At the end of the Styx's handprint, million feet away, at the top of the giant mountain standing, there is a magnificent statue. This statue is a middle-aged man who can't see his face clearly.

He lowered his head, as if he was looking into the abyss, with a strong aura of death radiating from him, as if he had become one of the sources of the Styx River.

And under the statue, outside the black temple, Wang Baole at this moment pushed open the wooden door of the temple and walked in with decisiveness.

No matter what the entrant had before, no matter whether there was a irresistible danger after stepping in, Wang Baole would go in. Entering this place was not for himself, but for his senior brother.

In order to reunite the friendship of the past, to repay the whole heart without any owed.

It is no longer important to be dangerous or not. What is important is that Wang Baole feels that he should go in and do this.

So his steps were very firm. He crossed the threshold and walked into the temple at the moment of falling, and at the moment of entering... he seemed to have entered another world.

There seems to be no difference between the inner door and the outside, but only when you truly step into the life here will you know that the inside and the outside are different. The outside world is at the bottom of the Styx, with death filled with it, but there is another world inside the temple, that is a world.

A big, but very small world is so big that it cannot see the edge at a glance, and its spiritual consciousness cannot cover everything. The reason why it is very small is that in this magnificent world, there is no other existence, only one body occupies half of the world, the woman in red and the neatly arranged puppets in front of her.

Most of these puppets were dim, with only three or five, radiating light at this moment.

And there is also the songs of nothingness spread from this woman's mouth.

"A mouth, eyes, body, soul, flesh and bones..."

"The only thing I see is the dark wood...

"Have a mouth, eyes, and body, and a soul, a flesh and a bone..."

"Everything I heard was crying, but Xiaohu was missing..."

The song came in a slight way, with a strange call, and it was more like a requiem. When it fell into Wang Baole's ears, his steps paused, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes, but soon the confusion was forced to suppress it, and he was even more shocked by the song in his heart.

It’s really the content of this song, and it’s a bit...thinking and terrifying.

When he looked at it, he saw that in this world, the huge woman in red was singing a song while taking out the shiny few of the puppets in front of him, as if she was making it.

As for the materials... Wang Baole was familiar with it. It was the body of the Nether Sect cultivators who had entered this place before. Although not all Nether Sect cultivators were here, at least 70% of them existed. Moreover, these Nether Sect cultivators seemed to be sleeping, allowing the woman to stumble.

The woman's appearance was also very terrifying. She had no nose, only one eye on her face, and a big blood-colored mouth. In this gentle song, Wang Baole's eyes contracted and his cultivation was running. He felt a strong threat in the woman.

This threat has nothing to do with the way of heaven, but comes from the soul, just as if his soul could not control himself at this moment, reminding him in this way that this place is extremely dangerous!

Especially when Wang Baole saw that the puppet that was being made in the hand of the woman in red, the material... was a monk who had entered the Great Perfection of Stars just before him.

At this moment, under Wang Baole's own eyes, the monk with light radiated from his body was held in his hand by the woman in red. He twisted it casually and actually pulled the monk's head off. When he pulled it down, some phantoms appeared on the monk's body.

These phantoms include monks, mortals, beasts, and plants. If Wang Baole had no experience with the Destiny Star, he would not be able to see through it. But when he looked at it at this moment, he was shocked and immediately realized that those phantoms should be the body of this monk's previous life.

"What kind of existence is this? It can directly act on the origin of the soul. The head that is pulled down is not in this life, but its true origin!"

Without blood, it was as if this monk had become a pieced together in some strange magic, and his head was pressed on another puppet by the woman in red.

At the same time, the monk's body was quickly broken down, his arms, his legs, and his body seemed to have become parts and were installed on other puppets.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shrink again, without waiting for him to take action, suddenly, the woman in red paused, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She raised her head and seemed very happy, looking at Wang Baole with her single eyes.

"There are mouth, eyes, bodies, soul, flesh and bones." As the cheerful voice echoed, the woman in red raised her right hand and pointed to Wang Baole. Wang Baole wanted to dodge, but this finger fell, and there was no possibility of dodging him at all. His mind roared. The next moment, he saw in horror that his body was uncontrollable, slowly stiffening, and step by step, he walked towards the woman in red.

Finally, he walked to him and stood behind the many puppets. While he was motionless, his consciousness gradually fell asleep, and everything in front of him slowly began to be completely blurred.

Time passed slowly, and the songs of the woman in red became more cheerful, but she did not pick up Wang Baole, who turned into a puppet. Instead, she took a look at it from time to time. Whenever the puppet's body emitted light, it would happily grab it, decompose and make it, and install the parts on other puppets.

At this moment, Wang Baole disappeared with his consciousness, but when his eyes were brighter again, he was no longer in the temple, but on a familiar battlefield.

There is no vegetation around. From the ground, there are basins everywhere. Looking up, I saw that the sky was the starry sky, and not far from the starry sky, there was a blue star.

Very familiar.

"Earth?" Wang Baole was stunned. The next moment, someone immediately pushed him. Wang Baole was also familiar with this person. It was actually... Jin Duming from the Federation!

"How is it, will you change it?" Jin Duoming blinked at Wang Baole.

"What's the change?" Wang Baole said blankly. Jin Duoming looked at Wang Baole in surprise, muttered a few words, ignored him, and turned around and walked away.

Looking at Jin Duming who was leaving, Wang Baole looked around. After a while, his mind gradually became clear and recalled everything. He remembered that he had obtained the qualification to try the moon in Piaomiao Taoist Temple and wanted to build a foundation here.

"Yes, build the foundation!" Wang Baole's heart was shocked, his eyes showed a bright light, and he looked around quickly, and he galloped towards the distance with his great perfection of Qi Condensation.

Along the way, he saw the strange beasts unique to the moon, whether it was the moon fairy or the evil spirits that were filled with evil spirits when they saw people, which forced Wang Baole to be careful. At the same time, there were familiar figures after another, which gradually appeared in Wang Baole's eyes.

This made Wang Baole completely immersed in this world, not aware of the problems here, nor did he realize that his current state was not right.

At the same time, in the Styx, under the statue, in the temple, in the world where the woman in red was, Wang Baole's statue suddenly shone brightly from the original dimness, as if it was mature, causing the woman in red to cheer, raised her hand and grabbed the puppet that Wang Baole turned into. With happiness, she pinched his head and pulled it outward...

With this pull, Wang Baole's shadows in his previous life suddenly transformed into one after another. Whether it was the gods, zombies, deer, or resentful soldiers, they seemed to be about to be pulled off in an instant, but at this moment, in Wang Baole's shadow in his previous life, the black wooden board was also drawn out by the other party's magical powers, which made the woman in red pull... not pulling it!

The woman was stunned.

At the same time, in the moon world that Wang Baole was immersed in, he was working hard to build the foundation. His body suddenly shook, and nothingness around him shook violently, as if a force was pulling hard. The pull did not come from the earth, but from the starry sky, from all directions, from the entire range, and finally gathered on his neck.

But while pulling, it seemed as if the other party had used all his strength, but he didn't pull his neck and broke it. Gradually, the world calmed down. Wang Baole's eyes showed a trace of struggle, shook his head, touched his neck, and showed suspicion in his eyes.

"Who is pulling my neck?"

The next moment, the world shook again, with greater force and stronger pulling!

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Chapter completed!