Chapter 3021: Messy Memory (1)

Jun Wu Xie stood in the darkness, as if he had fallen into the abyss of the soul. Everywhere around him contained countless souls.

"This is the Lord's plan." Jun Wuxie's eyes swept across the babies. Those souls who were quietly sleeping did not make any movement. Shortly after they were born, their vitality was cut off and they were trapped. In this small crystal ball, waiting for the day of final demise.

When the conjecture becomes reality, the level of cruelty doubles without knowing it.

"I suddenly feel that the people of the Upper Three Realms are very sad." Jun Wuyao said suddenly.

Jun Wu Xie lowered his eyes, "Yeah, how sad this is. Blood sacrifice to the Three Realms, why should blood sacrifice to the Three Realms? Once the blood sacrifice begins, I am afraid that even the living beings in the Three Realms will also perish." Jun Wu Xie couldn't help but think of it. Those who, in order to follow in the footsteps of the Lord, tried their best to build the blood sacrifice magic circle, even Luo Qingcheng back then was not lured by such power, and completely lost their nature.

But how would they know that it is impossible for them to obtain powerful power at all. The purpose of their existence is to dedicate their souls to blood sacrifices. In the end, there is only one person who can truly shatter the void and obtain the supreme power, and the others People are just pitiful and sad funeral objects.

Perhaps, until the day they die, they will realize that they are all a group of pawns that are being used.

The funny thing is that they paid everything for it.

"How can the person who created all this care about the lives of others? What he wants, has always been the most powerful force, that desire makes him addicted, he can't see everything around him, he can only see To the supreme position." Jun Wuyao felt boring, he never felt how glorious the supreme powerhouse is, he has always felt that this world is so boring, killing, surviving, and war are all for killing The concoction of time.

It was not until he met Jun Wuxie that he had his own perseverance and the idea of ​​fighting to protect a person.

Both are strong, but the concept of the Lord and Jun Wuyao is diametrically opposite.

I don't know how long it took, and how many souls I saw, Jun Wu Xie and the others finally came to an end.

It was a huge underground palace. The whole palace was a huge circle. Around the circle, there were light blue flames that shrouded the whole palace in a gloomy and cold environment.

At the center of the circle, there is an altar that is made of unknown material.

There were faintly mottled bloodstains on the table.

Jun Wuxie subconsciously wanted to walk forward, but Jun Wuyao suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Jun Wuxie turned his head suspiciously, but suddenly found that a look of pain appeared on Jun Wuyao's face, his brows were quietly wrinkled, and a hand was placed on his temple.

"What's wrong?" Jun Wu Xie was startled.

Jun Wuyao gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He didn't know how to explain to Jun Wuxie, the picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

Fragmented, but painful picture.

The messy picture seemed to overlap with everything in front of him. He vaguely saw the face of the Lord. In this underground palace shrouded in blue fire, he was bound with his hands and feet and placed on the altar.

He saw the Lord smiling, and also saw Su Ruiying, who was standing beside him, with his head lowered. The scene was truly terrifying.