Falling weightlessly, Sheng Xuan resented his true anger and hit the ground, stabilized his body with the momentum of rebound, and stood up with half of his body rolling, without adding any further injuries. Looking back at the group of people who had just surrounded him, they were already fighting each other, and they were screaming that did not look like people at all, terrible and piercing.

Sheng Xuanren knew that if he stayed here for a long time, he would definitely lose his mind and become the appearance of this person who was neither a ghost nor a ghost.

He restrained his breath to explore this huge pit, there were many corpses on the ground, the smell of blood was very strong, almost all of them were cloth corpses, buried under the corpse was a faintly visible evil magic array, he didn't know about the formation, but the runes of this array were extremely strange, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was a crooked way.

Under a stone wall at the bottom of the pit, Sheng Xuanyan found an enchantment method, which would be bounced open like the top of the pit when touched with his hand, and there was no way to destroy it with a twisted spell. There is a tunnel in the Famen, which should be the way to send them here, and Sheng Xuan resented that he didn't see the guards.

If this stone wall is pierced, it may be able to destroy the evil array.

Sheng Xuanyan probed the rock with his palm, it was not hard, he could break it with all his might, but with the shape of this mountain rock, one crushing would definitely collapse on a large scale.

What is Su Hejin planning to lock me in? Sheng Xuan's fingers merged and pressed against the acupoints in his abdomen, as he expected, his body was indeed fed with poison, and it was not enough to erode his consciousness for a while. After checking around, he only felt that this place was like a vessel for refining people, and he didn't find any flaws to get out of.

Someone caught Sheng Xuan's breath in the dark and grabbed him, Sheng Xuanyan retreated a few steps, he could sense from the spirit of these people that they had been muddy, although he couldn't bear to kill people, but he also knew that he couldn't save them.

"Sheng Gongzi ......"

The man trying to catch him was somewhat familiar, his eyes were half-clear and half-cloudy, and he seemed to be self-aware. Sheng Xuanyan remembered that he should be a monk of the Beishan clan, and the young Jixue seemed to have seen it, and he was also on the same team on the way to recapture the Cangyu Sword, and for a few years at the pass, this person was also silently guarding the mountain pass. Sheng Xuan resented that his name was Yue Li.

Yue Li was covered in blood, and knelt on the ground in pain and begged for death: "Kill me... Sheng Gongzi... I killed the mortals, and became like this, and I am ashamed of the ancestors......"

"You're new to the battle... Still awake...... Ignorance... After a long time, it will ......" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly held his head and screamed, his eyes were red, his nails pierced into his skull, and his face was covered with blood, Sheng Xuan resented that he was awake from half a point to completely out of control, but after three breaths, Yue Li's spirit was loose and said: "Quick, kill me......"

Sheng Xuan pursed his lips and raised his hand to seal his acupoint, who knew that Yue Li suddenly stood up and punched him, Sheng Xuanren took a few steps back, seeing that he was really completely crazy, and he couldn't control the acupoint, and hit him on the stone wall with a palm as he wished, and died of shock.

Yue Li died, and a dark red light drifted away from him at the moment he lost his breath, absorbed by the magic circle, Sheng Xuanyan only felt that the thing was shrouded in his body, a stagger, barely steady his steps, the old wounds on his body seemed to be better, he held his forehead, and when he mistakenly killed his own protégé, he also had exactly the same feeling, irritability, restlessness, as if he wanted to wear out his mind.

Sheng Xuanren seemed to understand what kind of place this was.

Yue Li killed the people in the pot, and killed a lot, and now his life is transferred to himself along with the lives of those people. Wang Gu finally began to play a big role, the blood vessels on Sheng Xuan's arm bulged, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually became unclear, he held his forehead, and uncontrollably had the idea of killing and poking, so he had to punch the ground and vent this anger.

"He's in... Here'......"

The few remaining living people gathered, they couldn't tell the winner, heard the movement on the other end, and slowly approached Sheng Xuanyan.

"Don't come here." Sheng Xuan resented that his whole body was irritable, he couldn't kill and hurt people anymore, otherwise he would really be assimilated.

Of course these people wouldn't listen to him, they approached each other with fists and feet, and beat Sheng Xuan's resentment in the corner, the redness in front of them couldn't stop, and the smell of blood stimulated the brain, and they still couldn't restrain themselves after all. When Sheng Xuanyan was slightly sober, he was the only one standing at the bottom of the huge pit, still holding a human head in his left hand, and the human head was biting an arm in his mouth.

He dropped his head with limp hands and stiffened from head to foot.

Most of the injuries in his body have healed, and even his true qi has gradually filled.

Different from the true qi that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refined into the body in the past, this true qi was brutal and turbid, making people annoyed from time to time, and in his own body, Sheng Xuan's resentment felt like an insult.

He couldn't force out this true qi, and he couldn't get rid of the Gu poison in his body, and even when he woke up, he became less and less manic, and most of the time, he became more and more manic and irritable.

The more Sheng Xuanren wants to control himself and not kill people, the faster his consciousness will disappear, and his knowledge will be worn out little by little in the fight, and even as soon as a new person is pushed into the cup, he will kill him and absorb the qi of the soul for his own use.

Su and Jin all looked at it in their eyes, feeding him the newly captured prisoners of war like raising pets, and saw his cruel and direct killing. He doesn't like to play with his prey, since he wants to kill, he just twists his neck, it is neat, Su Hejin is bored, so he comes to see him kill for fun, and he is very satisfied.

The battle on the front line is extremely smooth, the defensive position that the five clans used to resist pseudo-cultivation in the pass has been cracked, and the monks in the world are not as good as the people of Xirong in a state and county, how can they be the enemy? Even if all the ten famous factions go into the water, there will not be too many deaths, she doesn't care at all.

If you can't get the longed-for immortality, it's good to be able to dominate the world and make up for your regrets.

Su Hejin looked at the killing in the dish pond and thought with a smile.

Batches of prisoners of war pushed in, and she watched the old people who desperately shouted Sheng Xuan's resentment, calmed him down, and begged him to be sober were killed, like one good show after another on the stage. The number of times Sheng Xuanren can come to his senses is becoming rarer and rarer, and Su Hejin knows that it won't be long before he will become his manipulable humanoid puppet, and become Mo Yundu's right-hand man, helping her seize the land and protect her.

Time passed day by day, and it has been almost a month.

Sheng Xuan's resentment was seriously injured before because of the re-suppression of the double evil, but he actually got better under the nourishment of blood, the broken bones and tendons were completely healed, and the habitual pure true qi was stained with dirt and became a thick ink color, and the cultivation growth rate was extremely fast, but there was no broken step.

In the past month, every late at night, there will be a sound of Xun on the top of the pit, the sound is like crying, mourning and pain, and it will not disperse in the cave for a long time. It was only at this time that Sheng Xuan's red eyes eased, and he looked up at the entrance of the cave, as if he was missing someone.

The song of Xun every night is the only familiar sound of his hometown.

Sheng Xuanyan actually doesn't remember who he is, but he still remembers that someone was waiting for him, and he remembered that the person's name was Qiong Yi.

He had killed too many people in the Dish Pond and stayed for too long, without retaining his sanity and the ability to resist Wang Gu.

How can you always remember someone? Just think about her all the time, just think about her over and over again.

So, he remembers.

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The time for refining human Gu was approaching, and Su and Jin looked at the man standing in the middle through the enchantment method, his long hair was scattered, his clothes were stained with blood, and he beckoned: "Come here." ”

Sheng Xuan resented being manipulated by Wang Gu and walked over.

"In three days, you'll be out." Su Hejin admired the products he had refined with his own hands, "Lone will give you a new name and leave you in the palace for a long time." ”

Sheng Xuanyan touched the thick wall of the enchantment with his bloodstained hand, Su Hejin's order, Wang Gu would listen, he wouldn't.

In the three days and nights, the sound of Xun was still endless, reverberating layer by layer over the dish pool, and the echo was endless.

On the third day, it was also the last night, the dish pool began to tremble, all the corpses in the period turned into blood, flowing under Sheng Xuan's feet, his head was in severe pain, holding his head and falling between the blood, he had become this appearance of no one or a ghost, but there was only one extremely important person, a person who could not be forgotten engraved in his heart, in pain, consciousness began to withdraw, he desperately reached out to grasp, that person was like a mist dissipated, there was nothing.

Sheng Xuan's breathing was about to stop, and his mind was about to wear out, but in the next moment, a wisp of white spirit burrowed into the magic circle and appeared, flying into his eyebrows, and in an instant, his spiritual consciousness was complete, and his soul was the same as before.

This is the soul that he divided when he was young, the soul that was given to his beloved to protect his body, but now he flies over the mountains and seas, and the soul returns to its original owner.

The consciousness was refined by the evil law, the true qi was polluted by the blood, and the mind was blinded by the dark and dayless killing, but because of this wisp of spirit that had been cultivated for many years, a trace of the original knowledge was retained, and the body turned into a Gu, and the nature was still pervasive.

Sheng Xuan didn't know why Qiong also saved him when he was most difficult, Xu sensed that he was in danger, and returned the last wisp of consciousness that was still awake.

He grabbed his heart and roared hysterically, being tortured by Wang Gu, and being refined by the dish pool without making a single shout, but at this time he roared in a hoarse voice.

From then on, the last contact between him and her was also severed.

The blood in the dish pool slowly rose, surging towards the only living creature in the array, Sheng Xuan's resentment did not take long before he lost his voice, and the last wisp of spirit was only the part that had not yet been polluted, and it could not save the entire piece of consciousness, but it only gave him a room for sobriety among the humanoid Gu creatures that were violently devouring blood.

Yan Ting knew that the human Gu was formed tonight, so he sneaked into the tunnel, killed the guards sent by Su Hejin to guard them one by one, wiped the blood on the Zhaolin sword, and walked step by step to the dish pool at the end of the tunnel, where stood the old friend who had been trained as a human Gu with empty eyes.

Yan Tingshen's eyes were complicated, he couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, he had laid out his plan for many years, tonight was the best time to do it, the revenge would be avenged, it should be an exciting thing, but at this time, he had chills all over his body for no reason, and it was not as happy and happy as expected.

He called, "Sheng Xuan. ”

Sheng Xuanyan heard the human voice, caught a glimpse of the person in the tunnel, and the figure immediately disappeared from the center of the cup, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the gate of the enchantment, and an extremely powerful true qi trick struck up, if it weren't for the depth of this method, he would probably have killed Yan Tingshen on the ground.

Seriously, it was completely refined into a Gu matter.

Yan Ting saw that Sheng Xuan's eyes were full of blood and murderous intent, so he clenched his fists, and he came here every night to blow the horn, just to help him retain his true knowledge in this evil art, but he didn't want to fail.

Yan Tingshen took out the porcelain Xun from his arms and played it gently, and after a short time, Sheng Xuan, who was extremely hateful to him, calmed down, and there was no light in his inky black eyes, it was a pool of stagnant water.

Yan Tingshen picked up the string song sword: "Do you remember?" ”

"The author has something to say: Xiao Sheng, one, pure love God of War."