Cultivation of Life Winner

Huang Mao was led to run all the way, in fact, Huang Mao had already regained consciousness halfway, but he couldn't open his eyes or move.But he seemed very calm, without any signs of struggle.And the person with Huang Mao didn't make any more moves when he saw that he was awake.

I don't know how much time has passed, Huang Mao only felt the strong wind howling in his ears, until a voice came to his ears, "My lord, how are your preparations going?"

"Don't worry, I've been planning for a hundred years, just for today, and I will never fail! I'm different from Huyan Jueming, that trash went to the wasteland of Central Continent and was tricked!"

"The Second Young Master is naturally inferior to you. By the way, the Eighth Young Master, I caught a boy today. His thunder method seems to have something special. Would you like to take a look?"

"No need, just throw him into a mass grave. No matter what is special about it, the spirit and blood of my soul can only be used by me in the end."

"What Hachiko said is true."

Huang Mao felt that he was being mentioned again, and after a while, Huang Mao smelled evil spirits around him.

"Boy, let's turn into a bone here!"

Huang Mao was thrown out, and his back seemed to hit a pile of rocks.

The man left, and Huang Mao could hear the disappearance of the man's breath.Afterwards, Huang Mao realized that he had regained control of his body.He opened his eyes, and what he saw was that he was in a pile of bones.

Seeing these bones, Huang Mao took a deep breath.It's not that he has never seen bones, even in the sacrificial place of the ruined city, there are also bones like mountains, but this is different.

The bones here are full of endless resentment. Obviously, these bones were all killed by people.The people who killed them specially piled up the bones, supplemented by formations and terrain, deliberately preserved the resentment, and expanded the resentment, turning this place into a place of ghosts and ghosts.

Huang Mao stayed for a while, and did not dare to practice here, in order to prevent the absorption of resentment into the body.Getting up, Huang Mao climbed up from the pit of bones, and found that the surroundings were closed, but the resentment in the pit of bones was continuously generated, and there seemed to be a specific place to go.

Huang Mao's expression changed, but he released his shame.

Shame is still the same as before, with a small flower bag bulging between the two leaves, and in it, two vine whips are waving.Strange stripes are engraved on the leaves.Huang Mao knew that these stripes belonged to the talent of shyness.

Shame looked very excited, and walked around Huang Mao several times as soon as she came out, and the cane whip kept rubbing Huang Mao's cheeks, looking intimate.

"Okay, don't make trouble for now. Shame on you, look at where these grievances have been sucked into. I always feel a little flustered. I'm afraid this place has something to do with me." Huang Mao frowned, he was in Huangquan Under the picture, a trace of causality is clearly realized, and some things can be sensed in the dark.

Sigh, shyly waved the vine whip, the two leaves moved slightly, and then quickly moved towards a place.

Huang Mao followed shyly behind. After some twists and turns, a new world finally appeared before Huang Mao's eyes.Fortunately, there is shame as a guide, Huang Mao really did not expect that there is such a strange way out of the seemingly sealed mass grave.

But even after getting out of the mass grave, Huang Mao felt even more uneasy.

In front of his eyes, was a huge sea of ​​thunder floating in mid-air, and under the sea of ​​thunder, there were tens of thousands of souls screaming miserably.These spirits are suffering from thunder calamity every day, and it stands to reason that they should have disappeared long ago, but there is endless resentment coming from the void to nourish these spirits, making them unable to survive or die.And in the sea of ​​thunder, a drop of crimson blood like a jewel like a jewel, with a little bit of translucent light floating quietly.

"I hate you, kill my wife and children, and destroy my Huang family. If there is an afterlife, I will eat their flesh and drink their blood!"

"Kill kill!!"

"My son, let me go."

"If I don't take this revenge, I will swear to the death that I will not be human!!"

"..."

In the ears, there are the wailing and mourning of those souls who were previously soaked in resentment.In Huang Mao's eyes, a dark light gradually emerged, and then gradually increased, as if to cover his entire eyeballs.

The Huang clan, these bones are all from the Huang clan!

Although he came from another world, the physical body in this life was bestowed by the Huang family. Huang Mao would never deny the origin of the Huang family and him.The Huang family and him are bound by blood, killing the Huang family is killing his blood relatives!

"As long as my Huang family is still alive, today's enmity, I swear to the death that I will not forget it!"

The black air in Huang Mao's eyes became more and more intense, and along with the black threads, a wisp of purple air loomed on his face.

Obviously, seeing the miserable souls of the Huang clan all over the sky, Huang Mao's heart was shocked.And it was also at this moment that the endless resentment affected Huang Mao's mind, and he lost the restraint of shame. The purple aura was obviously unwilling to be lonely, and came out intending to get involved.

When the black air was about to cover all Huang Mao's eyeballs, the two lightning forces in his eyes moved, slowly swimming around his pupils.Suddenly, Huang Mao's body stopped, and big drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.Obviously, Huang Mao is struggling between sobriety and sinking.

All of a sudden, Huang Mao bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and when he recovered a little clarity from the severe pain, Huang Mao actually lifted his foot and let himself jump under the lightning!

Surrounding him, there are endless blood relatives and unjust souls howling.Above his head, violent thunder and lightning bombarded him all the time.

The thunder and lightning penetrated into the bones, tendons, dantian, etc. of the body along the skin, and the huge pain made Huang Mao's forehead throb. This pain seemed to have a huge force raging in his body, tearing him apart. Every piece of skin, every meridian.In this great pain, Huang Mao trembled all over, as if he was about to pass out completely in the next moment.

Xixiu walked back and forth anxiously beside the thunder pool, stretching out the cane several times to try to fish Huang Mao up.It's a pity that the power of thunder and lightning is very strong, and Xie Xiu can't get close at all.At that time, the continuous stream of resentment will be a rare thing for Shame, and it can be absorbed.

Huang Mao gritted his teeth, he didn't know how much time had passed.Originally, he only wanted to use the thunder's bombardment to dispel the resentment in his body, but he didn't expect that the thunder and lightning entering his body would cause such great pain.

Time passed slowly, and Huang Mao didn't know how long it had passed. When he opened his eyes again, most of the resentment that had affected his body just now had disappeared.And then the purple aura dissipated a little.

This was a happy thing, but looking at the screaming ghosts of the Huang clan around him, Huang Mao sighed lightly.Huang Jianqiu didn't want to tell him about the murderer of the Huang clan who was massacred, but was that person a member of the Huyan Dynasty?

Huang Mao had met people from the Huyan Dynasty in Central Continent.At that time, in order to compete for Yun Xiaozi's dojo, Huyan Jueming appeared.did not expect.If that person hadn't mentioned Huyan Jueming just now, Huang Mao wouldn't have known that those two were from the Huyan Dynasty!

Although Huang Mao had never seen the great power of the Huyan Dynasty, he was already mentally prepared for the worst.But no matter what, the revenge of the extermination of the clan must be avenged!

Thoughts were churning in his mind, Huang Mao calmed down a bit, and finally got tempered again under the thunder and lightning.But this time, Huang Mao also discovered that the power of lightning could be absorbed by him.And as he absorbed it, the thunder and lightning in his eyes also became active a little bit, as if there was a tendency to break through.

half year later.

Under the sea of ​​thunder, Huang Mao's clothes were already torn, his hair was messy and draped behind his back, his skin was dry, and there seemed to be only a layer of skin attached to his bones.His hair didn't have the slightest luster, and what was even more weird was that his heart didn't even beat a bit.But on his skin, a thin layer of lightning power quietly covered it.

If it weren't for the power of this layer of lightning, he would be like a dead body.

Finally, under the force of thunder and lightning, Huang Mao slowly opened his eyes.His whole body seemed to be cut off from life, but only these eyes were extremely bright.Deep in the pupils of both eyes, two crimson lightning bolts slowly dissipated in it.If someone sees it, they will definitely find that the power of the thunder and lightning is somewhat similar to the thunder disaster experienced by the monks.

Huang Mao raised his skinny hands, pinched his fingers and counted the time, "So, it's been half a year."

When he got up, Zhou Shen's bones cracked suddenly, and the lightning in midair could not hurt him at this moment.And with Huang Mao's movements, the lightning on his skin quickly submerged into his body, and as the lightning disappeared, his skin quickly returned to its original white and delicate appearance.

Out of the sea of ​​thunder, Xiuxie immediately greeted him.In half a year, it also absorbed a lot of resentment.The second flower bud has grown a lot, and the first flower bud has sprouts, as if it is about to bloom.

"In the past six months, I've made you worry." Huang Mao touched the shy leaves and said.

Sigh, shyly answer Huang Mao in his own language.

Huang Mao smiled, then turned to look at the endless ghost.These spirits were imprisoned here, and suffered from thunder and lightning bombardment day and night, but only to extract the purest trace of blood power from these spirits.This person is so vicious, the crime is truly unforgivable!

Huang Mao raised his head, and above the thunder and lightning, a drop of blood-red blood was like pearls and treasures.Although I don't know what's special about the Huang family's bloodline in this boundless world, but seeing how unscrupulous someone wants to get it, I'm afraid it's not so easy.If he could leave this place, he would have to ask Huang Jianqiu carefully in the future.