I studied beheading in a mental institution

The moment his palm touched the surface of the black crystal, a jet-black beam of light rose from the frozen blood pool to the sky!

Whether it was the four-winged demon besieging Lin Qiye, or the seraphim preparing to kill Jiang'er and An Qingyu in the sky, and the fallen angels, they stopped their movements at the same time and turned to look at this pitch-black beam of light.

The frightening original fluctuations rolled wildly among the beams of light, and within the breath, the flesh and blood of Shen Qingzhu's right hand holding Hei Jing were burned away, leaving only the white bones, which were tightly clasped on the surface of Hei Jing.

Shen Qingzhu's figure was submerged by 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 over his body, and the source of hell poured into his body crazily. The white bone palm held the black crystal, as if it had been welded on, and it was impossible to get rid of it.

Shen Qingzhu stared at the black crystal, merging into his bones little by little, even though the whole body was so painful that it almost fell apart, she didn't retreat in the slightest.

He, Shen Qingzhu, was able to get to where he is today because of his ruthlessness. He dared to take risks, dared to dance on the tip of a knife, and dared to bet his life under any circumstances!

Since he has decided to use everything he has to gamble on other people's lives, he will never regret it.

Shen Qingzhu clenched his teeth tightly, bean-sized beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and as the source of hell poured in, his body began to tremble violently!

The flickering black awn surged on the surface of his skin, his spine kept bending down, and his figure gradually became bent, as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders, and all the muscles and bones in his body were whining in pain.

Shen Qingzhu's eyes were red, and she growled hoarsely!

boom--! !

There was only a loud bang, and the flickering black light completely crushed Shen Qingzhu's body, and his whole body collapsed on the ice into a rain of blood.

"Drag brother!!!"

Seeing this, Lin Qiye felt like tearing apart.

He turned his head and looked at the four-winged demons that surrounded him in front of him, endless anger and death will burst out of his eyes.

"Brother Monkey!"

Lin Qiye let out a loud roar, and a phantom walked out of nothingness, standing quietly behind him.

Once again carrying Monkey King's soul, Lin Qiye will definitely die, but now that he has been forced into such a desperate situation, no matter what kind of side effects it is, it doesn't matter.

Now Lin Qiye has only one thought in his mind,

kill! !

Just when the phantom was about to attach 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 lightly.

The next moment, the black Dao halo spread rapidly from the jade pendant, and strands of flesh and blood condensed from the void, entangled on the surface of the black crystal suspended in the air, gradually outlining the human form.

Lin Qiye froze in place.

Is it the black jade pendant of Baili Plump?

It's in the cave, isn't it already used?It can be revived?

In the ripples of dao halo, Shen Qingzhu's body recovered at an astonishing speed, and the suspended black crystal was wrapped in his chest on the right side, completely symmetrical to his heart.

The moment Shen Qingzhu regained consciousness, severe pain came again.

Even though his physical body was reshaped, the source of hell was still pounding his body continuously. Under the overwhelming load, his flesh and bones creaked again, as if they were about to shatter soon.

But this time, Shen Qingzhu felt a little different.

The pain this time... seems to be a little weaker than last time?

Shen Qingzhu stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched his right 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 source of hell.

It's rare, but that's indeed a force from hell.

Shen Qingzhu had no way to continue thinking, and the severe pain flooded his mind again like a tide. Ten seconds later, his whole body burst into blood rain again.

clang--!

As the jade pendant fell, dao halo reappeared.

The flickering black glow penetrated into the newborn flesh, and Shen Qingzhu's body was outlined again, but this time, his back began to bulge slightly, as if something was about to burst out...

Shen Qingzhu, who had just regained consciousness, let out a low growl in pain, and a cloud of blood burst out from behind.

Stab it!

A pair of pitch-black wings, like transparent and mysterious black gemstones, extended 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 the second rebirth, a mysterious and alluring voice sounded in Shen Qingzhu's mind.

"Who? Who are you?!" Shen Qingzhu yelled on the ice, enduring the severe pain in his body.

"I am the incarnation of the power of evil and corruption hidden in this source for endless years." The voice said slowly, "I am hell..."

"Get out! Get out of my thoughts!"

"You took the initiative to accept my power, you are my servant... pray to me, offer your soul, and I will fulfill all your wishes."

"I don't need you to make my wish come true!!"

On the edge of the blood pool, Lin Qiye looked at the blood-colored ice, Shen Qingzhu, who was half-kneeling on the ground with black wings on his back, roaring ferociously while roaring in pain, froze in place.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and shouted while holding back the pain:

"Brother Drag!! Hold your mind! You must not be affected by the power of corruption in the original source!"

"That source was originally cut from the source of the kingdom of heaven! Its core is actually not evil, but it has been corroded by the fallen angels' fallen power for endless years, and it has become the source of hell!!"

"No matter what happens! Never compromise with the power of corruption! Don't let it control your mind, otherwise you will always be a fallen angel puppet controlled by it!"

With pitch-black wings on his back, Shen Qingzhu continuously exuded an evil aura from his body. When he heard Lin Qiye's voice, a flash of clarity appeared in his eyes for a short time.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly, with flickering black lights flowing on the surface of his skin, slowly tearing at the void in front of him...

Lin Qiye, who was surrounded by four-winged demons, Jiang Er, who was blocked by the beam of light, and An Qingyu, who was suppressed by Roshan, the space around them was distorted at the same time, as if some kind of force was trying to "squeeze" them out of the hell space!

Lin Qiye looked at the gradually blurred hell around him, his pupils shrank slightly.

Hell has been blocked by the power of restraining gods, and it is absolutely impossible for them to take the initiative to send them out... The only person who can do this is Shen Qingzhu who controls a small number of hell centers.

He is competing with the source of hell for control of hell, to send them away.

Shen Qingzhu half-kneeled on the blood-colored ice, his body creaked, and seemed to be about to burst again soon, his expression was grim because of the severe pain, seeing the distorted space around Lin Qiye and the three of them, he unexpectedly showed a touch of relief smile.

"Lin Qiye! Don't underestimate me...I, Shen Qingzhu, am not that fragile."

Lin Qiye resisted being sent out, while trying to grab Shen Qingzhu and bring 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 palely:

"Before I fully control this source of hell, I can't leave here. You just take a step first, just... just do me a favor, help me go home and see if my relatives at home are safe."

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye froze in place.

Blood flowed 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 snapping of fingers echoed in hell.