"How could this happen? The ordinary thunder caused by the scepter actually resonated with the remaining power of the thunder punishment of heaven?"
The skull of the black-robed demon swayed left and right, its limbs trembling slightly, as if it was filled with great fear.
"Hey hey hey, are you scared now? It's too late!"
Chen Shen shouted: "Your turtle shell can no longer protect you - break it for me!"
"Crack, click!"
"Rumble, rumble..."
Another thick bolt of thunder struck the red heart, and the barrier around the altar throne exploded, and the remaining power caused the entire cave to tremble.
From time to time, dust and gravel rolled down from the ceiling, and the ninety-nine and eighty-one keel stone pillars used to support this place were cracked with fine lines...
"According to the Eye of Heaven, after the altar's confinement is broken for a hundred breaths, the suppressed Tianzhong Divine Skeleton will appear and fall into the hands of the first person it sees."
"I don't know what the Divine Skull of Tianzhong is? Ignore him. Let's kill the old devil who is causing trouble first!"
Thinking of this, Chen Shen decisively activated the flash, and instantly approached the skeleton on the throne: "Tyrannosaurus Furious Buddha Hand!"
At this moment, the skeleton in front of him suddenly turned into a woman lying lazily on the couch.
This woman was half-covered in a purple shirt, with two charming eyes admiring Gossamer: "My husband still loves to tease others~ But this time I won't be scared by you anymore, hehe."
"Zi, Zi Linglong?" Chen Shen was shocked!
That's right, the withered bones turned into purple Linglong...
The young man knew that there was something strange, but the lively and beautiful proprietress Linglong was right in front of him. He almost subconsciously withdrew his palm power and used the remaining strength to injure himself, spitting out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
Immediately afterwards, the purple spirit dragon that was right in front of him disappeared, and the throne, the altar, and even the entire cave disappeared.
Chen Shen seemed to be standing alone in an endless darkness: "What, what's going on? Old monster Ten Thousand Demons, it's you who is responsible for this, right?"
"Hehehe...hahahaha, yes, it's this demon!"
"You saw me shaking, did you think I was scared? No, I was excited, excited!"
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for helping me break the confinement of the altar throne from the outside."
"Now, this demon will not hesitate to permanently lose the last 10% of his soul power to activate the secret method and let you enter the illusion."
"In less than a hundred breaths, this demon will obtain the Sky Tomb Divine Skeleton. It will recognize me as its master, unconditionally obey all the instructions of this demon, and will even be willing to devote its entire life to me to help me achieve Nirvana and be reborn!"
"And you, just sink into the endless darkness forever, hahahahaha..."
It turns out that the best attack method of this inner demon ancestor is illusion attack.
Previously, he fabricated the power of the hurricane and the effect of venom penetration to force Zhan Dafu into the mountain. This was actually a phantom attack.
It's just that he was trapped on the Altar Throne, and his own cultivation had long been ruined, so he couldn't use the power of illusion as he wished, and it was revealed that "there was clearly a hurricane blowing in the passage, and the venom penetrating from the top was still dripping vertically."
of flaws.
It's a pity that Zhan Dafu was already drunk and had a pustule, and he was so frightened that he didn't notice this at all...
Now, the illusion spell performed by the ancestor of the inner demon at the cost of permanent loss of soul power is a thousand times more powerful than the method used to deal with Zhan Dafu. Chen Shen was caught off guard and was probably in danger.
"Uh ah ah, my head, well, it hurts so much!"
As the boy howled in pain, his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
After just a few breaths, he completely lost consciousness and passed out in front of the Skeleton Throne, motionless.
On the throne, the ancestor of the inner demon was extremely excited: "Hahahahaha, this little beast has lost consciousness. After the Tianzhong Divine Skeleton revives, he will only recognize this demon as his master!"
"There are still more than ninety breaths left..."
He glanced at where the mist was, and a cruel curve appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Hey, hey, just wait and see. Soon, this demon will give you a big surprise."
"As for you, Chen Shen, after a hundred breaths, this demon will make your life worse than death!"
"But now, just have a good dream, and spend the last short period of happiness in your life in your dream..."
In a poorly furnished low-rent house, an old man shook the child on the spring folding bed: "Er Gouzi, Er Gouzi, wake up quickly and see what grandpa brought you back?"
"Oh, why can't I get up? It's so hot under the quilt. I want to sleep for a while." The child grabbed the corner of the quilt and blocked his ears. His small body got under the quilt and shook the old folding spring bed.
The "squeaking" sound.
"Er Gouzi, it's Transformers! The toy you want most, grandpa didn't have money to buy it for you, but he made one for you, so you should take a look." The old man shouted with hope.
"What? Transformers?" The child jumped up immediately.
This little boy of four or five years old, who is called Ergouzi, is Chen Shen, nicknamed Chen Ergou.
"Eh? Wait, wasn't I awesome in another world? How come I'm back on Earth? And it seems like... I'm back to my childhood?" After Chen Shen "woke up", he suddenly froze.
He always felt that there was something very important that he had yet to do, but he couldn't remember what it was.
As his thoughts flowed, he suddenly noticed the kind-faced but extremely thin old man in front of him.
The young man was surprised and happy: "Grandpa, grandpa? Are you still alive? Hahaha, I, am I not dreaming? I am back to my childhood?"
"Hey, Ergouzi, are you okay? Do you have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense!"
Grandpa was startled when he heard this and hurriedly threw aside the "Transformer" carved from a piece of broken wood. He held Chen Shen's little head with a pair of rough hands and pressed it against his forehead.
"Well...it's not hot. What's wrong with you, Ergouzi? Don't scare grandpa!"
Chen Shen's eyes caught sight of the "Transformer" made by his grandfather. His heart felt hot, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but shed tears...
He remembered that in the past, when his parents died young, he was raised by his grandfather.
That year, Chen Shen went to kindergarten. Many children had various toys, but he did not have any. All day long, he carried an airplane folded by his grandfather out of paper. He was often laughed at by the children and could only hide in the corner.
Here, I was playing with the yellowed and rotten paper airplane...
That year, Chen Shen wished that he could also have a remote control car and a handsome Transformer that could make sounds!
That year, how could a kid who was only four or five years old know how hard it was for his elderly grandfather to raise him alone?
Therefore, he clamored to buy Transformers, and even threatened his grandfather by not eating if he didn't buy it...