The night wind, with a biting chill, blew away the fallen leaves.

Fang Yingxing leaned against the outside of the house, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.

It would not be wrong, it was the voice of the patriarch and the elders, but he heard the heart-to-heart conversation.

"How could it be that the kid ran away? I obviously put a Gu on him, and I could even be directly controlled by me at a critical moment, and I actually escaped, without letting me notice it at all. Fang Yingxing leaned coldly against the pillar, this voice was familiar to him, it was the voice of the patriarch.

"Could it be that he knew about that incident, so he left, his parents are very strong, as the top combat power of the family, there is no need to harm them, if you want to blame their strength and prestige can only be blamed for threatening the status of the patriarch and noble son, with the help of the power of the dark clan to destroy them, the status of the son will be guaranteed." An elder's voice came, flattering.

"A civilian, who told them to be too dazzling?"

Hearing this, Fang Yingxing's body shook, and he felt something emerge from the depths of his soul.

A dark night, with cold, with restless fanatical hatred, pressed against Fang Yingxing's heart from all directions.

A faint voice came.

"You need strength, go for it......"

Fang Yingxing's figure flashed, he waved his fist print, and punched the elder in the chest, and the violent energy surged in his body, and finally he was violently exploded, and his god was destroyed.

The next moment, a violent explosion occurred in this place, and the aura above the Dao One Realm filled the entire area.

……

On cold winter nights, darkness enveloped the area like a giant devil's claw, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, and only the occasional lightning illuminated everything around it.

It is hard to imagine that more than a dozen powerhouses above the Dao One Realm are besieging and killing a child who is about ten years old, and they are all nervously gathering all their strength.

Fang Yingxing's figure perfectly coincided with the darkness, as if he belonged there, his eyes were still closed, but there was an almost crazy smile on his face.

His body trembled, not with fear, but with pure hatred and anger, like a beast hidden in the night.

The patriarch was shining with brilliance, standing majestically on the highest place, his white clothes fluttering, like the Nine Heavens God of War coming to the world.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his mouth: "Fang Yingxing, this seat remembers that you are a descendant of heroes, and you will raise and grow up to this point, and now you have colluded with the Dark Clan, and you will die!"

As he spoke, a lotus flower bloomed beside him, and a divine beast roared, saying what he said!

That vision, smashed towards Fang Yingxing, and wanted to kill him directly.

However, all that responded to him was a punch and an indifferent smile, and under Fang Yingxing's punch, his vision was dissolving and disintegrating, and finally completely collapsed.

Fang Yingxing covered his forehead, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and then a hoarse laugh, in the deep and extreme darkness, this laughter was indeed so out of place......

The fist mark was struck, and the terrifying aura was shocking, easily bursting an elder's Dao first-level talisman armor, and then piercing it, allowing it to struggle wildly, but it had no effect, and it was beaten to ashes.

The black hair danced wildly like a demon god, and by now, Fang Yingxing's heart no longer had the so-called hatred, only the crimson killing intent.

"Kill them all...... A place to be left behind...... Kill them all!"

In the frightened eyes of the patriarch, another elder was torn in half, and his divine sense wanted to escape, but Fang Yingxing grabbed his hand and directly pinched it.

"Sacrifice my parents with your blood!"

Fang Yingxing's body was surrounded by ancestral dark matter, and the terrifying aura oppressed the patriarch breathlessly.

"The ......world in the palm of the hand" Fang Yingxing pinched the seal with both hands, and then waved out his right hand, took the patriarch into the world in the palm of his hand, and slowly obliterated him.

It's not his power, it's not his magic and magic, but he can use it, it doesn't matter if it's the stranger's plot anymore, he wants them to die, completely.

Not a level!

Fang Yingxing pinched the formation seal with one hand, pinched the battle heavenly technique with the other, was bombarding, harvesting, his hands, face, and body were covered with blood.

The patriarch's son retreated in horror, already mad with fright, and his hair was disheveled and trembling.

"Demons! Demon! Demons of the Dark Clan!"

The next moment, in Fang Yingxing's indifferent eyes, that child's body directly shattered, and his body was destroyed.

"Parents are protecting this kind of thing...... Damn, shit!"

"Kill!"

Fang Yingxing broke through the void with a punch and began to slaughter those fleeing elders.

The area was still silent, for most of the people had not even had time to scream before they could explode, and the others did not dare to make a sound.

Fang Yingxing's whole body was covered in blood, it was all someone else's, he stepped on his bones, entered with blood, and knelt in front of the house where his parents lived before.

Then he got up silently and prepared to leave, this place, there is no longer nostalgia for him, the so-called hatred cannot make up for the emptiness of the heart.

The rest of the people looked at him in horror, this ten-year-old kid had actually killed more than a dozen powerhouses above the Dao One Realm in a row.

Fang Yingxing turned his head and smiled indifferently: "I won't kill you, it's not that I can't kill you, it's not that I have the so-called compassion, this power is not mine, it will disappear completely after a while, and it will be used to kill you, it's not interesting."

With that, he turned and left, leaving only one word.

"Everyone here, if you want to kill me, follow after you, whether now or in the future, I will suppress all those who are my enemies."

His figure faded away, merging with the night.

……

Fang Yingxing woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat and uncertain.

"Whose memory is this? It's not mine, it's not!"

The same voice came from his head: "Ontology, are you still wondering?" It's so dull, hahaha, that's what you and I remember. ”

Fang Yingxing was terrified in his heart, this was definitely not something he had experienced, but it had become his memory.

That is, it is a "memory that has not been experienced".

These are memories created by the Darkling, but they are no different from real memories, and these memories have greatly influenced the Darkman now.

In the memory of the dark body, he did not meet Er Feng, but met the dark venerable and completed his revenge.

This method is too terrifying, and it actually creates a part of the memory out of thin air, which is not a dream, but a memory that really exists.

What you experienced in the shadows has become your own memory? So is it really one?

So who exactly am I?

The voice of the dark body came: "Hehe, the nourishment of the Yin and Yang Realm only allows me to recover, is it just a spirit?" But thank you for the ontology's "Dark Sutra", hahaha, I'll go to sleep first. ”

Fang Yingxing was looking at the ground blankly at the moment, there was still his own blood left on it, which had already coagulated at this moment.

It wasn't until he saw Twelve's little tear-stained face that his heart shook and his eyes began to shine.

The bell around his waist was also glowing.

Fang Yingxing's dissipated Dao heart was about to solidify again, and he gently stroked the bell is surface: "Er Feng, are you reminding me?"

He was relieved, adjusted his breath, and his eyes regained their brilliance.

Who is he? yes, that starry night, that brightly lit night, he already knew the answer, didn't he?

He checked the situation of the dark body, and at the moment it was only a small dot, sleeping in his sea of consciousness, it seemed that the dark body was temporarily asleep.

What made him feel more relieved was that the strength of the dark body was only a heavy creation spirit, even if he mastered his technique and some of the secret venerable's methods, it would not hurt and could be suppressed.

And as the Dark Body said, the two are one, and if the Dark Body fiercely fights for control of the body, it may directly cause the two to perish together, which is a consequence that the Dark Body absolutely does not want.

But it also made him feel a sense of urgency, he needed to improve his strength, to rise, to become stronger.