Chen Yang doesn’t want to die!

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

Two people who were imprisoned with cultivation and lack of magic power started a fight in this cave-like hiding place, and Chen Yang finally won.

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

However, the sadness revealed by the young man's eyes before his death and the last words before he died made Chen Yang stunned.

"You will soon understand whether it is true or not."

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

Chen Yang had never seen this old man, but he had seen the statue of the other party. He was the creator of the Holy Sect, one of the only six immortals in this universe, and the Holy Sect's people all called him the Holy Immortal Ancestor.

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

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

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, if you don't want to participate, commit suicide or be killed, but if you want to continue participating, then when you kill a hundred people, I will tell you a little bit of the answer you want to know."

"And so on, at every node of one thousand people, ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people, one million people, or even ten million people, I will tell you some of the answers until the end... I don't know who is qualified to get the complete answer from me!"

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

A few days later, almost 90% of their 100 people died. At this time... another group of 100 monks descended in this bloody prison.

So a new killing began, one day, one!

Every few days, a hundred people will come again, causing the color of this blood prison to gradually turn into blood. Even the ground gathers into blood mud, stench, decay, and death, which continues to permeate here, becoming deeper and deeper.

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

It's repeated over and over again, surpassing the nightmare.

As the days passed, Chen Yang's ears were gone, and a hideous scar appeared on his nose, and one of his legs became lame.

These costs were exchanged for the figure of the holy immortal that finally came to his mind after he finally killed a hundred people.

"What is life? You can think carefully for the younger generation who can hear this sentence from me. I will tell you my opinion when there are thousands of people."

The picture disappeared, and there was only this sentence.

There was not much light left in Chen Yang's left right eye. Because when he heard this sentence and saw the figure of the holy immortal, the price he paid was not only himself, but also during this period, after he failed to complete the killing several times due to various accidents and failed to complete the killing, the tragic deaths of his relatives that appeared in his mind.

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

Every death of a relative will make the light in his eyes disappear. Such days continue to pass and repeat. I don’t know how long it has passed. When one day, the scene of Chen Yang’s last relative’s death appeared in 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 prison where blood was permeated and even dyed red, Chen Yang saw the figure of the Holy Immortal for the third time and heard his words.

"Life... is illusory, it's just a joke, just like the time in this universe is not long, and it will die and be restarted in thirty years... and we need a ritual, a ritual to kill God!"

This time, the information contained in the voice of the holy immortal was too great, but it fell into Chen Yang's ears. His expression did not change much, because in this small blood-colored prison, he saw a... familiar figure from the newly arrived one hundred monks a few days later.

"Little Junior Sister..." This is the first time after the murder. Until now, Chen Yang said the first sentence. His expression also appeared with the figure. As the words were spoken, it became trembling, and it became light again, and it became a longing again.

The two people who had been engaged met again in this bloody hell. Although there should not be warm here, the appearance of the young junior sister gave Chen Yang's almost withered life and more motivation to live hard, because... that was his hope!

Rely on each other.

The arrival of the junior sister told him everything. As the Holy Immortal said, his relatives were all dead, and the outside world also changed drastically. The planets began to collapse without any signs.

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

Chen Yang was silent. He no longer wanted to think about the outside world. He just wanted to live here with his junior sister until death came.

But things are often different from what he thought. Although the two people are very powerful, as time goes by, Chen Yang's body is getting more and more injured. Although his cultivation is recovering, it is not as serious as the injuries. The Blood Prison where he is located is finally opened one day.

Because he did it, before the next group of arrivals appeared, the Blood Prison was finally left with only one living person. This was not because of his actions, but because... another person committed suicide.

This other person is the junior sister.

"Brother, the Blood Prison is opened. Please help you see what's wrong with this world... this universe." This is the gentle whispering [     www.biquwu.biz] before the youngest sister committed suicide.

Holding the little junior sister's body, Chen Yang cried, crying loudly, his body trembled violently, and the pain became deeper and deeper, and it continued to accumulate in his heart and burst out.

At the same time, he also saw the blood-colored prison where he was. After it was opened, a blood-colored world appeared in front of him... This world is vast and boundless, and it is filled with a sea of ​​blood. The formation of this sea of ​​blood is formed by the gathering of blood flowing out from countless islands.

The Bloody Prison is just a small island. Outside the prison... it is a larger prison of heaven and earth, still bloody, still hopeless.

Killing... is still there, the rules have not disappeared, kill one every day.

As for the target, they were monks who walked out of their own islands. Because there were too many islands here, the number of monks... Chen Yang could not calculate it, but he already understood that this time, the so-called game was not only involved in the Holy Sect, but all the sects and all the younger generations were sent in one after another.

If you were not killed, you would have no relatives to die, and all the punishment would become a severe pain from your own soul.

This is a torture!

Because in this larger prison, although there are a large number of monks, each one struggles from the killing, and no one will be killed easily.

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

"What's wrong with all this..." Chen Yang didn't know how long he could hold on, and he didn't even know what he was insisting on. How many times he had thought of committing suicide.

"Maybe, I want to hear the answer!"

Time passed slowly in his pain. Because he was unable to complete the task for a long time, Chen Yang lost all his light after the severe pain reached a certain level.

The whole world should turn black in his eyes, but after losing his eyes, what Chen Yang saw was a bloody color, a thick, unsolvable blood color.

But he still insisted, for a long time, for a long time... Until Chen Yang's arms melted and half of his body rotted, he could only soak in the 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 holy immortal never appeared again, it seemed that he had forgotten this place...

Until no one knew how long it had passed, his other half of his body also rotted, and only half of his head was left in his whole body. He should have died, but he still lived in this strange state!

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

"Everyone is dead, why do you still have to persist?"

"Because I have grievances in my heart, my grievances towards the Holy Immortals, my grievances towards everyone, my grievances towards the world, my grievances towards this universe..."

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

"So... I want to live, I want to see the destruction of this 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 ten years, or a hundred years before it came again.

"The six immortals in this universe want to create a weapon that can kill me and resolve the restart of the universe, so they have the terrifying resentment of you and all living beings..."

"The six of them failed, and you... were not their choice, they have been forgotten here. Unfortunately, these six people were stupid and chose the wrong target. Otherwise, if you choose this level of resentment, you might be able to kill me..."

"But in the end, your resentment and hatred have cause and effect with me... I don't know what kind of personality I will be after waking up in the next life. It may be like this life, or it may become extremely kind, 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." As the sound echoed, a powerful force gathered from all directions, swept through Chen Yang's wreckage, and swept away his consciousness, making Chen Yang unable to see the world he was in at this moment, which was completely different from when his eyes were still there.

Here is a dark place, like the universe, but without color, like the starry sky, but without stars, there is only a void, and the figure of a woman in white palace costumes that exists in that void...

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

Now, as she turned it up, the page was about to be turned over, but at this moment, the woman's hand suddenly paused.

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