Li Xiaoer, who had lost his black bone wings, had lost the ability to fly and fell directly from the sky.
Li Xiaoer stood on the ground, looking at Lin Yun who was condescending. At this moment, he could no longer form any sarcastic words.
Lin Yun looked at Li Xiaoer, holding the Demon-Slaying Sword in one hand, without saying a word, as if he had done something ordinary.
"Devil-killing Sword, Seven-Eyed Demon God... Lord Lin Yun, he is truly worthy of his reputation." After a long time, Li Xiaoer sighed and sat down on the ground, seeming to have lost the will to fight.
Lin Yun slowly fell from the sky and appeared in front of Li Xiaoer.
Although it seemed that Li Xiaoer had lost interest in continuing to fight, Lin Yun still held the Demon-Slaying Sword.
This is not out of fear, but to prevent something from happening that would not otherwise happen.
When Lin Yun was less than ten meters away from Li Xiaoer, Lin Yun suddenly felt the aura on Li Xiaoer's body and gradually calmed down.
The aura that was originally extremely violent and wanted to destroy everything gradually faded away. Together with Li Xiaoer's realm and vitality, it was fading crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Yun frowned, took a long stride and came to Li Xiaoer, pressing his palm on his chest.
"Have you also felt it? With Taotie's sacrifice technique, I only have ten minutes to live." Li Xiaoer showed a wry smile, and his face that was originally covered with magic patterns has returned to its normal appearance.
At this time, the black hole in Li Xiaoer's chest that was originally blasted by Lin Yun actually crawled out with countless black worms, devouring Li Xiaoer's body bit by bit.
Lin Yun waved the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand and killed countless black insects.
But these black worms are endless. No matter how hard Lin Yun kills them, there are still countless black worms crawling out of the black hole.
Lin Yun inserted the Demon-Slaying Sword into the black hole, and instantly felt a huge suction force. Even he could hardly hold the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand.
"Lord Lin Yun, what else do you want to know now?" Li Xiaoer was facing the terrifying death at this moment, without any fear, his eyes were clear, like a enlightened immortal.
Lin Yun said nothing, put away the Demon-Slaying Sword, and emitted his spiritual consciousness to explore the deep memories in Li Xiaoer's heart.
He can now completely feel that Li Xiaoer's current strength is probably not as good as that of a first-level Martial Emperor, and he cannot pose any threat to him at all.
Gradually, Li Xiaoer's past events appeared in Lin Yun's mind.
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"You bastard! If I hadn't given birth to you, would I have lost money every day? I would beat you to death!" A young man nestled in the corner, his body covered with scars that had not yet formed.
A middle-aged man, smelling of alcohol, clenched the fist-thick wooden stick in his hand and hit the boy one after another.
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"Tell you what! Bring me some money tomorrow! Otherwise we will drown you in the river next time! You are the guy no one wants anyway!" By a small river, several teenagers the same size as teenagers,
He pushed him into the river, beat him severely, threatened him a few times, and left with laughter.
The young man trembled, hugged his knees, clenched his legs, and stared at the leaving figures of several people.
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The boy returned home. Because of the threats from everyone, he wanted to get some money from home, but thinking of his parents' beatings, he had no choice but to give up.
The boy who opened the door saw his mother holding a wooden stick and hitting him directly on the head.
In an instant, the young man felt a pain in his head, and fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.
Blood flowed from his forehead, and the boy pursed his lips. He didn't know why his mother wanted to hit him again.
At this time, another slightly older boy walked out from his mother's side, with a sarcastic look on his face, and said, "Mom, that's the money he stole!"
The boy felt the wooden stick in his mother's hand fall on his body again. He curled up his body, not daring to make any resistance.
He wanted to retort, saying that his brother had stolen the money, but with one stick after another, he had no choice but to scream.
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Even if he was as indifferent as Lin Yun, he was distracted for a moment when he saw these past events of Li Xiaoer.
Lin Yun looked up and saw a smile on Li Xiaoer's face.
There was no trace of evil in that smile, just like a newborn child, innocent and innocent.
Lin Yun said nothing and continued to explore Li Xiaoer's memory.
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Because the boy couldn't bear the bullying from the whole village, he finally left this nightmare village one night when he was twelve years old.
As a twelve-year-old boy with no strength in his hands and a frail body, there was no way he could survive in this world filled with powerful people.
Until one day, the young man no longer wanted to live. He came to the edge of a cliff and prepared to end his miserable life.
The black curtain shrouded the entire cliff, and the cool mountain peaks whirred, blowing the young man's cheeks covered with tears and dust.
"Poor child, do you plan to end your life like this?" Just when the boy was about to jump off the cliff, a strange three-dimensional sound seemed to reach the boy's ears from all directions.
The young man turned his head and saw a mysterious man wearing a golden mask and a dark cloak, floating behind him like a soul.
Lin Yun, who had been watching as a bystander, obviously had very violent mood swings on his face.
Is it this mysterious masked man again? Who is this man?
From Tianwu Continent to God's Domain, I have always been slightly involved with him.
"You...who are you?" the young man asked with a face full of horror. He just looked at the masked man's bloody eyes, and his whole body was as if he was petrified and unable to move.
"As you can see, I am a god!" The mysterious masked man raised his hand casually, and the entire world was controlled by an invisible force.
The clouds in the sky stopped rolling in an instant, and the earth as far as the eye could see was shattered inch by inch. Pieces of the earth's crust, kilometers in diameter, were floating in the air as if they had lost gravity. The grand and shocking scene was like the end of the world.
This destructive scene completely shocked the young man and completely shattered his outlook on life.
He has never seen a person with such heaven-defying power in his life. Is this person really a god?
"You...are you really a god?" The young man looked at the mysterious masked man, his eyes full of fanaticism and piety.
The mysterious masked man gently put down his palm, and pieces of the earth's crust with a diameter of one kilometer also gently fell back to the ground, and were re-embedded and sewn to the earth without leaving a single crack.
The still clouds in the sky also resumed their original movement. Everything returned to its original appearance, as if it had never happened.
"As long as you give your soul to me, I will give you great power." The mysterious masked man floated in front of the young man, stretched out his right hand from under the cloak, and gently placed it on the young man's forehead.
"God, save me!" The young man seemed to see the last straw, the last beam of light that lit up in the darkness.
At this time, he was completely impressed by the strength of the masked man. He was completely convinced that the masked man in front of him was the real god in this world. His heart had been opened unpreparedly and completely handed over to the mysterious masked man.
The young man knelt before the mysterious masked man in an extremely humble manner.
"Come, my devout believer." The mysterious masked man imprinted a 'soul slave contract' on the young man's forehead.