Chapter 969:

In the unknown years, Chu Mo in the white robe came calmly, walked towards the place where the horn sounded, and came to the back of the snake dragon, standing on the scales, and the moment he bowed his head, the moment his body came back. The expression changed from numbness
Several times, Chu Mo had a tired and non-feeling expression. He stood on the scales of that mountain snake dragon and looked at the moment he was sitting cross-legged. His expression vibrated violently, and his right hand trembled, and his body dissipated. prior to,[
Once, once, once...
Repeatedly, reincarnation, every time I wake up, I will die at the end of the road, die in other undead souls, or die on this snake dragon statue
The only thing he gained was the handwriting on the scales of the snake dragon, more and more, the handwriting indicated that until all the scales were carved, there were more than five lines of self on all the scales.
Every time I wake up from death, my memory is blurred, and I can't keep it at all. In order to disappear completely, continue the cycle of that week.
If there is no such handwriting, I am afraid that Chu Mo has really sunk into this immortal realm, living forever, and it is difficult to wake up, immersed in that cycle, struggling, from screaming to paralysis of the heart.
This is a cage. The bird felt like it was flying out once, but at the moment of death, it suddenly realized that he... was still in this cage.
Whenever the snake dragon dissipated, Chu Mo remembered everything, like a fantasy dream. He was in a daze when he woke up. It only appeared in a hazy moment, and the dream was gone.
Relying on that line of handwriting, Chu Mo asked himself not to forget in a death, let his mind not disappear, let himself... Come on, even if the direction of this insistence is blurred, there may be no answer.
After an unknown number of times, Chu Mo came to the scales of the snake dragon. One of his scales was where the five-line handwriting was carved.
Look at the handwriting on the line above, look at the handwriting from a few years ago, and leave [新笔趣阁www.xxbiquge.vip] in a certain cycle. Don’t swallow any words of immortal soul. Chu Mo’s heart vibrates, his The moment his body dissipated, he made a reluctant hiss on his back. Under this hoarse voice, his right hand slammed the scales towards the ground before dissipating. He said nothing this time, and drew a text mark on the scales.
This is after he restored all his memories, he found a frame picture of the formation in Hong Luo's inherited magical powers. The effect of this formation can generate vibration, infinitely amplify a certain sound, form a reverberation, and reverberate throughout this day.
Expanding the formation of Hong Luo's inheritance in Chu Mo's memory will be able to maintain the response for a month, and this month can be heard dimly even from a distance.
However, this formation is huge, and Chu Mo's engraved stroke is less than one in 100. All the frameworks of the formation are over, far from enough.
However, this time Chu Mo is only one of the 100 people engraved. Next time, as time goes by, Chu Mo repeatedly came here several times. Regarding each awakening before death, he remembered everything and completed it. The frame of the formation
There was something wrong. The scales with knees did not fit the frame of the formation. In this immortal world, in its countless reincarnations and repetitions, something like that finally happened. Chu Mo came to this snake dragon and died. Before the moment of calm, he
After this formation was completely completed at this time, Chu Mo opened the formation at the moment his body dissipated and shouted a word with the strongest voice in his life.
"Don't swallow undead souls, don't swallow one."
While making this sound, the moment Chu Mo's body dissipated, under the countless attempts of Chu Mo of this snake dragon body, the final formation and roaring movement of the frame amplified Chu Mo's words infinitely, and whizzed to all directions. pass.
Between the boundless world, on a certain white ground, the breeding fog once again condensed Chu Mo's figure 10 days after Chu Mo's last death.
His figure gradually changed from fantasy to substance, his gray eyes looked around blankly, his memory was blank.
Looking at the gray sky, his brain had no thoughts at all, just like seeing the sky for the first time, staying there. Around him, fog gradually appeared, and some undead souls gathered. Among the many undead souls, Chu Mo seemed to be rare, and there was no difference.
The newly appeared immortal soul slowly raised its head after the body had solidified, and looked at the gray sky, as if waiting for something.
Until the sound of a whimpering horn came from the sky, the sound entered Chu Mo's heart, causing his body to slowly lower his head in the vibration, and float towards the place where the horn sound came from, like the immortal souls around him.
Chu Mo didn’t know this kind of action, but he repeated it several times.
But this time, Chu Mo was in the group of immortal souls for less than a day, between the vast world, except for the whimpering horn, the roar violently hovered over the world.
"Don't swallow undead souls, don't swallow one."
This sound reverberated into Chu Mo's ears, into the ears of those immortal souls, and the figure advancing towards Chu Mo stopped for a moment. He raised his head slightly to look at the sky. After hesitating for a while, he didn't hear it, and don't listen to other things. Destroy the soul, continue
Over time, the individual souls of these undead souls made a low voice, pounced on other partners around them, and swallowed repeatedly.
This time, including Chu Mo, his gray eyes showed madness, he turned violently, and rushed to the indestructible soul next to him. Instinctively, he was ready to engulf him in the vast sky for the moment of strengthening himself. It was like before death. , With a reluctant roar, again
"Don't swallow undead souls, don't swallow one..." The voice appeared many times on this day, and gradually weakened, and now it echoed, falling into Chu Mo's mind, preparing to swallow Chu Mo's behavior before eating.
Struggling in his gray eyes, there was nothing in his sky, but now the low voice echoed, he grabbed the hand of the immortal soul and slowly released it.
He doesn't know why, but he is familiar with the sound coming from the air...
As he released the undead soul, the other powerful souls around him completed the devouring, and after becoming stronger one by one, he screamed on his back.
The hoarse voice reached Chu Mo's ears, making him struggle again. This struggle took a long time until his struggle was over. When he looked around, there were no immortal souls around him. The undead souls who had reproduced with him had gone away in groups, only Chu Mo was struggling there, staying here alone, for the other undead souls, they would not care about Chu Mo's departure. They just obeyed the call of the horn and headed towards that position.
In the vast land, Chu Mo stood alone alone, with a blank face. For a long time, he lowered his head and floated slowly.
The word probability expresses accidental and steady changes. Its appearance is not human-operable. Like probability, among countless identical changes, there is such a possibility that different changes will occur...
Even in this immortal world, Chu Mo didn't know that he had reincarnated several times, and even this problem didn't exist in his mind.
This is the hundreds of thousands of waking up, but in his opinion, this is his first waking up.
He didn't notice the difference between waking up this time. He could see the difference only by seeing the people who died and waking hundreds of thousands of times.
This time, because of that voice, Chu Mo couldn't swallow other undead souls. He moved forward blankly until the voice no longer existed, even if half a month passed, he was still floating. On the way, he did not encounter other undead souls.
This is the first time in countless years and in countless awakenings
After half a month of blankness passed, the gray in Chu Mo's eyes became thicker and thicker, and from the depths of his heart, he felt hungry and weak. He sometimes looked around and looked for the source of hunger without making him weak.
He had seen it, but every time he saw it, the scattered voices in his mind murmured, making Chu Mo's pain more and more intense.
He wanted to swallow it, but the sound that made him familiar would not swallow him. As time passed, he gradually felt that he... couldn't swallow other undead souls.
Until his struggle reached the limit, when he saw a dozen indestructible souls on this white land, Chu Mo couldn't bear the kind of he wanted to swallow, and he galloped away fiercely.
The immortal souls of these more than a dozen people were obviously newly born and had no wisdom at all. When one of them approached Chu Mo and wanted to swallow it, Chu Mo’s expression was struggling intensely. In his low voice, his eyes It was no longer gray but purple. At the moment when the immortal soul died, Chu Mo's brain suddenly roared, and a burst of tearing pain came violently. In that pain, clarity appeared in Chu Mo's pupils. .
"I'm Chu Mo!"