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The sky is dim, like a hint of deep blue in the night, but when you look closely, it is a dead gray black.
The breath here is extremely weird, and there is no trace of aura. After entering here, Qin Yang feels extremely uncomfortable, even more awkward than being in the void of outer space.
The spiritual energy in the outer space is thin, but the sun, moon and stars are more intense, and there are actually a lot of various forces.
This is where the real void is.
Even if the eyes can see the earth, there is emptiness in the perception.
Slowly falling from the sky, Qin Yang stepped on the ground and reached out to grab a handful of black soil on the ground.
It looks like a fertile black soil that can squeeze out oil. From the perception, there is no life in this land, and even weeds cannot grow.
Although he is down-to-earth, he still has a sense of unreliability psychologically, and he is a little uneasy, as if he has invaded a place that shouldn't be invaded.
Qin Yang let go of his hand, let the black sand flow down between his fingers, and slowly recalled this feeling.
After thinking about it over and over again, I decided, just like the feeling of entering the mausoleum of the dead in the past.
It also seems to have entered the world of death where the copy painting was located.
No, it's much stronger than that feeling.
This seems to be the real world of the dead.
A world that is opposed to living things.
This made him feel naturally uncomfortable.
Looking around, there was no sign of Zhang Zhengyi.
The puppet masters, Bai Lin, and Xun Mu who fell down before were also gone.
Qin Yang walked in this dead and silent world, the rustling of his feet on the ground was like a rushing river, the sound of his breathing was like howling wind, and the sound of his heartbeat was like thunder, exploding in his ears.
It was so quiet that it made people feel frightened, and couldn't help feeling restless.
Qin Yang stepped forward and ran all the way on this black land, the noise became louder and louder, and the enveloping force made the world begin to slowly appear the sound of the world's own changes.
It is no longer only Qin Yang's own voice.
Running wildly all the way, after an unknown amount of time, Qin Yang suddenly stopped, his rationality began to recover, he calmed down, and listened quietly to the voice of the world.
"Wowwow"
The subtle sound of waves was captured by him.
Qin Yang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, with an inexplicable sense of gratitude, he ran all the way in the direction of the sound.
Crossing the uneven land, crossing the mountains, and climbing up the cliff, the sound of the crashing waves suddenly became much louder.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking forward.
No more than a hundred feet below the cliff, there is a sandy beach made of black spun yarn, with gray-black sea water in front of it.
Looking forward along the sea, there is no end to the horizon, no bounds, no idea how far ahead.
Qin Yang looked at the black sand beach below with a hint of horror on his face.
It was densely packed with countless corpses scattered on the beach along the coastline, beyond the horizon.
It's just the part that can be seen, monster beasts, monster races, fierce beasts, human races, aliens
There are also some alien races that have never been heard of, which can be said to include most races.
Moreover, all the corpses were deadly gray-black.
The discomfort that emerged in my heart has climbed to the extreme here.
There was even an uncontrollable feeling of disgust and resistance.
Qin Yang suppressed his emotions, stood in the same place for a long time, and reconfirmed again and again that apart from the disgust and resistance in his heart, he did not feel any danger, so he took a step slowly.
He walked through the air, landed on the black sand below, stretched out his hand, and touched the corpse of a bearded old man.
The skill does not respond.
But he was sure that the old man was completely dead.
Turning over the corpse of the old man lying on his side on the ground, Qin Yang checked it carefully, and then went to check the other corpses again.
All the way from the depths of the beach, all the way to the sea, I checked the corpses of various monsters, fierce beasts, aliens, and human races, and checked them one by one, and checked them all carefully.
The waves kept rushing towards the sea, the black water covered Qin Yang's feet, and did not cause any harm.
Qin Yang also didn't notice any power in the sea water, at least it definitely wasn't a kind of spiritual water, even?, that fleeting strange feeling disappeared without a trace.
Qin Yang stopped and felt carefully, but he didn't sense anything.
It's just that his inexplicable rejection and disgust for this world has dissipated a lot, but there are no specific changes in this world of death. It may be because he has done good deeds and feels comfortable.
After walking a few steps again, Qin Yang frowned slightly, urging the Sizi Jue for a moment.
In an instant, all the information around him was captured, and after being clarified, it was transmitted to his mind, and then transformed into information that he could easily understand.
There seemed to be a slight change in the air. It was not an illusion just now, but he didn't sense it.
Looking in one direction, there seems to be some power fluctuations there.
Moreover, the indistinct feeling for the puppeteer finally disappeared in a flash, in the direction ahead.
Qin Yang turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place in an instant.
In a world where there is no sun, no moon, and no changes at all, after Qin Yang flew for about three days, the puppeteer's induction finally became clear and perceptible.
After flying again for a day, a thunderbolt fell from the sky ahead and struck the ground.
Qin Yang flew over quickly, and saw the puppeteer appearing in the form of a puppet, with one hand around Bai Lin's neck and the other around Bai Lin's chest, exactly the same as when he fell into an ominous evil before.
Thunder that was as thick as a finger fell from the sky and struck the puppet master continuously, but the puppet master resisted with his physical body. The luster on the puppet's body became more and more obvious, and the material seemed to be getting better and better.
A moment later, a panda-like divine soul flew out of Bai Lin's body. The divine soul shimmered and pushed the puppeteer and Bai Lin away. The divine soul turned into a ball of light that instantly accelerated to the limit and flew towards the bottom of the ocean. direction.
And the damage on Bai Lin's body also recovered at the same time.
Bai Lin spit out a bubble again, wrapping him and the puppeteer inside, the bubble exploded, and the puppeteer was still unscathed, but a spirit emerged from him again
When Bai Lin saw Qin Yang flying over, he cried on the spot as if he saw a relative.
"Qin Yang! Brother Qin, Da Qin Master, I can call you dad! Can you stop doing this, as for this!"
"I just want you to do something, I really didn't think about it!"
"I didn't know it was your junior brother. I just wanted to find the blood of the Divine Phoenix. If I had known that I would be killed, I wouldn't have come!"
"As for letting this terrible guy bite me to death, do you really want this to torture me to death?"
"Time and time again, every time I use the same method to kill me, they have killed me thirty-eight times! What a hatred!"
Bai Lin felt aggrieved, and released it in one breath.
From the rage at the beginning, to being indifferent, thinking that I could escape, to getting a little scared later, and then begging for mercy, I have run out of good things to say.
But the guy who looked like a puppet didn't get in, he didn't respond to anything he said, and killed him mechanically over and over again.
He does not dodge or evade all magical powers, and completely resists them.
Bai Lin rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and the supernatural powers he found were stronger than the other, but each one had the same result.
He began to be afraid, began to despair, watching himself die again and again.
But that strong man, like a real puppet without emotion, mechanically repeated the original process, killing him over and over again.
He saw what would happen in this world to those surrogate souls, and he even confirmed that when all the surrogate souls were gone, he would die too.
The ending will be exactly the same as those spirits.
When the time comes, he will never have the chance to start again.
Will die very thoroughly and cleanly.
And now this process is the countdown to the real death.
What is more terrifying than the result of death itself is the process of being completely helpless and can only passively wait for death.
Now, when he saw Qin Yang, it was as if he had seen his relatives.
Full of despair, anger, unwillingness, and fear, all turned into grievances, and cried out directly.
Although Qin Yang is insidious and cunning, he loves pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, narrow-minded, fond of holding grudges, etc etc
But Qin Yang has an advantage, which is absolutely not available to the scary guy behind him.
Qin Yang should at least be reasonable!
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