In a certain area of the super plane, countless figures appeared, forming a moving mountain.
This is a group of giants, all of which are hundreds of feet tall, seem to be constantly growing.
There are monks in charge of directing, and the situation is very like grazing cattle and sheep.
The sound of heavy footsteps came, and every time a foot fell on the ground, there would be a loud rumbling noise.
Wei Wei was in the middle of the team, his blood-red eyes staring ahead, his mind was in a state of chaos.
Occasionally, I will return to clarity, carefully observe my own state, and my heart is full of horror and horror.
After swallowing the monster's flesh and blood, and absorbing it frantically, Wei Hong's body changed again.
Although there is no contrast and reference, he has a feeling that his body is already quite large.
Otherwise, the steps will not be so heavy, and every step taken is like moving a mountain.
Great changes in the body. Wei Wei felt extremely panic, wondering what he would become in the end.
He wanted to escape from the danger, but he didn't have the ability, so he could only follow the instructions of the monks. Constantly fighting and devouring corpses.
Residents who went out of town with him. Now it has become strange and strange, and most of them have lost their sanity.
They are like beasts, driven by the herding monks, and their neighbors in the past will never talk and laugh like they did in the past when they see themselves.
Wei Hong was bitter and helpless. He didn't know how long this torture would last. If he could choose, he even hoped to die.
Just looking at the current state, wanting to die has become a luxury.
Wei Hong had no choice. I can only keep praying in my heart, hoping to be liberated and to end this torture that life is better than death as soon as possible.
"Everyone, get ready to fight!"
The voice of the monk grazing made the Sea of Souls violently turbulent, and it would be extremely painful once the thought of resistance was born.
Beast!
Wei Hong's face became distorted, and he hated this voice very much, wishing to smash the corpse of the grazing monk who gave the order.
But just to think about it, the herding cultivator is powerful and can easily kill him and the mutant residents in seconds.
But the herding monk did not kill, but carried out cruel and ruthless transformations, turning them into more hideous and terrifying monsters.
That kind of tragic and terrifying scene made those who tried to resist gave up the struggle, for fear that their actions would fail, and they would suffer a more tragic end.
Just a few grazing monks can command tens of thousands of mutants. This is the effect of shock.
"Roar!"
Hearing the order from the herding monk, Wei Hong instinctively let out a roar, and then his body began to change.
The rough skin was torn tightly, revealing hard scale armor, covered with poisonous bone spurs.
The nails became sharp as knives, the long tail was covered with spikes, and the cracked mouth was full of sharp fangs.
Having swallowed the flesh and blood of the innate gods and spirits, his body was constantly changing, and Wei Wei had become a real monster.
Although he was reluctant in every possible way, he was full of hatred for the herding monks, but he couldn't resist the thought of killing and destroying.
It seems that only by doing so can the anger and unwillingness in my heart be vented.
Those who were beheaded, none of them were innocents, they were all monsters that made people very hateful.
"Kill kill kill!"
Wei Hong roared, and the team that rushed out first wanted to tear the monsters to pieces.
But as soon as he rushed out, he found that something was wrong. This time, he was not facing a monster, but countless monks.
They were suspended in the air, spread extremely far, forming a neat formation.
He didn't say a word at this moment, but looked over coldly.
The unspeakable sense of fear suddenly rose from my heart, as if the soul had frozen in an instant.
danger!
The thought that came out of his mind made Wei Wei tremble all over, and subconsciously wanted to turn around and escape.
"Forbidden!"
Suddenly a voice rang, and the rules of heaven and earth responded.
Wei Wei was taken aback, feeling that he was in the swamp and quagmire, and he couldn't control his body at all.
Forget how to control the body, forget the instinct to walk, just like a wooden sculpture, staying in place.
Not only he looks like this, but other mutants are like this.
The imposing army of mutants was unstoppable all the way, but at this moment it fell into a situation of being slaughtered.
Wei Hong became more and more apprehensive, looking at the aloof monks, once again a strong sense of lowliness and powerlessness was born.
At this moment, he realized that no matter how he swallowed and promoted, he was only an ant in the eyes of the monk.
If you want to kill yourself, maybe just a thought.
I can not be reconciled!
Wei Hong screamed, if he can choose again, he must become a practitioner anyway.
Only in this way can we control our destiny, instead of letting others enslaved them and slaughter them casually.
Just when he collapsed and desperate, he saw the herding monk who drove the mutant, desperately fleeing towards the distance.
For the herding monk, the mutant is a tool, which can be discarded anytime and anywhere.
As long as you save your life, everything can start all over again.
"Want to run, dream!"
There was a voice, with a hint of joking.
Even if he tried his best to escape, the herding monk was captured and returned, looking dejected.
Wei Hong's face was expressionless. In my heart, he was cheering secretly, praying that these pastoral monks would be better killed.
If this is the case, then he can breathe out a bad breath.
It is a pity that the situation of hope did not appear, which also made Wei Wei regretful.
When I was worrying about my own destiny, I felt like needles and fire in my mind, and waves of pain continued to be heard.
It's like pulling out a bone and cramping, which makes people utterly painful.
dying?
This thought flashed in his mind, but Wei Hong felt a sense of relief. Having had enough pain and torment, death is actually a kind of relief.
As soon as the thought arose, a flame burst out all over his body.
Wei Hong smiled bitterly, thinking that he would be burnt to ashes, but soon discovered that it was not.
The flame does exist, but what is burning is the weird energy in the body. There is no pain, but it makes people feel more relaxed?
After swallowing the innate gods, it is always accompanied by the pain of thousands of swords, and from time to time it will enter a state of madness and loss.
But now it is different. After being burned by the raging flames, it feels incredibly relaxed.
People often say that it’s ecstatic, and that’s how it feels.
Wei Hong was surprised and happy, if death was so easy, at least he could walk more calmly.
Looking around, they found that the mutants were all like this, swallowed by the raging flames.
But in a blink of an eye, the flames gradually weakened, and the mutant's body was not only intact, but it became more clean and transparent.
The original mutated body looked filthy, and seemed to have gathered the ultimate ugliness and mess in the world.
But after burning with flames, the ugly feeling disappeared, but it made people feel extremely transparent and pure.
Just like flawless colored glaze crystal, it gives people a sense of holiness and exudes comfortable fluctuations.
"How is this going?"
Wei Hong was overwhelmed with surprises. He thought he was bound to die, but found that it was not the case.
Not only did he not have to die, but he might also have encountered a great opportunity, and now he was completely reborn.
When he was secretly surprised, a voice suddenly came from the soul, with unquestionable majesty and domineering.
"I am Tang Zhen, the leader of this monk army, now tell me, what have you encountered before?"