Chen Ming stood up straight, but found that these strands of hair were still growing.

So that his movement is not hindered too much, as long as those soft hairs are pushed away, he can walk forward.

Chen Ming observed the movement of these strands of hair and found their roots in the soil.

The trees and shadows that were still active in the distance stopped for a moment.

The next moment! He reached a frontier where the endless gray fog cut through it as if it were the end of the world.

Chen Ming knew that the ancient ancestors used to think that the earth was ...... It is the existence of a round heaven and a round place.

There is an end of all things, urging the way called the way home, welcoming the final death of man.

But when Chen Ming actually reaches the frontier of his consciousness, he will find that it is so false.

It is not at all as magnificent and beautiful as the ancients said.

It's a small group of huge cliffs separated by a small group, Chen Ming at this moment......

Asked the guy at the far end of the universe, "Hey! Anyone? Can you hear me......"

The evil spirit sensed that something seemed wrong with the young man, and his mind became much more naïve, and his whole person's eyes became extremely distracted.

Just like an immature child, the evil spirit at this moment began to understand the side effects of hair.

I'm afraid that with the expansion of the black and blue hair, part of the boy's memory will also be affected by the extreme side effects and lost!

Soon you will gradually forget the level of knowledge and cognition that you have been in adulthood for more than ten years.

It becomes the IQ and the IQ of a child who sees things, only about 10 years old.

The evil spirit let out a soft snort, "Little friend? Falling off a cliff hurts, so let's look to the side...... What else to discover! ”

After seeing this border, the evil spirit in the chest began to gradually shift the focus of the contradiction to his own cognition.

Perhaps the other party's world itself is incomplete and incomplete.

In other words...... Chen Ming is now trapped in the bondage of his ego.

This simulates the life he has experienced, but in fact it is just a small space in the void.

Then there must be a pillar that supports the operation and development of this world.

As long as we find that core and destroy it, perhaps this area that binds Chen Ming will be dismantled.

Of course, this is only limited to the conjecture of the evil spirit, and he is a powerful man with terrifying destructive power.

When you encounter this situation alone, you will directly tear up the entire space with your backhand.

Either they are destroyed into pieces, or the other party can't withstand the backlash and collapses directly.

For the evil spirit in the chest, weakness is a kind of original sin, "this little brat...... How long will it take for me to be able to recover, forget it, I don't even think I'm a dog...... I don't understand, do you still count on him? ”

The Mo family turned over and kicked away a small piece of bamboo.

He found that after the bamboo fell to the ground, there was no sign of activity.

He rolled his body, straightening up from the pile of minced flesh and the broken yellowed bamboo leaves.

I saw the shadows of the mountains in the distance stop moving, falling like a stone and falling to the ground.

The surrounding bamboo forests also float in the breeze, but there is no sign of growth or spread.

At this time, the Mo family Qianji raised the soul sword, and with the help of black and white evil qi, two black miasma and white turbid red light, he guided the path ahead of him.

In an instant, he saw that the guy with half a piece of human skin attached to the boy appeared in front of him less than five meters long.

At this time, Chen Ming laughed strangely, turned his head to the Mo family, "It's the first time I've seen this situation, I didn't expect this bastard boy to have this kind of power that imprisons people's hearts." ”

At this moment, the Mo family only saw a few pieces of black and blue hair, like corpse spots, growing out on the mass of flesh and blood in front of them.

After tearing half of the flesh apart, it falls downward like a stream of water.

At this moment, the Mo family can be regarded as having a thousand chances......

It is estimated that Chen Ming unconsciously produced his inner self-hell in the soul space that belonged to his self-imprisonment, so he radiated the power of Meng Po.

The space of the soul in which he is involved is influenced by his self-control.

It turned out to be chaotic, and he couldn't let this old monk do whatever he wanted.

Mo Jia Qianji smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to continue to escape?" Or is it ...... You've got no way back! ”

Then the Mo family Qianji waved his hand, but he slashed at the meat ball.

The next moment, the black and gray blade directly penetrated the past, and after the transformation of a phantom in front of him, it turned into black and gray flowing water and fell downward.

There was no trace left, and the Mo family laughed wildly.

His laughter shook the forest, and through a bird's-eye view, he would find the place where the Mo family was located......

It is still a huge square grid, and it seems that the Mo family thinks that he is already an outsider, and he does not have the other party's demagogic technique.

As a result, it seems that he is also an insider, and he is also within the narrow range of cognition.

Mo Jia Qianji laughed at himself: "I'll just say why every time I almost succeed, I miss this opportunity, it turns out that someone is doing something in secret......"

……

On the rolling Huangsha River, beside a bridge across both banks, two young people half-knelt on the ground like puppets.

Then down to their knees, the ghost dragged them behind them.

He knelt down in front of a small cemetery, and half of the coffin that emerged from the graveyard was lifted out by a few imps.

Black and blue, dressed in monk's clothes, the dried corpse that had just been dug up from the grave had a hint of flush on its face.

The next moment! When his flesh decayed, the ancient germs in it, which had the ability to revive it, immediately transformed into thin threads of bloody flesh.

Running through the faces of the two teenagers, it seems that they want to tear off the two faces and stick them on their bodies.

As the threads deepened, the two skins left blood-red marks behind the ears.

As if it was about to be cut off in the next moment, I saw this strange monk with a sneer on his lips, "Hehehehe!" The yellow mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows. ”

At this moment, next to this grave, there are still several corpses tied, which are the remnants of Meng Po's broken soul and flesh and blood.

He used a trace of the young man's soul qi and the residual hairpin power to refine Meng Po's flesh and blood at the same time.

He might be able to climb a new level again, and no longer have to live, busy catching imps to support himself.

On the contrary, it can make it easier for people to fall into confusion and constantly create a space for imagination.

is still in the space, so that the other party constantly forgets what they have done before, and creates an environment called meat pigeon (infinite reincarnation, with a slightly changed structure).

Of course, before that, he has to make sure that everything is safe!

At that moment, he spied on the struggle between the two souls, "Everything is in my control, the old man will eventually become an immortal, get rid of the mortal dust of the world, and live with heaven and earth!" ”

In the world controlled by the black and blue hair, the remaining trace of rationality gradually faded.

The eyes in the chest began to become more and more crazy, and they were bound in this place!

It's like a dark and cramped room in which a psychopath is locked in.

Claustrophobia and dark phobia forced him to go more and more insane.

Blood slowly fell from the eye membrane in his chest, and he tried to see the structure of the environment.

only to find that there is boundless darkness, and cliffs and abysses that can never be glimpsed into the end.

But when his eyes blinked, he only saw a clicking sound in the distance.

After the black and blue hair broke, the world came to life again.

The evil spirit exclaimed, "Finally, there is a variable! Chen...... Wake me up, you bastard! ”

However, the eyes in the chest were just when he said this.

It felt a sharp pain, almost swallowing up all of its rationality!

A huge golden chainsaw pierced through the skin and cut open the ribcage......

Inside the blood-red chest cavity, several balls of blood-red beads of water directly broke through the huge crack.

The black-and-blue hair was also sawn off, swept in all directions with the jagged object of the hacksaw.

The boy gradually got out of his confused state, and he slowly looked down at the position of his chest.

The small half of Wang Dacai's face was glued to the location of his eyes.

After the evil spirit was occupied because of the living space, it could only transform its body and return to its arm in a special way.

The eyes glued to his arms scolded, "Why is this bastard boy...... I'm running over too! ”

This severe pain made the boy gradually wake up.

The next moment! He found that after the black and gold eyes slowly detached, the world in front of him also changed illusory.

He saw countless spirits, leaping out of their surroundings.

It was as if everything was like the beginning of Pangu's opening of the world, and a huge crack appeared.

At this moment, many imps tried to rescue this living corpse that was constantly struggling, and the jagged shape of the hacksaw was torn from the flesh and skin of the old monk.

Originally, he thought that on the way, the head of the little ghost cut off could make a good soup for himself to warm his body.

Now I found that this kid only had half a head, and he could still move next to the grave.

Now the coffin was sawn open, and the black-gold chainsaw, as if it had been called by some kind of call, turned violently.

The sound of the rumbling motor and engine exploded in his mind, instantly tightening Wang Dacai's skin and flesh to the extreme.

The monk could no longer bear the oppressive force, and the soul took the flesh with it, turned into a worm, and drifted away into the distance.

Disappeared at the end of sight, calling out from his mouth: "Little crumbs! Don't think you still have a chance or possibility to live, this is our realm! ”

The Mo family sat on a huge high platform, watching the changes in the dark shadows around them.

The flesh and blood under the step are piled up into a small hill, and the Mo family is hovering here, estimated to be a few months.

But the repetitiveness of time and boredom made him feel as if he had only passed half a day.

Or maybe it's only an hour.

But this kind of Buddha's irritable and withered life has always tormented his heart.

The Mo family looked at the collapsed world, and then a huge crack appeared overhead.

The young man laughed, "Are you finally going to be free?" Interesting...... Xiaosheng finally got rid of the reins wrapped around his body and hung the dog chain around his neck! ”

Mo Jia Qianji slowly crawled out of a small pile of ghosts, and on his face, thin blood-black lines floated and then stuck to it.

The ghost cloth around his waist was wrapped in a contraction, and all the ghosts swimming around were caught.

The thin strips of ghosts that swam like tadpoles were also caught by him and stuffed into a cloth bag.

Mo Jia Qianji looked at the small ball of flesh-and-blood chainsaw in front of him, crawling on the ground and sticking to Chen Ming's arm.

In a flash! The golden hair, like brown hair, covered the boy's flesh and stuck to the ribcage.

Chen Ming's exposed chest position, if there is no black gray hair, turned golden yellow.

The texture of the hair was terrible, as if the original owner of the skull, and the mane that hung from his chest, was now in a state of dying.

In Chen Ming's eyes, a strange emotion was revealed.

Then he looked up, and saw only the remnants of breath in the air, guiding him to the direction of his great wealth and the rest of his limbs.

At that moment, he exhaled lightly, "What kind of place is the Infernal Temple?" They seem to have news of the king's wealth there......"