Chapter 1170

At the end of the Styx handprint, millions of feet away, at the top of the huge mountain, there is a magnificent statue. This statue is a middle-aged man who can't see his face clearly.

He bowed his head, as if looking into the abyss, with a strong smell of death emanating from him, as if he had become one of the sources of the Styx river.

Under the statue, outside the black temple, Wang Baole at the moment pushed open the wooden door of the temple and walked in with determination.

No matter what the previous entrants were, whether there was any insurmountable danger after entering, Wang Baole had to go in. He entered here not for himself, but for his senior brother.

In order to ring the friendship once, in order to repay the bottom of my heart.

It doesn't matter whether it's dangerous or not. What matters is that Wang Baole thinks he should go in and do so.

So his steps were firm. At the moment of falling, he crossed the threshold and walked into the temple. At the moment of entering... It seemed that he had entered another world.

There seems to be no difference between the inner door and the outer door, but only those who really step into the life here will know that the inside and the outside are different. The outside world is the bottom of the Styx, full of death, while the temple... There is another heaven and earth, that is a world.

A big, but very small world, is said to be big, because it can't see the edge at a glance, and the divine consciousness can't cover it all. The reason why it is said to be small is that in this magnificent world, there is no other existence, only one body occupies less than half of the world, and the woman in red and the puppets arranged neatly in front of her.

Most of these puppets are dim, and only three or five of them are shining at the moment.

There is also a song of nothingness spread from this woman's mouth.

"One mouth, one eye, one body, with soul, flesh and bone..."

"There are a wide range of illusory eyes, but there are more dark trees..."

"There are mouth, eyes, body, soul, flesh and bone..."

"All I heard was snot, except for the little tiger..."

This song came in a flutter, with a strange call, more like a requiem song. When it fell in Wang Baole's ear, his footsteps stung and his eyes showed a touch of confusion, but soon this confusion was forcibly suppressed by him, and the bottom of his heart was even more shocked by this song.

It's really the content of this song, some... Think carefully.

When he looked at it, he saw that in this world, the huge woman in red was singing songs while taking out the shining ones in front of him, as if they were making.

As for the materials... Wang Baole is familiar with that. It is the body of the friars of the nether sect who entered here before. Although not all the friars of the nether sect are here, at least 70% of them exist, and each of these friars of the nether sect seems to be asleep and let the woman pinch them.

The woman's appearance is also very frightening. She has no nose, only one eye on her face, and a big bloody mouth. In this soft song, Wang Baole's eyes contract, and his body's cultivation runs. He feels a strong threat on the woman.

This threat has nothing to do with the way of heaven, but comes from the soul, as if his soul was shaking uncontrollably at this moment, in this way to remind him that here... Is extremely dangerous!

In particular, Wang Baole saw that the material of the puppet being made in the hands of the woman in red at the moment... Was a monk who had just entered here before him.

At the moment, with Wang Baole's own eyes, the friar with light on his body was held in his hand by the woman in red. With a very random twist, he actually pulled the Friar's head down. When he pulled it down, it was obvious that some virtual shadows appeared on the friar.

There are friars, mortals, beasts and plants in these virtual shadows. If Wang Baole had no experience of destiny star, he would not have seen it thoroughly, but at this moment, he was shocked and immediately realized that those virtual shadows should be the body of this friar in his previous life.

"What kind of existence is this? It can actually act directly on the origin of the soul. The head pulled down is not this life, but its real origin!"

Without blood, it was as if the monk had become a pieced together dead object in some strange technique, and his head was pressed on another puppet by the woman in red.

At the same time, the monk's body was quickly broken down. His arms, his legs, and his body seemed to become parts, which were installed on other puppets.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shrink again, without waiting for him to take action. Suddenly, the woman in red's song was a meal, and the corners of her mouth showed a smiling expression. She looked up as if she was very happy, and looked at Wang Baole with her one eye.

"There are mouths, eyes, bodies, souls, flesh and bones." The cheerful voice echoed, the woman in red raised her right hand and pointed to Wang Baole. Wang Baole wanted to dodge, but this finger fell, which did not give him any chance to dodge at all. His mind roared. The next moment, he saw his body in horror, incredibly uncontrolled, slowly stiff, and step by step, he walked towards the woman in red.

Finally, he walked in front of him and stopped behind the puppets. Without moving, his consciousness gradually fell asleep, and everything in front of him slowly spent until it was completely blurred.

As time went by, the song of the woman in red became more cheerful, but instead of picking up Wang Baole, who turned into a puppet, he took a look at it from time to time. But whenever the puppet's body radiated light, it would happily grab it out, decompose it, and install parts on other puppets.

At the moment, Wang Baole, with the disappearance of consciousness, but when his eyes were bright again, he was no longer in the temple, but in a familiar battlefield.

There is no vegetation around. Looking from the ground, there is a basin everywhere. Looking up, the sky is starry, and not far from the starry sky, there is a blue star.

It looks familiar.

"Earth?" Wang Baole was stunned. The next moment, someone immediately pushed him. This person Wang Baole was also familiar with. It was... Jin doming of the Federation!

"How about changing it?" Jin Duoming winked at Wang Baole.

"For what?" Wang Baole said blankly. Jin Duoming looked at Wang Baole in surprise, muttered a few words, didn't pay attention, but turned and walked away.

Looking at Jin Duoming who was far away, Wang Baole looked around. After a long time, his mind gradually became clear and recalled everything. He remembered that he had been in the ethereal Taoist temple before, and had obtained the qualification to test on the moon, so he wanted to build a foundation here.

"Yes, build the foundation!" Wang Baole's heart was shocked, his eyes showed a bright light, quickly looked around, and with great and complete cultivation, he galloped towards the distance.

Along the way, he saw those strange and ferocious beasts unique to the moon, whether they were moon immortals or those evil spirits who were full of evil spirit when they saw people, which made Wang Baole have to be careful. At the same time, there were also familiar figures that gradually appeared in Wang Baole's eyes.

This makes Wang Baole completely immersed in the world, not aware of the problems here, and not aware of his current state, which is very wrong.

At the same time, in the Styx River, under the statue, in the temple, in the heaven and earth where the woman in red is located, the statue of Wang Baole suddenly radiates light from the original gloom, as if it represents maturity, which makes the woman in red cheer, raise her hand and grasp the puppet turned into Wang Baole, hold his head with joy, and pull it outward

Under this pull, the shadow of Wang Baole's previous life suddenly changed. Whether it was a Protoss, a zombie, a deer, or a resentful soldier, it seemed to be pulled off in an instant, but at this time, in Wang Baole's shadow of his previous life, the black wood board was also brought out by the other party's magic power, making the woman in red pull... Unexpectedly did not pull!

The woman was stunned.

At the same time, in the lunar world that Wang Baole was immersed in, he was carefully trying to build a foundation. His body suddenly shook, and the nothingness around him shook violently. It seemed that there was a strong pull, which came not from the earth, but from the stars, from all directions, from all directions, and finally converged on his neck.

But in the process of pulling, it seemed that the other party used all his strength and didn't pull his neck to break, and gradually the world calmed down, while Wang Baole showed a struggle in his eyes, shook his head, touched his neck, and his eyes showed suspicion.

"Who's pulling my neck?"

In the next moment, the world shook again, with greater strength and stronger pull!

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Writing, later chapter 2