This murder was not planned, it was purely accidental and random. Yingmeng was a little confused and confused for a moment.

Looking at the broken limbs and broken arms on the ground, Ying Meng fell to the ground.

What on earth did she do? She really didn't mean it, she...she just thought about it.

They died like this...

He died so casually.

Yingmeng stared blankly into space, her face getting paler as time went by. She hugged her cold body tremblingly, as if this could give herself a little warmth.

Endless fear entangled her like a cold net. What really frightened her was not the sight of death, but the unknown excitement she felt.

This is sin!

"You are right." The bewitching voice sounded again. "They forced you, they made you bleed, they made you sad. They deserve to die!"

Slowly, Yingmeng calmed down, and now he had no choice but to run away. If he was caught, no matter how he explained, he would not be able to come back.

She pushed herself up from the ground and ran towards the barrier staggeringly.

You can't stay in the fairyland, and you can't cross the border without a pass order.

Go to Yinshan Mountain. It is the intersection of the eight realms. No one can control it and it is extremely chaotic.

If you open a hole in the Yin Mountain, no one will notice that there is an extra person in that desolate land.

Suddenly, Yingmeng heard the voices of three or four people in front of her. When they met on a narrow road, Yingmeng felt that this time was going to be doomed. At this moment, she suddenly found a tree hole nearby. She didn't think much and hurriedly hid in it.

, just in one second, he dodged the group of people who were going to Yunge Building to check.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we'll be late, people will run away!"

"After tonight, our southern immortal world will be unified."

"It's going to change."

Then she couldn't explain what happened. She was confused and broke.

He solved the Yinshan Pass formation and quickly erased his traces.

Finally, she fell drowsily into the bushes. Her body was highly tense, but her mind was in a dark state.

Thoughts turned into fragments and fragments, tumbling in her mind. She tried her best but could not capture any of them...

Slowly everything focused and condensed into one word - strength.

Improve your strength and go back to explain.

Ying Meng looked back at the fairy world and thought silently in her heart,

"One day, I will prove that this is a misunderstanding. There are no unsolvable misunderstandings or unexplainable grievances in the world. As long as I do it sincerely and speak it vigorously."

All eight realms are cultivating spirits, regardless of devils, ghosts, underworld, monsters, humans, spirits, or animals, all want to worship in the fairy world.

But without spiritual roots, one can no longer cultivate spiritual power.

Thinking of this, Yingmeng's hands hanging by her sides clenched slightly.

Suddenly a dark purple gas gushes out from the soil on both sides of her.

A hint of surprise flashed across Ying Meng's lifeless eyes. She picked up one of the strands with her fingertips as if she was thinking about something.

Yin Mountain is a very yin place. If spiritual energy cannot be used, why can't we use death energy, resentment energy, and yin energy?

Unprepared, Yingmeng began to try to listen to other energies by absorbing spiritual energy. Generally, it is not recommended for others to do this, because the same method of absorbing different energies will lead to obsession. But luckily,

She has no spiritual roots, so theoretically she cannot become possessed.

When these gases enter the body, they start bumping around.

It was like a storm was raging in her body. Every cell in her body was screaming in pain. Different forces were pulling each other, like a knife, cutting her veins one by one. When the resentment passed through her whole body, it felt like it was on fire.

Burning in the middle, when the death air passed through, the whole body was thrown into the ice cave. What's worse is the negative energy mixed with it.

Facial emotions affect her state of mind all the time.

Based on the unofficial history that Yingmeng had read about the fusion of different fires, he formed different beads from these different gases and stored them in his body.

There is a reason why unofficial history is called unofficial history.

Not only did Shadow Dream fail to succeed, but all the aura he had once dissipated, and now he has truly become a veritable waste. Magic talismans, magic spells, and other things cannot be used, and now his body is completely useless.

From a high-ranking genius to a waste, she felt so painful at this time. All her words were pale, and she could no longer sigh! Let the waves beat the torn heart and rub it on the sharp rocks,

Donating blood cannot dye the sea red, but it makes the sea water fishy...

Suddenly, things seemed to take a turn for the better. After eating away at Ying Meng's body, a lifeless energy seemed to have not earned enough, and began to keep heading towards her soul.

It may take some time for the death energy to enter the soul, but Yingmeng didn't think it was anything at first.

But soon she felt cold in her limbs.

Slowly more gas continues to pour in.

At first I could endure it, but later it felt like I was soaked in thousand-year-old ice.

It was getting colder and colder, and the scenery in front of her became blurry and blurred, with constant double images, until she couldn't see anything at all behind.

I don’t know how long it took, but the energies in the soul began to wander around. It seemed like there was a war, and Yingmeng’s soul was a tribute to the cities they conquered.

My body was not only cold, but also started to hurt. My meridians, flesh and blood, and bones all felt like they were being scraped with a knife. The pain became more and more painful, and later Ying Meng's consciousness was rising and falling.

Are you going to die?

But she doesn't want to die...

Don't want to die...
Chapter completed!