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Crack——

Bang!

The lifeless void, surrounded by green mist, suddenly cracked into a dark gap, and a figure fell from it, hitting the ground heavily, making a long muffled sound.

"Cough cough!"

Yan Xing coughed out a mouthful of black blood, as if he was burnt, with wisps of white smoke, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his closed eyes.

To activate the Eye of Hell and control the fire of hell, it takes a huge amount of energy as a driving source. Before the "Xingxuan Domain" was opened up, Yan Xing did not have pure energy in his body, so he could only burn flesh and blood to turn it into energy.

[Perpetual Motion Body] Follows instinct and starts to operate automatically, swallowing external matter extremely domineeringly. If there is spiritual energy, it will swallow spiritual energy, if there is no spiritual energy, it will swallow dark matter. If there is still nothing, it will continue to mutate and evolve, space, nothingness, time, laws and rules, information, absolute nothingness, and even concepts...

All swallowed, turned into energy to make up for the deficiency of Yan Xing's physical body, until the vital signs are completely supplemented.

Fortunately, this fear meme is not that outrageous. This other "real world", although also a place without souls, is still full of dark matter. In just a few breaths, Yan Xing, whose flesh and blood were burned like a mummy, became full and upright again, and the stinging pain in his left eye slowly disappeared.

"Huh, I'm alive."

Yan Xing wiped the blood stains, stood up, looked around with his eyes, and showed a thoughtful look.

"It seems that I am still shrouded by the meme. The fear world it created for me was destroyed, so now I have fallen into someone else's world?"

"Who could it be? Is he still alive?"

According to the last picture seen before the perception disappeared, the dark liquid covered the entire outer gate university hall, half of the dining hall, and many disciples' houses. At least thousands of people were killed. If the strong men from the inner gate failed to control the meme, this number would increase.

"We need to be careful. It's best not to encounter Teacher Lin Yu's world. I'm not a match for those replicas."

As for the other outer disciples, Yan Xing is sure to beat one of them with one punch, and those outer deacons, who are usually elusive, should not be affected. The only thing he can be sure of is that Teacher Lin Yu must have been pulled in.

Yan Xing looked serious, carefully observing the surroundings, licking his lips with his tongue, and caught some familiar odor particles.

"Is it her?"

With a frown, his figure moved and shot away.

At the edge of a depression, Yan Xing stopped and looked down. The thick fog could not cover his [microscopic vision], and the scene was vivid.

I saw that the monsters that looked like scorpions and covered with slippery tentacles filled the entire depression, connected head to tail in circles in a weird posture, and kept rotating around the center, like a whirlpool of death.

In the center of the depression, a small figure knelt on the ground, head lowered, messy long hair covering his face.

"Disgusting monster."

"Die!"

Yan Xing's eyes were filled with anger. He waved his sleeves and jumped down the depression. His legs as hard as steel pillars directly crushed two tentacle scorpions, and the slippery green juice sprayed all over his body.

Squeak!

Many tentacle scorpions found the intruder and immediately rioted. They broke away from the death vortex, gathered into a slime wave, and rushed towards Yan Xing.

"Hmph! The sea of ​​​​ten thousand times of strength, the powerful bull demon fist!"

Qi and blood rushed, and the blood smoke turned into a dragon entwined around his body. Yan Xing's right hand was like a balloon, visibly larger, with muscles and blue veins.

Boom--

The power of 10.5 set off a terrifying air pressure that could even tear steel apart. The tentacle scorpions in front of him were all crushed by a punch and turned into mud on the ground.

The replica created by the meme is based on the image that one fears the most, and its strength is roughly equal to that of the image. Yan Xing is fearless, and the replica does not know what it will transform into, so it can only transform into the appearance of Yan Xing.

Killing "oneself" by oneself will at least give him a greater sense of psychological oppression, but Yan Xing did not play by the rules, and directly overturned the table and used a big move, burning everything clean with a fire.

These tentacle scorpions are probably about the fifth level of the mortal body. Apart from being disgusting and numerous, they are meaningless to Yan Xing.

After twisting and turning, punching and kicking, in a moment, the tentacle scorpions in the depression were swept away, and their deaths were miserable, all of them were hammered into rotten meat and bloody mud.

Walking to the front of the little figure, looking at the familiar green skirt, Yan Xing was silent and slowly squatted down.

The little girl in her teens was originally thin, and now she had lost all her flesh and blood, like a corpse, unable to be grasped, and her wide-open eyes had lost their spirit forever, with only infinite fear.

"Let me think, what's your name?"

Yan Xing gently lifted the kneeling little girl up, straightened her stiff limbs, and laid her flat on the ground.

"Lu Xiao, right? I should remember correctly."

"Don't call me senior sister for now, it's not too late to talk after entering Feixian Cave Heaven!

Ah! What a shameless child!

This stream has been polluted by this guy, it's better not to wash it!

You go first, I'll cover you!

……"

All kinds of impressions about Lu Xiao flashed through his mind. The two had only known each other for half a month. In his memory, this was a very strong, a little shy girl who liked to wear green skirts and was under 11 years old.

"Alas, I hope all the sufferings will leave you and have a good rest."

Lu Xiao was dead. Yan Xing could not sense any life in her. All his will turned into pure fear, lingering between his eyebrows. Like the mummies on the Xuanqing Shenzhou, he became the medium for the transmission of memes and the source of expansion.

"Hope and despair coexist in this world. One can become a god against the ordinary, but one can also live and die in the same day. No one can avoid it."

"If you don't want to die in vain, you can only become stronger step by step until you become the strongest!"

Boom--

A wisp of black flame fell from Yan Xing's left eye, ignited Lu Xiao's body, and turned into nothingness in an instant. The condensed fear also dissipated.

The medium for the transmission of the fear meme was removed, and its strange pollution power became weaker.

This world also collapsed.

Crack!

From the depression, the entire "world" was collapsing. Yan Xing had the experience of the last time, so he was not panicked and let his body fall into the crack.

[Time Traveler] still did not respond. This was not crossing space, but another way of transfer that he did not understand.

Time and again, Yan Xing shuttled through different worlds of fear, crushed all kinds of disgusting things, and burned the bodies of his fellow disciples one after another.

Yan Xing had a cold expression and was in a bad mood. He even thought that, except for him, all the new disciples in the outer sect were wiped out.

Until...

"Roar--"

"Come on! Damn little bastards! I'll kill you!"

"Titans! Protect me! Kill--"

This is a desert, the sun is scorching, the air is distorted, and in the yellow sand, there are roars and roars, and the roars of beasts are endless.

"Raymond?!"

Yan Xing fell from the crack, and just as he stabilized his figure, he heard a familiar voice in his ears. His expression suddenly became happy, and most of the depression in his heart dissipated.

"Ha, this big fool is really good at hiding, he's quite capable!"

When Yan Xing saw the scene in the wind and sand, he was surprised. He saw that Raymond, who was shirtless, had expanded to a height of two feet. His skin was covered with strange and complicated totems, shining with divine light, and bright patterns intertwined between his eyebrows, forming a scorching sun pattern with an ancient atmosphere.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Raymond was like a madman, completely blood-thirsty. His huge fist was covered with golden flames. Every time he punched, he could leave a deep pit of glass in the sand, and the desert worms that drilled in it were directly roasted into charcoal.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind and sand subsided, and the corpses of the worms around were densely packed and piled up like a mountain. Except for Raymond standing in the pile of corpses, there was no living thing.

"I, the Iron Blood Castle of the Endless Sand Sea, Raymond!!"

"Roar, roar, roar--"

Raymond roared to the sky, venting many emotions, and tears flowed in his red eyes.

"Woo, woo, woo! Sister, Meng'er has avenged you, rest in peace!"

"Meng'er will follow the guidance of the Titan Ancestor, live well, and rebuild the glory of the Sand Sea."

Yan Xing hid in the dark and did not show up. This occasion was obviously inappropriate. His eyes showed thinking. It seemed that Raymond's sister should have died in the mouth of the Sand Sea worm. Raymond even witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

Therefore, the Sand Sea worm became the fear deep in his heart. At this moment, Raymond killed all the worms created by the meme, which meant that he broke the fear in his heart.

Titan?

Raymond has the blood of the Titan. Is this awakening? Yes, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

"Ahem, Lei Zi, you're still alive too?"

Seeing that Raymond had stabilized, Yan Xing cleared his throat, walked out, walked to Raymond who had recovered his body size, looked him up and down, and was amazed.

As expected of the extraordinary world, the quality of bitter tea seeds is so good, is it the same brand as the Hulk?

"Brother Yan!!"

"Are you okay?"

Raymond was startled, jumped up as if he was stressed, took a step back, and looked at Yan Xing with vigilant eyes.

Is this treating me as the incarnation of fear?

Sure enough, Raymond is a guy who is clumsy on the outside but beautiful on the inside. If you are deceived by his appearance and treat him as a big fool, you will inevitably suffer.

Yan Xing did not explain, there was no need, the "world" would prove it for him.

Crack!

Just like before, fear was broken, the replicas were all killed, and the world of fear collapsed and disintegrated.

The two fell into the dark crack together. …

Outside, the locked black ball of memes suddenly stopped agitating and began to gradually collapse.

“Huh? The total amount of memes is decreasing. Is this someone reducing the transmission medium?!”

Kong Lingzi looked surprised. In this intense meme fluctuation, he saw a trace of dissipated breath.

“Fear? That’s it.”

He suddenly knew what he was doing and thought of a way to break the impasse.