The scarlet color rained down on every corner of the corridor.
"Who fired the shot! What happened!!" At the end of the long corridor, the sound of explosions and turbulent sounds in front were buzzing like headless flies.
But no one answered him. The men in black in front were imprisoned on the ground like scarecrows. They knelt down one by one as if they were meeting a king. Everyone knelt down towards the man in the middle. But their fate
But he was not pitied for kneeling down. Countless blood flowers bloomed in the air with magnificent colors. Just like the roses blooming in the valley, they were magical and beautiful.
"What the hell! We are ghosts! Why do we kneel down to others!!"
The man in black looked at the large number of his companions kneeling on the ground from the middle fault in front, and the violent emotions in his eyes almost jumped out of his eyes.
"shot!"
A low, difficult roar came from twenty meters ahead.
The people behind him couldn't feel the coercive force because they were too far away, so they didn't know why they knelt down collectively. But he was only fifty-one meters away from the person in front of him, and he was in the midst of a kind of power and release.
the junction point between.
He only felt that all the blood in his body was flowing backwards in his body, and his brain felt as if it was filled with lead and someone hit the back of the head with a stick. He was so groggy that he wanted to fall to the ground immediately.
His condition is still good. One meter in front of him, his companion has completely pressed his head on the concrete floor. The position closer to the center of the man is already covered with blood. That is the blood of the collapse.
It's like the scarlet color that bursts out when a stone hits the flesh hard.
"Shoot!!" The man yelled at the top of his lungs. He was really going crazy, looking at another man who was only ten meters away from him.
The opponent opened a pair of golden eyes that were as dazzling as the sun, and walked in the middle of the kneeling crowd with a short knife in his hand. Every time he took the knife, he could see something rolling down and separated from the body. The opponent's
Although the speed was very slow, every step was so heavy that he could see the god of death pressing the sickle to his neck.
He wanted to raise his hand to shoot, and he wanted to step back, but his arms were as heavy as lead, and his legs were as stiff as if they were petrified. The only things that could move were his eyelids that were blinking crazily, and his lips that were trying to open.
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
The further away from the man, the less pressure they would receive. The man in black behind the man quickly reacted from his dazed state.
Under their control, the exploding bullet chambers fired wildly at the only two people standing in the distance.
The red sparks illuminated the darkness in the corridor like a heavy rain, covering the pale golden eyes.
Feeling the heavy pressure, the man seemed to have returned to the night when he escaped from the Sheqi Ba family. The same dark night, the same roaring and exploding gunshots. He climbed with difficulty in front of a man wearing a red-faced mask of a ferocious evil spirit.
, the man handed him a red potion, which shone an intoxicating rose red like agate in the gunfire.
He told him that this was faith on the path to holiness.
He looked at the palm of his hand, at the test tube that had been cracked by himself, and the liquid in his hand stretched towards his throat with difficulty.
…
Yuan Zhisheng spread his hands and stood in the center with a gesture of embracing the world. The men in black around him felt the coercion of their souls under the heavy pressure. Those near Yuan Zhisheng's feet had completely lost their minds.
Life, under the heavy power, was reduced to a pool of flesh-like blood.
Fu Nian stood on the other side not far from Yuan Zhisheng, and chopped off the head of the man in front of him with one hand. However, there was no blood splattering like usual, and something like a scarlet lump came from the man's broken wound.
Sliding down like congealed jelly with suffocating pressure.
Fu Nian stared at the blood that had almost solidified under the pressure of the surrounding gravity. His peripheral vision fell inadvertently towards Yuan Zhisheng behind him. The other party's word spirit actually belonged to his earth and mountain series, which somewhat surprised him.
.
The opponent's word spirit is actually very simple, it is to control the surrounding gravity and make the gravity in a certain area around it extremely heavy. Of course, the multiple of the heaviness and the scope of the area need to be judged according to the physical condition of the caster.
Fu Nian looked at the area covered by the other party. Normally it would be an oblong area of about twenty meters, but because the terrain here was a long corridor, Yuan Zhisheng also extended the area to a long passage area.
In the twenty-meter passage in front and back, all the men in black bear dozens or even hundreds of times the weight. The blood will break through the skin from underneath the body and flow. Their brains are severely ischemic. If they want to avoid brain blood loss, they must
Kneel down and bow your head in prostrations to get some relief.
But even if you bow down, you may not be able to survive. The closer you are to Yuan Zhisheng, the greater the pressure those men in black will bear. And as the power exerted by Yuan Zhisheng continues to rise, the releaser can easily make people in the field
Anyone's bones are shattered, leaving their corpses flush with the ground.
And now Fu Nian feels that the other party has not tried its best at all. Judging from Fu Nian's current assessment of Yuan Zhisheng's strength, the other party can at least cover the entire area on this floor, whether it is the nearly 100-meter corridor or both sides of the corridor.
room interior.
Just as Fu Nian said, Yuan Zhisheng can indeed achieve that level, but the release of the spirit of that level will make the power that Yuan Zhisheng endures come back to him.
Not only the man in black in this layer can't stand it, but he himself can't stand it. Of course, with Fu Nian, they can kill everyone here in a short time. But in that case, Yuan Zhisheng will
Becoming a burden without physical strength will have a huge impact on subsequent tasks that cannot be ignored.
Bang!
Bang!!
Suddenly, a beautiful red fire suddenly shone deep in the corridor. As the fire light bloomed, bursts of exploding sounds appeared in Yuan Zhisheng's ears at the same time.
Yuan Zhisheng knew that they had reacted. Feeling the rapidly advancing ballistics in his ears, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a series of rapidly enlarging large-caliber brass bullets suddenly appeared in his golden pupils.
Number fifty-eight, speed 435m, estimated arrival time...
Yuan Zhi stared at the bullet in front of him. Just when he was about to apply gravity to it, a blue-white light shield suddenly appeared in front of his retina and in front of his field.
"Yan Ling, a dust-free place?"
A rapidly rotating clockwise mask was reflected in Yuan Zhisheng's pupils, and countless tiny blue-white fine lines were rotating around one of the centers like streaks of blue light.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at Fu Nian, who was standing far in front of him.
Fu Nian held one hand forward, with a traffic policeman's gesture of prohibiting passage in front of him.
In Yuan Zhisheng's feeling, his domain is covered with a layer of domain. This layer of domain covers himself and the other party like a protective shield.
The brass bullets fired from a distance were suspended one by one in front of the mask. The only thing that puzzled Yuan Zhisheng was that the opponent's expanded area was a huge circle, which not only covered his own area, but also
The rooms in the surrounding corridors are covered in period. Doesn't he know that he needs to save his energy during battle?
"I'd like to remind you that it's best not to save your strength when fighting. It's easy to get into trouble." Fu Nian turned to look at Yuan Zhisheng, who was still holding his arms.
The palms that stood upright were clenched suddenly.
boom!
The walls of the corridors on both sides shattered instantly, and countless debris flew everywhere. But just halfway through the flight, they suddenly fell collectively, as if they were slapped down from mid-air by a pair of big hands.
The moment the dust fell to the ground, it brought with it countless men in black who were just staggering about to stand up. They appeared from the corridor along the room and behind the wall in a short period of time. They wanted to face them from the side under the cover of gunfire.
They launched an attack, but an invisible field suddenly knocked them away. Before they could fully react, another more powerful force suddenly blessed them.
The strength made them unable to move at all, and they crawled to the ground one by one, their whole bodies tightening downwards as if they were about to be crushed. Their skin was about to burst.
Fu Nian didn't hesitate at all, and didn't care at all about how the bullets were whizzing outside. He wandered within the field as if taking a walk. When he raised the knife, another man in black was pocketed by the God of Death.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the other party's actions, and without any hesitation, he took out a stick-shaped shielding signal device with blue light on it from his pocket, placed it safely in a corner, and then took out his own
The spiders began to slaughter.
His plan was not actually like this at the beginning. Even if the worst happened, his plan was actually to use a shielding device to block the opportunity for them to transmit signals to the outside. Then rely on his own force to fight them with Spider Cut.
fighting.
He never thought about releasing his word spirit from the beginning. Because his word spirit is a word spirit with extremely side effects. Once he doesn't control the strength a little bit, the word spirit will drain him dry.
But he still used the word spirit, not because he saw enemies everywhere the moment he landed. It was because of Fu Nian's golden eyes that suddenly rose.
The other party's golden eyes inspired a violent desire in him. He became extremely irritable when he was in the vent. The power was suppressed in his heart like a seed. He urgently needed a release, a kind of helplessness.
He left some remaining energy to release it, and then in that situation he unconsciously released the spirit of speech.
Fortunately, he was able to control the spirit of speech when it broke out, and kept it within a range that he could bear. However, it was inevitable that he still did not vent his inner rage.