In the endless darkness, the concept of time and space seems to have lost its meaning, and suddenly there is a light sound of "pop", and a flame emerges from it.
But what is extremely strange is that although there is a flame, it can only illuminate itself, and there is not a shred of light that spreads into the surrounding darkness.
Illusory, distorted, like a voice from far away, from the flames, "I need absolute confidentiality, and the whole process of this matter must not be revealed."
Another voice sounded directly in the darkness, as if it originated from the darkness, coming from all directions, "Of course, we can guarantee this, because dead people can't speak."
The flame was silent for a while, "I made sure for the last time, he has not returned?" The questioning tone was solemn.
"We can be sure." The voice in the darkness was calm and gentle, giving people an extremely powerful and trustworthy feeling, "Please rest assured, Your Excellency, there will be no hidden dangers in this matter. Even if he comes back after the incident, it will be a done deal and unable to reverse it. Those with vested interests It will not be allowed, there are unstable factors that threaten them, and under the general trend, we can eradicate him with a little guidance, and the whole thing will come to an end."
"And Your Excellency, you will also get the fragments we promised that can prolong life... This is a very cost-effective transaction. Relatively speaking, you do not need to take too high risks. If it is not the most suitable for your identity, we can It is easy to find, and there are many Excellencies who are willing to cooperate."
An illusory and distorted voice sounded in the flames, "It's better that everything is as you said."
The darkness responded, "Please rest assured."
puff-
The flames go out, the darkness returns to peace, it is like the land covered by night, and it will be so forever and ever.
…
The Half-Saint is indeed powerful, and there is no doubt that the Hundred Battles Yuye, who can easily destroy him, is even stronger, but he is not a true saint after all.
But in the current situation, there is no way for a non-true saint to come, and to stabilize the big ship in Taoyuan, which is tossing in the stormy waves.
Therefore, after a short period of silence, the pretender made another move, and after witnessing the previous scene, the one who still dared to make a move was naturally unusual in strength.
"Those who blaspheme the Holy Dao will surely be punished!" A low, majestic voice suddenly exploded between heaven and earth, like an oracle, with a strong will that cannot be contested. As he said, it is an established fact and a prophecy that will eventually be fulfilled.
"He said that blasphemers will lose their eyes and will no longer be able to see the world clearly!"
Bai Zhan Yuye's eyes dimmed instantly, and his pupils were covered with paleness, like a layer of frost condensed on clear water.
"He said that the blasphemer will lose his arms and will no longer be able to touch everything!"
The paleness reappeared, like some kind of marble coating, starting from the tips of the fingers, spreading rapidly all the way up, and finally covering both arms.
"He said that the blasphemer will lose his feet and will no longer be able to stand on the ground!"
The same paleness quickly appeared on both feet... But this time, Bai Zhan Yuye did not remain silent, and let it continue to spread and deprive him.
The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a cold, stern radian, "I found you!"
Turning around suddenly, the paleness in his eyes shattered and disappeared, and the dark pupils were bright, reflecting a shallow illusory figure.
click-
click-
The sound of shattering came from both hands and feet at the same time, the pale cracks dissipated, and Yu Ye punched out a hundred battles. The amount of violent violence broke out in an instant, and there was nothing in front of him, and a figure appeared in the groan.
Obviously, he was caught off guard and had no time to dodge, so he endured most of the power in this punch. The blood spurted out instantly, smashed into blood mist, but they did not fall miserably, but let out a harsh scream.
The next moment, the blood mist rushed out, and it condensed into a tall figure with a pair of blood wings unfolding behind it, and an invisible blood-colored flame wrapped it, like a messenger from hell.
And that is the name of this strange method—
—The messenger of hell!
Wraiths from hell have the ability to directly attack the soul, and can use the most cruel and painful means to tear the enemy's soul into pieces, and accurately capture every piece of soul fragments, pulling them into hell's never-ending pain. .
Bai Zhan Yuye obviously did not intend to give the messenger of hell in front of him a chance to truly exert his strength. He sneered and stepped down, and the dull sound suddenly set off, giving people the feeling that it was his foot, stepping heavily on the ground. on a huge drum surface.
The messenger of hell, which was approaching quickly, froze suddenly, and then cracks appeared on it quickly, like a broken bubble, and disappeared with a light "pop".
And the spatial shock aroused by the "drum surface" did not disappear, and continued to rush towards the phantom that emerged like a big wave, involving him in it and bit by bit, forcing him from the illusory state to become reality .
The semi-sage who showed himself is a young man in a white robe holding a scripture, but the appearance of the skin can be decided by a saint, so the appearance of youth does not mean anything, only in the eyes The vicissitudes of life can only be done, which definitely shows that he is an ancient semi-sage who has lived for a long time.
There was a trace of anger in his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that he, who has always been known for being weird and unpredictable, would be forced out by a junior who had not yet stepped into the Holy Way, and he had been suppressed from the beginning.
This is Taoyuan!
He has to admit that he does have a trace of awe in his heart at this moment. Of course, the goal is not the battle in front of him. No matter how powerful he is, he is only a mortal spirit below the Holy Way, and will eventually decay with the passage of time.
What he is in awe of is the master of Taoyuan, who has never been masked. Such a terrifying power.
It is not difficult for the geniuses in the world to fight by leaps and bounds, especially after they have received some kind of gift from their elders, but this is only limited to the mortal species.
Stepping into the sea of misery and becoming a semi-sacred, even if you haven't reached the other side, or you haven't been able to see the exact location of the other side, the jump in the level of life has already begun, and they have become the Holy Spirit, which is a gap between two completely different levels. To bridge this gap, its difficulty is unimaginable, and it is basically impossible to complete.
"kill!"
With a low voice, the opposite Bai Zhan Yu Ye came boldly, and his whole body icy killing intent erupted, condensing like a substance.
The half-sacred heart of the white robe holding the book suddenly shrank, and there is a feeling that only at this moment can really see clearly, the feeling of a hundred battles in front of you-horror and despair!
Of course, what is terrifying is his breath at the moment, and what is desperate is the strong will of the semi-sage. He has a clear intuition, and he will soon be killed just by fighting the battle in this state.
"Help me!" Bai Pao holding the book half-sage growled, his hand suddenly unfolded the book, and forcefully tore off one of them, with this action, the white robe holding the book half-sage's body stiffened slightly, and a deep look flashed in his eyes. pain.
Without the slightest hesitation, he threw the paper out with force, and the moment it broke away from his palm, it shattered with a "pop", leaving only countless words floating on it.
It is a kind of text that has never been seen before, similar to a certain kind of symbol. A long string of characters is occasionally disconnected from each other, but there is some kind of charm flowing through it, like a big river that is flowing endlessly, and it acts as a river. is an infinite light.
hum—
hum—
During the shock, the strange text quickly faded and was erased by some invisible force. It also lost its restraint on the inner river, so the river broke the embankment and turned into a torrent that flooded all directions.
Endless and extremely dazzling rays of light burst out, like a big sun that suddenly lit up in front of him, and then a white figure emerged from the light. He has a soft face that is difficult to distinguish between men and women, and his body is almost naked-naked but never seen before. Exposing everything that can be seen, a pair of pure white wings spread out behind the back, gently flapping to release the ethereal, ethereal
Instinctively awe-inspiring.
No need to urge him, he opened his eyes, there was pure light inside, and the gentleness seemed to be able to wash away all the sins in the world, his eyes turned and fell on Baizhan Yuye, and he raised his hand and held it forward.
A powerful imprisoning force descended from nothingness, acting on Bai Zhan Yu Ye, entangling him like a chain in a circle, trapping him temporarily in place.
At this time, another figure appeared above Baizhan Yuye's head. He was shrouded in black robes, and an invisible black mist shrouded his body. Strong negative emotions such as resentment, fear, despair, and destruction continued to radiate from his body.
A palm poked out from under the black robe, pale and bloodless, like a cold corpse-like palm, and as it clenched a huge sickle with an amazing shape, the phantom appeared, quickly becoming solid and revealing its own color, that was actually a A scarlet blood color, like the blood that has fed thousands of people.
Evil whispers, groans of pain, howls of despair, mad roars... etc. voices penetrated into wild ears, disturbing his spirit, crushing his will, causing his mind to be eroded by despair and fear. covered.
Swah—
The pale corpse-like palm suddenly raised the blood-colored sickle, as if a blood-colored lightning flashed, and slashed towards his head. At this moment, those noisy and terrifying voices suddenly became stronger.
thump—
A low, muffled sound suddenly came out of Bai Zhan in the wild, like something sleeping, awakening and beating under dangerous stimuli.
thump—
Another sound, faster and more powerful than before.
Then came the third, fourth, fifth... His chest was shaking, and as it got faster and faster, the heavier "dong" and "dong" muffled.
It was as if a hundred battles were fought in the wild chest, with a second heart hidden!
The small blood vessels on the surface of his eyes suddenly bulged rapidly, but what spread was not blood, but a dazzling golden color, like a flaming flame, and like some kind of countless textures intertwined with each other, formed by Weird mark.
At this moment, his whole person gave people a terrifying feeling that was extremely powerful and seemed to destroy everything.
"The power of inheritance from the Kingdom of Destroyed God, you actually use them against me, it's a foolish choice..." The voice became deeper and deeper, from Hundred Battles in Noguchi, without too much emotional expression, but everyone can Clearly, feel the anger in his voice.
Filled with the smell of destruction!
bang—
In the low and loud noise, He, who had white wings on his back, suddenly shattered his palms forward, as if he had been hit by a terrifying force and flew out. During the rolling process, his handsome face showed expressions of pain and struggle. On his pure and flawless face, there were textures that exuded a degenerate and decadent aura, and two slender spiral horns drilled out of his forehead. At the same time, his back was pure and white. Between the wings, as if they had suffered the most terrifying contamination in the world, they quickly became pitch black, and a black flame of nothingness emerged, and gradually spread out to envelop him all, and instantly burned into ashes.
The blood-colored scythe that slashed into the wild, seemed to have suddenly experienced the terrifying erosion of the long river of time. The blood on the surface was red and dripping, and it quickly became dim and shriveled, like a flower that lost its moisture. Then it began to decay, spreading rapidly from the tip of the blade, and the large rust was mottled, making people feel a strong breath of death and destruction. There was a groan of pain under the black robe, and the pale palm released in time, but this obviously could not isolate the force of death that spread from the sickle. The flesh and blood rotted rapidly, turning into sticky pus and dripping, and the exposed bones quickly turned black, as if they had been eroded by the night.
The white-robed half-sage, holding a book, had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were horrified. He turned and fled with the person whose body was rotting under the black robe, not daring to stay any longer.
"A resurrected god from the kingdom of shattered... Taoyuan can really bring surprises..." A low, calm voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and some invisible but immense power descended, covering the surface of the body. A hundred battles in the wild, he has been regarded as his trophy.