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"Gern is coming, should we go out and help him?" An old voice came from the green smoke.

"Forget it, Nikolai's scolding of this man's evil deeds, his disappearance might have been a good thing. He has brought so much hostility to this space that I can't help but want to kill." Not far away, another resentful body opened its eyes, its pupils burning with a golden flame.

"You are a murderer yourself, don't blame it on others," the old man shook his head helplessly.

"Coincidentally, I've ended a hundred years of seclusion. Old man, do you want to practice with me?" The man laughed in disdain.

"Forget it, I've never heard of an old saying here, 'Respect your elders and cherish your young'. If I flash my waist, will you raise me!?" The old man chuckled and asked a question in reply.

"Scram, don't use your second-rate joke to annoy me. I have a strong desire to kill right now, don't let me catch you," the man snapped as he punched the extra bone on his back.

"Damn you, you ungrateful person. If I didn't teach you a secret technique, would you be able to regain your body?" The old man could not help but curse. All of a sudden, the green smoke in the True Yan realm began to roll up.

"Well, if I didn't protect you, you would've been burnt to ashes by now," the killer embryo laughed as he sat cross-legged on the ground, counting the bones that had grown. He was originally a resentful body, but after a hundred years of baptism, he had regained his human personality.

"How is it? This is a wonderful feeling, isn't it?" the old man asked.

"That's right, this power is indeed very attractive. I can't help but want to kill one or two people to use this knife as sacrifices." Kill Embryo revealed an infatuated smile. He had never thought that he would be able to regain his real body ten thousand years from now.

"After all, this is a body formed from the bones of 10,000 people. It's just right for someone to kill an embryo." The old man said lightly.

"I like the smell of fresh blood," said Kill Embryo as he licked the corner of his lips, revealing a hint of excitement.

"The current you, even if you were to fight against Nicholas, you can take his life with a single slash ?"

"Don't compare me to that idiot. I already told him not to trust that black market. This idiot still secretly made a deal." The Slaughtering Embryo stared fiercely into the distance, as if in the next moment, it would devour the enemy hidden in the darkness.

Then you will have to deal with Gern. She has yet to fully awaken, and as a True God of the First God, her awakening still needs a long time. Beating her back and reconstructing her is a great opportunity, and I can already see her soul power. This kind of soul power will at least save us ten thousand years of cultivation time." The old man revealed a greedy look, as if he had been salivating for a long time.

"Forget it, our goal is not here. Let's just rely on her to step into the third god world and not bring up such laughable thoughts again! Her power and ours are incompatible, dark origin, a monster that can kill elements, with it, you will even become a pile of mud, "the killing embryo mocked," In addition, she is on our side, we still have to rely on her to fight those things. "

"Enough, you stinking brat. Let's wait and see, watch and see ?"

Gern smiled. She could vaguely hear the conversation between the two of them. There was no blind spot with their divine perception.

She originally found it strange that there were more than ten extremely murderous auras in the space, but they did not appear for a long time. Now, she was given a reasonable explanation, and she couldn't help but lightly sigh, thinking to herself that this was probably a place close to the First God.

His face was trembling, and his petrified jaw was actually covered with cracks. Just as Gern had said, he was currently experiencing a kind of spiritual ethereal feeling, a faintly discernible feeling.

"Why is it like this? He shouldn't have lied to me," Fan Tian shouted hoarsely. Only his upper lip could be opened, and his lower lip had already become stiff and petrified.

"He lied to so many people, he is sitting on the information of the world, selling it to people like you who are trying to 'suddenly get rich' overnight, thereby harvesting your souls. Your soul is very delicious, it could probably let him live for a thousand more years, it makes me feel a little excited," Gern shrugged his shoulders, looking as if he was not worried about his own safety, "Nicolay scold, you are just one of his chess pieces, or just a silly chess piece, being ordered by someone, and yet you are still working so hard."

"You ? "How do you know my real name?" Nikolai frowned, his eyebrows the only thing he could do now.

"Friends have told you," Gern said with a chuckle. "Alright, I've told you what I need to tell you. You can go and die in peace."

"In order to thank you for giving me so much valuable information, before your soul is completely devoured, I will help you break free from his restraints, and leave some residual thoughts behind. Perhaps you will be able to enter the Reincarnation realm."

Tremble, this is my true domain, the Voice of Demons. "Gern played with one hand, and the air was like the strings of a zither, unexpectedly forming thousands of tiny ripples at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wonderful melody instantly blended into this space," The Soul Altering Melody of the martyrs ? the moonlight of the Kabuki tribe ? is dedicated to you. "

The vast sound wave engulfed Nicolay as if he had been injected with a tranquilizer. His stiff expression gradually relaxed, and there was serenity in his calm expression. He drooped his eyelids like a baby.

"Sleep, sleep, my darling baby ?" While singing a serene melody, Gern slowly walked over to Nikorei and gently caressed his face. He took off the veil covering Fan Tian's face, revealing the stern face of Nikola.

Gern smiled faintly. Being within the sea of sound, she seemed to be the ruler of this world. Her eyes and his were whispering in his ear, "Break. The Stone of Life. Your time has come to an end."

Crack.

It sounded like the voice of a god. Cracks appeared all over Nicolay's body, and in an instant, the stone cracked and cracked. The wind blew and they all fell to the ground, turning into red powder and disappearing in the wind.

"Nicolay, you are such a naive child ?" "It's a pity, I only got two of the Seven Deaths. If there were still some water hyacinth, I would make you feel more. My sound field is not something that ordinary people can enjoy."

In the distant sky, in a dark cave, a black-clothed old man's body suddenly spasmed.

He woke up from his sleep and hastily pulled back his sleeves. It was a pair of hands without a single piece of good skin.

He anxiously searched for something. It was a blood-colored mark, as if it was sealing some kind of power. In the middle of it was a name, 'Nikorei'.