The moment his palm touched the surface of the black crystal, a jet black light pillar shot up from the frozen blood pool into the sky!
Whether it was the four-winged demon besieging Lin Qiye, or the Seraph in the sky preparing to kill Jiang Er and An Qingyu, and the fallen angel, they stopped what they were doing at the same time and turned to look at the dark pillar of light.
The terrifying origin fluctuations rolled wildly between the light pillars, and in just a breath, all the flesh and blood of Shen Qingzhu's right hand holding the black crystal was burned away, leaving only the stark white bones, tightly clinging to the surface of the black crystal.
Shen Qingzhu's figure was submerged in the black beam of light, and his facial features were twisted ferociously due to the severe pain.
At this moment, he had completely lost control of his body. The source of hell was pouring into his body crazily. The white bone palm grasped the black crystal, as if it was welded, and there was no way to break away.
Shen Qingzhu stared at the black crystal, integrating it into his bones little by little. Even though his whole body was almost falling apart in pain, he did not retreat at all.
Shen Qingzhu has been able to get to where he is today because of his ruthlessness. He dares to take risks, dares to dance on the tip of a knife, and dares to gamble his life under any circumstances!
Since he has decided to use everything he has to gamble on the survival of others, he will never regret it.
Shen Qingzhu clenched his teeth, and large beads of sweat fell from his cheeks. As the source of hell poured in, his body began to tremble violently!
Flickering black light surged on the surface of his skin, his spine continued to bend downwards, and his body gradually became rickety, as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders, and all the muscles and bones in his body were moaning in pain.
Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned red and he roared hoarsely!
boom--!!
There was a loud explosion, and the flashing black light completely crushed Shen Qingzhu's body, and his whole body shattered on the ice into a shower of blood.
"Brother Drag!!!"
When Lin Qiye saw this, his eyes were about to split.
He turned around and looked at the four-winged demon surrounding him, his eyes bursting with endless anger and will to die.
"Brother Monkey!"
Lin Qiye roared, and a shadow walked out of the void and stood quietly behind him.
Once again carrying Sun Wukong's soul, Lin Qiye will undoubtedly die, but now that he has been forced into such a desperate situation, no matter what the side effects are, it doesn't matter.
Now Lin Qiye only had one thought in his mind:
kill!!
Just when the shadow was about to attach itself to Lin Qiye's body, a crisp sound came from behind him.
clang--!
A black jade pendant fell on the blood-stained ice and bounced gently.
The next moment, the black halo spread rapidly from the jade pendant, and strands of flesh and blood condensed from the void, wrapping around the surface of the black crystal suspended in the air, gradually outlining the human form.
Lin Qiye froze on the spot.
Is it Baili Pangpang’s black jade pendant?
It's in the cave, hasn't it been used? It can actually be resurrected?
In the ripples of the halo, Shen Qingzhu's body recovered at an astonishing speed, and the suspended black crystal was wrapped in the right side of his chest, completely symmetrical with his heart.
The moment Shen Qingzhu regained consciousness, severe pain came again.
Even though his body was reshaped, the source of hell was still continuously impacting his body. Under the load, his flesh and blood bones began to creak again, as if they would soon collapse again.
But this time, Shen Qingzhu felt something was different.
The pain this time...seems to be a little less severe than last time?
Shen Qingzhu stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the right side of his chest.
Under the power of the black jade pendant, his body was reborn on the surface of the black crystal. During this process, he could feel that part of his body had merged with the origin of hell.
Although it is very small, it is indeed the power from hell.
Shen Qingzhu could no longer think anymore. Severe pain surged into his mind again like a tide. After more than ten seconds, his whole body once again turned into a rain of blood and exploded.
clang--!
As the jade pendant fell, the halo reappeared.
The flickering black light penetrated into the new flesh and blood, and Shen Qingzhu's body was outlined again, but this time, his back began to bulge slightly, as if something was about to break out...
Shen Qingzhu, who had just regained consciousness, roared in pain, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out from behind.
Stab!
A pair of jet black wings, like clear and mysterious black gems, extended out from the blood mist in the sky.
In Shen Qingzhu's eyes, a mysterious black charm began to flow slowly.
"Do you... want power..."
After his second rebirth, a mysterious and alluring voice sounded in Shen Qingzhu's mind.
"Who? Who are you?!" Shen Qingzhu endured the severe pain in his body and yelled on the ice.
"I am the incarnation of the evil thoughts and depraved power that have been contained in this origin for endless years." The voice slowly spoke, "I am hell..."
"Get out! Get out of my mind!"
"You took the initiative to accept my power and you are my servant... pray to me and offer your soul, and I will fulfill all your wishes."
"I don't need you to make my wish come true!!"
At the edge of the blood pool, Lin Qiye looked at the bloody ice above Shen Qingzhu, who was half-kneeling on the ground with jet-black wings on his back, roaring in severe pain, and froze on the spot.
After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and suppressed the pain and shouted:
"Brother! Stay calm! You must not be affected by the power of corruption in the origin!"
"That origin was originally cut from the origin of heaven! Its core is not actually evil. It was only corrupted by the fallen power of fallen angels over the endless years and turned into the origin of hell!!"
"No matter what happens! You must never compromise with the power of fallenness! Don't let it control your mind, otherwise you will always become a fallen angel puppet controlled by it!"
Shen Qingzhu was carrying jet-black wings, and evil aura was constantly escaping from his body. When he heard Lin Qiye's voice, a flash of clarity briefly appeared in his eyes.
He stretched out his hands tremblingly, and a flickering black light flowed on the surface of his skin, slowly tearing into the void in front of him...
Lin Qiye was surrounded by four-winged demons, Jiang Er was blocked by the beam of light, and An Qingyu was suppressed by Roshan. The space around them was distorted at the same time. It seemed that there was some kind of power that was working hard to "squeeze" them out of the hell space!
Lin Qiye looked at the hell that was gradually blurring around him, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Hell has been blocked by the power of the restraining gods. They will never take the initiative to send them out... The only one who can do this is Shen Qingzhu, who controls a small number of hell centers.
He was fighting with the origin of hell for control of hell and came to send them away.
Shen Qingzhu was half-kneeling on the bloody ice. His body was creaking and seemed to be about to burst into pieces soon. His expression was ferocious due to severe pain, and when he saw the twisted space around Lin Qiye and the others, a trace of relief appeared.
's smile.
"Lin Qiye! Don't underestimate me... I, Shen Qingzhu, am not that fragile."
While resisting being teleported, Lin Qiye tried to grab Shen Qingzhu and take him out together, "I have never underestimated you... But if we want to leave, we should go together!"
Shen Qingzhu dodged Lin Qiye's arm, staggered back half a step, and said with a pale face:
"Before I can completely control the origin of this hell, I can't leave here. Just take a step first and just...just do me a favor and help me go home to see if my relatives at home are okay."
Hearing these words, Lin Qiye froze on the spot.
Blood flowed out from Shen Qingzhu's seven orifices. He slowly raised his right hand and smiled slightly at Lin Qiye,
"Let's go, don't worry about me..."
"This time...it's my turn to save you."
Snapped--!
The crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed in hell.