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Chapter 618 Memory Return

Step by step, beat it again and again, no matter how many different sounds it was wrapped, Gao Ming was never shaken.

Compared to the owner of the Spirit Temple who collapsed after seeing the "view" outside the door, Gao Ming is much more determined. The countless deaths have allowed him to experience various endings, and it also made him extremely convinced that one thing is that he is in the worst and desperate situation. He does not need to care about the direction. As long as he moves forward and changes, everything will be better.

Gao Ming didn't know what the owner of Lingguan saw, but he knew very well what was in front of him, which was completely different from the warm and happy scenes in real life. There were scarred monsters in his heart!

They exuded a stranger aura than evil spirits, and each face was filled with hatred and anger, but from some of the characteristics they retained, they could also see that they had been proof of humanity.

What made them monsters? What destroyed an entire city? What traps high life in the death of infinite reincarnation?

The culprit needs to be punished, and all tragedies need someone to atone for their sins. This is the truest thought in Gao Ming’s heart.

The power of belief that Gao Ming, who was robbed by Gao Ming, was stimulated to the greatest extent. The tattoo of Blood City became extremely bright, and finally an arm in the atrium completely turned into reality!

The invisible barrier was penetrated, and an arm that looked very similar to Gao Ming stretched out from the darkness and clasped him tightly.

"Bang!"

The big lock was split into pieces, and all the chains collapsed at this moment. Endless despair surged out of Gao Ming's heart, and the fragments of memory in his heart began to merge with his main consciousness.

"I remember it, I remember it! I come from the Hanhai. This is not my sin, this is my life!"

The huge butterfly wings on the Tianmen were burning out, and the glazed pavilion in the Immortal Palace slowly melted into the moonlight and scattered into the smoke and clouds.

Attracted by the Blood City tattoo, the smoke was dyed red. The owner of Lingguan also wanted to repaint the butterfly pattern and compete for Gao Ming, but he could not do it at all. He could only stand in front of the Tianmen where a thin slit was pushed open, and watched helplessly as all the faith of all living beings in Zhemeng Town were poured into Gao Ming's body.

Buildings rose from the ground, and 18,000 gods in Gaoming's body roared, and they sent the power used by the owner of the Lingguan to ascend to the immortals and open the heavenly gate into his heart.

"Dream interpretation!"

The outer wall of the Nine-Story Spirit Temple was shattered like an eggshell, and the whole body was covered with blood-tattooed city tattoos seemed to have become a "Heaven Gate", and his heart was where the two worlds met.

The Immortal Palace was broken, and all the ghosts and gods had regained their freedom, but no one acted rashly, the situation in front of him was confusing and unable to understand, and no one wanted to be the other party's wedding dress.

The despair rolling out has been out of control. In the deep darkness, buildings belonging to the vast sea began to appear on a large scale. They are all stained with death intentions, and their skin is covered with blood that cannot be washed away.

Among these buildings, figures in Gaoming's memory began to appear, with all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits, and there were more than the Gu insects in Zhemeng Town.

However, most of their bodies are illusory and cannot escape the construction scope of the Blood City, but there are also some ghosts whose bodies are completely real!

This part of the evil ghosts is not the dead souls in the Blood City, nor is it fictionalized by Gao Ming from his memory. They have been hiding in Gao Ming's torture house from the very beginning!

A hand covered with scars stretched out from Gao Ming’s chest, and suddenly a **** rain broke out in Lingguan. A pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened, and the wet hair was draped over the red raincoat.

"Child, my child, you still haven't found it..."

The terrifying aura oppressed Gao Ming, and the wrinkled red raincoat unfolded next to Gao Ming like blood.

In addition to the red raincoat, there are many faceless believers and various alienated beasts, and the shadow of high life also begins to fluctuate, slowly turning into a giant dog several meters in size!

Every face here corresponds to a memory of Gao Ming, which is why he must remember the past. A turbid water flowed in the darkness, and a head seemed to be watching Gao Ming. His mouth opened slightly, but unfortunately his voice was soon overwhelmed by other noises.

Ignoring those reminders and warnings, Gao Ming finally chose to "smash" the big lock and opened the room sealed in his heart.

The "Immortal Palace" carved from the seven-story statue has become real, and blood-colored buildings are crazily eroding the spiritual temple.

The gaps on the tower wall spread rapidly. In order to open the heavenly gate, the owner of Lingguan squeezed out all the believers, and it could no longer stop them. However, there was no sign of the Spirit Temple collapse. The Bloody Building did not want to destroy the place, but just wanted to replace it.

All this was not something Gao Ming could control. The moment he opened the house in his heart, his will was hit by an unimaginable impact.

All the memory fragments are reintegrated, and he is no longer going to read the memory, but merged into one.

The memory blocked for unknown reasons finally returned. Gao Ming seemed to be held up by countless hands in a trance and walked towards a certain road.

He did not open his eyes, soaked his whole body and mind in the memories of the past. The blood city tattoo on his body was growing, and even the flesh and blood ghosts and gods had undergone drastic changes.

"What's going on?" The confusing voice of the **** of jeong came from the white sedan chair: "He is not the **** of Zhemeng Town!"

"External? There is a ghost hidden among those outsiders who can be used as sacrifices or livestock at will?"

"What a terrifying blood city... No, it should be called the Immortal Palace now!" The owner of the Lingguan's dry skin drooped on his bones, and it seemed to have been aged by dozens of years: "Why is this happening? There can only be one door in every deep nightmare. I am the Lingguan built with this door as the foundation. Why does the second door appear in Zhemeng Town!"

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The owner of Lingguan roared like a madman, as if he was deliberately reminding the ghosts and gods that all the power of Lingguan had been taken away by Gao Ming, and the passage to another world was also under the control of Gao Ming.

"The Nine-level Spirit View stole the power of many ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town. The sky gate that was opened should belong to Zhemeng Town. How could it fall into the hands of outsiders?" The giant composed of gods smashed the Blood City with a punch: "You can't let it go."

The ghosts and gods in all directions have changed their targets. In fact, even if they do not attack Gaoming, the Blood City will trap them in the unconscious expansion.

"Catch it!"

White bones form mountains, and souls turn into black fog. Zhemeng Town was created by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical for countless resources. Every ghost and **** has the possibility of becoming unspeakable. After they joined forces, they were extremely powerful, as if they wanted to destroy this dream.

Gao Ming, who was still fusing his memory, didn't know what was going on outside. He was immersed in his memory and just stopped, raised his head, and vaguely felt that the sky was getting dark.

"Is it going to rain?" Gao Ming found a red raincoat and put it on his body in countless chaotic memories, and then began to continue moving forward toward the end of fusion.

Outside Gao Ming's body, a harsh scream rang out, and the red raincoat that had lost the child stood in front of Gao Ming's body, with a distorted hatred on his face.

(End of this chapter)