Eternal Martial Emperor

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Li Xiaoer, who had lost his black bone wings, had lost his ability to fly and fell directly from the sky.

Li Xiaoer stood on the ground and looked at Lin Yun, who was condescending. At this moment, he could no longer make any mockery.

Lin Yun looked at Li Xiaoer, holding a magic sword in his hand, without saying a word, as if he had done something that was not uncommon.

"The demon sword, the seven-eyed demon ... Master Lin Yun, it really deserves his name." After a long time, Li Xiaoer sighed and sat on the ground with his buttocks, as if he had lost his fighting spirit.

Lin Yun slowly fell from the sky and appeared in front of Li Xiaoer.

Although it seemed that Li Xiaoer had lost his interest in continuing the fight, Lin Yun still held the Sword of Demons.

This is not for fear, but to prevent something that would not have happened.

When Lin Yun was less than ten meters away from Li Xiaoer, Lin Yun suddenly felt the breath of Li Xiaoer and gradually calmed down.

The original violentness, which wanted to destroy all the breath, gradually faded. Together with Li Xiaoer's realm and vitality, it was fading at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yun frowned. A big step came to Li Xiaoer, and he pressed his palm against his chest.

"Did you feel that too? I have only ten minutes of life for the sacrificial method of sacrifices." Li Xiaoer smiled bitterly, and his face, originally covered with magic lines, had returned to normal appearance.

At this point, Li Xiaoer's chest was blasted out by Lin Yun, and in it he crawled out countless black bugs and devoured Li Xiaoer's body little by little.

Lin Yun waved the evil spirit sword in his hand and killed countless black worms.

But these swarms of black worms are endless. No matter how Lin Yun cuts to death, there are still countless black worms crawling out of the black hole.

Lin Yun inserted the slayer sword into the black hole, and immediately felt a huge suction, even he was almost unable to hold the slayer sword in his hand.

"Master Lin Yun, what else do you want to know now?" Li Xiaoer now faced the horrible death without any fear, his eyes clarified, like an immortal.

Lin Yun didn't say anything, she put away the sword of the evil spirit, exuded her consciousness, and explored the memory deep inside Li Xiaoer.

He can feel it now, and it is estimated that Li Xiaoer's strength is not as good as a first-level emperor, and he can't pose any threat to him at all.

Gradually, Li Xiaoer's past appeared in Lin Yun's mind.

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"You bastard! If it wasn't for you! I need to lose money every day? I'll kill you!" A boy nestled in the corner, covered with scars that had not yet scarred.

A middle-aged man, with a monstrous drink, clenched the thick wooden stick in his hand and knocked it on the teenager with a stick.

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"Tell you! Give me some money tomorrow! Otherwise we will drown you in the river next time! Anyway, you are also a guy no one wants!" By the side of a small river, there are several teenagers the size of a teenager. He was held in the river, beaten badly, threatened a few words, and left here with laughter.

The teenager shivered, hugged his knees, clenched his roots, and stared deadly at the figures of several people leaving.

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The teenager returned to the house because of the threat of the crowd and wanted to get some money from the house, but when he thought of the beatings of his parents, he could only give up.

The teenager who pushed the door open saw his mother holding a wooden stick and hitting his head, knocking directly on his head.

Suddenly, the young man felt a pain in his head, and his eyes fell on Venus, falling directly to the ground.

Blood flowed from his forehead, and the teenager pouted his mouth, wondering why his mother beat herself again.

At this time, another older boy stepped out of his mother's side, with a sarcasm on his face, and said, "Mother, is the money he stole!"

The young man felt that the wooden stick in his mother's hand fell on his body again, and he curled up his body, afraid to resist any more.

He wanted to refute, saying that the money was stolen by his brother, but after another stick, he could not do anything except scream.

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Even in the indifference like Lin Yun, when I saw Li Xiaoer's past events, he was instantly distracted.

Lin Yun looked up and saw Li Xiaoer's face still full of smile.

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There was no evil in that smile, just like a newborn child, innocent.

Lin Yun did not speak, and continued to explore Li Xiaoer's memory.

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The teenager could not bear the bullying of the whole village, and one night at twelve years old finally left this nightmare-like village.

A twelve-year-old boy, with no chickens in his hands, and frail and ill, he simply couldn't survive in this strong world like a cloud.

Until one day, the teenager no longer wanted to live, he came to a cliff, ready to end his terrible life.

The dark curtain shrouded the entire cliff, and the icy peaks screamed, blowing the teenager's cheeks covered with tears and dust.

"Poor boy, are you going to end your life like this?" Just as the teenager was about to jump off the cliff, a weird voice full of three-dimensionality seemed to flow into the teenager's ears from all sides.

The boy turned his head and saw a mysterious man wearing a golden mask and a black cloak covering his body, as if floating in spirit, floating behind him.

Lin Yun, who has been watching as a bystander, has obviously had very severe emotional fluctuations on his face.

Is this mysterious mask man again? Who is this person?

From Tianwu continent to Divine Realm, he always had such a slight involvement with him.

"You ... who are you?" The young man asked with horror, his face just looking at the masked man's **** eyes, and his whole body couldn't move like a petrification.

"As you can see, I am God!" The mysterious mask man raised his hand at will, and the whole world was controlled by an invisible force.

The clouds in the sky stopped rolling in an instant, and the earth that was within our reach shattered. The crust with a diameter of thousands of meters floated as if losing gravity, and the magnificent and shocking scene was like the end of the world.

This devastating scene shocked the teenager completely and shattered the youth's three views.

He has never seen this person in the past. Is this person really God?

"You ... Are you really a god?" The boy looked at the mysterious masked man, his eyes full of fanaticism and piety.

The mysterious mask man gently lowered his palm, and the crust with a diameter of thousands of meters, followed by gently falling back to the ground, and re-stitched to the ground, leaving no trace of cracks.

The still clouds in the sky also resumed their original movement. Everything, back to the original appearance, as if never happened.

"As long as you give your soul to me, I can give you powerful power." The mysterious mask man floated at least in front of his face, his right hand extended from under the cape, and gently rested on the forehead of the boy.

"God, save me!" The boy seemed to see the last straw, the last beam of light shining in the darkness.

At this point he was completely convinced by the strength of the Masked Man, and he had fully believed that the Masked Man in front of him was the real deity in this world. His heart was unguarded, completely handed over to the mysterious masker.

The boy bowed in front of the mysterious masked man in an extremely humble gesture.

"Come, my devout believer." The mysterious masker imprinted a 'soul slave contract' on the forehead of the boy.