At this moment, there is one person, but he is ignored by everyone.

That is Wang Yue.

When he came in, he didn't know where he had gone.

Su Mu didn't care about him.

Dugu Qingcheng originally remembered this disciple of the Wang family.

But when he entered the secret realm, a series of accidents directly made him forget this son-in-law.

At this moment, Wang Yue was trembling in a cave.

His body was strangely covered in a layer of emerald green leaves, and he was tied to a hole in the ground.

The cave is spacious, and the ground is covered with soft fur.

But not far away, there were countless corpses scattered.

One of them was his cousin's.

And at this moment, at the entrance of the cave, a fiery red figure limped in.

Seeing that person, Wang Yue trembled all over, and his pupils exuded a frightened look!

The person who came, it was the lame man.

He walked over slowly, with a handsome face, but if you look closely, you will find that the skin on this face is very rough, and the hairs on it are a little long.

The overall look is not as delicate as the skin of a human face.

He didn't pay any attention to Wang Yue, but inserted the blood-red long knife horcrux in his hand on the stone platform next to him.

Then, quietly, he pulled out a piece of leather the size of a skull, sewed and polished.

After two or three pillars of incense, the lame man made a sound.

"Well, it feels pretty much the same. ”

At this moment, he stood up and walked towards Wang Yue.

"Rao...... Spare your life!"

Seeing that the lame man was coming, Wang Yue wriggled like a worm.

But to no avail.

The rope that bound him showed no sign of slipping.

"Whatever you want, I can give it to you!"

"I'm the King of Qitianmen!"

"I told you about Qi Tianmen before...... Qi Tianmen is the number one sect in the Southern Regions!"

"I am one of the Wang family, one of the Ding families! I can give you whatever you want!"

At this moment, Wang Yue's face was as pale as paper.

And the lame man walked slowly, but he chuckled and said, "Hmm, what are you afraid of, I didn't promise you before, I won't kill you." ”

"Let it go...... Leave me alone. ”

Wang Yue still prayed.

It's just that the lame man said to himself: "Now, the memory is almost recovered, and the inheritance memory has been sealed for five generations, and it has only been restored today, thanks to the blessing of that rain." ”

He gently untied the leaves on Wang Yue's body, and said lightly: "Now, the art of painting skin has been controlled by me. ”

At this moment, the body that reveals the leaves is simply impossible to look at!

Wang Yue's neck and below had completely turned into a beating blood red.

His human skin......

It's gone.

Starting from the legs, the first flesh is torn and cracked.

Slowly, the more upwards he faced, the more complete the flesh and blood beneath Wang Yue's skin.

By the time it reached his chest, the texture of the muscle was clear and complete.

It can be seen that the people who peel the skin are becoming more and more skilled.

"No...... Don't!"

"I'm the Wang family!"

The lame man looked at Wang Yue, who was a little hysterical, and said lightly: "Yes, listening to what you described to me about the current Southern Regions, the Wang family is indeed good." ”

"Fit to be the first person I was born. ”

The cripple gently tugged at his dough.

Blood-colored sideburns stretch along the facial features.

As the human skin on his face was torn off, the bloody sideburns were revealed...... Lion Head!

"No, no!"

"Lord Huoyun, I can ...... Hmm!!"

It's just that the lame man at this moment didn't give him the slightest chance to speak, and his iron tong-like palm directly pinched his neck!

The fingertips were as red as knives, and they gently stabbed under the skin of Wang Yue's cheek.

......

Boom!

A bloody corpse fell straight down.

No, it's not a corpse.

Alive.

But at this moment, Wang Yue's whole body was peeled off from the skin, trembling on the ground.

The lame, or rather the fire-cloud lion, shoved the last of his sideburns into the eyes of the human skin.

The head, which was originally the size of four or five people, was so strangely retracted into the human face.

"Whew-"

The Huoyun Canglion, who had become Wang Yue's appearance, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's alive." ”

"Bai Zun expelled me into the soul abyss, it's too desert, Lize, and the thousand stinging Gu still want to resist, tsk, haven't they all rolled into the soul abyss, after so long, I'm afraid they all fell into the Yang Palace realm. ”

After moving his limbs, the Huoyun Cangshi said lightly: "After today, I am no longer the Soul Clan under the Spirit Emperor's seat, but ...... Monkey King Yue!"

Closing his eyes slightly, feeling Wang Yue's lifelong memories and habits, Huoyun Cangshi strode out directly.

He kept his promise and did not kill Wang Yue.

But after being skinned and searched for his soul, Wang Yue was confused and his body was convulsed.

It's just a piece of rotten meat that gasps.

"That woman ......"

"Wang Yue", who walked out of the door, touched his lame leg, and the appearance of Ji Shao appeared in his eyes.

He shrugged his nose and swept in one direction, quickly!

......

Imaginary domain.

"Do you still believe in Your Majesty?"

Standing on top of a mountain peak, Bai looked at the Soul Abyss, and the nothingness behind the Soul Abyss, and suddenly spoke.

There was only one person by her side.

It's too desert.

"Letter. ”

Tai Cangmo said slowly: "But the Spirit Emperor has fallen, and we Soul Clan still have to live." ”

Looking at Bai's back, Tai Cangmo said firmly: "Not only do you want to live, but you also want to shine brightly on the mainland, instead of cowering in the secret realm." ”

Bai said slowly: "Go out ......"

"The Soul Clan must go out. ”

Taicang Mo said: "This world will not wait for the old people. Soul Clan ...... It must be in line with the outside world, the Spirit Emperor has passed away, is Bai Zun willing to see the Soul Clan, which is the only trace of His Majesty, also extinct?"

Bai Youyou sighed and said, "After taking the secret realm, I will leave some soul clans behind." I'll leave the rest to you, Taicang. ”

As he spoke, Bai looked at Tai Cangmo, but his eyes were sharp: "I know your temperament, and I know your thoughts." ”

"Souls can be your sword, but you ......"

"It must be the sheath of the soul clan!"

Tai Cangmo's eyes trembled instantly!

Looking directly at the white eyes, Tai Cang Mo suddenly knelt down and said: "Tai Cang Mo, swear by the soul, the great justice and righteousness, and the soul clan first!"

Bai didn't speak, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Secret Realm, have you found any trace of Yan Jue?"

"Nope. ”

Tai Cangmo shook his head slowly and said, "Eight hundred years ago, that guy disappeared inexplicably, and the soul lamp went out. ”

His white eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "At that time, you Quartet Soul Generals still asked, in the secret realm, no one can help you." ”

"If you die, you can only commit suicide. ”

Bai's voice was cold, and he said, "Suicide is nothing more than wanting to get rid of it." ”

"But in the secret realm, there is a realm of its own, and even if he dies, he can't get rid of it. ”

"Send a hundred heavenly people, disguise the lurking skull realm, and while observing the movements of the Divine Pavilion, capture all the fire cloud lions found for me. ”

"As long as there is no soul to fly away, there must be one who is his reincarnation!"

"Yes!"

Bai watched Tai Cang Mo leave, his eyes slightly complicated.

"Yan Lie, ......"

"As soon as the emperor dies, do you want to escape?"

But in this great world, even an era has been crushed into dust, how can you escape?