Chapter 4854 The Origin of Killing (1)

Guqin is not afraid of water and fire, not afraid of attack, the only thing afraid of is the erosion of desolation.

The so-called desolation atmosphere includes many, many things.

The resentment, pain, unwillingness, and abnormal death of living beings will produce a desolate atmosphere.

It's just that the aura of desolation will automatically purify and dissipate in a short period of time.

But if so, why not let it dissipate?

So, they drove countless beasts and innocent mortals to a remote place and tortured them to death.

The generation of the desolation gas far exceeded the speed of purification, and finally formed a place like a devil's cave.

That is the earliest ancient battlefield.

The guqin, which is connected to Qihuang Divine Soul, is placed at the very center of this shady land.

The omnipotent teenager lost all his abilities in an instant and fell into the hands of these greedy humans.

These human beings have received his favors and gifts from him, and they have sworn to be loyal to him forever.

But at this moment, they showed ugly faces, tore the flesh and blood from his body bit by bit, and swallowed it into his belly.

...

When she saw this, Mu Yan almost wanted to cover her eyes, unwilling to continue watching.

She can already predict what will be waiting for Qi Huang.

However, in order to save time, Tianguangxu also wanted to transmit the information to her as quickly as possible.

It doesn't give her the right to refuse to watch.

All the images came directly into her mind.

As she had guessed, Qi Huang, who was caught, lived a long, long time when he was not a ghost or a ghost.

These human beings have been favored by him, worshipped him, and swore allegiance to him.

But now, these are the same people who buried the guqin that tied his soul in the shadowy land.

He was imprisoned in a dark dungeon without the ability to resist.

These humans were initially apprehensive, guilty, and restless.

But when they discovered that after eating Qihuang's meat, their originally mixed and low-level spiritual roots would transform into rare heavenly spiritual roots in a short period of time.

The guilt and anxiety in their hearts turned into excitement and greed.

The time of onlookers is very short, and the long years are like a white horse passing by in a flash.

But Muyan knew that Qi Huang had spent countless years in such a dark dungeon.

He will be angry and puzzled at first.

It's still painful when pieces of flesh are cut from the body, and even bones are dug out.

Being alone in a dungeon, with only mice and ants for company, still feels lonely.

But slowly, all the senses seemed to disappear.

In the endless torture, Qi Huang gradually forgot his origin and everything he had experienced.

There was only a burning hatred left in his heart.

He didn't even want to find out why he hated it, he just wanted to slaughter all the living beings in the world.

More and more human beings have become stronger because they have tasted Qihuang's flesh and blood.

They are ecstatic and insatiable.

They began an endless struggle for power and ownership of Qihuang.

Humanity has broken out one after another unprecedented war.

The place that was once artificially created has become an ancient battlefield where countless corpses are buried.

No one has found that the unremarkable guqin, buried under the ancient battlefield, is being eroded by thick black little by little.

Until the war is finally decided.