Chapter 1171: Eyes, Mouth, and Body!

At the end of the handprint of Styx River, at the top of a huge mountain, there is a majestic statue. This statue is a middle-aged man whose face cannot be seen clearly.

With his head down, he seemed to be looking into the abyss. There was a strong breath of death emanating from his body, as if he had become one of the sources of this river of darkness.

Under the statue, outside the black temple, Wang Baole at this moment pushed open the wooden door of the temple, and walked in decisively.

Regardless of the previous entrants, no matter whether there is an unstoppable danger after stepping in, Wang Baole will go in, enter this place, he is not for himself, but for his senior brother.

In order to ring the former friendship, in order to repay a debt from the bottom of my heart.

Whether it is dangerous or not is not important anymore, what is important is that Wang Baole feels that he should go in and do so.

So his footsteps were very firm. At the moment of landing, he crossed the threshold and walked into the temple, and the moment he walked in...as if he had entered another world.

There seems to be no difference between the inner door and the outer door, but only those who have really stepped into this place will know that the inside and the outside are different. The outside world is the bottom of the Styx River, filled with dead air, while the inside of the temple...is... There is another universe, that is a world.

A very large but small world. The reason why it is said to be very large is that it cannot see the edge at a glance, and even the consciousness cannot cover it all. The reason why it is said to be small is because in this majestic world, There is no other existence, only a woman whose body occupies a small half of the world, wearing a red dress, and in front of her, neatly arranged puppets.

Most of these puppets are dim, only three or five are emitting light at this moment.

What's more, from this woman's mouth, the empty ballads spread all over the place.

"One mouth, one eye, one body, with soul, flesh and bones..."

"There are so many illusory eyes, but there are more Mingmu..."

"There is a mouth, eyes and a body, a soul, a flesh and a bone..."

"Everything I've heard is nothing but Xiaohu..."

This ballad came in with a strange call, more like a requiem song. When it fell into Wang Baole's ears, his footsteps stopped, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, but soon this confusion was forced by him. Depressed, the bottom of my heart was even more shocked by this ballad.

It is really the content of this ballad, which is a little...Thinking and scary.

When he looked around, he saw that in this world, the huge woman in red was singing a song, and at the same time took out the glowing puppets from the large number of puppets in front of her, as if she was make.

As for the material... Wang Baole is familiar with it. It is the body of the Mingzong monks who entered this place before. Although not all the Mingzong monks are here, at least 70% of them exist, and all of these Mingzong monks seem to be asleep. Let the woman pinch.

The appearance of this woman is also very frightening. She has no nose, only one eye on her face, and a big bloody mouth. In this whispering song, Wang Baole's eyes contracted and his internal cultivation was running. I felt a strong threat on my body.

This threat has nothing to do with the way of heaven, but comes from the soul, as if his soul was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, reminding him in this way that this place...is extremely dangerous!

Especially when Wang Baole saw that the material of the puppet that was being made by the woman in red at the moment...was a star Dzogchen monk who had just entered this place before him.

But at this moment, under Wang Baole's own eyes, the radiant cultivator was held in the hand of the woman in red, and with a random twist, she actually pulled the cultivator's head off, even more so. When he got down, it was obvious that some phantoms appeared on the monk's body.

These phantoms include monks, mortals, beasts, and plants. If Wang Baole did not have the experience of the Destiny Star, he would not be able to see through them. The shadow should be the previous body of this monk.

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

There was no blood, as if the cultivator had been pieced together in some strange magic, and his head was pressed onto another puppet by the woman in red.

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

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shrink again, and before he could take any action, suddenly, the woman in red stopped singing, with a smiley expression on the corner of her mouth, and raised her head, seemingly very happy, with her single eye, looking at Wang Baole.

"There are mouths, eyes, and body, soul, flesh, and bones." The cheerful voice reverberated, and the woman in red raised her right hand and pointed at Wang Baole. At the slightest chance of him dodging, his mind roared. The next moment, he was horrified to see that his body was uncontrollable, slowly stiffening, and step by step, he was walking towards the woman in red.

Finally, he walked in front of him and stopped behind the many puppets. While he was motionless, his consciousness gradually fell asleep, and everything in front of him slowly faded until it was completely blurred.

Time passed slowly, and the song of the woman in red became more cheerful, but she didn't pick up Wang Baole who had turned into a puppet, but glanced at it from time to time. Whenever there was a light from the puppet's body, it would happily grab it out. Disassemble the production and install the parts on other puppets.

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

There is no vegetation around. Looking from the ground, there is a basin. Looking up, the sky is a starry sky, and not far from the starry sky, there is a blue star.

Very familiar.

"Earth?" Wang Baole was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, someone pushed him beside him. This person Wang Baole was familiar with, and it was...Jin Duoming from the Federation!

"How about it? Do you want to change it?" Jin Duoming blinked at Wang Baole.

"In exchange for what?" Wang Baole asked blankly, Jin Duoming looked at Wang Baole in surprise, muttered a few words, turned around and walked away.

Looking at Jin Duoming who was going away, Wang Baole looked around. After a while, his mind gradually became clear. He recalled everything. Build the foundation here.

"Yes, Foundation Establishment!" Wang Baole's heart was shaken, his eyes showed bright light, he looked around quickly, and galloped towards the distance at high speed with the cultivation base of Qi Condensation and Great Perfection.

Along the way, he saw those strange and ferocious beasts unique to the moon. Whether it was the moon fairy or those fierce spirits that were full of evil spirits when they saw people, Wang Baole had to be careful. At the same time, there were familiar figures one after another. Appeared in Wang Baole's eyes.

This made Wang Baole completely immersed in this world, unaware of the problems here, and also unaware of his current state, which was very wrong.

At the same time, in Styx, under the statue, in the temple, in the world where the woman in red was, the statue of Wang Baole suddenly radiated light from the original darkness at this moment, as if it represented maturity, making the woman in red The woman cheered, raised her hand and grabbed the puppet that Wang Baole turned into. With joy, she pinched his head and pulled it away...

Under this tugging, the shadows of Wang Baole's past life suddenly transformed one after another. Whether it was a god, a zombie, a deer, or a resentful soldier, they all seemed to be pulled off instantly, but at this moment, in the shadow of Wang Baole's past life, The black wooden boards were also pulled out by the other party's supernatural powers, so that the woman in red pulled...but didn't move!

The woman was taken aback.

At the same time, in the lunar world that Wang Baole was immersed in, he was carefully working hard to build a foundation. His body shook violently, and the nothingness around him shook violently. It seemed that there was a strong pull. This pull did not come from the earth, but from The starry sky, from all directions, from all ranges, finally converged on his neck.

But during the pull, it seemed that the other party had used all their strength, but did not break his neck. Gradually, the world calmed down, but Wang Baole showed a struggle in his eyes, shook his head, touched his neck, and showed suspicion in his eyes.

"Who's pulling my neck?"

In the next moment, the world shook again, stronger and stronger!

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I'm writing, the second chapter will be later