Fantasy Realization System

"Wake me up!"

Zhou Ming let out a long roar, his consciousness plunged into boundless chaos.

Shattered and perished. Countless images flickered in Zhou Ming's mind. A young man in black walked out of the image. He was covered in blood, and his black eyes did not carry a trace of temperature. He calmly stepped across the images and came to Zhou Ming's sea of ​​knowledge.

"Chen Ziwen, are you at the trouble again?"

Zhou Ming's consciousness also appeared in the Sea of ​​Knowledge, he ran to Chen Ziwen and stared at the evil demon.

Chen Ziwen smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed, "The root of this time lies in yourself."

"Myself?"

Zhou Ming was puzzled, could it be that he had gone crazy again, but he hadn't practiced at this time.

"The power you borrow does not belong to the rules of the week, but it can still turn the imaginary into reality, and even come to the world. This is a great rebellious force, and ordinary people are easily lost in it. Now you are not only lost in your mind, but also locked in your heart. Sleepy, the thoughts of good and evil in my body were aroused, and I was forced to show up."

Chen Ziwen stretched out a hand and brushed it in front of Zhou Ming's eyes. A ray of pure black breath rushed into the white brilliance behind Zhou Ming, turning into a carp, wandering freely in the whiteness.

After blending in this pure black breath, Zhou Ming felt the unusual white brilliance behind him. These white brilliance belonged to his conscious soul, and this impurity-free brilliance was the manifestation of his true nature.

On the contrary, behind Chen Ziwen is a thick pitch black, like an endless hell, forcing people.

One black and one white each occupy half of the sea of ​​knowledge.

"How? Can I help you?"

Chen Ziwen carried his hands on his back, black clothes with plackets, and stood up without wind.

Zhou Ming closed his eyes without saying a word, raised his hand and grabbed it behind him. The pure black carp instantly melted into a strand, peeled from the white brilliance, and was imprisoned in his palm.

"No need, my heart knot, I will cross it myself."

Zhou Mingxin is nowhere near Chen Ziwen. He didn't want to contact him on the way of the magic road, unless he had to do it, otherwise he really didn't want to embark on this road of no return.

"This causality is not something that is broken."

Chen Ziwen left a meaningful sentence, which turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared into Zhou Ming's sea of ​​knowledge.

Zhou Ming sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​consciousness, circling the mind, Tao and God forging the mind, and began to suppress the sleepy thoughts and knots in his heart. Numerous spiritual powers shot out from the divine mansion, smashing the endless pure black system in front of him, and the three golden seals of mind and golden light on the divine mansion made Zhou Ming's thoughts rise steadily.

Outside, Xueling slowly put Yang Qiancong down, she picked up a fragment of a fox mask, held it in her palm, and held it in her arms tremblingly. Tears slid from the girl's cheeks, she knew that the person had left her forever.

The **** surroundings still couldn't conceal the sadness in the girl's heart. This absurd fate made her fail to recognize her father in the end.

"Xue Ling, I'm sorry."

Zhou Ming awoke, ignoring the trickling blood from his mouth and nose, and slammed his fist on the ground very upset.

Xueling shook her head, put her hands on her chest, and whispered: "It's okay, I knew it would be like this a long time ago. I'm the one to say sorry."

The fragments in her hand fell, Xue Ling walked to Zhou Ming, stretched out her hands and cupped his face.

Zhou Ming looked at Xueling's moist spirit eyes, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Zhou Ming, I lied to you, I hid something from you."

The girl approached Zhou Ming and lightly tapped on his lips, "This is all my memory, sorry, I'm afraid I can't accompany you."

Zhou Ming felt the remaining soft touch on his lips, and suddenly felt a hot stream in his mind. He was stunned for a moment, and the memories of Xue Ling and Shen Yue were fully supplemented.

The huge amount of information made Zhou Ming unable to slow down for a while, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xue Ling incredulously.

"got it."

Xueling smiled at Zhou Ming, but at this moment, a huge Yuanqi palm print came from her back.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhou Ming was shocked, holding Yang Qiancong in one hand, and about to pull Xueling away, but unexpectedly Xueling slapped him at this moment.

Xue Ling's palm strength was so great that Zhou Ming was shocked and slid backwards. With the thrust, Xue Ling slammed into the palm print behind her.

"No!"

Zhou Ming's heart trembled, and he had anticipated what Xueling would do next.

"puff!"

A wind blade passed through Xueling's chest, bringing up a blood-colored horse.

"Don't sacrifice!"

Seeing that Xue Ling was about to be killed by palm prints, Zhou Ming roared furiously, and the ground under his feet was crushed by him. He was like a white thunder, trying to save Xue Ling before the palm prints fell.

"With my stubborn body, gather in him."

Xueling's pale lips squirmed, a few syllables fell, several golden lights flowed, and flew towards Zhou Ming.

The girl's long hair was scattered, and her pale face added a touch of tenderness. She was like a holy flower, blooming with the last beauty.

Zhou Ming, after all, was still slow. Before he reached out to touch Xueling, the palm prints and violent wind had drowned the girl in front of him, a splash of blood, a ruthless attack came, and the fresh life disappeared.

The golden light submerged in his body, and a huge golden lotus appeared in front of Zhou Ming, instantly offsetting the remaining power of the palm wind, and several wind blades appeared, all being dissolved by the light and shadow on the golden lotus.

"puff--"

Zhou Ming's mind collapsed and he spouted a big mouthful of bright red. Xueling's death made him desperate. He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Beng and Yuan Yuanzhong who were still watching the show in the sky, and the hatred in his heart suddenly exploded.

An old man rushed to Zhou Ming. He was wearing a gust of wind, and he swept across with one hand, bringing a wind blade, and slammed toward Zhou Ming in anger.

The wind blade was blocked an inch in front of Zhou Ming, and a little bit of golden light appeared. This imposing wind blade suddenly fell apart like mud tiles in the water.

Zhou Ming held Yang Qiansong in one hand, his face as cold as iron, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a touch of silver was fleeting.

The old man didn't even have the chance to react, and a shadow of sword energy that was as fast as thunder came out from behind his head.

This old man is Mo Qianli. For his teacher, Zhou Ming didn't have any mercy at this time. In that complete memory, he already knew that the shadow gate used to control humans was the soul control pill.

People who take the Soul Control Pill will have the imprint of the soul of the person who applied the medicine in their souls, and they can only obey the medicine person for life from now on. This soul control pill is unsolvable, and the imprint rooted in the soul will also detonate when the person who is prescribed the medicine dies. It can be said that this is a terrible evil medicine.

Zhou Ming held Yang Qiansong, walked by one step, and appeared in front of a young girl. He raised his hand and cut it down with a sword. An old man shining with thunder was divided into two by an invisible sword energy. Heavy mountain.

Zhou Ming put Yang Qiansong down, "Help me look after her."

"it is good."

The girl was also a person Zhou Ming knew well, Long Fumei.

Long Fumei picked up Yang Qiansong and looked at Zhou Ming with a complicated expression.

Zhou Ming didn't care about Long Fumei's gaze, he stepped out, and then came to an old man who was killing frantically, and stabbed out with a sword.

Jian Guang took a straight track, a **** flower splashed, Su Mu fell to the ground and died.

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