My practice narration is weird

Gloomy sky, dead silent villages, decaying corpses all over the ground.

And the brocade robe man who was still talking and talking.

Ye Wuyou suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He stood up and jumped towards the brocade robe man.

"Brother Ye, I'm telling the truth. Do you really want to fight me?!"

"Take out the bell! There's something wrong with that thing!"

The brocade robe man's face darkened and he was about to retreat.

But a giant hand stopped him, and then another tiny ghost hand gently swept across his chest.

The bell was picked up by the small hand and hung in the air.

It's not that Ye Wuyou didn't take it, but... he couldn't take it.

The ghost hand that could lift a thousand-pound boulder couldn't lift a small bell at this moment.

"Brother Ye! You..." The brocade robe man roared angrily and was about to explode, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he stopped talking.

It was nothing else, just because the bell used to seal the "eyeball" had a crack on it.

"Didn't you say it could be sealed?" Ye Wuyou's face was solemn.

"I, I didn't expect this bell to break so quickly."

The man in brocade robe had an ugly look on his face, but this was not the time to argue. He clasped his hands together and was about to use his magical power.

Crack, crack... bang!

The brocade robe man's reinforcement spell had not yet been used. In the surprised eyes of the two, the bell that was temporarily used as a container completely shattered.

The two people's mood fell to the bottom at this moment.

Without the container, the brocade robe man could not use the sealing spell, how could he take this thing?

Something that disturbed people's minds casually.

A ray of white light emerged from the broken bell, but did not leave, but just stayed quietly in the air at the same place.

For the first time, Ye Wuyou really saw the appearance of that thing clearly.

Eyeball, a very strange eyeball.

Unlike humans, this thing has no white of the eye, but a pure black instead, and in the pitch-black eyeball, there is a red vertical pupil.

Extremely weird.

Ye Wuyou's mind was thinking frantically at this moment, and he clearly listed the information one by one.

Now there are many bad news and good news.

Bad news, this extremely weird ghost thing ran out.

Good news, this eyeball didn't look at me at the first time.

Bad news, the eyeball didn't look at me, but the pressure made me unable to move.

Good news, I can let the "ghost" reach out and grab me and run.

The weird eyeball escaped from the bell, first looked at the Yunwu Mountain in the distance, then swept around and looked at the village below.

And as this thing looked at it, the corpses that were beheaded by the man in brocade robes before, now crawled up from the ground again.

Moreover, one by one, they began to recover vitality and regenerate flesh and blood.

The blue giant hand behind him grabbed, and Ye Wuyou was caught by the "ghost" and ran away.

The brocade-robed man didn't know what means he used at this moment. He burst into blood mist all over his body, and he actually escaped from the huge pressure. Then a blood mist dragged him into the air.

The brocade-robed man who ran away looked at the scene below the village, and his eyes were shocked.

"Can the dead be resurrected?"

"It's fake, it's an illusion, can't you, a member of the Thousand Illusions Sect, see it?" Ye Wuyou responded standing on the ghost hand.

The bloody brocade-robed man came to his senses, and then shouted at Ye Wuyou who was also running at lightning speed.

"Brother Ye, let's not talk about the previous things. Now you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. Don't hide any means."

Ye Wuyou was slightly startled, looked at the anxious eyes of the brocade-robed man, nodded silently, and then turned his head away, with a silent expression.

The brocade-robed man still didn't know that he was dead.

The two of them came to the first well quickly and in perfect harmony.

Now that the plan had failed, they could only leave.

But around the well, more than a dozen figures gathered at this moment, bursts of different colors of light burst out from them, which were various magical powers.

Those people were once practitioners, long dead or even only left with remains, but at this moment they regained their bodies.

Ye Wuyou made a simple judgment. Without a sneak attack, he had no chance of winning against these guys.

"Kill kill kill kill kill!"

A roar came from his ears, and Ye Wuyou turned his head and saw that it was the man in brocade robes who had rushed out.

At this moment, he risked his life.

The shrill blood mist enveloped every practitioner who regained his body below, accompanied by the heartbreaking roar of the man in brocade robes, and the blood rushed out like a dragon, killing everything around him.

After doing all this, the man in brocade robes, who was already bleeding, leaned against the well and couldn't even stand steadily.

"Haha, a bunch of dead people want to stop the living? Want to kill me? I still have to rebuild the Qianhuan Gate!" The man in brocade robes grinned and was about to jump into the well.

But as he jumped down, he fell heavily on the tiles, and his face came into close contact with the bricks and tiles.

Tiles? Why are there tiles?

The man in brocade robes just rubbed his face and wanted to get up, but as he raised his eyes, he first saw Ye Wuyou's ugly face, and then looked up at the sky.

"Haha, haha..." He laughed miserably, and the strength in his heart that just supported him to get up suddenly dissipated, and he fell directly to the ground.

The eyeball had turned its sight around and looked at the two of them without knowing when.

Everything just now was all fake, all illusions.

I have been on this rooftop without moving since the beginning.

Ye Wuyou didn't care about the other party at this moment. He didn't look up, but he could still clearly feel the gaze of the eyeball.

Why!

I had clearly rushed to the well, but in the blink of an eye I was back on the roof.

Didn't you say that I would not be disturbed by this thing? Was everything just now an illusion?

[No, how can the illusion of this waste's aura affect you? Everything just now was true, and everything now is also true]

What nonsense! If it's all true, then how could I be pulled back?

[The aura of the aura of the avenue is not to be feared at all, because it was not it that attacked, it just borrowed the power of another remains here]

Another remains? Is there something weird in this place?

Ye Wuyou suddenly remembered the place where the eyeball looked at first when it was released.

The inside of Yunwu Mountain, or... the mountains farther behind Yunwu Mountain?

What should I do then?

This time the narrator did not respond, not even a dog barked.

But a moment later, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

[It doesn't matter, these old-time stinking skins are not vulnerable at all, just run the "Wu Xiang Xin Jing" and return to the state of no self...]

Hehe.

Ye Wuyou ignored the voice in his mind again.

After entering the first level of the "Wu Xiang Xin Jing" twice in a row, Ye Wuyou already understood that it was not a good thing.

Moreover, "no self" seemed to subtly affect his thinking, making him closer and closer to the arrogant self in the narrator's mouth.

But the most important thing is that even if he entered that level, his strength would indeed be improved, but he would not be able to win.

He entered twice in a row, and lost to others twice, and what he lost was his arrogance.

Ye Wuyou lowered his head and did not look at the eyeball in the air.

But he suddenly felt his body sticky.

He reached out and touched the side of his face.

But he touched a sticky piece, and... rotten meat.

Am I rotting?

Is this an illusion or reality?

He finally stopped dodging, raised his head, and looked into the eyeball.

The scarlet demon pupils emitted a strange light.

Countless dark blue arms attacked the eyeball, but they all stayed at a distance of several feet, unable to move forward.

Ye Wuyou found that he could not move, and could not even look away.

"Bang."

A slight shattering sound.

As if unable to bear the gaze, one of Ye Wuyou's eyeballs suddenly exploded.

Blood spilled all over the ground, and the severe pain was transmitted to every nerve in the body.

Ye Wuyou could not move, but with this severe pain, he let out a scream, and the dark blue weirdness behind him emerged, and the figure sank slightly, and stretched out his hand to cover Ye Wuyou's whole body.

It seemed to protect, but also seemed to kill the person hugged.

"Swallow, swallow it for me!" Ye Wuyou gritted his teeth and spit out a word with blood foam.

Countless soul powers came from the strangeness behind him and merged into his body.

All the soul powers left by Xia Anmeng, all the soul powers of the remnant soul of the fourth realm of Qianhuanmen that were killed before.

These soul powers were originally stored in the strangeness, because Ye Wuyou could not bear such a huge power, so he simply used the strangeness as a power bank.

But now, Ye Wuyou no longer cares so much.

Whether he was stared at by the eyeball and rotted to death, or was blown up alive, or was killed by the group of "resurrected" practitioners below.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!

The pressure of being stared at, at this moment, finally weakened a lot with the strength of his own momentum.

Ye Wuyou raised his head, and the only remaining eye stared at the eyeball in the air, opened his mouth, and let out a hoarse and sinister laugh.

"Do you know why I am not afraid of death?"

In the sky, the countless blue ghost hands still couldn't get close to the eyeball.

But behind Ye Wuyou, the dark blue figure stretched out its biggest ghost hand and grabbed his waist tightly.

The eyeball in the sky didn't know whether it could understand Ye Wuyou's words, but it still stared at Ye Wuyou quietly, as if waiting for the other party's next words.

Ye Wuyou smiled, and he laughed arrogantly at the eyeball.

"Because it's not me who died! I didn't expect that I still have a life!"

As he said that, the dark blue giant hand threw him out and rushed straight into the air.

With all the soul power madly spreading in his body and the great power of the "ghost", Ye Wuyou broke through the blockade of ten feet.

Looking at this scene, the scarlet pupils even showed very human doubts and surprise at this moment.

The scarlet color moved, as if it wanted to perform something else, but then, in the sight of the eyeball, it fell into darkness.

Ye Wuyou covered his mouth tightly, chewing up and down in his mouth.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The blood was red, but there were other colors.

Finally, with a gulp, Ye Wuyou opened his mouth. There was nothing inside except blood.

He ate the eyeball.

Then, Ye Wuyou fell from the air and fell to the ground, unconscious.

But when he fainted, the voice in his mind sounded again, but this time Ye Wuyou didn't hear it.

[Yes, this is the state of mind you should have. What does the life of a demon fox count for? If you die, you die.]

[Destroy everything, kill everything, sacrifice everything, and finally get everything]

[This is the real you, this is your true self, you are finally one step closer to the true selflessness]

The voice fell silent for a while, then it sounded again.

[It is just the remnant of the aura of the Great Dao, just swallow it...]

This plot is almost over

The fox is not dead yet

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