Chapter 47 Memory Fragments

When he regained consciousness again, Jing Ping found himself standing in a bright space.

He felt unprecedented relaxation and unprecedented silence.

It seems to have returned to the warmth of the mother's body.

He forgot everything, his hands, his feet, and even his name. He only had consciousness and no body, but it did not make him panic, but made him more intoxicated to enjoy the current feeling.

Just when Jing Ping was comfortable, suddenly, the bright space gradually spread darkness. I don't know where to start, the darkness has gradually occupied most of the space. At this speed, the whole bright space will soon be swallowed up by the darkness, and even he is no exception.

Jing Ping began to be full of fear.

The darkness was extremely powerful, and the space left by the light had gradually been unable to resist the darkness. Suddenly, the only remaining light was collected and fell into Jing Ping's consciousness together. A burst of courage suddenly surged in Jing Ping's heart and rushed over thinking about the darkness, but because the power of Jing Ping's light was too weak, it was really It can't fight this huge darkness. In just a few times, Jing Ping's consciousness was bitten off a large part, leaving only a little.

Just when Jing Ping thought he was going to be completely eaten, a light radiated again.

This light was like a sudden dawn in the night. As soon as the light appeared, it rushed straight to Jing Ping. After Jing Ping was injected by this light, he only felt that he was full of strength and instinctively began to release.

The darkness seems to have encountered something of fear. The spreading darkness is directly recovered quickly like a tide. How can Jing Ping let go of the darkness that scares him at this time and continue to chase with the light? All the darkness illuminated by the light emitted by Jing Ping will be decomposed and eventually become nothingness.

The darkness fled crazily. Jing Ping refused to let go of the other party and kept chasing him. It was not until the last bit of darkness was decomposed that Jing Ping began to rest.

At this time, the mutiny suddenly appeared, decomposed and then turned into a nihilistic darkness, leaving huge black fragments like glass beads.

These fragments seemed to be attracted by something and rushed to Jing Ping's consciousness in an instant.

"Boom!" Jing Ping only felt that his consciousness was shocked, and he began to see countless pictures.

These pictures were as if they were real, and Jing Ping seemed to become a bystander. He kept watching. In the first picture, a gloomy cave appeared. Jing Ping didn't know what was going on, but just stared at it.

A shout suddenly appeared in the cave: "Sin!"

Jing Ping was shocked that there was someone in the cave, but at the moment of surprise, a palm-sized green centipede crawled out of the cave. The centipede was extremely fast, but in an instant, it disappeared. Then an old man appeared from the cave. The old man was shrouded in black fog and held it with his left hand. A skeleton's walking stick! At the same time, the green and wrinkled skin in his eyes clearly showed his age.

When the old man stepped under his feet, his body suddenly flew up and chased straight to the place where the centipede disappeared, but after chasing straight for a while, he did not find the shadow of the green centipede. He had to step hard and roared fiercely. In an instant, within a hundred miles, all the trees suddenly withered, and all the living things aging in an instant, and then turned into black ash.

Jing Ping was shocked when he saw this place, and there was a great fear in his heart. Just a roar turned into such a terrible destruction. What a power!

Just as Jing Ping was panicked, the old man suddenly said to himself in the same place, "Have you seen enough!"

Jing Ping was shocked when a word came! He couldn't wait to have wings on his back and run away immediately, but he couldn't control himself at all, so he had to watch all this.

After a long time, no one answered. The black fog on the old man's body dispersed directly. At the same time, he rose to the sky and directly covered the whole area. After the black fog shrouded the area, it instantly turned into a black flame and burned crazily. It was just an instant. The whole area, nothing existed.

After the old man burned everything, he found that there was still nothing. He began to stay still and became silent.

After a while, the old man suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Jing Ping's place.

Jing Ping was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. When he saw the other party turn his head, he could not control his body. He just stared at the other party in a daze.

"Hahahaha, good! Boy, we'll see you again!" The old man suddenly raised a finger and pointed straight at Jing Ping's place.

"Bum!" With a sound, Jing Ping suddenly felt that he had flown up and directly entered another picture.

This picture directly follows the green centipede. The centipede lurks in a dense forest. At the same time, someone flies through the air from time to time. Jing Ping is already stupid to see these people flying around. He doesn't know what all these phenomena are.

As long as someone stops, the centipede immediately moves its body, drills directly into the other party's body, and then absorbs everything from the other party in an instant, leaving only a suit of clothes.

In this way, it kept sucking everyone who stayed until one day, a man in white passed by the forest.

This man is better than snow in white, his eyebrows are like a sword, and his face is upright. At the same time, a black scabbard sword is hung around his waist. Jing Ping looked at it and was shocked. Isn't this the master of Zhenwumen, Yan Ming?

The same white clothes, the same sword eyebrows, and even the appearance of the long sword are the same. This is simply the image of Yan Ming.

There was a huge doubt in his heart, and then he looked at it carefully. Jing Ping found that this person was not Yan Ming, because the breath revealed by this person was very powerful. The power was not comparable to Yan Ming at all, and his appearance was also a little different. If you carefully identify it, you can still distinguish the two. Different.

What if this person is not Yan Ming? Who would that be? Jing Ping was puzzled again.

The man in white stopped, and at this time, the green centipede seemed to realize that there was another delicious food, and his body suddenly rushed directly into the body of the man in white.

At the moment when the worm rushed out, the man in white's face changed, and he suddenly pulled out the long sword, but the green centipede was very fast. When the man in white just reacted, it had penetrated into his body.

After the man in white noticed it, he sat on the ground directly cross-legged, and a peaceful breath rose directly, as if the insects in his body were fighting.

This breath is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the face of the man in white is getting more and more ugly. After a long time, the man in white raised his sword eyebrows and suddenly opened his mouth, and the cyan centipede suddenly flew out.

After flying out, the green centipede actually exported a human voice. The voice was sweet, and it was exactly the same as Huang Zhener's voice. I only heard the voice and said, "Kid, the spiritual veins in your body have been completely destroyed by me. Hahahaha, you will never want to go higher in the future!" Hahahaha..."

The laughter of the green centipede suddenly stopped. The man in white who was looking at the ground had stood behind the centipede, and at this time, the body of the cyan centipede had been broken in two.

"Ah! You are an innate Lingwu!"

The man in white turned pale, and his hands were pinched again. A fireball appeared, directly covering the broken green centipede. At the same time, he said coldly, "Demon! Remember, the person who killed you was Yan Zhenwu!"

"Hmm! Well, I remember your name. You can never think about it. Just wait! I'll find you!" As soon as the words fell to the ground, the centipede broke into two pieces, and the upper body suddenly disappeared. At the same time, only the lower body was still in the package of the fireball.

Yan Zhenwu looked cold when he saw this situation, and the fireball in his hand suddenly burned, and the lower half of the body of the green centipede had been completely burned to ashes.

And on the edge of the forest, there was a baby-like scream.

Seeing this, Jing Ping suddenly realized that this was the real reason. It was not like what the monster said at all. It was Yan Zhenwu who tried to harm it, but because it harmed Yan Zhenwu. Instead, he was seized the opportunity by Yan Zhenwu. He was hit hard in one fell swoop, and finally only half of his body. From then on, he hated Yan. After that, Zhenwu ran to the human world and took more than 300 years to recover his strength at that time. At the same time, he also heard that Yan Zhenwu had passed away, so he aimed his finger at Yan Zhenwu's blood descendants.