Life, sometimes it's really like a dream, sometimes you laugh in your dreams, and sometimes you wake up from nightmares.

Zhang Yi was awakened by a nightmare, or he woke up crying, he wanted to catch the green beads in the chicken hole, but he couldn't catch it.

Suddenly, he woke up.

However, the moment he woke up, all he saw, felt, and heard was a buzzing whistling sound.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, his world was dark, and he had no other perception than to hear the roaring wind and see the endless darkness.

He didn't know where he was, he didn't know what was going on, he just ...... It's just that...... When he looked at himself, he found that his body was gone, only a bloody head that had been blown away by the wind!

That's right, at this moment, all he saw was a head that seemed to be about to be blown to pieces.

It's scary, even when he sees himself, he has a feeling of seeing a ghost, as if he is a ghost, because ...... Because apart from ghosts, how can a head live alone?

Zhang Yi was frightened inexplicably, and then he also found that his head seemed to be about to be blown to pieces, and the reason why it was not broken before was because there were purple blood beads in his head, and there were soul beads in it.

And now, the soul bead in the depths of his mind is also dim, and the phantom in the soul bead is also on the verge of collapse.

Also, it seems that the soul bead unconsciously has to repair his own body, but the storm in the dark night is too strong, and if the soul bead is repaired a little, the storm will be blown apart immediately.

Therefore, under this repetition, the spiritual power in the soul bead is about to be exhausted.

Zhang Yi shook his spirit, he could imagine that as long as the only remaining spiritual power in the soul bead was exhausted, it would be when his head was also blown to pieces.

This is a storm of time and space, a storm of darkness, that can blow a gust of wind that can shatter a qiē!

"Get in!" After Zhang Yi calmed down a little, his mind moved violently, and then the broken head instantly entered the soul bead.

The darkness receded, the wind stopped, his head rolled down into the orb, it was still the passage, and there was still the door at the end of the passage, and he saw his own phantom, and he stood opposite himself and looked at himself, dazed.

"Zizizi~" After the storm was gone, his body finally repaired again, growing on its own from under his neck, first transparent, with blood flowing, and bones meandering. Then the body became more and more condensed, and the purple brilliance kept circulating, rippling in a circle.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, as long as the head was still there and the blood beads were still there, he would be a hundred deaths!

It's just that taking advantage of this gap, he also began to close his eyes and sense!

The ring in his hand is gone, the green bead is gone, the dantian is gone, the purple light sword is gone, the divine bow and the horse chopping knife are all gone, and even the star point that made a soul contract with the big demons in the depths of his soul is gone.

All he had left now was the blood beads in his mind and ...... and the Book of the Earth.

"Green Bead ......" Zhang Yi trembled weakly, his whole body curled up into a ball, and tears kept rolling down.

He remembered his last thoughts, and the last picture was to see his body torn apart by the storm, to see the dantian torn apart, to see the green beads flying out, and to see a sword light!

And then, he didn't know anything.

"Is it dead?is it dead?" Zhang Yi cried bitterly, in that case, his body was torn apart, so how could the green beads still be kept? And the big demons lost the connection with their soul contract, what does this mean?

It shows that the big demons are either dead or have been dissolved from the master-slave relationship.

"Ahhhh......h A kind of discouragement that has never been there, a kind of despair that has never been there, and a life that has never been better than death!!

That's right, at this moment, he is better off than dead, because if he dies, there is no thought, no qiē, nothing is known, and there will be no more pain!

But he was still alive, so the feeling that his heart was like a knife, and life was worse than death made him feel painful.

"If you all die, then what am I still alive for?" Tears soaked his eyes, Zhang Yi stood up, he was now completely devoid of cultivation, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, so at this time, he was very weak!

Of course, the most important thing is that the heart is dead, and the spirit is gone.

He glanced at the phantom figure standing in front of him, and when he smiled sadly, he stepped into the soul bead in one step.

He confirmed that his relatives were all dead, and even if they didn't die, he probably wouldn't be able to live, because he didn't dare to imagine what would happen to his relatives if they fell into the hands of others!

Besides, the big demons have disappeared from the soul contract with themselves, so this is the best proof, and because of this, he is afraid of ashes and feels lifeless.

Suicide is the expression of the incompetent, although he has hatred and unwillingness, but his relatives are dead, what does it mean that he is still alive?

What is life? What is happiness? What is life? Without a qiē, life is better than death!

When he finally glanced at his phantom, he took a step towards the soul bead, he wanted to fend for himself, let the storm completely annihilate himself!

However, it seems that the old saying is really fulfilled, good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years.

When he stepped out of the Soul Orb, the storm was gone, the howling wind was gone, and there was only a quiet darkness.

That's right, it's pitch black, you can't see anything, there's nothing, it's not in the sky, it's not on earth, there's no sense of direction, there's no gravity, there's nothing!

He stood in the darkness, froze for a second, and then suddenly fell to his knees.

He couldn't die if he wanted to, he suddenly had a feeling of extreme powerlessness, if there was no storm, then he didn't seem to have the ability to kill himself, right? Because the damn purple blood bead is still there, and the soul bead is still there, so he can still grow it if he cuts off his head, and that's why he can't even kill himself!

I don't know whether it was joy or sadness, Zhang Yi sat down and hugged his legs helplessly.

It was the void, not the ground, because sitting in the air was like sitting in the air, and he was sure that his memory was suspended in this dark world without gravity.

He buried his head under his knees, lowered it deeply, and tears rolled down again......

Black world, black sky, black qiē.

Here, there seems to be no time, no space, no wind, no light, nothing, not even the slightest sound.

Maybe after experiencing death and experiencing the ups and downs of this life, he has no sense of fear, no fear, and the only thing he has may be only the longing and monstrous hatred for his relatives!

The lonely night, the lonely void, the lonely him.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a second, maybe a day, or maybe a year, sitting alone in the dark, he suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes that had already dried up, and then stood up violently: "Since the sky does not kill me, then I will destroy the sky!"