Chapter 653: The Voice of the Broken Face of the God

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For those who have passed the first level of the trial, they have a great degree of freedom. They can choose to leave at any time, or they can step in at any time and try to open the door to the highest palace.

This time is half a year.

So after making an agreement with the captain, Xu Qing chose to return, waiting for the oil the captain said, while also adapting to his own drug prohibition.

As for the captain, because his body was sealed in the depths of the lake, what appeared in the gate was the body of his consciousness, so he could not leave and could only stay here.

The captain didn't mind this at all. He bit the Red Mother's totem and continued to bite it like a mad dog, enjoying himself.

Time goes by like this day by day.

The war in the Moon Sacrifice Territory is becoming more and more fierce, and is going on in various places. The suppression of the Red Moon Temple is equally fast, the war continues to burn, and the resistance is still strong.

The Fifth Grandma and the Eighth Grandpa have never come back since they disappeared. At the same time, the Crown Prince and Princess Mingmei have also gone out many times, and I don’t know what they are busy with.

As a result, the small medicine shop was less lively than before, but Wu Jianwu was still keen on reciting poems, Ning Yan still mopped the floor every day, and Li Yougui worked part-time as a guard.

Although You Jing and Mo Gui Laoli noticed that Prince Dao and others often went out, they did not dare to have any thoughts of escaping and maintained the status quo.

As for Xu Qing, during these days, he also frequently left the drug store and searched for a place to test his drug prohibition in the Kusheng Mountains.

At this moment, his figure shuttled through the mountains at an astonishing speed. Even with the sun tied to his body and a trumpet-like hat on his head, he had long been accustomed to all this.

Now he is able to carry on as normal under this astonishing weight.

Even faster than before, it turned into an afterimage among the mountains. After a while, it appeared in a valley.

The rock walls of this valley are like honeycombs, with traces of erosion.

There is still an aura of drug prohibition all around, so that all living people will instinctively feel the crisis of life and death when approaching, so they stay away from it.

This is where Xu Qing experimented with the purpose of his drug ban.

After arriving here, Xu Qing felt around and made sure it was okay. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After burning the incense, as his eyes opened and closed, Xu Qing's eyes had turned pitch black, with no eyeballs or whites visible, everything was black.

Even if someone is here, after paying attention, they will feel as if they are facing an abyss.

Wherever he looked, corrosion appeared instantly, and the power of poisonous ban exploded. The base began to twist in all directions, and the hazy image covered everything.

This scene is very similar to the sky god's broken face and eyes opening.

It's just that in terms of power, Xu Qing is much smaller here, but even so, it is still amazing.

It can be said that Xu Qing is growing every moment when he comes to the Moon Festival Territory. If he returns to Fenghai County now, he will definitely shock all his former friends.

But this growth is not without cost.

At this moment, Xu Qing's expression gradually became complicated. This was not the first time he looked at this place with a drug ban, but every time he used this magical power these days, waves would rise in his heart.

Xu Qing murmured in his heart. In his eyes, although the valley was still a valley, it was not made of rocks, but of countless skeletons, both human and alien.

The entire world is made of bones, and so is the ground.

The door of death is the only main theme here, and the gray wind in the distance is different in Xu Qing's eyes.

It was a huge snake with an incomparably huge body. It opened its mouth at the end of the sky, and its breath was the source of the gray wind. Every time its body moved, scales would fall, turning into fly ash, and wine would fall to the ground.

Farther away, the world outside the desert was vaguely visible, and it was snowing.

Red blood fell like goose feathers, but unfortunately, ninety-nine percent of the monks could not see this scene.

"And the remnants of the sky."

Xu Qing silently raised his head, staring at the remaining face looming above the gray wind and red snow, with only his eyes open.

The place you are looking at is not here.

Different worlds are seen from different perspectives, which one is real?

Xu Qing was silent. After a long time, Qian Tou took out a sajie for experiment.

The scorpion was a foot long. After Xu Qing took it out, it was trembling there, not daring to resist or struggle, as if to it, Xu Qing in front of it was a god.

In Xu Qing's eyes, the shape of the scorpion was different from the normal view. It was not a scorpion, but a dim light source, and its shape was even constantly changing, as if it was crawling.

In the end, the light source was completely dim, turned into pitch black, and dissipated in Xu Qing's eyes.

If an outsider is here, they can see the scorpion turning into blood.

After a long time, Xu Qing raised his hand and his eyes fell on his palm. Still the palm. Only there was some dandelion-like velvet on it, densely covering it, trying to absorb its flesh and blood.

There are even some that have penetrated into the flesh and are spreading inwards.

It was obviously supposed to be severe pain, but Xu Qing didn't feel anything.

He knows what it is.

heterogeneous

Xu Qing murmured, Xu Qing knew the heterogeneity of this world from the moment he was born, and he understood it even better after he came into contact with cultivation.

But many times, with the improvement of cultivation and the gradual separation from the mundane world, the pain caused by heterogeneity seems to have been unconsciously ignored.

And the alienation brought about by cultivation seems to be getting less and less. But Xu Qing understands that this is caused by the different levels. In fact, the torture of ordinary people by heterogeneity still exists, such as the curse of the Moon Sacrifice Domain, which is one of them.

He knew very well that just because his shadow could swallow up the alien, he couldn't think that the alien was not scary.

Now, he felt strange again.

"Heterogeneous, but alive"

The waves in Xu Qu's mind spread and he felt the world again.

The giant snake in the sky was transformed by the god who made the deal with the captain, including this wind.

The red snow in the sky is the strangeness of the red mother.

The velvet on the palms is the foreign matter floating here, and its origin is unknown.

If you think about other places, there will be more heterogeneities, and the types are the same. As long as the gods have walked or seen, heterogeneity will be formed.

Heterogeneous, not one.

My drug prohibition is actually also heterogeneous in nature.

So before, the drug ban was harmful to all living things and all races, but now what I can see is that it is even more clear that it is invading everything.

A dark light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and the velvet on his hands suddenly trembled. After all turning into pitch black, they fell off, exposing Xu Qing's skin.

On the skin, a black grimace can be seen, covering the original location of the hair.

Evil, cold, death, and unknown are all the aura of this ghost face.

This is the drug ban in the eyes of the gods.

It can be one grimace, or countless grimaces, and each one is different and can grow on its own under Xu Qing's gaze.

This is a curse to all beings inferior to it.

Xu Qing closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them again, he looked at his own shadow.

The shadow trembled, revealing fluctuations in the pleasing situation.

Xu Qing's expression was a little strange. This wasn't the first time he looked at the shadow with his drug-forbidden eyes, but it was different every time.

Looking at it now, it has changed again and turned into a back figure. This figure is extremely tall and majestic, giving people a feeling of an explosion of power, and at the same time it also carries some violence and domineering, with a rainbow-like momentum.

But in the next moment, it changed again and turned into a ball of ink, flowing around Xu Qing. After a while, Xu Qing looked away.

So, what does the heterogeneity of the residual face look like?

Xu Qing suddenly had an impulse. He wanted to feel the strangeness of the broken face.

But he also had a hunch that this was dangerous.

Xu Qu thought for a moment, but suppressed his curiosity. There were too many strange things in this world, and strong curiosity often brought great terror.

"You want to know the strangeness of the broken face of the god?" At the moment Xu Qing gave up, the prince's voice suddenly appeared, and his figure floated silently in mid-air, looking at Xu Qing.

Princess Mingmei is also there.

I have met two seniors.

Xu Qing immediately cupped his fists and bowed.

Princess Mingmei nodded, looked at Xu Qing, and spoke calmly.

‘If you want to see it, just take a look, and you will also know what you will face in the future. ’

When she said these words, Princess Mingmei's eyes were profound.

Xu Qing's eyes flashed when he heard this. After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate anymore. With a sway of his body, he rose directly from the valley and rushed into the sky.

He galloped all the way, kept flying up, and kept rising, until he flew out of the range of the big snake and out of the aftermath of the red snow. The moment he was at the highest altitude, he finally felt the strangeness of the remaining face.

"Om Abija, Duotagaduoye, Gazaya, Duodiye" a murmuring voice appeared in Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, but it was not heard, but seen. This is not in line with common sense. .

But Xu Qing was like this at this moment. He didn't know why it was like this, but he was extremely sure that the sound did not come from his ears. It was indeed seen by his own eyes and came to mind.

At first, this complex curse-like sound was only very slight, but gradually it became louder and louder, and finally set off a roar, violently roaring in Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, repeating and echoing continuously.

Xu Qing's body trembled, and there was an overlapping effect. His soul was even more separated and seemed to be torn apart. His body and the surrounding nothingness merged together and were forming a lake.

The crisis of life and death flooded into Xu Qing's perception. He sank suddenly, and a large number of strange changes occurred all over his body at this moment. He clearly felt that all his organs began to activate, and he felt that his past appeared around him. .

Those past memories seem to be coming out of illusory scenes and becoming reality.