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"Holy Witch, can you hear me?"
Lin Ming tried to transmit his true essence to Sheng Mei, but he didn't get any response.
At this time, Sheng Mei's face was slightly pale, her beautiful eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Obviously, Sheng Mei, including all these demons, could not withstand the huge soul tearing force just now, almost lost her soul up.
"What the hell is this..."
Lin Ming frowned. Even he himself, if he didn't have the Rubik's Cube in his hand, he probably wouldn't be able to bear the power.
Lin Ming noticed that many demons showed pain in their expressions, as if they were going through some terrible things.
At this time, as the whirlpool reversed, all the demons were separated further and further.
Lin Ming watched helplessly as the abyssal demons 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 deeper part, Hongmeng's abyssal demons had already disappeared.
"What is that soul tearing force?"
Lin Ming's mind sank slightly, and he hesitated for a moment. Lin Ming slightly 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 he carefully let himself fall into a state of dissociated consciousness.
The current Lin Ming can be said to be half-dream and half-awake. As long as he wants to, he can sink into the Rubik's Cube at any time, and then get out of this state instantly. However, he wants to know what this mysterious soul tearing force is. What is the mystery.
Gradually, Lin Ming felt his body getting lighter and lighter, and the endless lake water around him disappeared. The next moment, he came to a sunny world...
"this is… "
Looking at the tall house in front of me, and the house plaque. Lin Ming was stunned by the two big characters "Qi Xuan" written in cursive script.
Seven Profound Martial Houses
Mentioning the name of this Martial House, Lin Ming felt as if he had passed away.
This was the starting point of Lin Ming's martial arts journey, and it was already 12,000 years ago.
12,000 years, for high-level warriors whose lifespan can be hundreds of millions of years. It's just a very short period of experience in their lives. Sometimes, a long retreat will take 10,000 to 20,000 years.
But to Lin Ming, these twelve thousand years seemed to be an incomparably long time.
"Is this soul tearing force brought about by the old dreams in the depths of my memory? Let me relive these things?"
Lin Ming raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the Seven Xuanwu Mansion in the dream, and walked in with strides.
As he expected, he saw many familiar people back then.
Zhu Yan, Lan Yunyue, Qin Ziya, Qin Xingxuan...
Including some that have been hidden in the depths of my memory. People who usually don't remember at all, such as Bai Jingyun who has always had a good impression of him in the Qixuanwu Mansion, but then lost track of him...
Lin Ming calmly watched his past life with the mentality of a bystander.
He gradually understood that entering this murderous lake, this soul tearing force might be a test for the warrior's soul.
If the mind is not strong. It is easy to fall into the illusion and cannot extricate ourselves.
Lin Ming thought about it. The scene of the Seven Xuanwu Mansion was shattered, followed by the experience of the South China Sea Demon Realm...
All kinds of familiar characters and scenes appear one by one.
He saw Divine Phoenix Island and the invasion of the South China Sea Demon Territory.
When he saw himself entering the Divine Phoenix Secret Realm, he was mistaken for dead, and Ouyang Boyan, who had a grudge against him, attacked Qin Xingxuan, intending to kill Qin Xingxuan on Blood Fiend Island.
After I came out of the Divine Phoenix Secret Realm, I learned the news. Angry at the crown, he rode Suzaku across hundreds of thousands of miles, entered the Blood Fiend Island, and rescued Qin Xingxuan.
This was originally a very deep scene in Lin Ming's memory. At that time, he successfully rescued Qin Xingxuan, and made him deeply understand how happy it is not to lose.
However, in the memory of the dream, the result was completely different.
He saw "myself" fly into the Blood Demon Island, and the moment he found Qin Xingxuan, a blood demon suddenly rushed out from behind Qin Xingxuan, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Qin Xingxuan's neck!
But at this moment, Qin Xingxuan, who was already in complete despair, saw her just now, and her eyes were full of joy, tenderness, and no regrets.
Lin Ming's heart tightened, and he couldn't be indifferent anymore. He wanted to save Qin Xingxuan, but suddenly, he felt that his speed had become extremely slow. The realm of the day after tomorrow.
Then, he watched helplessly as the blood demon bit off Qin Xingxuan's neck.
With blood flying, all expressions on Qin Xingxuan's face froze in an instant, and time seemed to be completely frozen at this moment.
The smiling Qin Xingxuan formed a sharp contrast with the ferocious blood.
No-
Lin Ming let out a cry of surprise, breaking out in a cold sweat.
But the next moment, Lin Ming bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and suddenly woke up.
"It's fake!"
Lin Ming took a deep breath and panted violently. He told himself like this, as if he wanted to get rid of the terrible dream just now.
In his heart, Lin Ming knew that this was a fake, and his spirit had always maintained a slight connection with Rubik's Cube, but even so, when experiencing the scene just now, Lin Ming felt as if he was actually there, and almost fell into a Unable to extricate themselves from anger and grief.
"Horrible visions..."
Lin Ming was speechless secretly. He even suffered the state of losing his soul in an instant when he endured it. Then other demons, can they bear it
Lin Ming did not exit the illusion.
He wanted to continue to see what this strange soul tearing force would bring.
Next, scenes were staged one after another.
These scenes were all Lin Ming's real experience back then, but all things, their results were developing towards the worst direction.
When fighting for the Brahma Dragon Root in the Demon God Emperor's Palace, Lin Ming saw Xuanji see through his plot and was shot to death on the spot.
When facing Yang Yun in the Bronze Temple, Lin Ming saw that his consciousness was taken away by Yang Yun. From then on, his body was occupied by Yang Yun, always wearing a cruel and unfamiliar smile.
Next, face Tian Mingzi and the enemies on Shura Road. Lin Ming saw himself being killed again and again.
On the way, there was also the experience that the Rubik's Cube was discovered, and I was desperate to the end of the world, and finally my soul was drawn out to refine the marrow.
He even saw the Holy Son of Creation occupy Xiaomoxian after defeating him.
Seeing the scene where the Son of Creation tortured Xiao Moxian, Lin Ming almost lost his soul again.
"Peng!"
Lin Ming smashed the screen in front of him with one punch. The originally grinning Holy Son of Creation was shattered into pieces, Lin Ming panted heavily, in this dream, it seemed that the scene he was most afraid of was specially presented!
If there was no Rubik's Cube, Lin Ming didn't know if he would have the confidence to make it through...
"Such a powerful illusion, let's say I have an eternal soul, what about other people, such as Shengmei..."
Lin Ming thought of Sheng Mei, a woman who didn't know whether she was an enemy or a friend. Inevitably, a trace of worry arose in Lin Ming's heart.
It would be fine if Shengmei didn't have any demons.
If she had inner demons, she would be extremely bad in this illusion of the soul!
Lin Ming was considered resolute, but he didn't dare to say that he didn't have demons.
The so-called inner demons are the things that warriors desire or fear the most.
The stronger this obsession, the stronger the demon.
And a powerful warrior. The inner demon will also be strong, once such an illusion appears. Or at the critical moment of impacting the realm, the inner demons may cause troubles and flare up, and may even make the warrior go mad, or become a lunatic.
"Shengmei, does she have demons?"
Lin Ming muttered to himself. For some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition...
…
The dark gray lake stretches as far as the eye can see, and a crazy vortex sweeps through the lake. There is a peerless woman in a black dress. Wandering wantonly in the lake, her long hair fluttered and bloomed in the lake, like black roses blooming and withering.
At this time, Sheng Mei's face was completely pale, without a trace of blood...
Sheng Mei IX reincarnated perfectly, and his soul has been tempered for a long time, and he is already extremely powerful, not even much worse than Lin Ming.
However…
Her demons are also extremely powerful.
In her soul, there are too many fears and desires...
…
It was a huge circular building similar to an arena, and in the center of the building stood a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old.
She has a pair of bright and dark eyes, a pair of small hands carved like jade, and her face is pink, like a ripe apple, extremely cute.
On her face, it seems that she can vaguely 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. Her small jade-like hand was holding a big sword.
This big sword was taller than the little girl's body, and she had to hold the big sword with both hands together.
Along the thick hilt, blood dripped continuously, and the ground around the little girl was full of broken flesh, internal organs, and mutilated corpses, which looked like a slaughterhouse.
The little girl lowered her head, and the point of the heavy sword touched the ground. The little girl gasped heavily.
"Can we continue?"
At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.
The little girl was startled, and raised her head. Under the bangs, a porcelain doll-like face was revealed. Between the little girl's eyebrows, there was a faint red vertical line, like a petal.
"I am so tired… "
The little girl opened her mouth with difficulty, and at this time, not far from the little girl, was standing an old man in fine clothes.
This old man was thin, but his bones were broad, his facial features were very deep, and he looked majestic. He was not a soul race, nor a human saint race, but an ancient god race.
"On the battlefield, the enemy will not give you time to rest..."
The old man spoke indifferently, and waved his hand lightly. Not far behind him, an iron fence was opened.
Inside the iron fence, there are black creatures with chains on their bodies.
They are... abyssal demons!
And for some reason, the abyssal demon became mad.
"Roar!"
Dozens of abyssal demons roared, looking at the little girl with ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes.
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