"With Yin Dong here, has this old guy like Mad Jian turned into a monster?"
There was a divine envoy of the Yanhuang Universe, roaring with grief and anger. His body dodged, coughing up blood with each step, his body was covered with cracks, he staggered around, leaving a series of bloody footprints.
How else can they fight? If they encounter an unreasonable opponent like Sword Maniac, they can beat them until their bones are broken and their internal organs are shattered. The injuries can be healed instantly and they will be back to their original state in no time.
In front of such a sword madman, he was really powerless and unable to fight!
The roles of hunter and prey were completely reversed. The sword madman's fighting style was completely lifeless, and Yin Dong, who was watching eagerly from the side to heal his injuries, left them with no means to counterattack the sword madman.
Under the life-threatening attack of the sword madman, no matter how many of them there are, they will be killed one by one.
Especially in the deep space fortress, the door into this desolate land has been closed, and they have no other way out except to escape to the depths of the desolate land.
However, is there a way to survive deep in the desolate land?
He didn't feel that unprecedented despair arose in his heart, but unexpectedly, it aroused some ancient and long-silent will resonance in this place.
Buzz——
Suddenly, an invisible force of rules emerged, the entire space shook and trembled, and some vague lights and shadows were reflected in the dark void.
It's like a certain setting in this place has been activated, and this desolate place has changed.
In an instant, it seemed as if it had crossed countless time and space and returned to the scene after a tragic war broke out in this place tens of millions of years ago.
On the screen...
This place was beaten to pieces, with rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. A lonely figure walked through it, hobbling alone.
This lonely figure is a man, tall and tall, filled with endless hatred, murderous intent and fighting spirit, but he can't seem to find an enemy, and he is very desperate.
Although it is a blurry figure, it gives people unparalleled pressure. Suddenly, it is like a hundred thousand mountains are suppressing it, making people feel suffocated and feeling that their souls have been suppressed.
The next second, a burst of thick fog came from the end of the screen, sweeping across the entire screen, submerging everything in the thick fog, wiping it clean and creating silence.
…
"Where are the people?" the envoy exclaimed.
As soon as the voice fell, he heard a "pop" sound, and a sword tip pierced his body and pierced out of his chest. Then the sword madman pulled out the sword, and he felt a spurt of blood shooting out of his body.
Are you going to die?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt a cold mist coming in. In the mist, there was a disappearing figure, rushing straight towards him.
Then... there is no more!
The soul fire of the divine envoy was completely extinguished, and a remnant soul lay dormant in it, blending into this body.
No one knew that this divine messenger had changed his mind quietly.
After the sword madman killed the divine envoy, he rushed to another place with his sword. The sword light was like a galaxy crossing the sky, rising straight up, tearing the void, and slashing out with a bang.
He was full of life and energy, as if he didn't know that his body had been slashed with seven or eight wounds that were deep enough to show the bones.
With a sword strike, two figures exploded to pieces.
The sword energy rushed into the thick fog, and the fog waves suddenly rolled, like roaring waves, rushing into the majestic and undulating sea, and soon disappeared.
However, Yin Dong caught a glimpse of where the sword energy fell, and a vague figure flashed past!
"Who else is in the fog?" Yin Dong frowned, and a haze appeared in his mind. The other party was hiding in the fog, peeking in secret, but he was not necessarily just a spectator.
Perhaps, there is an evil dragon lurking in the mist, and he has to wait until the last moment of the bloody battle before taking action, so as to be the fisherman who wins in the end.
Yin Dong was secretly on guard, scanning the foggy area with his mental power, but found nothing, as if that figure had never appeared before.
Next, every time the sword madman swung his sword to slash, one or several blurry figures would flash through the mist waves from time to time.
"There's more than one?" Yin Dong became increasingly uneasy and paid close attention.
Those vague shadows in the fog flashed again and again, coming and going without a trace.
Yin Dong could not capture their movement trajectory, and could only find out that they had never left Jian Kuai's side when his sword split the fog waves and their shadows were reflected in the light of the sword.
The sword madman is being targeted?
A question popped up in Yin Dong's mind, but he quickly rejected it... Those figures in the fog were eyeing the corpses under the sword of Madman Sword.
At this time, Yin Dong realized a problem... Whether it was a foreigner from the Yanhuang Universe or a person from the Tianlan Universe, why couldn't he defeat the Sword Madman, and instead of running away, he would rather fight to the death with the Sword Madman and become another corpse?
A corpse?
Yin Dong was horrified and felt a chill rising from his back.
He turned his head and looked at a corpse not far away.
The corpse was almost split in half by the sword madman. It was already dead. It was lying among the rocks, motionless, but Yin Dong had an inexplicable feeling that something was wrong.
boom!
Yin Dong directly blasted a blood dragon claw, and the blood jade-like dragon shadow flashed past and hit the corpse. As expected, the corpse would be exploded.
However, a heavy fog rolled in, blocking his blood dragon claws. There was a loud bang, and the fog waves mixed with ripples in the void expanded in all directions, sweeping across this area.
When the fog and waves receded, Yin Dong was shocked to find that the body was gone. It was like the tide rushing onto the beach, sweeping away a piece of wood on the beach, leaving no trace behind.
However, Yin Dong could sense that there was a pair of cold eyes looking at him in the fog.
Yin Dong stared at the thick fog. The strange existence hidden in the fog was indeed coming for the corpse!
Anyway, we can't let these weird guys get the corpse!
As soon as this idea flashed, Yin Dong kept activating the fire dragon totem mark, and suddenly the shadows of the fire dragon began to bombard the fog area like a land-washing force.
At the same time, countless blood-devouring tree branches flew out, whistling, and pierced into the corpses.
At this time, something unexpected happened!
Those corpses lying motionless on the ground suddenly rolled over and screamed like living people, but... they were all definitely dead. One of them had his head cut off, and it was impossible to resurrect him!
When the attacked corpses screamed, those who were fighting with the sword madman felt as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. Their auras were violent, and they desperately hit the sword madman's sword, like moths flying towards me.
, it’s like seeking death.
The sword madman was frightened: "Yin Dong, what's going on...are these people crazy?"
Yin Dong didn't answer. He was staring at a figure walking slowly deep in the thick fog.
It was a person, not a shadow, with a thin face, pale skin, deep-set eye sockets, blood-red eyes, exuding huge murderous aura.
Chapter completed!