"It's not good, what's wrong?" The fat man stared at the little boy angrily: "Don't you always want someone to play with you? Now that you have someone to play with, you can't agree?"
The little boy was holding the ball and looking at the fat man with his big eyes without saying a word. That innocent look made the fat man feel particularly dazzling.
Dong Chen held the hilt of the sword, his whole body collapsed and he had no strength at all. He was not a saint, let alone an immortal. Long-term mental wear and tear and severe internal and external injuries had left him with no strength at all. But Dong Chen knew that he
You can't fall down, let alone fall asleep.
Dong Chen turned his face sideways and looked at the fat man with confused eyes. His eyes were straight, with no despair or fear.
The fat man tilted his head and smiled: "You have a very bad look in your eyes, you know? I have worked so hard to possess your body."
Dongchen moved his fingers slightly, and the fat man returned to the throne with a gloomy expression: "Stop struggling, look, how good would it be to be like them?"
The three puppet-like people stood in front of the throne, their eyes empty and lifeless. The fat man stroked the crystal skull: "One of them will become my child's toy, one will become my bride, and the other will hold a wedding for me."
And you..."
The fat man pointed at Dongchen: "Your body will be possessed by me, your will will be destroyed by me, and I will accept everything from you."
"You're dreaming."
Deliberately turning his head sideways and putting his hands in front of his ears, the fat man shouted in surprise: "I can't hear what you said."
Dongchen couldn't see the fat man's face and didn't know what he was talking about. He could only try to mobilize the energy in his body, hoping to gather the killing energy again.
The weak body, the red light flickered on and off, the fat man smiled proudly, and the little boy standing there quietly, holding the ball in his hand, his innocent big eyes with a touch of sadness.
As time passed, a thin layer of blood finally gathered on Dong Chen's body. Just when he wanted to stand up, his head was stepped on the ground.
A lady's mercenary shoe with cleats was scratched on the back of her head, and blood was visible at that time.
Christina retracted her feet and slowly stepped back. The fat man stepped off the throne, holding the crystal skull in his hand, and slowly squatted in front of Dong Chen: "How about it? I can give you more time. I have been waiting for a long time and I don't care.
Wait a little longer."
A blood arrow full of killing intent passed through the face, the fat man's figure blurred for a while, and Dongchen's head fell heavily. This was his last effort.
The fat man straightened up in disgust: "It's really annoying energy. If it wasn't like this, it wouldn't be so troublesome. But, it's all over."
After spending countless tricks, the fat man finally defeated Dongchen. He opened his hand proudly, and the crystal skull spun and stopped in mid-air.
Christina was the first to react. Her dull and empty eyes gradually returned to life. The fat man found out that he was not good and let out an angry roar. He controlled Christina and hit her head against the wall.
"Damn it, can't you just calm down? Just stay aside for now and wait until I marry you."
Green mist sprayed out from the skull's eyes and mouth, and soon it surrounded Fatty and Dongchen.
A gloomy black light flashed, and the fat man's body suddenly turned into smoke, and with the skull that suddenly stopped rotating, he plunged into Dongchen Yintang.
In the dead silence of the hall, the little boy banged the ball twice, stretched his hand to Annie with some fear, and gently pulled it up: "Come with me, it's not safe here anymore."
As soon as the two swaying children disappeared, the room was filled with blood-red light. Dongchen, who was lying on the ground, floated into the air little by little, and his whole head kept changing between human form and skeleton.
The crystal skull exuded a pale light, coupled with the blood-red killing energy, making Dongchen look like an evil ghost in the depths of hell.
It was strange and terrifying outside, but Dongchen's sea of consciousness was empty. The fat man who rushed in had never seen this kind of sea of consciousness, never seen it before.
No one's sea of consciousness can be empty. Even a skeleton will have a soul flame. But Dongchen didn't have it, there was nothing. It was empty, like nothingness.
The fat man swept around frantically, but nothingness was powerless, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"What the hell, what's going on?" The confused fat man had forgotten who he was and just kept cursing.
The state of consciousness that completely surpassed Fatty's cognition, making Fatty indescribably angry and frightened. He did not allow, did not allow a prey that he had played with at will to dare to ignore him. Fatty decided to increase the intensity of the soul impact and directly established
Soul channel. He didn't believe it. Such a toy's sea of consciousness, no matter how weird, could still withstand his full impact.
The crystal skull shone brightly. This strange skull, obtained through special means and rumored to be the skull of the Mayans, entered Dongchen's head bit by bit under the control of the fat man. The pale brilliance flashed and followed by
The fusion of the Crystal Skull and Dongchen was completed, and the soul channel was successfully established.
The fat man's dark golden soul body rushed crazily from the established channel into the depths of nothingness.
Then he discovered something strange.
The fat man saw a sword, a broken sword. The hilt was wrapped with cloth, the sword body was full of scratches, and the blade was intertwined with canines.
"You are an idiot." The weak figure grasped the hilt of the broken sword wrapped in rags. Dongchen's body slowly transformed into a physical body. An ordinary soul body was in sharp contrast to the fat man's dark golden soul body.
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"Boy, look at yourself, then look at me, do you think you can resist me?"
The fat man laughed wildly, hysterically, and wildly, but he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the empty space has changed and turned into a battlefield of extremely tragic death, the ground is paved with broken limbs and broken corpses, countless broken weapons and armor are spread or inserted, half-broken flags, a blood-stained sky, a round of drops
The bloody sun shines dark red.
Dong Chen held the broken sword in his hand, and his whole body was gradually stained with blood until he completely turned into a bloody man.
Kill! Kill kill! Kill kill kill kill...
Countless shouts of killing raised blood clouds all over the sky. Dong Chen slowly raised his right hand holding the sword. As the blade rose little by little, his body slowly expanded. When the broken sword was raised to the top of his head, Dong Chen had transformed into a
Giants connecting the sky and the earth.
The fat man was dumbfounded. Dongchen's performance was beyond his understanding. In fact, he couldn't blame the fat man. In the outside world, Dongchen's strength was indeed very weak. But this is the sea of consciousness, the existence that contains the true solution of the sword. When Dongchen
When Tian falls, he will transform into Broken Sword, which is the price of possessing Broken Sword. But before that, if any fool attacks Dongchen Consciousness Sea like Fatty, causing Broken Sword to counterattack. Then the result...