Martial World

"Holy Witch, can you hear me?"

Lin Ming tried to transmit his true essence to Sheng Mei, but he didn't get a response. ↑,

At this time, Shengmei's face was slightly pale, her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Obviously, Shengmei, including these many demons, could not withstand the huge tearing force of the soul just now, almost lost the soul. .

"What is this..."

Lin Ming frowned. Even himself, if he hadn't possessed the Rubik's Cube, he probably wouldn't be able to bear this power.

Lin Ming noticed that many demons had a painful look on their faces, as if they were going through something terrible.

At this time, as the vortex reversed, all the demons were separated further and further.

Lin Ming watched helplessly as the abyss demon of the Underworld Alliance, as well as Sheng Mei, were getting farther and farther away from him in a state of confusion.

As for the depths, the abyss demon of Hongmeng has long been invisible.

"What is that soul tearing force?"

Lin Ming's thoughts sank, he hesitated for a while, Lin Ming let go of the spiritual connection between the Rubik's Cube and himself.

In an instant, that soul tearing force came again.

Lin Ming's soul was pulling the Rubik's Cube, and carefully, he let himself fall into a state of free consciousness.

The current Lin Ming can be said to be half asleep and half awake. As long as he wants, he can sink his consciousness into the Rubik's Cube at any time, and then get out of this state in an instant. However, now he wants to know, what is the power of this mysterious soul tearing? What a mystery.

Gradually, Lin Ming felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter. The endless lake water around him disappeared. The next moment, he came to a sunny world...

"This is……"

Look at the tall house in front of you, and the plaque on the house. Lin Ming was stunned by the words "Qi Xuan" written in lines.

Seven Profound Martial Palace?

When he mentioned the name of this martial arts residence, Lin Ming felt as if he had passed away.

This was the starting point of Lin Ming's martial arts path. Looking back, it was already 12,000 years ago.

Twelve thousand years, for a high-level warrior with a life span of hundreds of millions of years. It's just a very short period of experience in their lives. Sometimes, one or two thousand years will pass after a long retreat.

But to Lin Ming, these 12,000 years seemed to be a very long time ago.

"Is this soul tearing force brought about by the past and old dreams in my memory? Let me relive these things?"

Lin Ming raised his head and glanced at the plaque of the Seven Profound Martial Palace in the dream, and walked in.

As he expected, he saw many people who were familiar with him back then.

Zhu Yan, Lan Yunyue, Qin Ziya, Qin Xingxuan...

Including some that have been hidden in the depths of their own memory. People who usually don't remember at all, such as the Seven Profound Martial Palace, that Bai Jingyun who has always had a good impression of him, but then lost news...

With the mentality of a bystander, Lin Ming calmly looked at his past life.

He gradually understood that entering this killing lake, this soul tearing force may be a test of the martial artist's soul.

If you are not mentally strong. It is easy to fall into a fantasy and cannot extricate oneself.

Lin Ming thought about it. The scene of the Seven Profound Martial Palace was shattered, and then, the experience of the South China Sea Demon Region...

All kinds of familiar characters and familiar scenes appear one by one.

He saw Divine Phoenix Island, and saw the invasion of the South China Sea Demon Territory.

He saw that he entered the mysterious realm of the Divine Phoenix, and was mistakenly thought to be dead, and Ouyang Boyan, who had a grudge against him, attacked Qin Xingxuan and wanted to kill Qin Xingxuan on Xuesha Island.

After I came out of the Divine Phoenix Mystery Realm, I learned the news. Chongguan was furious, and rode Suzaku across hundreds of thousands of miles to enter Xuesha Island to save Qin Xingxuan.

This was originally a very deep scene in Lin Ming's memory. At that time, he successfully rescued Qin Xingxuan, which made him deeply understand how happy it is not to lose.

However, in the memory of the dream, the result was completely different.

The moment he saw "self" flying into the Bloody Island and found Qin Xingxuan, a Gorefiend suddenly rushed out from behind Qin Xingxuan, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Qin Xingxuan's neck!

At this moment, Qin Xingxuan, who was already completely desperate, just saw herself, her eyes were full of joy, tenderness, and no regrets.

Lin Ming's heart tightened, and he could no longer be indifferent in his heart. He tried to save Qin Xingxuan, but suddenly, he felt that his speed had become extremely slow. He had suddenly dropped from a true god-level cultivation base to a mere amount when he rescued Qin Xingxuan. The realm of the postnatal period.

Then, he watched helplessly, the blood demon bit Qin Xingxuan's neck.

The blood flew, and all the expressions on Qin Xingxuan's face solidified in an instant, and time seemed to be completely frozen at this moment.

The smiling Qin Xingxuan formed a stark contrast with the savage blood.

Do not--

Lin Ming exclaimed and broke out in a cold sweat.

Just the next moment, Lin Ming bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly came to his senses.

"It's fake!"

Lin Ming took a deep breath and gasped violently. He told himself this, as if he wanted to get rid of the terrible dream just now.

In his heart, Lin Ming clearly knew that this was fake, and his soul had always maintained a slight connection with the Rubik's Cube, but even so, when he experienced the scene just now, Lin Ming had a feeling of being there and almost fell into Unable to extricate herself from anger and grief.

"A terrifying fantasy..."

Lin Ming was stunned secretly. Even when he could endure it, his soul was instantly lost, so other demons, can they endure it?

Lin Ming did not leave the illusion.

He wanted to continue to see what this bizarre soul tearing force would bring.

Next, the scenes were staged one after another.

These scenes were all Lin Ming's true experiences back then, but all the things, their results were developing in the worst direction.

While competing for the Brahma Heaven Dragon Root in the Demon God Emperor's Palace, Lin Ming saw that Xuan Mo had seen through his plan, and he was killed on the spot.

When facing Yang Yun in the bronze temple, Lin Ming saw that his consciousness was taken over by Yang Yun. Since then, his body was occupied by Yang Yun, and he always wore a cruel and unfamiliar smile.

Next, face Tian Mingzi and face the enemies of Shura Road. Lin Ming saw himself being killed again and again.

In the middle of the journey, there was also the experience of the Rubik's Cube being discovered by others, the end of his life, and finally being extracted from the soul.

He even saw that after the Son of Fortune defeated him, he occupied Xiao Moxian.

Seeing the scene where the Son of Fortune destroyed the little devil, Lin Ming almost lost his soul again.

"Pong!"

Lin Ming smashed the scene in front of him with one punch. The originally grinning Holy Son of Fortune was shattered into pieces. Lin Ming gasped for breath. In this dream, it seemed that he was specifically presenting the scene he was most afraid of!

If there is no Rubik's Cube, Lin Ming doesn't know if he is confident enough to survive...

"Such a powerful illusion, I have the eternal soul, so what about other people, such as Shengmei..."

Lin Ming thought of Sheng Mei, and to this woman who didn't know whether she was an enemy or a friend. In Lin Ming's heart, there was inevitably a trace of worry.

It would be better if Shengmei didn't have any demons.

If she has an inner demon, then in this soul illusion, she will be extremely bad!

Lin Ming was considered determined and determined, but he did not dare to say that he had no inner demons.

The so-called inner demons are the things that warriors desire the most, or fear the most.

The stronger this obsession, the stronger the demon.

And a powerful warrior. Inner demons will also be strong, once a fantasy like this appears. Or at the critical moment of hitting the realm, the inner demon may be haunted, and it may even make the warrior go crazy or become a lunatic.

"Sheng Mei, will she have a demon?"

Lin Ming muttered to himself. For some unknown reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition...

...

The dark gray lake water is endless, and a crazy whirlpool swept in the lake, a peerless woman wearing a black dress. Wandering freely in this lake, her long hair fluttered and bloomed in the lake, like black roses, blooming and withering.

At this time, Shengmei's face was completely pale, and there was no trace of blood...

Shengmei Ninth was reincarnated completely, and her divine soul had been tempered for a long time.

However……

Her demons are also extremely powerful.

In her soul, there are too many things to fear and long for...

...

It was a huge ring-shaped building similar to a gladiatorial arena. In the center of the building, stood a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old.

She has bright and dark eyes, a pair of small hands carved like jade, and her face is pink like a ripe apple, which is extremely cute.

On her face, it seems vaguely that she can find the shadow of Shengmei...

Such a cute little girl, at this moment, her face was stained with scarlet blood, and her arms were also covered in blood, and her small jade-like hand was holding a large sword.

This big sword is taller than the little girl's body. She has to hold both hands together to be able to hold the big sword firmly.

Along the thick hilt, blood dripped continuously, and on the ground around the little girl, there were all broken flesh, internal organs, and mutilated corpses, which looked like a slaughterhouse.

The little girl lowered her head, the heavy sword pointed to the ground, and the little girl gasped.

"Can we continue?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.

The little girl was startled and raised her head. Under the bangs, there was a face like a porcelain doll. There was a faint red vertical stripe between the little girl's eyebrows, like a petal.

"I'm so tired……"

The little girl spoke with difficulty, and at this moment, not far from the little girl, stood an old man in Chinese clothes.

This old man was thin, but his bones were wide, his facial features were very deep, and he looked majestic. He was not a soul race, nor a human saint, but an ancient god.

"On the battlefield, the enemy will not give you time to rest..."

The old man said lightly, waved his hand gently, and not far behind him, an iron fence was opened.

In this iron fence, there are black creatures wrapped in chains.

They are... abyss demons!

And for some reason, the abyss demon was maddened.

"Roar!"

Dozens of abyss demons roared and looked at the little girl, full of hideousness and bloodthirsty.

...(To be continued..) u