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Chapter 744 The weakest one, Lu Xin

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    "Is this a human being or a torture device?"

    "Or maybe you are a person born as a torture device?"

    When he saw the sneaky and heart-warming thing crawling out of the abyss, Lu Xin immediately felt strange.

    Because he has seen all kinds of spiritual monsters, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange one.

    Other spiritual monsters, although they look strange, are all characterized by active creatures.

    But these monsters we see now are symbols of dead things

    But in the blink of an eye, Lu Xin understood.

    It makes sense

    Aren¡¯t all of these things specially created by man to deal with him?

    So it¡¯s normal to appear in the spiritual world

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    "Midnight court, judging all sins"

    There was a huge sound again, rang out from the black building behind the sword holder, causing the spiritual power of the sword holder to resonate. Looking at the tall sword holder coldly, it made people feel something like  It felt dizzying, as if countless faces suddenly appeared on the body of the sword holder, and at the same time they were shouting hysterically along with the voice:

    "Midnight court, judging all sins"

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    And when this voice shouted, a huge roar echoed in the wilderness.

    Wherever the sword holder¡¯s gaze shrouded everything, everything began to become distorted, presenting a pale sense of unreality.

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    Next to Lu Xin, the monsters with his face but completely different appearance felt dazzled at the same time.

    They even showed obvious panic, raising their hands one after another to block the gaze of the sword holder. Some of the monsters' bodies had begun to melt little by little under the gaze, as if being burned by fire.  Burning ice and snow

    The executors, one after another, seemed to have been summoned, and their usually rational and calm faces gradually showed a fanatical expression, and then they gathered towards Lu Xin's position like running water, walking faster and faster, like running water.  General shock.

    Under the red moon, black shadows seemed to set off layers of waves in the wilderness.

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    The surrounding ground trembled, and huge gallows rose up around them.

    Some of these gallows are rooted in the earth, and some are rooted in the void.

    On every gallows, there are countless spiritual bodies hanging, falling from the top like ripe fruits.

    The fallen spiritual body was a threat, and the freed ropes were also a threat. They quickly dropped from the sky like flexible and vicious snakes, one by one towards the necks of Lu Xin and his family.  wrapped around

    It seems that this is the real power of the sword holder.

    A kind of overwhelming power that almost covers the red moon in the sky.

    When the ultimate pollution power is fully released, what you face is not a battle at all.

    It¡¯s a war.

    Looking at this scene, Lu Xin couldn't help but exhale deeply: Fortunately, he is also an army

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    "A bunch of trash"

    When Lu Xin was thinking about these questions, his father¡¯s roar sounded first:

    ¡°You are such a waste, I could swallow a piece in one gulp before¡­¡±

    Along with his roar, black shadows rose above the wilderness, like huge waves rising layer by layer, like a high wall.

    And in the shadows, those executors who had been contaminated by him before surged towards them like running water.

    A huge collision sounded, and the executioners collided with his father's butcher army in the catering industry. Compared with the number of executioners who seemed to be so densely packed in the wilderness that it was difficult to see the number, the butcher army that had been contaminated and transformed by his father was obviously more numerous.  A little less, but driven by their father's shadow, they formed a huge circle and withstood the executor's impact again and again.

    "He's scared"

    Facing the gallows that looked like a dark forest, my mother had a smile on her face.

    "It's because I'm scared that I made such a big noise"

    While smiling, she explained softly, the scissors spinning briskly on her fingers.

    ¡°??When the pain that made people question life came from time to time in his mind, and when he felt shocked because of the world of torture instruments that came into view, Lu Xin actually felt a faint feeling in his heart, which was better than what he had before.  Clearer understanding.

    "Perhaps the trial was just to distinguish right from wrong at the beginning."

    "But gradually, something that goes beyond trial and is just torture"

    "When a torture device is so terrifying that people only answer the answers the executioner wants to know"

    "Is there any point in the trial?"

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    "Midnight court, judging all sins"

    On the other side of the abyss, the voices of countless people shouting again sounded at the same time behind the sword holder.

    In front of the sword holder, there is already a Shura field, and all kinds of misery can be heard in front of him.

    However, his voice was still cold and fair.

    "Hiss, hiss"

    In the Shura Field, countless "Evil Thoughts Lu Xin" were desperately crushing and breaking free from one torture instrument after another. However, there were too many of these torture instruments, and they were surrounded one by one. One, three, and five were able to escape.  , eight, ten, they could only be entangled, and amidst various punishments, they cast unwilling and hateful glances at the sword holder on the other side of the abyss.

    However, both the gaze of the sword holder and the execution racks around them made them feel a little powerless.

    This is a kind of Shura field where even evil will give in.

    "Let me go!"

    At this time, Lu Xin took a deep breath and suddenly looked up at himself struggling among the various torture instruments next to him.

    "Since I was finally chosen, of course I should be the one to face this most terrifying thing"

    "Things that are incapable of even malicious intent must of course be faced by the original me."

    "Even if I am the weakest one"

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    Lu Xin spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself, and as if he was communicating with himself who was trapped by the torture device.

    On the gallows, countless "Lu Xin" turned around and saw Lu Xin below with various weird expressions.

    Some of them are cunning, some are cruel, some are cold, but their eyes at this time are equally bright.

    The majesty of the sword holder has reached its peak, and the huge spiritual force field has almost distorted the entire wilderness.

    But now, it is Lu Xin, who has the smallest spiritual level, who has stepped forward.

    ¡°A midnight court to judge all sins?¡±

    Looking at the terrifying things in front of him, Lu Xin gritted his teeth and said, "Bah!"

    While speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled out half of the Sword of Judgment that had penetrated his chest inch by inch. In the hands of the sword holder, this sword was seventy or eighty meters high and twenty or thirty meters wide.  , but in his hands, it seemed to have shrunk a hundred times.

    It looks more like a short dagger.

    And Lu Xin grabbed the half of the rusty sword in his hand, paying no attention to the terrifying scene in front of him.

    "younger sister!"

    Instead, he yelled, grabbed his sister's hand, held half of the rusty sword, and strode forward towards the sword holder.

    ¡°Bah bang bang bang¡­¡±

    The flexibility of his body reached the extreme, and he quickly avoided the impact of various torture instruments. Occasionally, he raised his hand and smashed one of the "torture monsters" into pieces. His body shape was like a small but terrifying ant, strange and  Approaching the sword holder unstoppably.

    The pupils were shrunk to the extreme, and the black particles were beating: "I want you to cry under the sun!"

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