Not surprisingly, in the hollow mountain, there is an incomparably evil furnace of memory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no pungent sulfur, no dazzling red light, not even temperature, and no flowing lava. Only the wind.

Endless hurricanes.

The spiritual storm raging in the mountain pass rolled up a terrifying death spiral, blocking the exit of the crack.

Like a beehive, the dense pores that run through the inside and outside of the mountain are like long straws, leading straight to the humans who are planted outside the mountain. And the terrifying suction force of the hurricane is like the long tongue of the devil, constantly sucking the spiritual power contained in the human energy spirit.

This is a disguised Ling Chi.

The human beings who were densely planted outside the mountain were just sucked into empty shells one by one.

The reason why the facial features will melt is because with the decline of spiritual power, the owner of the spirit body has become more and more unable to remember his appearance.

Wu Chen vigorously propped up the spiritual shield and protected him as he walked into the hurricane wall.

In the embodied spiritual world, you never know what will happen next. How the scene will change. Because the spiritual world of the strong is always imaginative.

The hurricane gradually rolled up the white light, and the hazy drumbeat began to sound in my ears. When the hurricane shattered the last thin layer of spiritual shield, Wu Chen was like a fledgling out of a shell, opening his eyes for the first time to look at the world in front of him.

The storm suddenly disappeared, and the heavens and the earth fell silent. The dazzling white mangs disappeared one by one like evaporating mist, completely showing the scene behind it in front of Wu Chen.

I tried to reach out, but was blocked by a transparent curtain wall. I tried it again, and found that the curtain wall was very hard and could not be shaken at all.

Just when he tried many times without success, the plot behind the curtain wall has quietly staged.

So Wu Chen held his breath and condensed, looking at everything that happened on the opposite side through this transparent curtain wall.

Click, click, click......

Soggy dungeons. Droplets of water fell from the stalactite tip of the top of the inverted cave and shattered on the uneven ground. The monotonous and dull sound of dripping water mingled into the thick darkness, and along with the air that filled the soul stench, filled the empty cage.

Standing on the central stone pillar, a dim oil lamp illuminated the surrounding space several feet square, revealing a torture frame covered in blood scabs and a man bound by heavy spiritual chains.

He wears ornate and sturdy spiritual armor.

The bright golden leaves of the armor were covered in scars, and while the streamlined design and fine cascading minimized the power of the attack, the stark depression in his chest indicated that he had been severely wounded.

The man lowered his head, and his jet-black half-length hair obscured most of his face, revealing only his heroic silhouette.

The prolonged torture and torture did not break the man's will. On the contrary, taking advantage of the gap after each execution, the man did his best to make himself think. Thinking is the right way to condense spiritual power.

The gallows with the smell of blood in the back and the faint smell of fresh olive oil also exudes. The small splashes of rubble beneath your feet, the deep pits left by moving boulders, and the traces of axe blades are undisguised, and it is clear that this is a hastily completed dungeon. The people who built this prison also seem to have very bad control over their own spirits. Otherwise, with the ability of the Hammer Leader today, this hastily completed dungeon would never be so low.

Click......

The sudden sound of a winch interrupted the man's thoughts, and behind the black hair that covered half of his cheeks, a bright light suddenly burst out.

The moment the heavy cell door opened, the low quarrel ceased.

Five people came in. Each of them, dressed in long cloaks and masks common to celebrations, descended the stairs.

Around the torture rack, the five people lined up in a tacit semicircle opposite the man.

The wide cloak enveloped the whole body, like five vampire bats with folded wings, staring at the delicious prey on the torture rack.

The man on the torture rack smiled slightly, and said in a voice familiar to Wu Chen: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, take off the mask." Everyone is a player, what can you do if you haven't seen it? You're not going to let me out anyway. And in your opinion, the victory is already in hand. ”

That's right, the man on the torture rack is one of Wu Chen's 26 doppelgangers!

It's just that how long has it been since the neat short hair turned into shawl hair?!

"Tsk!" The black-robed man standing directly opposite the clone elegantly took off his mask, "It is worthy of 0326, the plot lord of New Hong Kong, the only purple gold VIP in the shelter, and the incomparable Your Excellency Wu Chen." We ugly little tricks can't escape your eyes, and I can't resist kissing the chief's toes, what a great spirit he will receive! "Unlike the female version of the hammer leader that Wu Chen faced, the members of the hammer seem to prefer to use 'he' to refer to the hammer leader.

The strange pale cheeks, although there is not a trace of wrinkles, can not hide the pair of gray eyes that should be young, but look old. The elongated horse's face is pulled towards its chest by a more lengthy goatee, making people ignore the equally long neck, which is matched by the ridiculous hemp stalk stature, and it is like an upright walking electronic squid.

It's really from the world of hacker empires. Even the appearance is full of nostalgia......

"Your Excellency, to tell you the truth, we are all tired of scourging and destroying your spirits. It's a lot of fun though. The electronic squid smirked and said, "But to hurt you is to hurt the leader who will become one with you in the future." So, we're going to take a different approach. ”

As he spoke, the high-level player with the hammer smug face showed the glass bottle containing the poison: "I recently heard that if you want to win the favor of a pure and noble person, then tear him off the altar, throw him into the mud, and become as dirty as us." ”

Wu Chen felt a rapidly expanding fear: "What do you want to do!" ”

"Your Excellency, it is my honor to serve you on your last journey." The hammer player suddenly stepped forward and reached out to break Wu Chen's mouth!

"It's my pleasure too!" The black hair fluttered, Wu Chen clenched his fists suddenly, his whole body tensed, and a beam of spiritual pulses burst out violently!

Hum -

Against the evil spirit shield, the hammer player reached out and grabbed it, and the spiritual chain that bound Wu Chen suddenly lit up with countless scarlet light patterns!

As if being burned by a magic talisman from hell, Wu Chen curled up in pain, and his spiritual pulse immediately collapsed.

The palm that grabbed Wu Chen's throat fell short again, and the high-level players who had lived in the cultivation tank for a long time couldn't compete with Wu Chen's weak body at all. Even if Wu Chen was tied up, he still couldn't break Wu Chen's clenched teeth.

"Don't stand stupid! Come and help! ”

Everyone rushed up and worked together to break Wu Chen's tightly closed teeth.

"Farewell, 0326!" Smiling cruelly at Wu Chen, the hammer player poured terrifying poisonous juice into his throat.

"Stop!" Wu Chen, who was separated from the outside world by the transparent curtain wall, fired several shots in a row, but he couldn't break it!

"Brother Chen, this is an image from another time and space! We can't get in, and we can't change it! Huang Xuemei hurriedly comforted: "Have you forgotten, this is ...... The Evolution of Memory! ”

"I know!" Even the Horcrux can't be broken, obviously this curtain wall can only be time, space, barriers, and walls!

What the hammer player gave Wu Chen to drink was a very destructive computer virus.

Because Wu Chen has both biological and digital attributes, this virus, which is only effective for digital beings such as artificial intelligence and Transformers, has deeply poisoned Wu Chen's clone!

I saw that the thick black clouds couldn't stop churning at the corners of Wu Chen's mouth, and countless entangled and biting evil spirits rushed into his chest and abdomen with the poisonous juice pouring out!

It turned out to be a computer ghost!

"Didn't you all eat breakfast? Hold him down, don't let him move! Holding Wu Chen's throat as he turned around, the hammer player couldn't wait to stuff the entire bottle into it.

"Don't move, don't move, it's good, it's good......" Dropping the last drop of poisonous juice into Wu Chen's throat, the hammer players finally breathed a sigh.

Puff -

A large stream of poisonous juice was forced out of the chest and abdomen by the spasmodic stomach pouch, and it turned into a scythe death god that harvested souls in mid-air, crying loudly around Wu Chen, frightening everyone to dodge.

"Shut up!" The huge waste made the player's heart ache incomparably, and he suddenly exerted his strength and held up Wu Chen's chin fiercely. Approaching Wu Chen's pale and sickly face, he muttered like a nervous man: "Chief, look at that!" What a precious sacrifice I have sent you! Your faithful and humble servant begs you with great pity to grant me more...... Power it! ”

The storm of death set off by the evil spirit raged in Wu Chen's body, and the pain was indescribable, Rao was Wu Chen, who was isolated from the barrier of time and space, as if he was in purgatory!

"Ah......" The backlog of demigod power finally exploded, shaking everyone into the air! Unable to bear it, Wu Chen's doppelganger finally chose to explode with the spirit of dying together!

"Don't let him start! Hurry up!! Led by the boss player, several red-eyed gamblers rushed forward in unison with a howl.

"Shut up, shut down, shut up Lao Tzu'!!" Inserting the short sword into Wu Chen's mouth and stirring wildly, he turned a blind eye to the bloody foam in his mouth, just howled vigorously: "Please, please!" Give him the spirit, give him the spirit! Give him the spirit!! ”

Boom! Annoyed and angry, the player held up the stone and smashed it into Wu Chen's head.

"Die! Go to hell!! Die—"

Blood splattered and smeared the doppelganger's cheeks. The thug, whose soul had already been twisted, was unconscious. Lifting the stone high again and again, he used all his strength to smash Wu Chen's head.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fleshy skull swayed helplessly under the blow. Devouring the last flesh and blood, countless hungry computer evil spirits were holding his spiritual fragments from the Seven Orifices and hovering above Wu Chen's head, forming a terrifying storm of undead!

The bright golden spirit armor was rapidly fading, and the jet-black hair had also turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. The clear eyes were then filled with darkness, and the thick black death qi accompanied by the cries of countless evil spirits poured out frantically from every pore of Wu Chen's body. What's more, every blood-criping undead has his broken spirit in its mouth!

Poof! Puff -

The undead hovering in the storm swooped in groups from time to time, and the moment they passed through Wu Chen's chest, they didn't forget to tear off a piece of his spirit body!

The pain that tore his soul apart had already made him faint. Subconsciously twisted his body, and the armor pieces that wrapped his body were like decaying flowers, withering and falling off one after another. The darkness began from the soles of his feet, devouring Wu Chen's spirit body one by one.

Boots, shin guards, breastplates, shoulder pads, large swaths fell off, and before they could hit the ground, they turned into ashes in mid-air. The white shirt seemed to have been mischievously dripped into ink, and the rapidly spreading darkness swallowed up all of Wu Chen's intimate fabric.

"Why aren't you dead yet?!" Perhaps it was the nerves pricked by Wu Chen's tragic situation, and a female player spoke anxiously.

"Look!" The leader player, who was covered in blood and whose hands and feet were still trembling, pointed at Wu Chen's chest with a hideous expression!

In the depths of the body close to Wu Chen's heart, a silver goddess statue was releasing a radiant glow through the flesh and bones, tenaciously resisting the invasion of evil spirits!

"Guardian...... Goddess?! The well-informed female player had a bruise on her forehead, and quietly stepped back and activated the chrono teleporter on her wrist.

The statue of the goddess printed on Wu Chen's chest attracted all the attention, and no one cared about this small action of the female player at all.

"No—damn it, it's not fair! It's not fair!! The boss roared in rage. Suddenly reaching out and grabbing it, several rays of miserable green light shot out from his curled fingertips, rushing into the undead storm! (To be continued.) )