Compared with the Yin Yang Realm and the Creation Spirit Realm, it is like an adult and a child, the gap is too big, Fang Yingxing used all his means, but he couldn't break free.

He was bound to the center of the formation, and the black runes spread wildly over him, suppressing his spiritual power while also breaking through his divine defenses.

The corpse spirit let out a grim laugh, its body turned small, and rushed towards Fang Yingxing's forehead, wanting to occupy this body.

Even though Fang Yingxing used the power of the stars to protect his divine sense, it was still broken through by the corpse spirit, and it was like a bamboo, constantly impacting Fang Yingxing's divine sense.

This is the most dangerous time after Fang Yingxing came out of the light gate, if he is not careful, he will be taken away and his divine consciousness will die.

However, just as Fang Yingxing was about to burn his divine sense desperately, the corpse spirit's face suddenly distorted, and he actually wanted to escape.

The corpse spirit had already reached the Yin Yang Realm, and it was completely able to fly, and at this moment, the terrifying power of the Yin and Yang Realm erupted, and while escaping, it was desperately hitting an area behind Fang Yingxing.

Then, in Fang Yingxing's shocked gaze, the Dark Venerable Mark was directly imprinted on the corpse spirit's forehead, and then the corpse spirit's body began to twist and change.

Even if the corpse spirit was roaring wildly and struggling, it couldn't stop the changes in the body at all, and the Yin and Yang Realm cultivation seemed to have become an ornament, and it was impossible to cast any magic at all.

Gradually, the voice of the corpse gradually weakened, and then a loud laugh came, which became more familiar the more I listened.

Fang Yingxing changed color, because that laughter was his own voice.

The corpse's body gradually became smaller, and the water chestnut of the last body gradually became distinct, and the black hair was scattered, and the terrifying aura was wafting.

When that figure turned around, Fang Yingxing's eyes were full of shock, that figure looked exactly like him, with an evil smile, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood looming behind him.

Fang Yingxing noticed that the figure's eyes were tightly closed.

That figure pinched the Xingchen Fist fist seal, but what it hit was not Fang Yingxing's Xingchen Fist at all, there was no kind of glow like Fang Yingxing, only the terrifying light of the Xingchen explosion, hitting Fang Yingxing.

Although Fang Yingxing was shocked, he still swung out the Xingchen Fist with all his strength.

The two fists collided, and Fang Yingxing's mind was shocked.

His heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

The figure fell lightly in the distance, revealing an evil smile: "I am you, you are me, you have forgotten a lot of things, Fang Yingxing, those hatreds, those hatreds."

As he spoke, Fang Yingxing suddenly saw some scenes.

……

It was a little boy with his eyes closed, kicking around, it was Fang Yingxing when he was a child.

A man with a scruffy beard sneered: "Boy, you are quite resistant to beating, why do you keep carrying it?" All we need is your treasure, where are you hiding it? ”

A woman next to her smiled charmingly, looking at Fang Yingxing's tattered clothes, her eyes flashed with disdain: "This is also the only beggar in the family, haha, it's really a shame for the family, the patriarch should drive this kid out."

The man immediately leaned next to the woman flatteringly, and explained: "You don't know, this kid's father and mother are missing in the universe, and it is said that there is a high probability that he died in battle, hehe, you should also know how many resources the Heavenly Palace will give this kid, but as long as he is ...... in our clan."

The woman understood, stared at Fang Yingxing, covered her nose in disgust, and left with the others.

Fang Yingxing stood up silently, he didn't cry, because he was used to it, he wiped the dust, stood up, his eyes couldn't see the malicious face, but he could feel it.

He walked down the street to get his food, and from time to time someone pointed at him, and even threw some vegetable leaves at him.

Fang Yingxing knew in his heart that the patriarch of the clan had publicized that Fang Yingxing had secretly hidden his mother's life-saving treasure when his mother was on the expedition, which caused his parents to disappear in the universe.

This is, of course, nonsense, but how many people would like to believe a little boy who is silent and not believe in an impassioned patriarch?

What is hidden, even if it shines again, will be obscured by darkness.

What is exposed, even if it rots, will be obscured by the light.

……

Fang Yingxing picked up a few vegetable leaves and slowly walked to the welfare home, he was the first to come to receive food, but the staff here gave him a few steamed buns with disdain, saying that there was no other food, the children of the patriarch and the elders had already finished receiving it, and Fang Yingxing came too slowly.

In fact, the person with the eyes open is always trying to close certain facts, while the person with closed eyes is trying to feel some truth, even if it is palpable......

When dusk came, some remnants of the sun shone on Fang Yingxing, and the light spots fell on him scattered.

He continued to walk, he didn't know where to go, and he definitely couldn't go home now, because at this time, people usually came to Fang Yingxing and asked to "see" the treasure.

The night was gradually falling, Fang Yingxing couldn't see it, and what told him the news was the cold night wind, which blew his face red, but he didn't tremble at all.

Because for him, it doesn't matter, it's all dark anyway, and there's no light in sight.

In that darkness, there was a faint purple light flickering, and a man appeared, his eyes were extremely dark, he was wearing dark purple armor, his black hair was scattered, and he was standing in front of Fang Yingxing at this moment.

It was the Dark Venerable, the supreme powerhouse.

Fang Yingxing felt the unfamiliar aura, and he subconsciously lowered his head.

The dark venerable's eyes were deep, and he pressed it on the top of Fang Yingxing's head, and then there was an additional mark on his forehead, which was the dark clan mark.

A feeling of dizziness hit, and Fang Yingxing fell to the ground weakly.

Before falling unconscious, Fang Yingxing heard the last words of the faint "This power, you will use ......"

I don't know how long it took, Fang Yingxing woke up, and what woke him up was a mournful crow and a whimpering wind.

He only knew that it was night, but he didn't know how many days had passed.

All he could feel was that this was not the place where he was unconscious, and it seemed that he had been taken somewhere else by the stranger.

He didn't want to go back, but there were still things in the village that his parents had left for him, and that was the only thing he could prove his worth.

But when he returned home, he noticed that something was wrong, and his perception became extremely acute, even a small rock from a hundred meters away could easily sense it.

Even so, it took him a few days to feel the familiar path, he had only followed a guide in his mind before, I am afraid that it could only be left by the Dark Venerable.

Despite his misgivings, this was the only way to get back to the village.

As he walked near the village, he felt several waves of breath wandering outside.

Fang Yingxing sensed that something was wrong, and carefully avoided those people, secretly approaching his humble house.

He hid his aura, and it seemed that it was also the technique of the Secret Venerable, and it was so mysterious that even the monks of the Dao One realm did not find out.

When he was about to open the window and enter the house, he suddenly felt the sound in it, which was not an ordinary conversation, but a telepathic sound.

In other words, he overheard a telepathic transmission, which only a monk above the Dao One Realm could do.

As the content of the voice became clearer, his face gradually blended with the deep darkness around him, getting darker and darker......