Chapter 2074: Demon Slaughter

It's not his death, nor is there any strange change in Zhao Jing's corpse...

Instead, it was under the entire cold lake, full of corpses! !

The surface of the lake is densely covered with all kinds of corpses, each of them died in different shapes, cut open, burned to death, struck by lightning, beheaded, drowned, Heartbroken!

These corpses were displayed on the surface of the Lengshui Lake, and there was only a thin layer of hard cold water with Mo Fan's feet. If they looked from a distance, they were frozen and floating irregularly on the lake.

This is not the most terrifying, and Mo Fan has seen a lot of corpse mountains.

In the space between these corpses, there are more corpses. The specimens are also between the surface lake and the deep water. Although there are some scattered, the overall level is maintained at a certain level of the lake.

Zhao Jing's corpse is at this level, and there are countless similar human corpses around him. Their deaths are also strange, but they are not completely repeated.

Thousands of deaths! !

It's like a god and demon with quirks is searching the world, collecting all the ways of death, and then showing it.

The corpses are not terrible, and the piles of corpses are not terrible, but the piles of corpses are all different dead specimens sinking in this lake, it is really terrifying, Rao is a very courageous person like Mo Fan. They almost fell to the ground with their legs weak.

How exactly is this done.

How many dead people would it take to fill the entire lake? ?

Seriously terrified! ! ! !

Take a breath, take a deep breath, take a deep breath...

Mo Fan kept calming himself down again and again, and now he finally understands why the dark veins circulated throughout his body the moment he stepped into this place, this Shenmu Well is completely a corpse well.

The Red Devil collects the eight souls in the world, in order to promote the evil god to become a real emperor, so his real body wanders around in this world, erratic.

And this corpse full of lakes is obviously from the world. What kind of supernatural power does it need to be able to accumulate all these people here?

You must know that the calm ones inside are not ordinary creatures, most of them are existences with high cultivation.

Mo Fan didn't dare to look down at all, but the cold lake had an irresistible power.

Mo Fan couldn't take his eyes back, let alone leave.

What is holding his head, what torture tool is used to open his eyes, so that he can see clearly!

Mo Fan can only watch it bravely. The feeling is no less than walking into a wax museum. The pervert who made a living person into a wax statue is threatening him, and he is excited to tell himself about these masterpieces. Mo Fan can't Showing a little bit of impatience, he can only look at it with a sense of survival while appreciating and visiting without pretentiousness.

Under the lake layer of Zhao Jing, and deeper, there are corpses.

It was already deep there, close to the bottom of the lake.

It can be seen that the lake layer is not as dense as the surface layer and the middle layer, but there are still some lying flat and hanging.

Suddenly, a very familiar figure appeared in Mo Fan's eyes, which made Mo Fan, who was incomparably fearful of this lake, want to tear open the hard water with his hands and dig out the person who sank in it!

"Chief Instructor!"

Mo Fan couldn't help shouting out, he couldn't tear the lake, he just hoped that the cold corpse underwater could answer.

silence.

Shenmujing was extremely silent, and his voice was reverberating.

It's Zhankong!

Inside, it was empty.

Beside him, there is a snow-white hand that is extremely white, which is blocked by other upper-level corpses, but Mo Fan can guess who it is.

Qin Yu'er!

Zhankong and Qin Yuer.

They are near the bottom of the lake! !

In the holy city, Mo Fan clearly remembered that Zhankong and Qin Yuer left this world together, except that Zhankong's soul was taken in by the little loach, nothing was left behind, in the true sense of the dust.

But they are here now.

When they left, they were very peaceful and resolute. Unwillingness, resentment, fear, consternation, and confusion could be seen on the other corpses more or less, but they were much more peaceful than others, as if they were willing to sink here. ...

Mo Fan's heart was tumbling.

He didn't know what exactly this place represented.

Could it be that this is the cemetery of gods and demons. There is a god and demon who has been on the dome that all races cannot see, peeping at the vicissitudes of the world, the rise and fall of races, and then loading some representative dead into this sacred wood well. ? ? ?

Then I saw myself not long ago.

Also soaked and icy look.

Does this mean that one day in the future, the dead self will also be made into a specimen by this god and demon and drowned in the bottom of the lake? ?

Mo Fan tried his best to recall the self after his death, is he older than himself or just as young as he is now? ?

But that scene became more and more blurred in Mo Fan's mind, like a picture in a dream, it would gradually disappear in his own consciousness, no matter how hard you try, it will be erased little by little.

"Creak squeak~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The surrounding forest made a noise, and Mo Fan looked to the side vigilantly.

He didn't want to sink into the lake now.

The ghost trees began to shrink, the branches that were in the sky began to grow in reverse, the branches as thick as buildings were also degraded little by little, and the thick roots all over the ground drilled back into the soil.

The cold lake became smaller little by little. The Shenmujing had grown wild at first, but now a time-reversal magic has been applied, and everything has begun to return to its original state.

Mo Fan stood on the cold lake, and the bones on display were gradually blurred. Mo Fan stared at Chief Instructor Zhankong. His painless appearance made Mo Fan less eager to tear the lake.

And Zhankong's eyes are open, and he seems to be staring at Mo Fan.

In the holy city, he didn't have time to say goodbye. Instead, he saw his real last face in this weird Shenmu Well. He held a snow-white hand, as if this was his wish in this life. He didn't care how kind the world was. Evil, let alone what kind of gods and demons there are in the world. There is no need to sink to the bottom of the lake, the bottom of the lake may not be comfortable, and it will not be pushed by waves on the surface.

...

Shenmujing disappeared. I don't know if it was because of Zhao Jing's death, or because Mo Fan's deadline had not yet arrived, Shenmujing will not be accepted for the time being.

Anyway everything is back to normal.

Mo Fan returned to Fanxue Mountain, a little worried, but he was not as scared as before. Everything in the Shenmujing was like a nightmare. When he woke up, it would slowly fade in his mind. In the dream, he would believe everything. When I woke up, I felt that something in my dream was absurd.

Even if it is true, there are thousands of deaths in it, but not all of them are painful.

Mo Fan recalled his appearance.

It doesn't seem to be pain.

It's complicated anyway.

How should I put it, if a man is too indulgent, he should end up dying on a woman's belly.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan's mood is much better, after all, he does have two wives.

I'm young and strong now, and I long for a big bed.

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