Chapter 1062

Chen Yang doesn't want to die!

Even if he still told himself that this was a fairyland, Chen Yang chose to resist when the other party pinched him and the feeling of suffocation and the smell of death came.

Two people who were imprisoned for cultivation and had no magic power launched a fight in this cave like hiding place, and finally Chen Yang won.

He went blind in one eye and broke the young man's neck at this price.

It was just the young man's dying eyes, the sadness and the last word before his breath that made Chen Yang stunned.

"You will soon understand whether it is true or false."

This sentence echoed in Chen Yang's mind until midnight of the day. The picture in Chen Yang's mind did not appear the death of relatives and friends for the first time, but there was an old man.

Chen Yang has never seen this old man, but he has seen each other's statues. He is... The creator of Shengzong, one of the only six immortals in the universe, and the disciples of Shengzong, all call him Shengxian Laozu.

"All those who participate in this game and complete the request once can see this projection of the old man!"

"Don't question or expect. This is not a trial or a test. What you see is true. If you see the death of your relatives and friends, it is true."

"Believe it or not, if you don't want to participate, you can commit suicide or be killed, but if you want to continue to participate, then when you kill 100 people, I will tell you some answers you want to know."

"By analogy, at every node of 1000 people, 10000 people, 100000 people, millions and even tens of millions of people, I will tell you some answers until the end... I don't know who is qualified to get a complete answer from me!"

The picture disappeared, Chen Yang stood there blankly, silent for a long time, until finally, he walked out of his hiding place. At this time, there was still the light of the past in his eyes. Although it was dimmed, it was still there.

A few days later, almost 90% of their group of 100 people died. At this time... Another group of 100 monks came to this bloody prison.

So a new killing began, one day, one!

And every few days, a hundred people will come again, making the color of this blood prison slowly and completely become blood, and even the ground has converged into the smell of blood mud, stench, decay, death, which is constantly diffuse here, deeper and deeper.

It seems that there is no end, as if it will never appear. There is only one living person left here, because in one day, when one person kills the second person, invisible power will come, weakening the murderer again and again, making the murderer weaker and more difficult to continue, and can only be killed by the person who has the killing quota that day!

Cycle after cycle, more than a nightmare.

As the days passed, Chen Yang's ears were gone, and a ferocious scar appeared on his nose, with a lame leg.

These costs, in exchange for the figure of the holy immortal, which reappeared in his mind after he finally killed a hundred people.

"What is life? Young people who can hear my words, you can think carefully. I will tell you my opinion when I am a thousand people."

The picture disappears, only this sentence.

In Chen Yang's left right eye, there was little light left, because hearing this sentence and seeing the figure of the holy immortal, he paid a price not only for himself, but also for the tragic deaths of his relatives after he failed to complete the killing for several times due to various accidents during this period.

His mother, died, his grandfather, died

Each death of a loved one will make the light in his eyes disappear. Such days continue to pass, and I don't know how long it has passed. When one day, the picture of the death of Chen Yang's last loved one came to his mind, the light in his eyes was like a weak flame, as if it could be completely extinguished at any time.

At this time, in this bloody prison, where even himself was dyed red, Chen Yang saw the figure of the saint for the third time and heard his words.

"Life... Is illusory, just a joke, just like the time of this universe is running out, and it will disappear and be restarted in 30 years... And we need a ceremony, a ceremony to kill God!"

This time, the information contained in the voice of the holy immortal was too big, but it fell on Chen Yang's ear, and his expression did not change, because in this small bloody prison, he saw a... Familiar figure in the newly arrived 100 monks a few days later.

"Little younger martial sister..." this is the first sentence Chen Yang said after the first murder. His expression also changed with the appearance of the figure, and with the utterance of the words, it became trembling, it became bright again, and it became a vision again.

Two people who once had an engagement met again in this bloody hell. Although there should be no warmth here, the appearance of the little junior sister gave Chen Yang's nearly withered life more motivation to live hard, because... That was his hope!

Cling to each other.

The arrival of the younger martial sister told him everything. As the saint said, his relatives were dead, and the outside world had undergone earth shaking changes. Without any signs, the planets began to collapse.

Countless lives are also crazy for no reason. The whole universe seems to be shaking

Chen Yang is silent. He doesn't want to think about the outside world anymore. He just wants to be here with his little junior sister and try to live until death comes.

But things are often different from what he thought. Although the strength of the two people is great, with the passage of time, Chen Yang's injuries are increasing. Although his cultivation is recovering, his injuries are not as serious as his injuries, and his bloody prison was finally opened one day.

Because he did it. Before the next batch of arrivals appeared, he finally left this bloody prison with only one living person, not because of his action, but because... Another person committed suicide.

This other person is the junior sister.

"Elder martial brother, the bloody prison is open. Let me help you to see what happened to the world... The universe." This is the whisper of the little junior sister before she committed suicide.

Holding the body of his younger martial sister, Chen Yang cried loudly, his body trembled violently, and more and more deep pain accumulated and erupted in the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, he also saw the bloody prison where he was. After opening it, a bloody world emerged in front of him... This world is vast and filled with a sea of blood, and the formation of this sea of blood is due to the convergence of blood flowing from countless islands.

The bloody prison is just an island. Outside the prison... It is a bigger heaven and earth prison. It is still bloody and hopeless.

Killing... It's still there. The rules don't disappear. Kill one every day.

As for the object, it is the monks who come out of their respective islands. Because there are too many islands here, the number of monks... Chen Yang can't calculate, but he has understood that this time, the so-called game involves not only the holy sect, but all the sects, all the young generations, have been sent in one after another.

If you don't kill, because there are no relatives to die long ago, all the punishment becomes a sharp pain from the tearing of your soul.

This is a kind of torture!

Because in this larger prison, although the number of monks is very large, everyone is struggling from the killing, and no one will be killed easily.

So more time, most people are in a state of punishment, the body, soul, everything, are tearing, are in severe pain.

"What's the matter with all this..." Chen Yang didn't know how long he could persist. He didn't even know what he was insisting on. How many times did he want to commit suicide.

"Maybe I want to hear the answer!"

Time passed slowly in his pain. Because he could not complete the task for a long time, Chen Yang lost all the light in his other eye after the severe pain reached a certain degree.

The whole world should turn black in his eyes, but after losing his eyes, what Chen Yang saw was blood, thick and incorporeal.

But he still insisted, for a long time, for a long time... Until Chen Yang's arms melted and half his body rotted, he could only be soaked in a sea of blood. The pain was hard to describe in words, but he was still alive and did not choose to commit suicide.

Although the voice of the saint immortal never appeared again, it seemed to forget here

Until I don't know how long it has passed, his other half of his body has also rotted, and only half of his head is left in the whole body. Obviously, he should have died, but he still lives in this strange state!

At this time, a cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Everyone is dead, why do you insist?"

"Because I have resentment in my heart, resentment against saints, resentment against everyone, resentment against this world, resentment against this universe..."

"I hate this world, I hate all life, I hate my fate!!"

"So... I want to live, I want to see the destruction of the universe with my own eyes!!" Chen Yang didn't know what he was talking about. He only knew that he was crazy.

The cold voice was silent for a long time, like a year, like a decade, or like a hundred years, before it came again.

"The six immortals of the universe want to make a weapon that can kill me and resolve the restart of the universe, so they have the bitter resentment of you and other sentient beings..."

"The six of them failed, and you... Are not their choice, and have been forgotten here. Unfortunately, these six people were stupid and chose the wrong goal. Otherwise, choosing you with such resentment may really kill me..."

"But after all, your resentment and hatred have cause and effect with me... I don't know what kind of character I will have when I wake up in my next life. I may become as kind as this life, but I think... If you become a weapon, it may be very interesting."

"A weapon that can kill me, and a weapon that gathers all your hatred and resentment."

"I'm looking forward to it." With the echo of the voice, a strong force gathered from all directions, swept through the wreckage of Chen Yang, and swept away his consciousness, making Chen Yang unable to see the world at this moment, which was completely different from when he was still looking.

It is dark here, like the universe, but without color, like the starry sky, but without stars. There is only a nothingness, and in that nothingness... There is a woman in White Palace clothes.

The woman looked peerless and stood there leisurely with an illusory book in her hand. At this moment, she raised her hand and turned the page in front of her. On this page, there was a picture of sentient beings, as if it represented everything in the universe.

Now, as she turned, she saw that this page was about to be turned, but at this moment, the woman's hand suddenly gave a meal.

"It seems... I've seen that special soul before..." the woman frowned, thought carefully, and sighed softly.

"It's it..." murmured, revealing a trace of memory in the woman's eyes.