After extreme stimulation, it is natural to be extremely empty. Luo Ling understands it as a kind of backlash of thinking and feeling that is opposed to stimulus. He understands, but inevitably, only by trying to adjust his mentality, so as to squeeze boredom and unknown emotions out of his mind. So it looked like he was tired and he stood in the middle of the pool of blood with his head bowed, panting for breath.

There were still humanoid monsters popping out of the pool of blood, and the red sticky matter on their bodies, which could not tell whether it was plasma, mud, or snot, not only did others look disgusted, but Luo Ling himself was also uncomfortable. He didn't know what these monsters were, Moggug had never mentioned that the use of 'sacrificial blood killing' would produce such a mutation, this was not a small movement, at least, there were already five thousand monsters rushing up from the pool of blood, Luo Ling looked at their crazy pounce, just like the zombies in the horror movies of the past saw the living. Maybe it's because of the magical energy, but the large number of derivatives created when the dark door was opened is not so crazy.

"The special structure of this illusion has produced a certain kind of chemical reaction with 'sacrificial blood killing'." In the end, Luo Ling could only explain it like this.

Shalu and Bao Xi quickly recovered from their shock and emotion. Of course, their hearts are by no means as calm as they seem, and the power displayed by Luo Ling is really too terrifying, and when it is cast, it triggers the heavenly omen, which is already a quasi-lord-level means. Although this skill seems to be aimed at a group and cannot bring substantial damage to powerhouses like Shalu and Bao Xi, no one knows if there is any subsequent change in this skill, or if Luo Ling has the same level of skills against individual individuals.

In comparison, the feelings in Bao Xi's heart at this moment are obviously more complicated. At the moment when Luo Ling roared at the moon just now, Bao Xi, who had a special perception ability, experienced something more terrifying than the strength and mystery that Luo Ling showed. To be precise, it was a subtle and subtle power that made her heart throb and make her tremble as if she had been shocked. For a demon. What can bring her this feeling can only prove one point, Luo Ling is higher than her in the level of life form! There are only a handful of life forms that are more advanced than witches!

Throwing away the ice shield that was bubbling under the erosion of blood plasma, Sharu swept towards the main hall like a falcon, as a warrior, the mission goal is always the first, and the mission goal of the three of them this time is the five-story ancient bell in the main hall in two rows, without the bell, Miyagi's defense command will be out of control.

Bao Xi was also a qualified warrior, and she followed Sharu closely, and she also removed the shield that was being consumed by the blood and shot towards the main hall of Miyagi. The shield of the two fell into the plasma, as if it was a fish eating into the water, attracting countless monsters to compete for food, crackling blood splattering, roaring monsters, accompanied by a tooth-souring chewing sound, it seemed to be the legendary hungry ghost pool, which made people shudder.

On the top of the main hall, the bows that were staggered by the aftermath of the explosion of the 'Sacrificial Blood Killing' were all grouped in two breaths, and stepping on the shoulders of their companions, they erected a human tower, condescending, and golden arrows poured down on Luo Ling like a torrential rain. As for Sharu and Bao Xi, who had already rushed within two hundred meters of the main hall, they turned a blind eye.

Luo Ling couldn't completely dispel the kind of spiritual rebound brought about by 'sacrificial blood killing' in a short period of time, as if he was slightly drunk after drinking, he was in an untimely relaxation, this relaxation made him fearless to the point of ignoring the injury, and in the face of the golden arrow, he actually stepped calmly to meet it.

Shalu and Bao Xi peeked at that scene, and they were almost stupid. Those golden arrows are not slingshot stone pellets that can only break glass in the hands of children, although the form of energy is different from the high-level magic arrows of the magic archer, but in terms of power, each one also has a more terrifying power than the main cannon shells fired, so that if you meet it, you won't be shot into a hedgehog?

At that moment, the god of luck did not put his god armor on Luo Ling, no matter how high the fierce skeleton armor was, it could not withstand such a powerful and frequent arrow, after collapsing n ten arrows, from the front, Luo Ling was indeed shot into a hedgehog.

The spirit seems to have been anesthetized, and Luo Ling seems to have become an alien in the Boxers, he feels the arrow into his body, but he does not feel the pain. For the first time, he clearly realized that his skin was nothing more than a tool that could be damaged and repaired countless times, and he seemed to see how the energy cells resisted, collapsed, and how the energy spread to the surroundings when the external force entered the body...... It was as if he had been stripped of his shell, and he saw it all from the perspective of an anatomical table or an instrumental observer, and he saw that the collision of two energies, every second, had a splendor that was not inferior to the Big Bang created by the film's special effects......

A minute later, even the bow generals on the top of the main hall looked stupid, they didn't know whether the target was a living thing, or had already become a moving arrow target, Luo Ling's front was already more than the arrows in the straw man in the straw boat borrowed arrows, almost to the point that it could no longer be arrowed, that kind of situation could no longer be described as miserable, it could be said that it was already bloated and without a human form. However, such Luo Ling is still moving forward, so firm, so calm, from beginning to end, he has not been shot back a step, and the plasma under his feet is like the red carpet of the Avenue of Stars, wide, smooth, undisturbed, and full of glory.

Suddenly, a change occurred. The change came from an arc of light, with a comet-like tail, this light was like a mass of people who had been boneless, and distorted, and the appearance of the person could be vaguely seen, and the expression on the face was the most impressive, sad, resentful, and depressed...... It seemed that all the negative emotions were reflected in that face, and they turned into hideous in the end, which was enough to be the ultimate evil ghost in any horror movie.

It was this terrifying and weird ghostly light that penetrated Luo Ling's advancing body, making him bend down as if he had been hit in the abdomen by a giant tree, and then, more similar lights converged from all directions, like a curved streamer meteor, and their goals were very consistent - Luo Ling's body.

At this moment, Sha Lu and Bao Xi had already believed that what Luo Ling was facing was the most terrifying 'skill backlash' for the sorcerer, and the more powerful and evil the skill, the more weird and terrifying it would be after the backlash appeared. Because the sorcerer is often forced to operate beyond the quality of this kind of skill, once there is a backlash, it is almost certain to die. It's like not dying in an explosion of 1 kg of TNT at most, but throwing a 3 kg pack of TNT and being in the center of the explosion yourself.

No matter what happened to Luo Ling, whether he was torn apart by countless ancient resentful spirits, or made him crazy, Sha Lu and Bao Xi had no time to pay attention to it now. The two of them had already invaded the final line of defense of the main hall, under the moonlight, in the void, the light and shadow were distorted, and the black vortex appeared out of nothing, in the vortex, the silver light was as brilliant as the stars, making the vortex quickly have a magnificent galaxy of spinning stars.

Each of them represents a star in the mysterious night sky of the stars in ancient times. Their clothes are like sacrificial robes with wide sleeves, high necks in barrels, high tubular crowns with high bundles on their heads, square front and hem of robes, embroidered with unknown luminous silk threads all over the galaxy pattern, and the whole dress exudes a natural and mysterious shimmer, even if they are not familiar with the history and culture of this land, Shalu and Bao Xi can also see that these clothes are several times more luxurious and rare than the formal clothes of any ancient emperor.

The star official held a two-foot-long rune sword, the rune sword seemed to be made of jade, clear and moist, without a trace of variegation, and the green color came out through the sword, exuding a faint soft light. Sharu was thinking about how these starmen, who obviously felt that they were not easy to deal with, were going to use the jade sword in their hands that seemed to be shatterable with a single shake, when the star officer's attack had already been launched.

The twelve star officials who appeared in the void surrounded Shalu and Bao Xi from afar, and did not step forward to fight hand-to-hand, waving the jade sword, like a magic stick that invited the puppet to perform a spell, and the dance was neither powerful nor beautiful, but with every dance, heaven and earth would have a vision.

"Quick! Prolapse! Bao Xi first felt that the situation was wrong, this was obviously a dance, although compared to the big array she had seen before, the number of people in this array was pitiful, but it really gave her the feeling that it had never been more dangerous.

Shalu is also a guy with a keen sense, and what is worse than Bao Xi is only some expertise in talent. It's a pity that from the appearance of the star officer to the formation and then to the start, the ring is closely linked, and the two of them are blocked by the wall-like phantom created by the star officer who emits a different color of shimmer, and the majestic force is something that the two have never felt. It was ice and electricity, and Shalu and Bao Xi tried to force their way out, but the energy attack released was thunderous when they went, and when they traveled to a certain distance, they turned out to be like mud cows into the sea, dissolving into nothingness, without even making a sound.

The moon in the sky became dim, as if it were covered by a thick veil. The night sky was dark, and the twelve stars of the zodiac gradually appeared, bright. The stars are still dancing swords, in the eyes of Bao Xi and Shalu, the palace, the earth, the sky, and the moon are gradually disappearing, and the two have stepped into the desolate space, up and down, left and right, are all endless voids, in the distance, nebulae, galaxies, and star clusters, gradually brightening, gradually, streamers are generated, including the twelve star officials, this void seems to be shuttling at high speed in the universe, all kinds of star light, are up and down, left and right, far or near, just the magnificent and vast scene, It's enough to make the average person completely lost.

Even if they are demons, even if they have lived through the years, the scene in front of them still greatly touched the nerves of the two, fighting in the vast star universe, wandering in the endless desolate void, the stars are like streamers, there is no beginning and no end, this is a strange experience they have never thought of. Of course, this experience is also extremely deadly.

The stars have disappeared, and the only ones who accompany Shalu and Bao Xi on this cosmic journey are the twelve zodiac constellations that are relatively surrounded in the distance, one by one, meteorites with long, burning tails, flying with the momentum of destroying the heavens and the earth, smashing down, exploding, and incinerating. The two of them didn't feel that the meteorite attack was illusory, and their physical sensations clearly told them that if they were hit head-on, they would definitely die.

Meteorites one after another, keep smashing, the space where the two people are seems to be infinitely wide, but in fact it is not much, Shalu once launched an ice pick for experiments, as long as it exceeds a certain distance, it will be torn apart in the streamer, the two seem to be standing on a transparent, high-speed flying platform, jumping out of the end, will be torn apart, do not jump, can only be in the continuous baptism of meteorites to support.

If Luo Ling is in the mood to watch it now, he will find that the battlefield where Sha Lu and Bao Xi are located is extremely peculiar, it is a continuous super tornado vortex pillar, the twelve Nakshatra officials have always maintained this tornado pillar, one by one like stars, shining and crystalline balls of light, from the jade sword in the hand of the Nakshatra Official, climbing up the tornado, and carrying out a flying attack on the two people on the almost transparent position tray.

At this moment, Luo Ling thought that he couldn't expose the tricks of the dozen or so magic sticks for Shalu and Bao Xi, and he was already too busy to take care of himself. What he endured was a pain that Sharu and Bao Xi could not have imagined, and it was an endless wound from the spirit. Bao Xi only saw those ancient resentful spirits flying into Luo Ling's body, but he didn't see what they looked like when they came out of Luo Ling's body. Calm, the expressions of the resentful spirits were only calm, and they dissolved into mist of light in this state, dissipating without a trace.

Luo Ling's body became one, an ancient grudge and spirit, returned to the abyss, and became the most essential part of the planet again, and Luo Ling, the son of the abyss, became the most painful garbage handler.

The blood-colored monsters continue to crawl out of the pool of blood, they go through the house and over the ridge, as if walking on the flat ground, they rush to all the targets that can be eaten, under the bright moonlight, the monsters are like migrating ant streams, spreading from the pool of blood in all directions, the main hall does not let go, they desperately climb up, one by one, like climbing the ladder to attack the dead soldiers of the walled city.

The archers greeted the devourers with their golden arrows, almost every arrow was sure to hit, the monsters that twitched and flew down, the monsters that were crucified to the ground, the monsters that were shot through the walls, the monsters that were shot through the body and through the head, with their ugly and painful screams and deaths, wrote gorgeous passages on the battle chapter of the attackers, the bowers felt the pain of killing, the thrill of killing, but also the killing was overwhelming.

Ancient resentful spirits came out of the bodies of these dead gnavers, and they did not leave their bodies in the form of light and shadow like ordinary souls, but like broken aliens, peeling off the filthy flesh and blood, and then rushing towards Luo Ling with all their strength with the resentment accumulated over the years, like a ship in a storm seeing the light of a coastal lighthouse.

In the distance, the Golden Armorers, Swordsmiths, Shuttle Assassins, Black Archers, and further afield, the Sword and Shield Armorers, Lightning Archers, etc., who lined up in layers on the outskirts of the inner city, were not as lucky as the bowers on the main hall. They face monsters that are more fearless, more crazy, and more murderous than them, and they are greeted by bloody monsters and countless sharp mouths of biting baptisms, unless they can let the gnawers die on the way to the charge, they are approached by these swift creatures that move like leopards, even if the stars are wearing armor, they can't stand the other party's lifeless gnawing.

The body has been broken into two sections, and it is still gnawing on it, and the flesh and blood that have been gnawed have leaked out of the broken body...... Even such situations are not uncommon, and the scenes of those missing arms and legs and still biting frantically are simply not worth mentioning. The gnawers are only afraid of hunger, not death, and they seem to have accumulated a hunger pang for thousands of years, which feels enough to eat them to death.

In reality, not a single eater survived, and about three to five out of a thousand eaters would survive the outlaw charge and eat enough food. Then, in a very simple and direct way, they even expressed this gain, becoming fat, a nibper who looked like he was afraid of less than a hundred catties, and finally could become a fat man with a waist circumference of three meters and a height of three meters, and they were like balloons, squeezing their limbs so much that they were almost out of sight, just like a fat man fighting Luo Ling in the waters of Shura. But their movements are so light, the light appearance of the vertical and jumping, as if they were all top students of the ballet academy. Of course, that scene looked weird and terrifying, and the most terrifying thing was the giant mouth on their ball-like bodies.

The abstract understanding of the nibbler in this state is equivalent to the big mouth in the classic mini-game big mouth eating beans, and there is only one of the most obvious giant mouths left all over the body, moving forward and upside down, gnawing, gnawing and gnawing, including the filthy corpses of those who have died.

The fatter eater also dies, and when it is unlucky enough to be hit directly by more than two hundred lightning arrows and pierced like a sieve, it will explode with a thud as it loses its sack-like skin. As a result, the stench, foul stench, yellow-green corpse gas wafted away, and more of it was the, rotten flesh and dark green bodily fluids and blood juice from the sewers. Among the remains of the corpses of the explosion, at least 100 large maggots with the thickness of human arms, long or short, will be born. It is said that they are maggots, but they move fast like flying snakes, and there is only one way to attack, a leech-like sucking and biting, but this sucking is enough to suck a star into a human ......

It was an unimaginable battle, as if the elite army drove into the pit to fight the carrion army, the fearless sacrifice was everywhere, but it could not arouse the shock and blood of any spectator, only felt horror and disgust, the scattered corpses, the green blood smeared everywhere, the smoke-like mist mixed with the smell of blood and stench, the occasional loud bang and the subsequent rampant infliction of hundreds of maggots with white flowers, which can definitely make people remember to starve themselves to death without wanting to eat a mouthful of food.

Luo Ling was lucky not to see the battle of the grand but never interesting team P, he just suffered there. In fact, Luo Ling would rather have those ancient resentful spirits do what they did to-poop on his head alone, rather than dumping all their grievances on him.

Luo Ling felt like he was locked up in a room full of screens, and then each screen was playing a different one, the most cruel, dirty, and bloody restrictive movie, and the sound was so loud that it was shocking. The actual situation is actually more terrifying than this description, because Luo Ling has no qualifications to choose to ignore it at all, and each one seems to be watched in the most engaged state, and then, super good memories......

The Eaters are still crawling out of the pool of blood, and it seems that new Eaters are always being born in the pool. Luo Ling didn't know what world he had inadvertently opened, and he wasn't even sure if he existed. He was drowned in a river of bitterness and hatred, soaking, tumbling, and struggling, with no shore in sight and no straw to save his life.

Until, the dark golden flame began to burn. It was the most essential energy in his soul, only a little bit, but the power was greater than all the energy in his entire body combined.

The dark golden flames turned into a boat in the river of hatred and pain, and Luo Ling, who was almost dying, finally turned over and climbed into the boat. Then, the ship began to sail, with a speed that Luo Ling could not describe, and went down the river towards the seemingly never-ending deep and dark ahead.

When Luo Ling realized that this dark gold ship actually took him to the deepest part of his consciousness, causing him to fall into a deep sleep that was more extinct than death, the dark gold ship had been moving forward for an unknown amount of time.

"Perhaps, at the bottom of the abyss of consciousness, I will see and awaken another self, the fellow named Lucifer. However, that's not what I wanted. ”

The flame of will and faith finally controlled the dark gold ship, and Luo Ling began to turn back against the current. From slow to fast, what Luo Ling has experienced is the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life from ancient times to modern times, and what he perceives is a completely different life one after another, clear, vivid, as if he has experienced it.

Before he knew it, the dark gold ship was already changing shape and color, and when Luo Ling returned to the starting point, the ship had become a throne, a throne with pale white flames burning. This is the product of his will, and it also represents a symbol of the soul level under the Origin Law of the Crystal Wall System.

Detached from this abstract spiritual energy, the most essential change in Luo Ling's body was that the golden heart core turned pale color, and in the core of his mind, the soul was no longer a burning dark gold flame, but a small but much purer pale flame.

Influenced by an indescribable intuition, Luo Ling ignited his body with the fire of his soul almost without thinking. In this almost void white flame, Luo Ling felt that all the impurities in his body were being incinerated, as if he was performing a mysterious purification ritual.

Not only the armor of the fierce skeleton, but even his body was burning and turning to ashes. Tong! The spatial ring fell into the plasma.

"It seems that it is not the burning of everything, but the substances that are closely related." Luo Ling's thinking was extremely clear, and he didn't feel panic at all, everything was so natural.

At the end of the incineration, only a pale flame remained, and two spots of flame were particularly bright, if substantial.

In the flames, a solidified figure like grease gradually appeared, and Luo Ling materialized from energy for the second time, but compared to the first time, this time there was no publicity at all, and everything changed silently.

When Luo Ling woke up from the dreamlike spiritual world, he felt the will of the abyss. It was the abyss that took the opportunity to arrange this spiritual training, and after this test, he truly became a child of the abyss, a child of this planet. The soul fire of the children of the abyss is not given by others, but ignites the power from the abyss by itself. The power of the planet's abyss is not a dark golden flame, but a pale flame like holy light and dead light.

The pool of blood turned into a cloud of white ash, white ash. Those ancient resentful spirits could no longer affect Luo Ling's mind, Luo Ling's body essence was already pale flame, when the ancient resentful spirits entered his body, they were incinerated by the white flames and transformed into a part of the body's energy. Luo Ling has become the scavenger of this planet, he eats part of the 'stinky mud' himself, and more is restored to the planet in various forms, such as the white ash of this place.

When he became a true child of the abyss, the whole planet was already connected to his blood, through the ubiquitous eyes, on this planet, there was no illusion that could confuse his sight and sight, and when his eyes burned with white light, the appearance of this world had completely changed......