I don't know how long it took to float in the gloom, but those soul senses finally condensed a little, so a ray of spiritual wisdom re-illuminated the muddy sea of consciousness.

"I'm ...... Where?"

The first thought came to him, and even though he could feel what was going on around him, everything was still in the clouds, and he could only see a vague outline. Consciousness is like sinking to the bottom of the water, and every jump is very sluggish. Faintly, he seemed to hear a shrill hiss piercing the water. The screams were like needles, and they all stabbed him, and every time he was stabbed, he would feel a loss of his strength, and the scenery around him would be blurred a point.

He instinctively felt the danger, so with a sting, his consciousness suddenly trembled, like a frightened big fish struggling to jump out of the water!

The surrounding scenery is immediately clear. This is a gray world, everything is composed of different levels of gray, the sky is deep and endless, and large areas of gray seem to be clouds, slowly swirling around an incomparably huge black hole in the middle of the sky. The darkness in the middle of the sky was bottomless, and the momentum was boundless, even if it was the most majestic mountain he had ever seen, it seemed like a pebble thrown into the sea, and it would disappear without a trace in a moment.

"Where is this?"

As soon as this thought came to him, a very unbearable stinging pain came with a scream, only this time his consciousness had surfaced, and it sounded ten times louder, which immediately awakened his instinct for danger, and he looked sideways, only to see a faint shadow floating beside him, and at the top of the shadow there was a hideous face that appeared and disappeared from time to time, a mouth was disproportionately large, and the lower end of the shadow was like smoke, vague, gathering and scattering. At this moment, the shadow was opening its mouth wide, screaming at him, and then biting it again!

When he was frightened, he hurriedly waved his hand to pounce, but found that he had no hands at all! This surprise was not trivial, and after the trembling, his consciousness cleared up a little, and only then did he "see" his own situation clearly.

He didn't really have eyes at all, he felt everything he saw directly, so he could see every corner of his body whenever he wanted to.

He was also like the ghost on the other side, his body was just a faint and thin shadow mist, even slightly dimmer than the other party. As soon as the ghost bit down, he tore a cloud of shadow mist from him and swallowed it in a big gulp, so that the shadow mist on his body became thinner again.

At the moment of life and death, extreme fear drove him to scream the same, and opened his mouth to bite the ghost on the opposite side! But the mist entered, and the feeling of weakness in the body disappeared a lot. He immediately knew that this was the right thing to do, and after trying his best to swallow the mist, he bit the ghost on the opposite side again!

The two ghosts bite each other one bite at a time, desperately tearing at the shadow mist on each other's bodies, until one of them falls.

Not far from them, there were screams one after another, and three ghosts surrounded the middle one and were biting wildly. The ghost figure in the center couldn't help but let out a mournful whimper, resisted and struggled in vain, occasionally biting back, but to no avail, he could only watch his shadow being torn apart by the three ghost shadows, and quickly faded. Finally, it let out one last wail, and the shadow exploded into a cloud of smoke, which was blown away by the heavy, damp wind in the blink of an eye.

After the eclipse, the three ghosts swelled a little. They confronted each other for a while, as if to gauge the strength of their opponents, but apparently they were afraid of each other, so they divided into three directions, each found a much thinner ghost, and bit it viciously.

It was a vast and boundless wilderness, and the heavy mist locked the edge of the wilderness, and even if you looked at it from the extreme, you could only see hundreds of feet. Shrill howls rose and fell in the wilderness, and countless ghosts wandered aimlessly in the wilderness. They are obviously sluggish and often unaware of things three or four feet away. When the ghosts meet each other, they will immediately bite and pounce on each other until one of them is completely consumed. There are also obviously strong ghosts, preying on weak ghosts everywhere, they are not only strong in strength, but also much more sensitive in sense, and often before the prey is noticed, they have already pounced.

The soil of the wasteland is loose and filled with moisture, which gathers and forms a small mud pond. The mud pond is full of blisters, and each time the bubble bursts, a wisp of black gas emerges, turning into a new ghost. Occasionally, the soil layer would bulge, and when the soil bag broke, a large cloud of black gas gushed out, and in an instant, it condensed into hundreds of ghost shadows of various sizes. Once the ghosts come to their senses, the eating instinct deep in their consciousness drives them to lunge towards their kind.

He felt different from the ghost, even if he was biting each other frantically with the ghost on the other side. He vaguely understood what the difference was, the ghost on the other side was just acting on instinct, and he knew what he was doing.

But this spiritual advantage can't bring him much more, in the mutual bite with the ghost, he is already at a disadvantage, and the shadow mist on his body has never been torn off.

"I have to think of a way!" The initial fear had gradually subsided, replaced by a strange calmness, his consciousness was like being immersed in a basin of ice water, spinning faster and faster, and the range of spiritual sense that could sense it was getting wider and wider, from three zhang to five zhang all the way to everything within a radius of ten zhang was clearly reflected in his consciousness.

Within ten feet, there were two pairs of ghosts devouring each other, and three more ghosts were floating around. "Looking" at the other ghosts who only knew how to bite desperately, a thought suddenly surged into his heart: "I have to attack the vital point!"

The ghosts are ethereal, like a cloud of mist, where is the point? The only thing that is a little different from their bodies is the face that disappears from time to time.

He suddenly stopped, letting the ghost bite him. The ghost figure ripped off a cloud of mist on his body, looking extremely happy, and his face became clearer and clearer.

He suddenly opened the only clear mouth in his body, and bit down that face!

"Ahh

By this time he was much weaker than when he first became conscious, and the ghost was so strong that he couldn't bite it off in a hurry.

"Tear?"

Such a thought flashed through his consciousness, so his mouth did not let go, and his body instinctively retreated with all his strength. The ghost screamed again, and most of his face had been torn off his body!

The faceless ghost screamed and rolled around on the ground, and the fog on his body escaped from time to time and dissipated into the air. The ghost, which was about to disappear, no longer had the ability to resist, and he didn't even know that he had just swallowed half of its face, and he had floated to the side and was opening his mouth......

After completely devouring the ghost, he felt his consciousness become a little clearer again, and his body became more powerful. Looking around, the ghosts that wandered around no longer looked so hideous and terrifying. He could already vaguely feel that the ghostly powers were also different in size, some were easy to deal with, others made him feel terrified.

In comparison, the newly emerging ghosts from the earth were the weakest, and it took a while for their bodies to condense and take shape.

As luck would have it, a ghost spawned just three feet away. He didn't hesitate, and immediately pounced! Sure enough, it wasn't until he ripped off half of the ghost's body that the newborn ghost didn't react. Its face had just emerged, and it had been bitten by him!

If he swallowed a few ghosts, he felt that he was stronger than ever, so he was strongly driven to pounce on a powerful ghost that was hunting nearby!

In a terrible battle, he won in the end, but his remaining strength was not half of the original. This ghost was far more powerful than he felt, and if it hadn't been for the last moment when he bit his opponent's face again, it must have been him who would have been devoured.

Although he had won, the fierce battle had caused most of his body to dissipate into the air, and even with the new ghost body replenishment, his strength was far less than before. At this moment, in his eyes, the ghosts around him looked powerful and terrifying.

After this battle, he learned to be cautious, carefully circumventing the seemingly powerful ghosts, and only picking out the newborn or visibly weak ones.

In this wasteland, there is no day and night, and there is no reincarnation.

He wandered, hunting more and more, and the seemingly powerful ghosts of the past became weaker and weaker day by day, and he gradually adapted to the transition from prey to hunter.

At some point, he suddenly figured out something: "It turns out that it is not that they have become weaker, but that I have become stronger." ”

As his power grew, so did his thirst for ghosts. The weak ghosts who had only devoured a few of their kind could no longer arouse his interest. As for the newborn ghost, he couldn't even look at it, and such a weak force couldn't even make up for the consumption he devoured. He began to search for the powerful ghosts that could hunt on their own. He knew that he could see farther and move faster than they did, and that if he was targeted, there would be no escape from these ghosts.

In a fairly vast wasteland, he began to reign supreme.

In his consciousness, he didn't know how big his territory really was, only that it was quite big, so big that he was going to float until he felt tired. Everywhere he can go, it's his territory, and the ghosts in this territory are all his food. But he still didn't feel satisfied, he felt that somewhere in the deepest part of his consciousness lurked a deep desire to bring the whole wasteland, the sky above the wasteland, and the unimaginable space beyond the sky into his territory!

Only then will he be able to feel at ease.

It was a feeling of longing, but it was more of a fear, like the fear of being consumed by his own kind when he first woke up. It was as if an invisible force was manipulating him and dictating his direction. He was extremely disgusted and terrified of the feeling of being manipulated, which is why he wanted to expand his territory. As long as the territory is big enough and the power is strong enough, he will be free, right?

He didn't know the answer to that question, and his current wisdom couldn't think of an answer at all. Many times he stayed in the middle of the wilderness, looking up at the heavens, thinking. It's just that no matter how much he thinks about it, how long he thinks about it, it's just in vain. His consciousness was very simple, to the point that it was only black and white. He desperately tried to find a third color, but how could he do it?

He found that the other ghosts didn't seem to think, and the ghosts that were strong and clever enough would at best know how to run away quickly when they met him. It was the difference between him and the ordinary ghosts, but he didn't understand the significance of the difference.

Finally, for a moment, he felt that he was too slow to devour ghosts, but this was not something that could be compensated for by great strength. So after the next battle, there were more things in his mouth, which seemed to him to be called teeth, he felt.

With teeth, and in order to hold down the desperately struggling ghost, he made an arm out of the shadow mist of his new predation.

His territory is expanding day by day, floating slowly and inflexible, and easily blown away by strong winds. And when he had legs, he could borrow power on the ground, so the territory doubled.

His strength gradually increased, his body became more and more condensed, and the fog shadow was as thick as substance. He even made four wings for himself so that he could fly into the sky. He found that the higher he stood, the farther he could see, although he still didn't need his eyes, and he sensed his surroundings with all his senses. It's just that he can only fly up to ten zhang at most, and there is a layer of invisible book transfer to pick up the Gang Feng of the Lu K Literature Network above the ten zhang, and he only needs to touch a little, and his body will be cut off by the gang wind immediately.

There was no day or night in the wasteland, and I don't know when, he was flying to find food, and he suddenly stopped. In his consciousness, a bolt of lightning suddenly split through the chaotic space:

"Who am I, and where am I going?"

These two questions were so entangled in his mind that he even put aside his foraging instincts, and he didn't care if any ghost with a little sense of spirit took the opportunity to escape.

He stood in the middle of the moor, pondering.

In a trance, a bit of cyan luminous light fluttered across the entire wasteland, condensed in front of him, and sprinkled a faint blue light on him.

Under this soft and warm blue light, he felt very comfortable and calm, and the tyranny and madness in the sea were calmed down one by one. Looking at this blue light, he also knew what the third color was.

Qingying flew around him for several weeks, and then flew off into the distance. After flying out of the ten feet, it stopped there again. He felt that this Qingying was extremely close, and instinctively did not want to stay away, so he strode to follow.

When he got closer, Qingying flew forward again.

"Is it pointing me in the right direction?" he thought. I still don't know the answer to "Who am I", but it's good to know "where I'm going".

Under the guidance of Qingying, he kept walking forward, and he didn't know how long. He didn't have a concept of distance at this time, he only knew that after walking out of a distance as far as ten of his own territory, the thick and thick fog in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a completely new world.

The land was so hard that it was covered with layers of black mist, and strangely, despite the black mist, the range as far as the eye could see was a thousand times larger than the wilderness where he had first lived.

He looked at it with great eyes, crossed a distance of thousands of thousands of feet, and finally saw a mighty water. Above the water was a deep darkness, and there was no day to see, and I did not know where the light on the water came from. His consciousness moved slightly, and in an instant, he crossed tens of thousands of zhang away, and had already crossed the big water and saw a dark and dreary riverbank.

It turned out to be such a big water, but it turned out to be a river?

Before he could recover from the shock, his divine consciousness extended forward at a rapid pace, and he saw the huge city that stood in the middle of the sky, standing on the ground and connecting to the sky!

At this moment, the scope of his consciousness is unprecedentedly wide, and it diverges in four directions, and how far it extends forward, that is, how far it will extend in all directions. And all this happened in an instant, from the moment he entered this world to this moment, he only took a step.

This vast world with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was immediately clearly reflected in his consciousness!

There was a loud bang, and he only felt that his consciousness had begun to crack and shatter under the indescribable coercion! In his consciousness, this incomparably vast world was the source of coercion.

Heaven and earth have no authority, and they are mighty.

Finally retracting his scattered consciousness before it was on the verge of collapse, he suddenly noticed that the ground beneath his feet began to tremble slightly. He didn't really have any physical body, but the ground shook so badly that he realized it.

He suddenly looked to the left, only to see that the black mist was surging endlessly, and suddenly out of the fog rushed out a steel-armored beast more than three feet high, snorting like thunder, and four bucket-like iron hooves stomped on the ground like flying, and rushed towards him with a boom! The horned beast carried a four-armed knight on its back, and its body and even its head were covered by extremely heavy iron armor. The knight holds a big flag in one hand, the flag is already a little damaged, it is obvious that he has been fighting for a long time, the other arm controls the reins, and the remaining two arms are a five-zhang fierce giant axe, killing the sky!

The horned beast was huge, but it was like lightning, and it rumbled past him.

He felt another bolt of lightning pass through his consciousness, illuminating many dark corners he had not yet noticed.

"Patrol the city......" he blurted out.

At this moment, the knight suddenly snorted, and with a swing of the giant axe, the axe face of Zhang Xu Fangyuan swung like thunder, and slapped on him in an instant! Under the blow, the strength, body, four hands, legs, and two pairs of shadow wings that he had painstakingly condensed for an unknown time disappeared in an instant!

The horse, which patrolled the city, rolled up the billowing black mist, and in an instant it was far away. In the black mist, more than a dozen horsemen rushed out to patrol the city, and in a blink of an eye, they caught up with the leading horse. One of the knights asked, "What did you just chop?"

The knight replied, "It's only a lowly soul, alas, not a little merit." We've been out for a while, so let's go back!"

A group of city-patrolling horses changed directions and rolled towards the big water giant city in the distance.

In the wasteland, a faint black qi broke through the earth, and in a moment, it condensed into a new ghost. But this ghost is different, and the face that emerges is very clear. The face looked up and saw a little green light floating three feet above, sprinkling the green glow on him.

Bursts of screams rang out around them, and several powerful ghosts floated in, rushing towards the newborn delicacy together.

The newborn ghost was completely unafraid, just looked at the green light above his head, and there was a smile on his face: "I remember, I have a name!"

The newborn ghost's body suddenly shrank by one, and two shadow wings had been extended, each of which was as sharp as a knife on the tip of the wing. When the shadow wings waved, he had already cut the surrounding ghosts to pieces, and then the fog shadows of Siyi were all sucked into his body.

Inhaling a few ghosts, his body suddenly became much clearer, and the flickering shadow wings flickered and flickered. With these shadow wings, his movements are lightning faster than ordinary ghosts. He didn't hesitate, and directly rushed towards several ghosts whose strength was obviously much stronger than him a hundred zhang away.

That little bit of greenness hung above him flutteringly, as if guarding and guiding the way, and never gave up.

There is no day and night in this world, and I don't know how time passes. When a little Qingying broke through the wet fog again and floated in front of the huge city water, if you look at it, you can see the black fog rolling in the distance, thundering bursts, and the more than ten horsemen patrolling the city have not yet rushed to the shore of the water.

A figure stepped out of the wet mist with Qing Ying, his body already solid. Only by looking closely can you see that the edges of the wings of his limbs are somewhat blurred, emitting a thin smoke, but they are not actually corporeal.

He looked at the giant city in the distance, a smile surfaced, and said secretly: "Xudu, weak water, patrol the city and horses...... Hmph, I'll be back soon. ”

He turned, and under Qingying's guidance, he walked into the depths of the wilderness far away from the capital.

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