Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Dragon and Tiger Mountain, he is doomed.

Su Mo finally understood Master Zixiao's worries.

That slash not only cut his soul, but also his Dao!

If he didn't make a move, these ghosts would devour all his strength, and he would naturally die in this evil realm.

If Su Mo makes a move...it means that Su Mo has denied his past and everything he has done.

Dao Xin collapsed, Dao collapsed!

This is his calamity! .

Chapter 783

It seemed like a dead end, and whatever he did was wrong.

If he makes a move, the Dao will collapse and fall into madness.

If you don't take action, you are waiting to die!

Su Mo has never been a holy mother, and he will never have demons because of these people. If the scene is changed, the ghosts he has saved want to turn around and avenge him, and he will not be lenient in killing them.

But here it is different.

These ghosts do not really exist...Because there are countless faces in the ghosts, but Su Mo knows that the owners of these faces have not died, they are still alive in the mortal world!

So these ghosts, an abstraction, represent what he did in the past.

Huang Quan was hinting something to Su Mo.

Everything he did was wrong, he shouldn't have saved these people!

The mortal world is filthy, people are like evil spirits, no one should be saved, they should all be beheaded!

Daoist practice, what is important is to look for one's own Dao and move forward without hesitation.

So if at this time, Su Mo cut off this group of things that represented the past, it meant denying some of his past behaviors.

The avenue of mortals, the road of the world, is full of emotions and desires.

And among the seven emotions and six desires, there are evil and good.

What Huang Quan wants is for Su Mo to deny all his goodness in the past!

After all, practice is not enough.

If one reaches the Realm Realm, one's own Dao is perfect, and nothing in the world can shake it, so one can naturally do whatever one wants without any scruples.

Su Mo is still not a real person after all. Although the Dao has been fixed, it is only a prototype.

This test is not about strength, but about heart.

The group of ghosts were still fighting for the blood on the ground. On Xingtai, the death row prisoner's head just rolled down to the edge, facing Su Mo, and the two identical faces looked at each other.

There was a strange smile on the death row prisoner's face, his eyes were white, and there seemed to be some kind of mockery.

The strength in the body is constantly being lost, and the sense of weakness 12 surges up.

Those ghosts who lowered their heads and devoured the blood began to raise their heads constantly, looking at Su Mo with malicious intent, with greed and viciousness in their eyes.

There is no way to kill.

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't kill it.

Just like Xingtai before, even if he used spells at this moment, he couldn't hurt these ghosts at all.

"Is it really wrong?"

"Could it be... I went over, really shouldn't save them?"

"The world is filthy, like a ghost land. Everyone in this world really deserves to die and shouldn't be saved?"

Su Mo murmured, his brows furrowed deeply, and even his eyes gradually closed.

Above Xingtai, more and more blood flowed from the headless corpse, and the ghosts below swallowed more blood, and their aura gradually became stronger.

Vaguely, there seemed to be sharp laughter echoing in this ghost domain.

There were more and more eyes looking at Su Mo, and even those Yin soldiers on Xingtai, the executioner with a red-handled sword, began to stare at Su Mo with ill intentions.

However, the true qi in Su Mo's body gradually calmed down.

The hands that were about to form the dharma seal were also released, and they naturally fell to the sides of the body.

It looked as if he had given up all struggle and was about to sink into this endless abyss.

It didn't take long.

Blood stained the ground red.

The aura of the group of ghosts has become so strong that they all condense into black phantoms behind them, which is comparable to the ghost king!

And the breath on Su Mo's body also declined to the extreme, as if he would fall from the fairyland in the next moment.

The darkness surged and seemed to have life.

The ghosts also stopped devouring the blood. The corners of their mouths were red, and they slowly stood up from the ground, staring at Su Mo, with greed and desire to devour in their pupils.

The group of ghosts formed a circle, and the circle was shrinking.

But at this moment, Su Mo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his eyes.

All the ghosts paused in their footsteps.

"Should I be saved?"

Su Mo suddenly laughed, with relief and transparency in his smile.

He looked at the ghosts surrounding him, and said softly, "Should I be rescued? No, it shouldn't be like this, it should be... Do you want to be rescued!"

"Why do I practice? Why do I want to cultivate the world of mortals? It is for a long life, free and unfettered, and do whatever I want!"

"So what if these people deserve death? So what if they are heinous?"

"What does all this have to do with me?"

"If I want to save him, even if he is a devil who is reviled by thousands of people, I can save him. If I don't want to save him, even if he is a saint praised by all people, I can just sit back and watch!"

"This is my way!"

The darkness seemed to be receding, and the black shadows behind those ghosts were shrinking rapidly.

The originally exhausted power in Su Mo's body actually began to flow back from countless ghosts at this moment, but within a few dozen breaths, it returned to its peak again!

As for the group of ghosts, they all turned into the sallow, emaciated, weak state at the beginning.

Only this time, they no longer have invisible protection.

"So what if they are the people I have saved? Want to eat me? Just kill them."

"So what if I saved the wrong one? So what if I saved the wicked? Do whatever you want, be as good as evil, this is the real road of mortals, the way of freedom!"

Su Mo whispered softly, the fingers of his right hand fluctuated, and the veins rose one by one, turning into a ten thousand zhang long orange dragon, swimming freely in the dark night sky.

He raised his head, looked at the thousands of ghosts with cold eyes, and lowered his fingers lightly.

hold head high--

The real dragon roared, and the sound of dragon chant resounded throughout the world.

The real dragons transformed from those several leylines roared angrily and ran into the group of ghosts.

The earth trembled, and countless ghosts were wiped out in the orange light that soared into the sky before they could even make a wailing sound.

It's just because this group of ghosts doesn't really exist, so the system has never sent a reminder to harvest merit.

The ghost collapsed, but Su Mo's handprints did not stop, but formed faster and faster.

The real qi in his body rioted, escaped along his fingertips, and the power of the five elements merged into one, turning into the most initial power to evolve on the sky.

Looking around, the dark night sky is full of stars.

It's just that they are not real stars, but swords!

It was a long sword made of thousands of real qi, shining with dazzling light, illuminating the entire night sky!

Su Mo looked at the receding darkness around him, and said in a low voice, "Ghost Domain?"

"I'll break through this ghost domain and see what you are!"

The last seal was formed with both hands, and the countless flying swords in the sky also began to tremble.

Finally, at some point.

Swah——

It was the gathering of countless voices tearing the air, looking around, the swords were like stars, and the stars were like rain!

The darkness was torn apart in the light of the sword, and the deafening roar continued to spread, traveling thousands of miles away.

That was the sound of the long sword falling to the ground.

The earth collapsed, the sky was torn apart, and countless long swords emitted dazzling light, flying crazily between the sky and the earth, like a storm that destroyed the sky and destroyed the earth.

It's a doomsday scene.

And Su Mo stood in mid-air, surrounded by countless flying swords, wearing a Taoist robe flying with the strong wind, and his black hair scattered behind him, like the only exiled immortal in the world!

click-

Finally, after the flying sword storm raged for dozens of breaths, this dark ghost domain finally couldn't bear it, and made a sound like glass shattering.

There are countless transparent cracks in the space, and through the cracks, a wave of rough waves can be vaguely heard.

Su Mo frowned, instinctively sensing something was wrong.

But it was too late.

The spreading speed of the shattering was incomparable. In just two breaths, the entire ghost domain was already covered with cracks. At this moment, Su Mo seemed to be in a world in a mirror, and this mirror was about to be destroyed!

bang——

Just when Su Mo gathered the flying swords all over the sky and swallowed them into a piece of real qi again, this ghost realm finally couldn't bear it anymore and completely shattered.

A terrifying evil spirit spread over the face.

What impresses the eye is the endless orange river and sea!

Huangquan Wangchuan!

Even with Su Mo's mentality, he couldn't help but take a breath at this moment, his muscles tensed up, and all his true qi were mobilized, ready to go.

He is in the underworld!

The ghost domain before was actually just an insignificant puddle in the underworld!

"How could this be?"

Su Mo stared dumbfounded at the torrential river and sea in front of him: "Yellow Spring...Why does the inner gate of dragon and tiger connect to Yellow Spring?"

"Wait... old heavenly master?"

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Could it be..."

.........

Temple of Heaven.

The darkness had already eroded in, almost all the runes left by Su Mo were wiped out, and the coffin was moved to the last corner. Zhang Wei stood in front of the coffin, looking at the darkness less than two feet away from him, with a full face. The color of despair.

There were still two armored generals standing beside the coffin, but even the generals were helpless in the face of the darkness of this invisible substance.

They had tried to launch several attacks before, and although they were very powerful, they fell into the darkness and disappeared without a sound.

"Senior Brother Su, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until you come back..."

Zhang Wei smiled wryly, watching the last rune also be obliterated by the darkness.

"The body has a golden light, covering my body!"

This was his last cry before being swallowed by the darkness. Golden light emerged from his body, but in the darkness, it turned into a fleeting golden flame, but after two or three breaths, it faded go down.