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Faintly, as if a voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"If you perish, I will be resurrected, and if you perish, I will be resurrected."

With Yue Fan's death, this huge statue of Yin Lu, which seemed to cover the sky and the sun, regained its calm at this moment, and still floated in this sea of blood, like a dead thing, motionless.

But if one looks closely at the millions of scales on this statue, one can see that on more than 100,000 of them, there are some crooked, very scribbled, but identical handwriting

"I'm Yue Fan"

"I'm Yue Fan"

"Here it is"

"This is the Yin Sage of the Underworld"

"I'm Yue Fan, I can't sink"

"I'm Yue Fan, I want to wake up"

"Don't devour the Scarlet Soul"

"Don't Swallow One, Don't Swallow One"

"Preventing the Resurrection of the Gloom"

"Stone carving is"

Such scribbled handwriting, some of them were not finished, only half of them were written, but from this scribbled handwriting, you can feel the mood of the owner who wrote these handwritings at that time, most of the scribbled handwriting on the scales is written I am Yue Fan These four words, only a few of them, there are other words, but without exception, they have not been written.

The handwriting on these scales was all engraved by Yue Fan, in his memory, he thought that he was the first time to come to this sea of blood, to this Yin Lu statue, but in fact, this is only in his memory, the real situation is that this sea of blood, this statue, the number of times he has come here, has exceeded 100,000 times!

In other words, he has been here, dying more than 100,000 times, but after this rebirth, his memory stays in the place where he only died twice, in these more than 100,000 deaths, every time, he will come here, and at the end of the moment, his body is about to be turned into nothingness by the sucking power from the scales, and with those who were previously inhaled into his body, so that his powerful blood-colored mist was completely sucked out of his body, and all his memories were restored, but at this time, he had no way to resist, and could only use the clumsy way of carving words on the scales to tell himself the next time he came here, what is this place, what is your name, why you came here, tell yourself that you can't sink.

This method makes people look stupid, stupid, and pathetic, but from the handwriting that exceeds hundreds of thousands of scales, Yue Fan's tenacity and determination can be seen.

This is the Yin Lu who has almost perished, a big gamble with Yue Fan, this is the Yin Sage Realm of the Yin Lu, they are betting, whether Yue Fan will finally sink in this almost endless reincarnation, or finally shatter all this!~

This is a blood-colored world, here, very large, no borders can be seen, there are layers of thick blood marks on the ground, shocking, exuding a monstrous bloody atmosphere.

The sky is blood-colored, and the earth is also blood-colored, as if there is no other color here than red.

In this blood-colored world, the ground is not flat, but there are blood tanks one after another, bubbling with blood bubbles, wisps of blood-colored mist, emanating from the broken blood bubbles, making this world full of blood-colored mist.

In this blood-colored world, the ground is not flat, but there are blood tanks one after another, bubbling with blood bubbles, wisps of blood-colored mist, emanating from the broken blood bubbles, making this world full of blood-colored mist.

Within these blood tans, there are figures of people one by one, these figures, the figure is very illusory, as if it is composed of these blood-colored mist in the sky, except for blood, there is no second color, the clothes on the body are red, the hair is red, and occasionally when you look up, two bloody lights shoot out from the red eyes.

It is still the same as the place where Yue Fan opened his eyes for the first time in his memory, but those blood pools, if you feel them carefully, have increased a lot, and many blood pools are connected together, in some places, there is no longer the existence of the earth, and some are endless blood-colored oceans.

Perhaps, when this blood-colored ocean completely submerges the earth, there will be some kind of change here that no one can predict.

Countless blood-colored figures wandered in this blood-colored land, in groups, and in the distance, there were roars and fights, and there was also blood-colored mist, forming illusory figures one by one.

Among them, there was such a figure, he opened his eyes, his eyes revealed endless confusion, if someone approached to take a closer look at the appearance of this blood-colored soul, it could be seen that this blood-colored soul was Yue Fan!

Time passed, there was no day or night, only the sound of the horn echoed between this heaven and earth, and every time the sound of the horn sounded, a killing would be set off in this almost endless blood-colored soul.

And Yue Fan, in this almost endless killing, had several deaths, but finally once, in the killing, he devoured a companion, knew his name, his body was also condensed, did not die again, slowly, he became the strongest in the group of blood-colored souls in which he was located, and similarly, indulged in the comfort and power of enjoying the blood-colored soul that devoured it.

At this moment, the sound of the whimpering horn reinvigorated the summoning meaning in his mind, and his eyes were still numb, and once again with the guidance of the sound of the horn, he came to the endless interior, to the statue of the gloom in the center, and sat down cross-legged on one of the scales on his body.

Like hundreds of thousands of previous deaths, after all the devouring blood-colored mist in his body was absorbed, he regained all his memories, remembered everything, and carved the same scribbled handwriting on the scales under his body, and there was also an unwilling roar that echoed in this world for a long time.

After dissipating again this time, the vitality revealed on the Yin Lu statue is once again a little stronger, and at this moment, there is no need to deliberately feel it, you can see the vitality of the Yin Lu statue that permeates the whole body, and the sea of blood has also expanded a few points, if you look down from a high altitude, you can see that at this moment, seventy percent of the blood-colored land has been submerged in the sea of blood.

Time kept passing, Yue Fan died and was reborn again and again, came to this Yin Lu statue again and again, and left words on its scales again and again, and most of the scales on this Yin Lu statue were engraved with his scribbled handwriting.

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