Chapter 124: Casting Flesh and Blood

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"This is the way?!" came back to his senses and asked Chuanting to mutter, but he was thinking about it in his heart, there was still a scene of the destruction of heaven and earth in front of him, and the indescribable and unspeakable things filled his heart, but he felt that he had gained nothing.

This made his thinking a little confused, did he understand something, or did he simply watch a scene of heaven and earth being destroyed and reborn?

Thunder and lightning, magma, floods, mudslides, sky avalanches, earth cracks, the picture flashes in my mind, intermittent, confused, no frame is continuous, as if the scene of the destruction of the whole world is an incomplete picture, a picture of the disordered order.

Wen Chuanting shook his head, trying to throw these chaotic things out of his mind, they seemed to be forced into his mind, did not bring him changes, but made his thinking chaotic, he was sure that he didn't get anything, his soul power was not enhanced, he was still not stronger than mortal souls, and he didn't have a sense of the law, even if it was the simplest branch law.

Heaven and earth stabilized, the deity got what he wanted, no longer stood like a statue, left with the demon bones, and asked Chuanting to try hard to clear the picture in his mind, as if everything was over, yes, it was over!

Confusion, collision, like a pot of porridge, stirred by an invisible spoon, there is no splendid evolution here, there is no spark because of the collision, there is no thunder, no lightning, no wind, no rain, no collapse, no earth cracking, there are just passages of mysterious and mysterious fluctuations, indescribable.

There are no mountains, no trees, just ravines ploughed out by the great force of heaven and earth, deep and shallow, the pitch-black earth smells of blood, and you can vaguely see dry bones exposed from the dirt, white bone stubble, jagged sections, pale and dotted with dirt, and occasionally a ghost floats over the ground or glides through the ravine.

This is the battlefield, the battlefield that used to be, the battlefield where Wen Chuanting stood with both feet, and the place where he fought. This was originally a plain, a place where two armies fought, and at this time it was like a human face, covered with sores, and it was like a war, and it was a scar left on the earth by swords and axes.

This is not the world of the deity, in his eyes, the world is black and white, a scene of the network crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and the law is the longitude and latitude that make up the network.

The deity's emotionless eyes swept across the earth, swept across the sky, and did not stop, he was examining the world.

In the eyes, the black and white world receded, the grid stretched forward, gradually clear, as if the fishing net was lifted from the deep sea, there are four thick lines in the grid, these are the four laws, war, blood, killing, death, this heaven and earth, this area, the entire law net seems to be supported by these four laws, there is no light, only dark chaos is flowing.

His eyes swept over the entire network of laws, staying on the four coarse laws, and the other laws gradually blurred like spirits, hidden in the black and white world, and he saw that the two sides collided like a torrent of people and horses, holding high their weapons and fighting with each other, without weapons, biting with their teeth and tearing with their hands, everything seemed so barbaric and rude; in the battle, bleeding, spraying in the air, dripping onto the earth, watering the land, he could even smell the rich bloody gas in the air; the cold light of the swords, guns, swords, and halberds was clear, and the mighty and fierce scales were lined up, and the murderous aura that was almost condensed covered the sky like a lead cloud; the air here was viscous and oppressiveEvery breath feels particularly laborious, the air exhaled into the lungs carries coldness, palpitations, fear, this cold, is the boundless cold, is a trace of desperate drilling into the flesh, bone marrow cold, every breath, makes people feel that the whole body, even the soul is going to freeze, accompanied by cold, is the fear and palpitation that makes the heart stop beating.

The demon bones were a little abnormal, the body trembled slightly, and even the sound of bones colliding could be heard, and the cold and empty eye sockets revealed an aura of excitement. The footsteps almost wanted to step out, but they stopped in place, the head was facing the deity, the jaw was open and closed, and the words stopped.

As the sun sets, the deity stands still, the demon bone wants to walk and stop, and keeps repeating the action of wanting to lift his feet. In this way, the patience is worn out little by little, the demon bone finally can't bear the desire in his heart, the footsteps are out, the head is still facing the deity, the demon bone footsteps move forward little by little, very careful, the empty eye hole always observes the expression of the deity, one meter, two meters, three meters...... The deity did not reflect, the demon bone finally became bold, the figure rose and fell, it was already ten zhang away, and the steps were light and cheerful.

One step out, as if feeling the difference between heaven and earth, as if entering another world from one world, here is dark, cold, full of killing and bloody aura, murderous, evil aura lingering, as if seeing the shadow of the sword.

"Whew!"

A long howl came from a fleshless throat, with joy and comfort, wantonly venting the joy in his heart, he liked the breath here, he liked the darkness and coldness here. He had no scruples, even forgetting about the people who stood still behind him.

The surging demonic qi gushed out from the bones, surging, like silk, and like a python, swallowing wisps of evil qi between the expansion and contraction, and the demonic qi swelled as he saw it.

The wind rose, and the murderous aura surged, forming an air current, rushing towards the location of the demon bone in the center. Heaven and earth changed color, and a thick whirlwind formed, with the demon bone as the center, constantly rolling the murderous aura used into it.

On the ground, wisps of Yin rainbow flashed in the dark soil, like a stream of water, flowing like the center from a distance, the closer to the center, the more bright the color, red and tender, like human flesh and blood, and the red water flow is blood vessels!

In the distance, the black earth was slowly fading, and the black shrank with the red water flowing to the middle, surging upwards along the feet of the demon bones.

The murderous aura gradually thinned, and in this area, the darkness and coldness subsided, and there was a trace of warmth, and the rich demonic qi wrapped the demon bones like cotton candy, wisps, sticky, thick, black and shiny, with the breath of the demon bones, rhythmically contracted and swallowed.

Yes, breathe! At the feet, the red water flows in the opposite direction, from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and then from the top of the head downward, the red water flows deep into the bones, fills the chest cavity, and so on, and so on, a trace of delicate granulation grows from the dry bones, little by little, piece by piece, the granulations are connected, constantly connected, covering the whole bone, in the chest cavity that has not yet been completely wrapped, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, intestines and stomach have granulations that expand out little by little, forming organs with different images.

Flesh grows, and finally wraps the whole body, the tender flesh buds disappear, and a layer of smooth skin, a rough face, a broad chest, knotted muscles, a majestic body, all beautiful words can be used on this body. Of course, if there is no rich demonic energy lingering outside the body.

"I ...... Yes...... Body. With his hands in front of him, he kept clenching his fists and stretching them, and the demon bones looked at it happily, and the sound in his mouth was difficult, word by word, as if he had not spoken for a long time, forgetting his words, and in the end, the sentences were still smooth.