Chapter 253 The Foundation of Hell

Space converges.

The endless forest that has completely turned into hell has become one of the eight difficulties.

The darkness surges, constantly converges inward, and finally collapses and merges into the Dark Prison incarnation, and the whole world has completely changed.

The starry sky is gone.

The endless forest is also gone.

Instead, there is an abandoned city, with broken buildings covered with moss everywhere, and occasionally a broken road can be seen between the broken walls.

Mingshan City.

The city that was fused by the alien rift has restored its original appearance.

Although most of the buildings have been destroyed by various mutant plants, it can still be recognized that this is the civilized city that humans once lived in.

"The flames are still not extinguished."

"The Star God is indeed powerful, has the power of will not dissipated yet?"

Yang Feng's Dark Prison incarnation is full of a layer of twisted and howling painful human faces on the surface, which turn into flowing clouds and drift away, and are restrained and merged into the body.

The white flames ignited by the stars are still burning.

Seven scratches appeared on his chest, and the fluorescence of the stars was still flickering, turning into flames to burn his flesh and skin.

Fortunately.

Yang Feng has an immortal body.

These white flames could not expand the scars, and the blood disaster filthy heart continued to surge with plasma full of dark power, suppressing them one by one.

"Monarch Dad..."

In the distance, there was a muddy swamp with a large area of ​​burnt mushrooms.

It was a piece of meat fungus hidden in the soil, with colorful mushrooms growing on the surface, and the white flames of the stars were hurting it.

Zero became very weak and could not even gather into a human form.

"It seems."

"We all need to recuperate for a while."

Yang Feng walked to Zero's side, and then found a large piece of burnt stone nearby, and broke it into a concave shape with a little force, like a small flower pot.

"Concentrate the power of flesh and blood, and stay here first."

Yang Feng put the flower pot on the ground, and the seriously injured and powerless Zero squirmed the fungus flesh into the inside of the flower pot, and soon transferred part of the essence of flesh and blood.

Limp.

No spirit.

Ling also endured the last blow of the Star God. Although it was only the aftermath, it was obviously a miracle that he did not melt into meat residue and die completely.

"What is that?"

Yang Feng raised his head, feeling something in his heart.

In the center of a huge destroyed tree stump, fresh buds grew.

The buds showed a strange bright red blood color, swaying in the wind, bringing a special feeling.

"Jiang Lin."

Yang Feng immediately judged that the power of the reborn in the tree stump was related to himself.

"That tree..."

Yang Feng's eyes became more complicated.

Wang Mengmeng made a wish for her lover, and finally turned into a holy tree, and then was destroyed in the endless sea of ​​trees.

Jiang Lin also made a wish for his lover, threw himself into the great holy tree, used himself as an abnormal meme bomb, and detonated the wish power of the entire sea of ​​trees.

"Jiang Lin?"

"Wang Mengmeng?"

"This is the fruit of their love..."

Jiang Lin finally found his lover in the soul world of the sea of ​​trees.

Both of them contributed their lives to each other, and the entangled wishes and souls finally merged into one, becoming this sapling.

Yang Feng walked forward and dug out this sapling.

A magical scene appeared.

Under the roots of the sapling, there was a Desert Eagle with unlimited bullets, which was the exclusive weapon of the young Jiang Lin.

"This abnormal memetic weapon is still following him..."

Yang Feng was also a little surprised, and then buried the sapling and the pistol in the small flower pot in his hand, and stuffed it into the inside of the mushroom meat.

"Zero."

"Take good care of this new little friend."

"Don't eat it."

Yang Feng arranged, and Zero in the flower pot obediently buried the roots of the sapling into his body, and then considerately offered some nutrients to the other party.

It's over.

The endless sea of ​​trees disappeared.

The king of the old order, the star god, was finally hunted down.

Yang Feng held the flower pot and stood up slightly. Although the white flame was still burning, a layer of skin had covered all the wounds and the white flame.

These injuries will take some time to recover.

In addition...

The new ability that Yang Feng just acquired is also in a very special state.

Devour.

Melt.

Transform.

Yang Feng could clearly feel that countless wronged souls and evil ghosts were wandering in the hell, and they all came from the alien rift.

There are tens of millions of souls in the vast and endless sea of ​​trees alone! !

"Don't go back for the time being."

"Find a secluded place and master the ability thoroughly."

Yang Feng made up his mind and then set his sights on the ruins around Mingshan City.

Half a day later.

In the dilapidated air-raid shelter in the wasteland, a large area has not collapsed.

Yang Feng took a little cover, destroyed the passage, and then came to the deepest part of the air-raid shelter and sat down cross-legged.

"Zero."

"You should also try to repair your body."

"If there are people or creatures that disturb you, just eat them."

Yang Feng placed the flower pot not far from him. Zero, who had recovered some of his flesh and blood, gave birth to a mouth and responded: "Leave it to me..."

In the dim environment.

Yang Feng sat cross-legged and examined his body from within.

The white flames that flickered like stars burned with a kind of condensed wish power, which was the power gathered by countless most loyal believers for thousands of years.

[Ghost Face]

Dark gold level, complete form, swallowed the king's authority.

The domain of a small world was brewed, stained with the darkest hell, and gradually formed a real physical form.

This is an incredible thing.

The seventh consciousness... Manas... can transform the illusion of fantasy into real matter.

This has gone beyond the scope of physical science, but there are even more outrageous things happening.

[Black Prison of Inferno]

It is a world created by Ghost Face.

It has no concept of time, no concept of space, the entire black prison is empty, and its only function is to imprison souls.

One thought is eternal.

A thought in the Black Prison of Inferno can cause the consciousness of any soul to collapse.

In an instant, it seemed to have experienced endless years, and Yang Feng also touched his soul there and gained the ability of innocence.

Now.

The Black Prison of Inferno has truly become hell.

Tens of millions of souls are imprisoned in the Black Prison.

[Hell]

The filthy river of death flows.

Skulls pile up into mountains, flesh and blood cover the ground, and countless wronged souls and evil spirits scream miserably.

"Please grant us death."

"Please end our exhausted lives and memories."

The shadows of ancient trees appeared in the hell, which were the broken souls in the endless sea of ​​trees.

I understand.

Yang Feng seemed to understand something.

Purify the soul, eradicate the filth, and let the spiritual consciousness peel off the soul... Just like the sea of ​​life does, he can also achieve a similar effect.

[Momentary Eternity]

Time is the best healer.

Years can erode all memories and pains.

In that hell space without the concept of time, it seems that millions of years have passed in an instant.

Millions of painful and wailing souls were repeatedly washed over the years until they completely collapsed and gradually became crystal clear...

Washing.

Baptism.

Consciousness collapses.

Endless pain and fatigue gradually shattered their consciousness, and then only pure souls were left.

I don't know how long it took.

The soul awakened consciousness, regained memory, and became a group of wronged ghosts in the river of death, suffering eternal pain.

Collapse.

Rebirth.

Collapse.

Rebirth.

Those evil ghosts entered a special cycle.

In the hell without the concept of time, they suffered all kinds of torture, and after a complete collapse, they reached liberation, and then regained self-awareness...

The Skull Mountain became heavier and heavier.

The land covered with blood and flesh became thicker and thicker.

The infinite pain and despair caused by the collapse and rebirth of those wronged ghosts and evil ghosts are building a real hell world, and the filth and residue produced have become substantial existence.

This is the cornerstone of hell.

Despair and pain, collapse and rebirth, the filth and obsession that fall off... are the cornerstones of hell gradually forming physical matter.

Yang Feng sat in the center of the hell.

He didn't know how long he had spent, but he felt that the darkness around him kept pouring in, pain and despair kept gathering, and the power of the whole world was integrated into the depths of his soul.

Gradually.

He mastered the power of this field.