Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 64 This is not a trial, this is simply a reward game
The wood spirit Bifang grabbed the black box with its sharp claws and tossed it in the air to play with it.

"As both are the essences of the five elements, it is reasonable for them to have some magical powers to cut off their own kind, right? Without the protection of the golden essence, can that kid really get out of this safely?"

Click, click, click!
The small black box made a loud noise, and the complex and strange patterns on its surface flashed with tiny dots of light.

The space constructed by Bifang is not just an illusion. The reproduction of the environment, flesh and blood, feelings and a series of other things inside are all real and accurate.

If you die in the black box, you are really dead. The mental decline caused by being entangled in the changes of cause and effect in the box will also be a disaster in reality.

"Xiao Huan is not weak enough for me to worry about her to that extent. You should first think about how to work with a stinking spirit like me."

On the Qingming Festival, beside the stone bench in the courtyard, the teapot on the stone table was suspended in mid-air, filling two cups of tea.

When the golden spirit's fingers pinched the teacup, the cup flashed with golden light and turned into real gold.

Bifang landed and placed the small black box next to the table.

"This little world I have constructed is very interesting, much more interesting than you can imagine. The golden essence, which is a powerful weapon, now has a pure aura, just like white jade. I am really curious about what that boy did to you."

"So I was wondering, that guy didn't kill many people, right? He didn't kill many people, right? Oh my God, he wouldn't even kill people, right?"

"So I sold him a favor. The people inside are very interesting. Yan Huan can't help but kill them. But once the killing intention is aroused, it is hard to say whether he can stop. After all, killing is just a feeling! Let's start with the bad guys, kill one, kill ten, kill a hundred!"

"I've killed so many bad guys that sometimes I think, aren't good guys killed just as well?"

Qingming blinked his pure and moving eyes, "Bird language? I don't understand."

"Young Master, if you try this on me, I'll tell you what you'll do if this kid gets depressed or becomes possessed!"

"As the spirit of the five elements, you will not be killed completely, but it is easy to make you suffer for thousands or hundreds of years." Jin Jing said it calmly.

It has been more than seven years, and she has been taking care of her child all the way. Others may not know what her child’s level is, but she, an old mother, is not sure about it either.

"Hmph!" Bifang snorted coldly, flapped its wings and flew into the black box.

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boom!
There was a roar of artillery fire, and Yan Huan stepped on the black ground stained with blood.

The surrounding area was a battlefield like a sea of ​​fire in purgatory, with smoke filling the air and blocking out the sky.

The shells fell like raindrops, and the dust and debris flew everywhere. In the trenches, the soldiers looked haggard, and their eyes revealed fatigue and determination. Their uniforms were already torn and stained with blood.

The enemy's charge came in wave after wave, and the sound of gunfire, artillery fire, and shouts of killing intertwined together, deafening.

Gradually, the trenches were filled with corpses, including those of the enemy and his own comrades. Blood splattered everywhere, flowing into small streams.

Yan Huan looked up at the horizon. The flames lit up the sky red and the thick smoke made it hard to breathe.

clap clap clap!
The heavy footsteps of military boots were getting closer and closer. A group of troops were walking through a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Smoke was everywhere around them, and the true appearance of the dark team could not be seen clearly. However, Yan Huan saw the Rising Sun Flag held high in the air at a glance.

Green feathers fell in all directions, annihilated, shattered, and split into warm and comfortable glows that enveloped Yan Huan.

"Come, walk out of here, and the heaven-earth contract will be completed."

"Don't say I didn't take care of you. Even though you lost your gold essence, you still have your wood essence. Come and try it out. You can see how powerful the wood essence is."

Yan Huan raised his hand and clenched it. All the faint light gathered in the palm of his hand, and a round and transparent jade with a blue bird engraved inside appeared in his palm.

The wood element is added to the body and the dead tree comes back to life with spring.

The flying bird jade melted in front of his chest, and in an instant, the flow of time in Yan Huan's body seemed to stop.

Do not!
This statement is not quite accurate. Rather than saying that the flow of time has stopped, it is better to say that the state of the body has stagnated at a certain moment.

If you maintain this state, any abnormal changes will be sent back to the previous moment by the magic of "Dead Tree Resurrection".

"It's been so long, and you still can't let it go."

"Japanese pirates." Yan Huan pointed to the rising sun flag fluttering in the flames of war in the distance, "Little devils."

"Do you want to repeat what happened before?" "Then you really made a mistake!"

Yan Huan clenched his teeth tightly, and fresh blood spurted out from between his teeth, but the wound healed immediately.

Excitement, frenzy, hatred, and an uncontrollable crazy instinct are hidden in the darkness.

You call this a trial?
This is simply a bonus round.

"Wood Spirit Bifang, look carefully to see if my spine can support you."

Yan Huan put his fingers together and made a gesture, silently reciting the names of a group of younger generations of the Huang family in his mind. The wood element was added to his body, and the spirits blessed him.

call!
A sinister evil spirit surrounded Yan Huan's body, and the sky, illuminated by red light, was filled with a ferocious sea with raging waves.

Overwhelming malice.

"Brother Huan, where is this place? Why are the enemies so malicious even though we haven't done anything?"

"Yes, we didn't do anything." Yan Huan said, and he took out a dagger from the sea of ​​​​malice and stabbed it suddenly towards the chest.

With a twist of the knife handle, the beating heart in the chest was crushed into powder.

A scream was heard from the Japanese army on the opposite side, and blood burst out from the heart of a little Japanese soldier, and rotten flesh and blood flowed out of the wound.

Withered trees come spring.

A green light lingered around Yan Huan's body, and the heart that had just been crushed healed instantly, without even a scar left on his chest.

It hurts!
Yan Huan covered his chest and his body shook violently. This time he was really hurt.

However, when he saw the Japanese soldiers surrounding the corpses of the devils in amazement, he suddenly felt that this was not enough.

"Bifang, since this is the world you built, and since this is your magical power, you have to live up to the pretentiousness you talk about."

snort!
The wood spirit snorted coldly and did not answer.

Yan Huan stretched out his hand towards the fierce sea in the air and shouted, "Come!"

The evil intention of the Heaven-shaking Sect was so overwhelming and oppressive that it was like the Milky Way was flooding backwards.

Yan Huan held a short blade in each hand, stabbed the sword into his throat, and then turned it horizontally.

Four or five Japanese soldiers had their throats cut one after another.

There was a strange phenomenon happening naturally, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood blocking the way. The Japanese on the opposite side began to notice the movements of Yan Huan.

At the command, all guns were pointed at Yan Huan.

“Zhengyang, righteousness, justice, righteousness, righteousness, righteousness, uprightness… There is no need to hold back. The wildness that has been suppressed for so many years is now exposed.”

Uh-huh!
The sound of baring teeth in protest continued.

"With this hail of bullets pouring down, even with my protection, the pain remains the same. Can you bear it? Do you have some masochistic tendency?" the wood spirit asked in confusion.

"And, there's more. If you kill so many people, even if you avenge your deep hatred and get what you want, your character will inevitably be damaged. Is it worth it?"

"You better think about this, kid!"

Yan Huan turned a deaf ear to the wood spirit's words. It was true that it came in to help, but to a certain extent it also acted as the inner demon in this constructed world.

However, he understood what Bifang said the moment he stepped into Chang Lao's memory.

If killing a group of creatures worse than animals can be considered karma, then he will bear the karma.

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