Chapter 113, sacrifice my soul, to clear my way!

The three-eyed white tiger was lying on the side, well-behaved like a house cat, and its soft hair hung down on Kumen's body, which was soft and comfortable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, at this time, in the heart of Kumen, there is no atmosphere of enjoyment.

He frowned slightly, as if he was bothered by something.

In the depths of his soul, there was already a black dot that could be seen, deeply rooted in his soul, and the Kumen tried countless methods, but could not eliminate it in any way.

It just exudes a deep aura, as if to mock his incompetence.

Even in the flickering moment, there was a conscious appearance, and there was a tendency to fight back, wanting to completely turn the bitter door into a lewd demon!

Thankfully.

Kumen no longer thought about forcing it out, and there was a hint of coldness on his face.

If it weren't for this ancient glimmer of meaning, wouldn't he be able to do anything about it!?

It's just that I don't know whether to live or die!

He didn't want to do that, after all, it might cause some unnecessary defects for him, but in that case, what about leaving some defects!

On the side of the couch, there is no room for others to sleep soundly!

Thinking of this, Kumen no longer hesitated, he was a resolute person, and without further ado, he ordered the three-eyed white tiger to guard outside the door, no matter who it was, he was not allowed to come in, and he sat cross-legged directly in this hall.

His palace is in the depths of the Gu family, and it is very quiet at ordinary times, even if others pass by in front of the door, they will pass quietly, and they will not make any noise at all.

After all, his status is the highest status in the Gu family, especially after the preaching, no matter how big or small the family is, they all respect and worship the bitter door from the heart, how dare they disturb him.

As for the mastery of the art of sacrifice, he can't say that he is perfect now, but it can definitely be regarded as practice makes perfect.

When he was in the secret room, he once sacrificed a wooden stool and turned it into a peach tree seed, and the secret room is now almost a place with four walls, and there are almost no other items except the ground and the gate.

Those who can be used to practice hand sacrifices, none of them have been spared.

However, since he decided to sacrifice this wipe-hearted in his soul, after all, he did it on his own body, and Kumen still had a solemn look on his face.

This method can solve everything at once, but it will also cause him a great defect - that wipes are now deeply rooted in the soul of the bitter gate, and if he wants to sacrifice it, the most direct problem is that his soul will also be sacrificed a piece.

There's no way around it.

During the time that this wipe's intention appeared in his mind, he had already flare-up several times, and each time it didn't bring anything good, and even if it was his fate, this wipe's mind had never occurred when he was fighting with others, otherwise, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

But as the saying goes.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

It may be his luck these times, but not every time, he can have such good luck!

In addition, he could feel that this wipe's intent could still be slowly enhanced! Even now, when he squeezed it out again, he clearly felt that there was a trace of spiritual wisdom on it!

This is definitely not a good thing!

Therefore, it is urgent to clear the desires!

Even if it is a big price, it must be completely eliminated, otherwise, there will be trouble!

Whew!

Kumen's hands were quickly linked and crossed, and the speed was extremely fast, and he even gave birth to illusions, and shot out several magic seals.

But he didn't see any vision, but when he looked at Kumen again, he found that his eyes were dull, and his whole consciousness had entered his body.

In his mind, a tiny white dot suddenly appeared, moving and moving, flexible and agile, under the control of the bitter gate, slowly moving towards the place of the Heavenly Spirit Cave.

Swish!

After a few moments, the white dot finally entered the place where the soul was, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and in the void, an illusory villain who looked exactly like the Bitter Gate, but whose body was indeed reduced by only an inch, was hanging in the void.

This is the soul of Kumen!

It's just that what is amazing is that the villain is the same as Kumen's body, his left arm is empty, and there is no arm, and at this time, the villain's face shows a trace of pain from time to time.

Around his waist, there was a black mist!

The villain grabbed the black mist with one hand and kept tearing it outward, but no matter how hard he tried, the black mist seemed to grow on it, and it couldn't be torn off at all, and it had no effect.

At first glance, the black mist made people panic, and at the same time, all kinds of hallucinations could not help but arise in their minds, and a trace of desire and hope rose from the bottom of their hearts!

It's as if a lewd-evil demon is at work in it, revealing a sense of cunning.

"Hmph"

Even in his own body, Kumen also gave birth to a trace of anger, controlling the white dot and gently falling on the black mist.

Hiss!

The white dot had just fallen on the black mist, and a scream suddenly came out, and the black mist instantly seemed to explode, constantly tumbling, as if it had a natural sense of crisis, and felt that the white dot could completely eliminate the crisis!

"I only know now that it's too late!"

Kumen's eyes were cold without the slightest emotion: "If I don't completely annihilate you, it will be difficult to calm my heart!"

Rumble!

In the waist of the villain, the sudden white light shines brightly!

A great mysterious formation between heaven and earth suddenly appeared on the soul waist, and the characters on it looked more complicated than before, and I don't know how much, and between each outline was like a strange mountain and a horn hanging by an antelope.

Airplanes...

Suddenly.

A Origin Intent carrying the general trend of heaven and earth suddenly appeared in his heart, swiped it, and then disappeared again.

But just for that moment, it made the black fog that had been churning all the time before, no longer make a sound, and he didn't dare to move at all, but Kumen could feel it, this black fog was not as it appeared, but pierced deeper into his soul!

The bitter door is even more angry!

A grand voice like Sanskrit suddenly sounded in the soul, not like the language of this world, incomparably loud, but it exuded a noble and extraordinary voice.

"Origin! I, I am the descendant of the bloodline of sacrifice, between life and death, reincarnation is endless, the twilight tomb of the Heavenly Dynasty, sacrifice my soul, and stand in the Ming Dao!"

Unlike before, this time, there was no flame, but it could be seen that the black fog was disappearing and dispersing little by little, as if wiping away the rain, and it dissipated out of thin air.

Black Mist couldn't even resist at all, and could only hear bursts of screams, but in vain.

And along with the black mist, there are also wisps of soul.