Darkness, boundless darkness.

Falling, endless fall.

Severe pain, severe pain that penetrates the soul.

'ah!'

Floating in the darkness, there was a silent roar, and the indescribable pain almost broke down.

In a trance, he recalled something.

"Aside from me, a group of Yuanming Valley has a total of 123 people who died in the Jinyiwei. I will give you 1,230 swords!"

laugh!

Blood splattered, and the pain rolled.

One knife, another knife!

His consciousness fluctuated violently, as if he heard the voice of the abominable beast again. He stood tall and killed himself ten times without drinking a bowl of wine.

pain!

Severe pain!

The arrival of harshness that he had never experienced made him want to die, but he couldn't die. His overly powerful vitality made him unable to even be in a coma.

I can only experience the most cruel punishment in this world.

One knife, another knife.

Endless pain surged into his heart like a tide, reminding him of the execution process he had witnessed.

‘This beast, he wants Lingchi himself…’

‘Beast! Miscellaneous! Mud legs! Dog thief!’

He roared in despair, but he couldn't even speak out anger. Later, he was almost collapsed.

Finally, thousands of swords fell.

He is still alive...

Then,

"Enter the valley, Longyuan Guard, attack 146 people together, and I will give you 1,460 swords for them!"

'No!'

His will rolled violently, and his numb heart was roaring.

One knife, another knife!

At the end, he was almost numb and collapsed.

Then,

"There are millions of people suffering from disaster in Deyang Prefecture..."

'ah!'

Amid the roar of hoarseness, the pain like a tide disappeared.

He is dead.

Died from severe pain and fright.

At that moment, he hated the extreme, but at the same time, an unspeakable relief arose in his heart.

‘I finally died…’

call!

It seemed as if it had fallen from the endless fall to reality, but he still felt the existence of the external world again.

This is a strong, young and energetic body.

Swish!

He opened his eyes and entered his eyes. He was barely in the walls of his family. He turned over and sat up, digesting the surging pain and memories, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"I am Zhang Liuzi, a servant? No! I am... Nie Wendong!"

It seemed like a thunder flashed in front of my eyes, and all the memories returned. Nie Wendong's body shook and he couldn't help but let out a depressing and extremely painful moan.

In his life, he was born into a great family, his direct descendants, and his talent and wisdom, and he was always a pride of heaven whom he loved.

Young, teenager, young, middle-aged...

In the past sixty years, he has tasted the bliss of the world, all the luxury and enjoyment, but he has not suffered such terrible torture.

"Prime Yang!"

Nie Wendong almost bit his teeth, his eyes were red, and his shape was like a ghost.

He had never had such a strong hatred and murderous intent towards a person, even if he had never had the second uncle who had hurt Ji Longshan and forced his father to death.

If he hadn't had a backup plan, he wouldn't have died at this time!

Fortunately, he survived.

"So, this is a magical power..."

Nie Wendong staggered up and walked to the yard to get familiar with his new body.

This person is just a servant of his family. Although his health is good, he naturally cannot compare with himself. His blood and energy are weak and weak.

But the victory is youth.

As long as you are young, relying on your own experience, connections, and wealth, you will be able to return to the top soon, and it is unknown whether you can even go further.

"call!"

He stretched his hands and feet in the yard and heard the noise coming from outside the street.

"The government office posted a notice, it was Nie Wendong, this dog official!"

"It turned out that he blocked the disaster, which made the court's rescue delay. Beast, old beast, damn it!"

"I heard that he was executed by Yang Daxia Lingchi, which is very satisfying and very satisfying!"

...

Inside and outside the long street, there was a noise, and countless people ran around and told each other, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers and firecrackers, the momentum was as strong as the heavy rain fell on that day and the drought passed.

"Unclerical people..."

Nie Wendong's face looked ugly, his murderous intent rolled in his heart, and he was suddenly shocked.

"No! Why am I becoming more and more violent?!"

Nie Wendong was shocked.

The moment ago, at least countless ways of torture these troublemakers flashed through his mind, but he never did these meaningless catharsis.

‘That drought-ba Taoist fruit affects me?!’

After this shock, Nie Wendong broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to live forever and become an immortal, but he never thought that he would become a monster like the legendary Hanba.

"This won't work. I must start keeping the precepts, otherwise I'm afraid I will really become a monster that is immortal..."

Nie Wendong murmured to himself.

"If a person like you can also keep the precepts and become an immortal, it only means that the legendary immortals and Buddhas are actually no different from demons."

"who?!"

Nie Wendong's color changed.

The gate of the courtyard was also forced by the air waves and opened.

"you!!"

Looking at the young man in the blood-stained fish robe, Nie Wendong seemed to have seen a ghost. With his scheming and thoughtfulness, he felt like he had no thoughts and his mind was blank.

"Old Dog Nie."

Yu Yang carried a bone-removing knife in his hand, with a expressionless face.

The blood of drought is transformed by magical powers, like a divine seed, not something that can be found in the "Thousand Miles of Soul Locking".

The secret that can be triggered by the mind and eyes is locked in, not its external aura, but its soul aura.

Among the 36,000 swords in Chunfeng Tower, Yang Yu had already remembered all the breath of Nie Wendong's soul. Therefore, he could not find the blood of the drought bar, but he could lock in the trajectory and direction of his transfer body at the moment of his death.

This is also the change that takes place after the ceremony is completed.

Resist?

quibble?

escape?

After being shocked, Nie Wendong turned around extremely decisively and hit the wall close to it, fast and cruel.
To be continued...