As soon as I stepped across the stone bridge, there was a dark wind blowing behind me.
Fang Tianmu looked back and saw that the stone bridge had changed its appearance. It turned out to be a black elephant curled up in the river, and its spine was bent to form a bridge.
Dang....dang....dang....
At this moment, there was a clear ringing sound in the air, and the black elephant got up in the water, then turned around in circles, fell in another direction, and finally lay down again, with its spine forming a bridge again. Looking at this side of the underworld, there are many floating overpass chains for no reason, with no head or tail, and there are countless ghost balls the size of rubber balls floating on the ground and in the air. A ball rolled to Fang Tianmu's feet. Fang Tianmu used the black knife "Great Destruction" to pick it up. Before he could take action, he saw the ghost ball open quickly. In the light of Wen Xi, a section of The old memories poured into Fang Tianmu's mind, but they did not cause Fang Tianmu to have any emotions. His mind was extremely calm and firm, and calling someone else would definitely allow him to experience the happiness of the host's world again.
The ghost ball soon lost its light and became a "waste" object. The memory did not stay in Fang Tianmu's mind for long. After a while, it disappeared. But in the underworld, there is a dead soul that has endured the torture of obsession for more than four thousand years. It has just lost its sealed dream. In the next very short period of time, it will fall into the final struggle stage of resentment. If it survives, it will To be able to escape, you only need to wait for the almost slim chance of being led into the underworld and being reborn. If you can't survive it, you will completely degenerate into a heartless ghost. Even if you exist for thousands of years, there will be no trace of its existence in the world.
While he was lost in thought, a small beast with three legs that looked like a cat, an eagle, and a monkey came staggering over with a Wuhui flower in his mouth. Fang Tianmu stretched out his hand to catch the Wuhui Flower, and wisps of petals fell down, gently passed through Fang Tianmu's body, and regrouped behind him. Wuhui Flower flew to the other side of the underworld and planted on the soil of the Yang world. , a large number of fetters tightly tied Wuhuihua and Fang Tianmu together. With this flower, no one can leave Fang Tianmu in the underworld.
The shadow weapon spirit appeared again, but it was now standing on the soil of the underworld, but it never intended to take Fang Tianmu into the underworld, and the real owner of the shadow also met Fang Tianmu immediately.
"Is it you?" Fang Tianmu's cold tone contained a trace of confusion. The guy in front of him is none other than his ghost slave - the tyrant. The tyrant holds two ring blades, and his face is covered with black cloth. Only the bridge of his nose and eyes are exposed. Even though he is deeply resentful, his unique aura is very strong.
"Is this your method?" Fang Tianmu thought that the shadow was the tyrant's tool during his lifetime, or a strange magic.
But after a few breaths, the shadow gradually transformed into a human form, which looked exactly like the tyrant. But what surprised Fang Tianmu was that the tyrant transformed from the shadow seemed to have a real body, but after it appeared, his physical body It began to corrupt at a visible rate, but it quickly turned back into a shadow, thus stopping its own corruption.
Fang Tianmu said coldly: "That shadow is the real you. Then who are you here?" Behind the tyrant of the underworld, a ghost appeared. The ghost took the form of a human. It was Wang Yangke, an ordinary person. , he sent a ghost ball to Fang Tianmu's hand. The ghost ball opened, and the memories in it also poured into Fang Tianmu's mind.
The fiercest man of the era - the tyrant, no one knows his real name, where his spiritual practice comes from, and no one even knows whether his true appearance hidden under the cloth is a human or a beast. But he was the "powerful" appraiser of that era, and only those creatures who could survive his blade were qualified to be called strong. In those thirty years, ninety thousand souls died under his sword, and he became the living king of hell in the world.
But the tyrant did not leave a story or a voice in the world. He was not mute, but he had never spoken to anyone. His monotonous life could be summed up in one sentence: "Except for the instinct of living things, the only thing left is killing." , but the good horse stumbled, and the tyrant was plotted. Thirty practitioners conspired for half a year to set up a game for the tyrant, which finally led the tyrant to approach the "Bufeng Mountain" (similar to the Dingbei Demon Valley, both are natural connecting places between the Yang world and the underworld), and The tyrant was sprinkled with stirrup flower by the hidden practitioners. The juice of the stirrup flower can separate the living soul body. After the tyrant's soul was separated from his body, his soul was forcibly suppressed by the practitioners using the soul locking technique, and Thrown into the underworld, once entering the underworld, without the protection of the Wuhuihua, the resentful soul cannot return to the underworld. But even if it is plotted and the soul falls into the underworld, the tyrant does not have a trace of resentment in his heart. His ruthlessness is not Not only for the enemy, but also for oneself, he looked down on killing and death, and believed that his own death was natural. With such a profound enlightenment, he could immediately throw himself into hell and enter reincarnation. Unfortunately, his physical body did not die.
When the practitioners wanted to cut the tyrant's body into pieces, they didn't expect that the tyrant's body actually resisted without a soul.
The tyrant's methods were related to shadows. During the exchange of figures for thirty or forty years, a new soul was born in his body. Although it was only a prototype, it also drove that body to kill all the practitioners and escape. As long as When the physical body in the world dies, the soul in the underworld can be reborn, but the newly born soul just wants to live. Coincidentally, this forms a closed loop that cannot be solved temporarily. If the body turns into a shadow, the body can be preserved forever, and possessing The soul in the underworld and the body in the underworld are both immortal.
The tyrant's body, which can be turned into a shadow, was unfortunately caught by the weapon refiner of the Thunderstorm Pavilion millions of years ago and thrown into the pavilion. The shadow is not a soul, but a real body, so it always has the freedom to escape at any time. But the body without the main soul can no longer nourish the soul. The souls that sprouted a long time ago gradually disappeared from consciousness. Until Fang Tianmu appeared, the shadow smelled the tyrant's breath, and then followed Fang Tianmu closely. , and guided him to the underworld.
The memory disappears quickly. The tyrant has no good memories, and there will be no struggle stage of resentment. As long as the body on the other side rots and the soul inside dissipates, it can be reincarnated.
The tyrant didn't seem to be thinking about anything. The shadow opposite him turned into a body again. The body quickly rotted into smoke, and the soul floated across the Yin and Yang world and merged into the tyrant's body. A one-way bridge appeared on the river that only the tyrant could see. As long as the tyrant walked over, everything was over.
But seven black energy lines appeared on the tyrant's soul, and the other end of the line was connected to Fang Tianmu's back. Fang Tianmu's technique on the ghost slave was the last shackles that imprisoned the tyrant in the world.
Huh... Fang Tianmu flashed his sword and cut off all the energy lines. Without leaving a word or looking back, he walked coldly towards the depths of the underworld. On the contrary, he was a tyrant. A bit stunned.
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