The distorted air gradually gained a different kind of distortion at this moment.
Silver light suddenly descended, and at this moment, the originally calm bell suddenly burst out with violent energy.
Emperor Jueshang's face was serious, and he didn't care about the excessive force he had just used.
He directly made the sickle smaller and pointed it at the bell.
Then he looked at Murong Wu first and found that the latter was fine.
He was obviously relieved, and then he Then he glanced at the woman who came out halfway, and surprise flashed in her eyes.
Time and the situation did not allow them to hesitate.
Ling Ding, who was going crazy again, was obviously more difficult to control than before.
Fortunately, with Di Jue Shang and two people who knew what was going on, things would be much better.
Seeing Di Jueshang coming, Murong Wu also breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart that had been hanging around finally calmed down.
Seeing that his face didn't look good, she didn't ask.
The puppet on the bed has no soul, only a body is left, and this body seems to be slowly disappearing little by little.
At this moment, all they can do is control this crazy bell.
Grief, sorrow, resentment, anger, all negative emotions linger in the space and penetrate into their souls little by little.
Di Jueshang was the one who knew what was going on best.
His lips were pursed, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his face was a little pale. why why so painful who am I A ray of consciousness struggles with the pain of being separated from the soul, the pain of being deprived of consciousness, and is constantly tortured.
What am I?
Why am I in so much pain?
Where am I?
Something seemed to be imprisoned in the bell, and it was constantly destroying it in pain and craziness.
What memory?
Who is he without?
Why does it hurt?
Chaos, there is chaos in the blank, Lian Meng no longer exists, but the memory that was confused because of Lian Meng seems to have not changed, or in other words, has become more serious.
Murong Wu didn't know how to react to all this.
It was beyond her knowledge, and to the two monsters, it was also a fantasy, but it was actually happening.
The dark and weak breath is getting closer and closer, and the twisted space is distorted again.
No one here seems to notice that it is approaching, but Why is it so familiar?
What is approaching the darkness?
I can’t see it.
What is it?
Di Jueshang ignored the approaching darkness, either because he didn't know or because he was disdainful.
Obviously, this woman and Murong Wu also noticed it, but they ignored it.
The darkness is approaching and twisting.
The wailing sounds seem to penetrate the darkness bit by bit, and the darkness seems to have no power to resist it.
The wind is crying.
The sky, which had been gloomy all the time, finally began to rain unbridledly at this time, accompanied by wailing, which sounded like the sky was weeping.
The resentment is getting heavier and heavier, the pain is getting deeper and deeper, there is no other life around, this place is more like a sorrowful desert, there is no life, only sadness.
He barely managed to survive the duel just now, his whole body was completely injured, and the pain was constantly stimulating his nerves.
The feeling of powerlessness caused by the almost overdraft of physical strength and the deep-seated pain were intertwined with each other, making it even more unbearable.
He didn't know why he came here by mistake.
He knew that in his current state, if he wanted to fight with Di Jue, he would die, but a voice in his heart insisted that he come here, otherwise he might regret it for the rest of his life, so , he held on and persisted for so long
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