Chen Yang doesn't want to die!

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

Two people who were imprisoned in cultivation and had no mana started a fight in this cave-like hiding place, and in the end Chen Yang won.

He blinded one eye, and at the cost of this, he broke the young man's neck.

It's just that the young man's gaze before he died, the sadness revealed and the last words before his last breath made Chen Yang stunned.

"You quickly understand whether it's true or not. ”

This sentence echoed in Chen Yang's mind, until the arrival of midnight on this day, the picture that appeared in Chen Yang's mind did not appear for the first time, but an old man appeared.

This old man, Chen Yang has never seen it, but he has seen the statue of the other party, he is ...... The creator of the Holy Sect, one of the only six immortals in this universe, the people of the Holy Sect, all call him the Holy Immortal Ancestor.

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

"Don't question, don't expect, it's not a trial, it's not a test, what you see, it's true, if you see a relative or friend die, it's a real death. ”

"Believe it or not, if you don't want to participate, you can kill yourself or be killed, but if you want to continue to participate, then when you kill a hundred people, I will tell you the answer you want to know. ”

And so on, at every node of a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, or even ten million, I will tell you part of the answer until the end...... I don't know who is qualified, from the old man, get a complete answer!"

The picture disappeared, Chen Yang stood there in a daze, silent for a long, long time, until finally, he walked out of the hiding place, at this time, there was still the light of the past in his eyes, although it was a little dim, but it was still there.

A few days later, almost ninety percent of their 100 people died, and at this time, ...... Another group of 100 monks descended on this bloody prison.

And so a new killing began, one day, one another!

And every few days, a hundred people will come again, so that the color of this blood prison will slowly and completely become blood, and even the ground will gather into blood mud, and the stench, decay, and the breath of death will continue to permeate here, getting deeper and deeper.

It seems that there is no end, as if it will never appear, when there is only one living person left, because within one day, when one person kills the second person, there will be an invisible force that will come and weaken the killer again and again, making the killer more and more weak, difficult to continue, and can only be counter-killed by the person who has the killing quota that day!

Cycle after cycle, beyond the nightmare.

The days passed like this, Chen Yang's ears were gone, a hideous scar appeared on his nose, and one leg was lame.

These prices, in exchange for the fact that he finally waited for the killing of a hundred people, the figure of the Holy Immortal resurfaced in his mind.

"What is life? Juniors who can hear the old man's words, you can think carefully, and the old man will tell you my opinion when there are thousands of people. ”

The picture disappears, and there is only this one sentence.

In Chen Yang's only remaining right eye, there is not much light left, because when he heard this sentence and saw the figure of the Holy Immortal, the price he paid was not only himself, but also the tragic deaths of his relatives who came to his mind again and again after he failed to complete the killing due to various accidents several times during this time.

His mother, dead, his grandfather, died......

Every time a loved one dies, the light in his eyes will disappear some, such days continue to pass, over and over again, I don't know how long has passed, when one day, the picture of Chen Yang's last relative died, when he came to his mind, the light in his eyes was like a faint flame, as if it could be completely extinguished at any time.

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

"Life...... It's illusory, it's just a joke, it's like time is running out for this universe, and in thirty years, it will die out, it will be restarted...... And we need a ceremony, a ...... The ritual of slaughtering the gods!"

This time, the information contained in the voice of the Holy Immortal was too big, but it fell on Chen Yang's ears, and his expression did not change, because in this small blood-colored prison, he saw a ...... from among the newly descended hundred monks a few days later Familiar figure.

"Little junior sister ......" This is the first time after the killing, until now, the first sentence Chen Yang spoke, his expression, with the appearance of the figure, with the words spoken, became trembling, changed to shine again, and changed to longing again.

Two people who once had a marriage contract, met again, but in this bloody hell, although there should be no warmth here, but the appearance of the little junior sister made Chen Yang's almost withered life have more motivation to work hard to live, because ...... That's his hope!

Nestle up to each other.

The arrival of the little junior sister told him everything, as the saint said, his relatives have died, and the outside world has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and the planets have begun to collapse without any warning.

Countless lives are also crazy for no reason, and the entire universe seems to be trembling......

Chen Yang was silent, he didn't want to think about the outside world anymore, he just wanted to be here with his little junior sister and work hard to live until death came.

But things are often different from what he thinks, although the strength of the two people is very great, but as time goes by, Chen Yang's body has more and more injuries, although his cultivation is recovering, but it can't compare to the severity of the injuries, and the bloody prison where he is finally opened one day.

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

This other person is the little junior sister.

"Senior brother, the Scarlet Prison is open, help you take a look, this world ...... What the hell is going on in this universe. This is the whispering of the little sister before she committed suicide.

Holding the corpse of the little junior sister, Chen Yang cried, crying loudly, his body trembled violently, and the pain became deeper and deeper, accumulating and erupting in his heart.

At the same time, he also saw the blood-colored prison where he was, and after opening it, a blood-colored world appeared in front of him...... This world, vast and boundless, is 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 Scarlet Prison is just a small island, outside the prison...... It's a bigger prison of heaven and earth, still bloody, still hopeless.

Slaughter...... It's still there, the rules, the same haven't disappeared, every day, kill one.

As for the objects, they are monks who have come out of their respective islands, because there are too many islands here, and the number of monks is ...... Chen Yang couldn't calculate, but he already understood that this time the so-called game was not only participating in the Holy Sect, but all the sects, all the younger generations, were sent in one after another.

If you don't kill, because you have no relatives to die for, all punishment becomes a tearing pain from your own soul.

It's torture!

Because in this larger prison, although there are a large number of monks, each one of them struggles from the killing, and none of them can be killed easily.

So more time, most people are in a state of punishment, the body, the soul, everything, is torn apart, all are in severe pain.

"All this, what's going on......" Chen Yang didn't know how long he could hold on, and even he didn't know what he was holding on, how many times, he thought about suicide.

"Perhaps, I want to hear the answer!"

Time passed slowly in his pain, and because he couldn't complete the task for a long time, Chen Yang lost all the light in his other eye after the severe pain reached a certain level.

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

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

Although the voice of the Holy Immortal never appeared again, it seemed to have forgotten here......

Until I don't know how long it has been, the other half of his body has also rotted, and only half of his head is left in his entire body, obviously he should be dead, but he is still alive in this strange state!

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

"Everyone is dead, why do you still hold on?"

"Because I have a grudge in my heart, a grudge against the saints, a grudge against everyone, a grudge against this world, and a grudge against this universe......"

"I hate this heaven and earth, I hate all life, I hate my fate!!"

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

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

"The six immortals of this universe want to create a blade that can kill me and dissolve the restart of the universe, so there is a terrible grudge against you and other sentient beings......"

"The six of them failed, and you ...... It's not their choice, it's forgotten here, it's a pity that these six people are stupid and chose the wrong target, otherwise you who choose to be resentful to such a level, maybe you can really kill me......"

"But in the end, your resentment and hatred have cause and effect with me...... I don't know what kind of character I will be in my next life when I wake up, I may be like this life, or I may become very kind, but I want to ...... It might be interesting if you were a weapon. ”

"A weapon that can kill me, 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 over Chen Yang's wreckage, and swept away his consciousness, so that at this moment, Chen Yang could not see the world where he was, and it was completely different from when his eyes were still there.

It's pitch black, like the universe, but there is no color, it's like a starry sky, but there are no stars, it's just nothingness, and in that nothingness...... There is a figure of a woman in a white palace dress.

This woman has a peerless appearance, standing there leisurely, with an illusory book in her hand, and at this moment she raises her hand and turns the page in front of her, on this page, there are pictures of all beings, as if representing everything in this universe.

And now, as she turned the page, she saw that the page was about to be turned, but at this moment, the woman's hand suddenly froze.

"Like...... I've seen that somewhat special soul ...... before," the woman frowned, and after thinking carefully, she sighed softly.

"It turned out to be it......" muttered, and the woman's eyes showed a trace of reminiscence.

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