Lord of Deception

The shadow man could only watch and feel at this moment, but could do nothing.

Even with the intrusion of a large amount of power, there was also a large amount of information along with the power, which was directly understood by him the moment it was received.

It was as if he already knew everything.

The more he understands, the more desperate he becomes because this is a necessary step.

From the moment he borrowed power, those powers were subtly transforming everything about him.

And he himself will take the initiative to control those powers to make himself more suitable for this kind of power.

So far, there has been nothing, just reaching a normal agreement, paying the price, borrowing power, and achieving one's own achievements.

The most important thing is actually the last sacrifice.

There was actually nothing wrong with the sacrificial method itself, but what the other party taught him was not the human language. The most important thing was that he didn't understand it.

What he sacrificed was not the crystal ball, but himself.

Now that he understood the language of this ritual as if instinctively, he realized that everything before was just a foreshadowing.

He wanted to advance to the tenth level after the tenth level road was opened, and the other party agreed.

Since he agreed and the shadow man has paid the price, he must do it.

And if you want to do this, with the opponent's current state of stretching his hips, there is only one way left.

Take everything away from him, become a shadow man, and then help him advance to the tenth level after the tenth level path is opened.

From all this, it seems that it is not that the other party has evil intentions, but that he knows everything and still wants to do it, using the rules to force the other party to do so.

The other party could only go through the procedure in tears.

At this moment, he could feel that although the opponent's status was very high, his strength was not very strong.

But he had no resistance, because he had eliminated all resistance himself.

He could only watch all this unfold.

He stood there, black energy rolling over him. On the small pillars on both sides of the bridge of incense, there were little black men with big heads, laughing and cheering wantonly.

The shadow man's consciousness was sinking and falling, and he thought of the divination crystal ball.

He did not consider whether the crystal ball was fake or whether the divination was wrong.

But he felt that he should be more cautious and not relax at the last moment.

He must have misunderstood the meaning of that sentence, and he should not have come here rashly without fully understanding it.

But now it's too late to regret.

He thought about how to save himself, but there was no way he could save himself, and any method of resisting the invasion was useless.

He was thinking about how to take revenge and how to die together.

But after thinking about it, he was usually too careful when doing things. When he appeared in this identity, he never showed his face.

Even the people he summoned to work around him were silenced by him in the end.

He has no obsession with running a force, he just wants to take care of himself.

The last subordinate with the strongest ability to do things has lost control, lost consciousness, and can no longer maintain his human form.

He could only let out a final roar, announcing to anyone that he was dead.

The consciousness kept sinking, sinking, sinking into the endless darkness, and everything became quiet.

As time passed, the black energy covering the shadow man's body slowly converged, turning him into a small black man whose whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of shiny black paint.

The blackness slowly sank into the body, and the strength slowly converged.

He opened his eyes again, and his dark eyes were full of malice. The blackness slowly faded away, and the whites of his eyes slowly returned to normal.

He slowly stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and took two steps as if he was not used to it, staggering and almost falling.

After a day of adapting, he twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a weird smile.

"Finally...finally left here, I came back to life, 咭咒咭..."

He stood on the edge of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, opened his arms, and raised the corners of his mouth to an exaggerated angle, as if he was embracing this muddy sea of ​​troubled times.

In the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, the mud is rolling, and I don't know whether the things left in it are angry envy, jealousy, and hatred, or are happy for him and congratulating him.

He looked into the distance and smiled strangely.

"I can come out, and so can you, and you also have the opportunity. Instead of cursing me and cursing me, you might as well hope for me to live well.

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If I'm in a good mood, I might bring you out when I need you.

If you succeed once, you will naturally succeed the second time.

Time is always our closest companion, and waiting will not be meaningless.

I love this era so much, they don’t even speak our language.

In those days, success was not so easy.

It's really great, I can't wait to see this world. "

The bridge of incense is slowly shrinking, slowly shrinking.

Finally, it turned into a miniature long white jade bridge and fell into the hands of the shadow man.

Those little black men were still squatting on the small pillars of the railing. The black shadow men looked at the three missing positions on the long bridge and were a little dissatisfied.

The missing little ones were fine, but for one of them, even the railings were blown up, and a small piece of the bridge deck was missing, completely losing the possibility of replacing the little ones.

Precisely because it is incomplete, this resurrection has flaws, and they are irreparable flaws.

It's good to be successful. The Shadow Man has just come back to life. He is full of joy and doesn't worry too much about it. He will think about it later.

He picked up the crystal ball on the altar and felt the unique feeling of the crystal ball. Especially after closing his eyes, he could no longer feel the existence of the crystal ball. He nodded with satisfaction.

Then with a solemn look on his face, he slowly turned the crystal ball and peered into each of the sixty-four sides.

Finally I got a sentence from it.

"Seeing a dragon in the fields, carrying flags to buy water."

He put away the crystal ball and, not surprisingly, had no idea what it meant.

After receiving the knowledge of the Shadow Man, it can even be said that he is actually the Shadow Man now.

But he still didn't know what it meant.

The shadow man's complex memories are still being slowly absorbed, and what he is focusing on is absorbing things about crystal ball divination.

He learned the lesson from the Shadow Man, and what looked like auspicious fortune might actually mean great misfortune.

He put away the altar, cleaned up the remaining traces here, and walked briskly in the abyss.

Looking at the devastation and desolation, he took a breath and sighed.

"The world in the past turned into this ghostly state. It seems that the subsequent war was particularly fierce.

The strong men of the human race at that time were so dazzling that even the gods were blinded.

Unfortunately, I died early, and the strongest god kings were too arrogant and unwilling to listen to my advice and avoid their sharp edges.

In order to preserve the glory of the gods, in the end, nothing was preserved because of this. How ironic.

Is it difficult to take one step back or ten steps back?

It is because they are unwilling to retreat that they strengthen the determination of those people to fight to the end.

I figured it out, did they figure it out? "

The shadow man slowly wandered into the abyss, but unfortunately no trace of the past could be seen anymore.

The mountains, rivers, and rivers are all different from what they were back then.

He was trapped in the sludge sea of ​​the troubled world, but he was left with a glimmer of hope and was not completely annihilated.

After swimming in the abyss for more than ten days, he saw the path leading to the lower abyss, but the shadow man lost interest in continuing to see it.

He turned around and headed towards the Abyss Rift. After feeling the huge number of hungry ghosts there, he frowned slightly. He felt a strong sense of depression and discomfort. The gathering ominous atmosphere almost made him feel suffocated.

He thought about it, changed direction, left the abyss through a small hidden crack in the abyss, and returned to the living world.

After crossing the line, I felt a thunderous explosion in the sky, but that was all.

He is already a shadow person. Even if he has not accepted everything, he is not the same person.

The Heavenly Tribulation has already disappeared before it appears.

The shadow man took a deep breath, and the rich spiritual energy circulated in his lungs before being exhaled again.

The power in his body seemed to have an extra ray of life, and suddenly became alive.

He sniffed everything greedily, the aroma of the grass and trees in the wilderness, the sweet snow water after the ice and snow melted on the top of the mountain.

After wandering for a few days, he lay on the grass and closed his eyes to rest.

"They are so strong, they actually opened up a new world at the end.

Fortunately, I died early and jumped into the muddy sea of ​​troubled times.

Otherwise, I will definitely be given eternal death by those human race guys.

Fortunately, they have all been annihilated by time.

Time is always my best friend. "

The Shadow Man is not like other idiots who have the stupid idea of ​​destroying the human race, destroying the world, or controlling everything after their resurrection.

He is different from those arrogant and stupid guys. He did not fall into the mud of the troubled world.

He jumped in and drowned himself in order to escape those ruthless people back then.

At that time, the turbulent mud sea was not called the turbulent mud sea, but the abyss of sinking.

Even gods who fall into it will perish.

The shadow man gathered all his strength and wandered around the human city, trying everything himself, as if he wanted to make up for all the time wasted in so many years of sinking.

He especially cherishes being alive now.

Of course, now he also knows about the hungry ghost and why the bridge was blown open.

So much so that after he came out, he never looked at those little black guys, and he never even let them out once.

He always felt that these stupid little black guys would ruin his affairs and bring him danger.

He really never wanted to return to the Abyss of Sinking. In that hellish place, he was already trying his best just to maintain his self-awareness by sleeping.

The impact was that when he smelled a smelly food in a small town, he felt it was particularly good and fragrant.

At that time, this was absolutely impossible.

…

"Sir, there is something I want to tell you."

The original enemy found Yu Ziqing, with a trace of doubt and confusion in his expression.

"What's up?"

"I heard the Shadow Man's dying roar. It was his last cry."

"Um?"

"Dead?" Yu Ziqing was a little stunned: "Are you sure?"

"I don't know, but my feeling is this. He encountered the most desperate death situation, so he wanted to spread the news of his death. I don't know why."

Yuanqiu was full of complex feelings. He knew that the Shadow Man definitely didn't know that he could still recover from his evil state.

That death cry was not specifically for him.

Moreover, with the pride of the shadow man, even if he knew that he had recovered, it was absolutely impossible to cheat his death in this way.

The Shadow Man would only come back to kill him once more, to kill him completely.

He felt it was true.

But the matter of revenge had no goal. He was a little confused for a moment, and he couldn't believe it.

Yu Ziqing inexplicably thought of the title-stealing incident that Wu Shuangge encountered two days ago.

"Where will he go after he gets the crystal ball?"

"It should be to complete the ritual."

Yu Ziqing thought for a while and said:

"You mobilize your power and give it a try."

As soon as Yuan Qiu's thoughts came to his mind, wisps of black energy began to emerge from his body, filled with the power of evil thoughts. Then, a crack seemed to open in his chest, and an even larger amount of black energy seeped out from inside.

Yu Ziqing stretched out a hand and touched the black energy.

At the same time, in a small city in the east of Daqian, the shadow man suddenly opened his eyes.

He took one step forward and disappeared into the city, appearing in the wilderness. He frowned slightly and looked to the northwest.

He felt that someone was borrowing his power. It was not very strong, but there was a terrible ominousness that suppressed his power.

The shadow man took out the long white jade bridge with defects, and gently touched the head of one of the little black men. The little black man suddenly came to life, jumped down from the small pillar, landed on the long bridge, and followed the Long bridge, walk towards the other side.

As for the shadow man himself, he stayed behind and didn't even look at him.

Yu Ziqing touched the power of the black energy and could feel that this power was suppressed by the tattoo on Yuan Qiu's back and could be completely controlled by Yuan Qiu.

He wanted to follow this power and feel its source.

The next moment, he felt a long bridge formed by the gathering of incense, crossing from the unknown other side.

On the side of the long bridge close to him, there was a part missing. There was a dark statue on the railings on both sides.

One of the statues jumped onto the bridge and transformed into little people with dark bodies, big heads, and sharp teeth, as tall as a three-year-old child, walking over the long bridge.

The moment he saw the villain, a name appeared in Yu Ziqing's mind.

Heart Eater.

It is said that cannibals die after their hearts are cut out. If the evil thoughts in their chests are too strong, their evil thoughts will turn into a hollow heart to fill the missing heart.

But because it is hollow, after turning into a heart-eating ghost, it loves to eat human hearts, especially the hearts of people with evil intentions.

However, the Heart Eater doesn't look like this. From his aura to his physical features, they are completely inconsistent.

The big-headed little black man crossed the long bridge and flew directly out of the crack in the original enemy's chest, and stabbed Yu Ziqing's chest with his sharp claws.

Yu Ziqing flicked his finger, and his energy and blood exploded. The hot Yang Qi, along with the power of that finger, gave the little black man a headache.

With a muffled sound, the little black man instantly exploded into powder.

But the next moment, the little black man's figure condensed again, with a fierce look on his face, a big mouth grinning, and eyes full of greedy saliva, heading straight for Yu Ziqing's chest.

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, a bloody light spurted out from his eyes, and the blood flame enveloped him, burning the little black man into nothingness.

But the next moment, the little black man gathered his figure again and was closer to Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing's eyes lit up, he stretched out a hand, grabbed the little black man's head, and held it in his hand.

The little black man's sharp claws grabbed his arm, sparks flying, and even the skin could not be scratched.

He continued to experiment with the black fire. Under the burning of the black fire, the little black man screamed repeatedly, and his chest kept cracking, as if he was undergoing the torture of having his heart cut out.

Every breath was a complete heart-cutting torture. After hundreds of times in a row, the little black man's screams became smaller and smaller, and he slowly seemed to be able to bear it.

As the damage continued, the little black man's aura began to grow stronger and more ferocious, and the strength of his struggle continued to increase.

At this time, Yu Ziqing realized that this ghost was very difficult to deal with.

It cannot be killed, and it will gradually adapt to it, and will continue to become stronger after adapting.

Although it was pitifully weak at first, it is now almost at the fourth or fifth level of power, and it is still getting stronger.

This guy was drooling, and the greed in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger. He wanted to dig out his heart and taste it. This couldn't go on like this.

Yu Ziqing took the little black man in his arms, stepped out and disappeared.

He came to the locust forest to the east and looked at the hungry ghosts.

"Who wants it?"

Among the hungry ghosts, you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.

Yu Ziqing rolled his eyes, took out a small bottle of nectar, held the little black man in one hand, and sprinkled it on the little black man with the other hand like seasoning.

Then he directly threw the little black man out, and with a flick of his finger, he blew it up in the air.

Debris scattered all over the sky along with the sweet rain, and hungry ghosts quickly caught it and stuffed it into their mouths.

However, the next moment, each hungry ghost vomited it all out as if they had eaten chocolate-flavored shit.

Only Wu Shuangge looked at the other hungry ghosts with a blank expression, clicking his lips, as if he didn't feel anything.

Yu Ziqing glanced at Wu Shuangge, remained silent for a moment, and looked to the other side, another person who surprised him.

Half a brain.

This was the first time that Half Brain had eaten anything other than sweet rain.

And he is different from Wu Shuangge.

Wu Shuangge didn't feel anything, he was just ordinary.

But half of the head seemed to be greedily devouring it, just like a normal hungry ghost eating for the first time.

After the fragments of the little black man were spit out by other hungry ghosts, half of his head swallowed them whole before they could condense into shape again.

The dry and sunken belly half of his head finally swelled up.

He sat there leaning against the tree trunk, with a contented look on his face, as if he had finally come to life.

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and appeared next to his original enemy in an instant. When he touched the black energy again, he saw the bridge of incense retreating and dissipating rapidly.

The original hatred dissipated its power, and everything returned to its original state.

Yu Ziqing came to Half the Head and saw that he was very hungry and had a big belly, and he was leaning there to eat with a contented look on his face.

"Do you know what's going on?"

“I don’t know, I just know that this kind of guy tastes particularly delicious and very satisfying.

It is not the Heart Eater, it just comes from the Heart Eater and has the name of the Heart Eater. "

Yu Ziqing had a thought and thought of someone who wanted to take Wu Shuangge's name as a feces-feeding ghost.

"You're saying that this ghost thing has taken the name of Heart-Eater Ghost, and it is the condensed name of Heart-Eater Ghost, so it can't be killed by ordinary methods?"