A column of blood spiraled up like a dragon sucking water, enveloping Mulanduo's body in it. The moment his feet completely left the blood pool, he suddenly opened his eyes in the blood column.
The blood in the entire blood pool burst out with a loud bang, and those unlucky disciples immediately turned into bloody men. This is not the worst thing. In addition to the foul smell, the blood water is also corrosive, and some cultivation levels
The weaker ones had already begun to peel off their skin and flesh, and screamed pitifully. The remaining disciples hurriedly used their magic energy to drive away the filthy blood from their bodies.
Mulanduo was floating in the air at this moment, and on the dark wings of light, wisps of strong demonic energy continued to emerge. The sacred texts engraved on the armor all emitted black mist, and then, the sacred texts were completely
It was erased from the armor, and then engraved with symbols that were exactly the opposite of the original sacred texts, and the holy light flowing from Muranduo's eyes also changed little by little.
The effectiveness of the True Blood Essence has begun to take effect in his body. The life essence of millions of people is now integrated into Mulanduo's blood, causing the magic power in his body to grow rapidly, like a wildly growing magic weed.
, to swallow up the holy power in Muranduo's body.
However, since he was born and sensible, Mulanduo has prayed countless days and nights, and the holy power accumulated in his body has not given up on his master so easily. The two energies are staring at each other in Mulanduo's body, but no one can
Taking action, perhaps out of consideration for their common master, the two energies began to be wary of each other and approached each other. Gradually, in a form that neither God nor the devil could understand, they blended together.
What this scene showed was that the demonic energy and holy light swimming outside Muranduo's body, the flow patterns and colors of the two energies, began to gradually change, gradually turning into strips of black brilliance, swimming
wrapped around his body.
The voice laughed happily, mixed with the sound of clapping hands, but the people in the cave couldn't see his shadow. Mulanduo's eyes returned to normal, and he suddenly woke up and looked at his body,
He was startled, this was... Then he felt the unusual power, a manic energy, as if it was about to explode his body, making him even more powerful and powerful than when he first obtained the holy weapon.
deep.
However, the next second, cold sweat broke out on his back. What was this? Dark energy surged out of his body.
No, it is not pure dark energy, there is also a part of the original power of holy light mixed in it. This feeling of light and darkness merging, Mulanduo can't contain his surprise, but this feeling... suddenly made his heart "boom"
"Boom" jumped wildly.
Only then did Muranduo notice the environment he was in, a dark and dirty cave, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the strange-looking creatures around him... I don't know if I should call them human beings, but some of them were completely
He was no longer human, and at the same time, he also heard the strange sound of laughter coming from the darkness.
Mulanduo was shocked. He withdrew his hand and pulled out the holy sword from his waist. This time, he was dumbfounded again. The "Blade of Judgment" and the "Wings of Light" on his body had unexpectedly turned into pure
Black, streams of dark energy emanated from the armor and sword, and more of it came from his own body.
Muranduo was shocked and angry. He looked towards the direction of the laughter. He felt that the owner of the laughter must be the initiator of all this. He roared angrily, "Damn devil, I, Muranduo, am sacred and glorious under the throne of God."
The knight, even if he falls to the ground
Hell, I will not give in to you damn devils. Show up, devil, pull out your sword, I will cut off your head, and then I will challenge your master Satan, in the name of God,
I will judge you evil creatures!"
After shouting this series of powerful and passionate words, he suddenly felt strange, why was he thrown into hell after he died? He had served God devoutly all his life, and he should 100% go to heaven.
The voice in the darkness laughed even more heartily. Not only him, but all the Taoists, monsters and monsters around him couldn't help laughing. It was so funny. Is this guy singing? He suddenly woke up just as soon as he woke up.
When it comes to singing, no wonder his armor is so colorful, he turns out to be an actor.
The voice twisted into a weird accent and said with a smile, "No, young man, this is not hell. Don't be afraid. You were not lured here by black and white, and there is no King of Hell to judge you. You should kneel down and pay homage.
Your teacher, this is the most basic etiquette of being a human being. Satan, what the hell is that? My name is not Satan."
Mulanduo was stunned. He couldn't understand a word of what the other party was saying. Suddenly, the dark energy in his body rushed into his brain. He instantly understood the meaning of the other party's words. This is not hell. So, he
Still alive, the brain starts to automatically replay recent scenes.
A missile flew over, and my father... tried his best to protect the ship, but then... another one flew over, and my father used his last strength to throw himself out... and then... a huge fireball... Father
Along with the ship, I was also blown out in mid-air...
Mulanduo did not find the memory of being killed. So, he was saved by someone, teacher? This person actually claimed to be his teacher. Mulanduo sighed and said coldly, "What qualifications do you have to claim to be my teacher?"
, even if you save my life, I will thank you in the name of a knight, but please pay attention to your words and deeds. I am not a person who repays kindness with revenge, but I will not tolerate insults from dark creatures like you."
A three to four-meter-tall black bear spirit, which had not yet fully transformed into a human form and was covered in black fur, staggered up to Muranduo, dragging a large angular hammer and roared vaguely,
"Boy... be good, talk to the master, and be respectful, otherwise I will give you a hammer..."
Mulanduo swept it out with one hand, and a black light flashed in front of him to form a fan. The black bear spirit's hill-like body immediately turned into a ball of powder and flew away. Mulanduo looked at his palm and said arrogantly, "No.
Sorry, it seems that all of your disciples are too weak. People like me are not suitable to be your disciple." I was secretly surprised that this kind of power is really easy to use.