Reincarnation and rebirth are not easy,

If anyone deceives me into me?

A cell phone scares them like bears.

But he still has to be calm on the surface, holding the phone left and right, turning up the sound to the maximum, and sure enough, such actions are effective.

In the eyes of that group of people, he seemed to be about to put some big move, holding an unknown thing in his hand and a "spell" with a huge voice.

The most terrifying thing is that although this "spell" is incomprehensible, there is an urge to make them want to dance along with the "spell", which is really frightening!

No, square dance music is not covered! You know, in his hometown, the aunts are obsessed with it!

With his exaggerated movements, it really makes people believe that he is using some kind of forbidden art.

Also, forcing people to this point, using forbidden techniques is death, not using it is death, horizontal and vertical are death, it's a big deal that everyone dies together.

But this isn't a forbidden technique!

In the final moments, he learned from his chaotic memories that this was the summoning world, and as long as the spiritual power was enough, anything could be summoned.

With the little energy he had left, what could he summon?

Suddenly, he thought of the copycat machine that had accompanied him for many years, although he had already changed to a smart phone at that time, but he had a soft spot for this copycat machine.

Well, that's it, with memory, it's not difficult to learn to summon simply, that is, instant kung fu.

As he expected, fear comes from the unknown. With this energetic music, they must not understand, and sure enough, they were silent and retreated.

But this is just a false appearance, after all, it is not a way, it can scare them for a while, and it can scare them for a lifetime.

After "The Most Dazzling National Style" was played, I played it again, and I didn't see anything summoned by the forbidden art.

Those people weren't stupid, what the fuck were they kidding us? They were emboldened and slowly approached.

The closer we got, nothing happens. I've been saying that spell three times for so long, and I haven't even had a fart.

He was also very helpless, there was just such a song on this copycat plane.

Could it be that after pretending to be forced, you will soon get retribution?

Still can't escape the fate of death?

The leading young master was very angry, and was put on the side by the person who was about to die, lost face, and scolded his subordinates: "Look at your bear-like, being scared like this by a dying person. ”

He slapped the nearest person with a shake of his hand.

The man was aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak out, so he could only scold in his heart: "Your mother, bullshit young master, it's not the same scared bear." ”

"You, go quickly, solve him for me!" The young master pointed casually and designated someone to kill the dying man.

Then, he said: "Slow, I teased Young Master Ben and let him die like this, wouldn't it be cheaper for him! Young Master Ben can't let him beg for death!"

When the dying man heard this, he sneered, "Let me beg for death, it's up to you?!"

Apparently, he had another idea.

Hearing the voice, the young master was stunned for a moment, the voice sounded familiar, and then laughed wildly.

The dying man was in tatters, and his flesh was blurred, obscuring his countenance, and he could not recognize who he was.

Listening to his voice now, it turned out to be the youngest son of the Yang family, and people called him a waste.

"Who should I be? What a big breath! It turned out to be a waste, could it be that he was going to become a fool?" ha!" said the young master mockingly, in the past, he also liked to humiliate this waste.

The young master decided not to kill him for the time being, but to take him away and keep him in captivity for people to have fun, you know, although this waste is not very strong, but it is born beautifully, and some people like this kind of fun.