It seems to be a streamer representing death, and the moment it touches it, it will be destroyed.
But facing the violent force mixed with black particles, the three priests in black robes standing in a triangle, one up and two down, did not shake their bodies. The top priest raised his head slightly, revealing his hood. The lower half of the pale face.
The next moment, he stretched out his two pale and thin palms, pulled hard, and tore his black robe from the middle.
Under the robe is his body, but after opening it, a black hole is revealed, and I don't know where it leads.
"Hulala..."
The next moment, it was like a pale insect squeezed out from inside, and countless pale spiritual bodies got out of the robe.
One after another.
Each one is in the shape of a human body, even with various expressions, hideous or stern, and it seems that there are hundreds of them, rushing forward quickly, and carrying black particles. The shadows that came, met in mid-air.
"crash..."
Just like when Lu Xin fought against the Hell Legion before.
The pale spiritual body flew out endlessly and hit the shadow.
In an instant, it has been dissolved and destroyed. .
But the infinite spiritual body rushed forward frantically, but it also prevented the black shadow from continuing to approach.
"what… "
The strength of the two sides seems to be rising to the heights at the same time in this collision.
The high roar ripped apart the air in this deep pit factory, like a wounded beast.
Traces, traces, countless mental turbulence spread out in this air.
It squeezed into the surrounding air savagely, making the surrounding air more and more dense and the pressure increasing.
The entire underground pit seems to have faintly turned into a sea of mental turbulence.
It was as if the entire cave had submerged into the deep sea, and seawater with terrifying pressure filled this space.
This scene simply reproduced the strange mental flow that Lu Xin had when he attacked the Technology Church in Happy Town.
It's just that now the space is narrower, and the pressure of mental turbulence is greater.
…
…
"You're dead, and life chases the light..."
When the black-robed priest released the endless pale spiritual body and resisted the violent black shadow with the help of this endless consumption method, the other two priests in the triangle position started different actions at the same time. One of the priests started pray.
Under the hood, there was a low voice that seemed to be coming from the ground, and it rang faintly.
Lu Xin didn't want to hear it.
But the surrounding mental turbulence formed a strange vibration when his voice sounded.
His voice was forced into his ears.
For a moment, he actually had a hallucination, as if he was lying on a soft bed, surrounded by indescribable darkness, and his body was indescribably heavy. Only in front of him, a beam of white light floated, as if guiding himself to the exit.
He flew up subconsciously, chasing the white light.
As the white light got closer and closer, his heart had stopped, and even the blood had begun to stop flowing.
"Shh!"
But he only sank slightly, then suddenly opened his eyes.
"what is this?"
He felt weird, never seen such an ability before, but he sensed danger.
With the black bag in his mouth, he quickly reached out and rummaged, thinking about how to deal with it.
"what?"
The other party opened his eyes when he saw Lu Xin's eyes, and was equally surprised.
Revolving, one of the black-robed priests, who was in the air, moved his fingers quickly, and seemed to perform a ritual.
The next moment, in the boundless mental turbulence around, black chains appeared.
Upon closer inspection, I found that the black chains were actually interwoven with fist-sized palms one after another.
With their own unique vitality, they climbed up the broken platform from the left and right sides in an instant, and then wrapped around Lu Xin's legs like pythons. The huge force almost tore Lu Xin down, and at the same time followed the feet wrist, toward the spread.
"Um?"
At this moment, Lu Xin frowned slightly.
The black shadow on his body was about to sink immediately, tearing these chains apart.
The shadow mixed with black particles split out in an instant, submerging the chain composed of black hands, but the next moment, the shadow faded, and the chain was safe and sound, still wrapped around his legs, but stopped the momentum of spreading. .
"No, this chain is not their attack on you..."
"It's you..."
"Your legs are dead, so bound by the rules of their hell..."
"… "
The father's voice rang out in shock and anger.
"My legs are dead?"
Lu Xin was slightly surprised, and didn't even understand what this sentence meant.
The next moment, the voice of the priest in the black robe rang again: "Your body is lying in the soil."
"The low cry of a loved one echoes in your ear..."
"… "
The surrounding mental turbulence sounded with his voice, as if it really formed a picture.
The world around him was turned upside down, and he seemed to be lying in a dirt pit, holding a bunch of white flowers in his hands.
From his own perspective, he could see the edge of the pit, and someone quietly looked at himself in the pit, weeping in a low voice.
Beidi Pavilion
There are Teacher Xiaolu, Doll, Chen Jing, Han Bing...
Huh
Why are all women
When he thought about it, Gecko, Vice President Xiao, Professor Bai, Manager Liu, and the uncle who sold breakfast downstairs appeared on the edge of the pit, holding a scalpel with a lighter in his hand. The old village chief I met...
… No, why does it feel like the gecko is giggling
"Shh!"
Lu Xin suddenly opened his eyes again, the illusion in front of him disappeared instantly, and his father's roar sounded in his ears:
"They're influencing you, cheer up..."
Lu Xin was a little angry, why didn't he know the danger
I was about to move my body immediately, but found that the consciousness of moving my body appeared, but it didn't move...
Looking down, I suddenly saw that the black chain was actually tied to my chest.
"What the hell kind of power is this?"
Lu Xin was a little angry, feeling that everything was weird and absurd.
He hadn't felt this weird for a long time.
Facing these three priests is more terrifying than facing the legions of hell.
At that time, I only needed to fight against the Hell Legion, but the three priests had a clear division of labor.
They actually seem to have calculated their own reactions, and they are restraining themselves in every move...
Through the connection between the head and the mechanical tree in the center, he obtained endless spiritual power and confronted himself.
They also use different abilities to attack themselves.
In just a short fight, he felt the madness of these priests.
Which normal person would be willing to be directly stabbed into the back of his head by a mechanical tentacle
Are these people crazy
Or, it is precisely because the Tinder company and the black box organization that believes in the real hometown have such lunatics one after another, so they dare to carry out this limitless experiment one after another, and finally make them, in a very short period of time. , they obtained all kinds of methods that could allow them to gain powerful power, and also created a powerful ability one by one
…
…
Also at this moment, the three priests in the mid-air have faintly panicked.
They didn't expect that Lu Xin actually woke up again.
Moreover, the violent attack of the shadow of the black robe almost made them unbearable and on the verge of collapse, but they gritted their teeth to hold on. After all, they had realized that at this moment, they were fighting a war of attrition with Lu Xin to see who would come first. affect each other.
"you… "
The priest's voice even trembled a little. With a strong will, it calmed down and regained its lowness and thickness:
"You recall the past and let it fade away like light and shadow..."
"There are regrets in my heart, but how can it be compared to the imminent eternal tranquility..."
"The person you love the most picked up the first handful of soil and sprinkled it lightly on you..."
"… "
Lu Xin suddenly felt the mental turbulence around him, and it was much quieter at this time.
As if memories poured into his mind uncontrollably, he involuntarily saw that illusion again.
He saw a figure... It was certain that it was a woman. She was squatting on the edge of the dirt pit, with crystal tears hanging on her face. She gently held the soil with both hands and slowly sprinkled it on her body. , is she the one she loves the most
... what does it look like
"The earth buried your body, and the earth will always guard your peace..."
"And your soul is lying in the river Styx, and there is only eternal silence, accompanying you, flowing into the depths of the starry sky..."
"… "
The other party's voice seemed to speed up faintly.
The surrounding mental turbulence is getting stronger and stronger, and the strength of the opponent is also getting stronger and stronger.
It seems that Lu Xin has really been completely submerged, and he actually doesn't move, the whole person seems to be sluggish.
"What are you doing?"
Beside him, Xia Zong shouted.
The surrounding mental turbulence is too heavy, and every strand of it carries a violent aura.
For her unable to open the abyss, unable to summon spiritual creatures to descend, she simply crossed several levels of blows.
However, she still had the physique that could enter the abyss, and she managed to regain her spirits and shouted loudly.
In her field of vision, Lu Xin still stretched out his arms and blocked in front of her, but remained motionless.
Let the violent spiritual power wrap him...
…
…
At the same time, the voice of the priest has become more and more ethereal, as if it is far away from this world.
"Your traces in the world are erased by death..."
"Your belongings are taken away by those who hold your thoughts, and your legacy is left by those you love..."
"you… "
"… "
The voice of the priest, like a grand chant, was low and sad, but also with a faint calm.
Except for a slight acceleration.
And when he spoke the most crucial point in an emotional tone, when he was about to draw the end of this chant, his voice suddenly hoarse, the word "you" was said several times in a row, but it was like It's my throat that's stuck, I just can't say it.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The priest next to him was almost reaching his limit and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
The priest in charge of singing was also a little frightened, his voice paused, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know why..."
"When you get to the heritage, you can't go on..."