Chapter 600

[complaint] from ghost fog mountain.

In that trial practice, [resentment] was the source of everything. After Yilin found out [resentment] through various clues and incorporated it into his hand, he also obtained SSS level evaluation in that trial practice.

In other words, the trial practice of Yilin has been reckless to the end.

Yilin suddenly remembered the girl on the roof looking up at the sky.

Well, it's the monster who was chopped to death by Zhitian dance.

It was also the one who lifted his skirt and let Han Han fall into a box of mushrooms.

She had dreamed of the color of the sky.

At this moment, Irene finally understood what Marissa meant by the color of the sky.

After Yilin enters the password and presses enter.

The sky changed dramatically.

Terrible cracks filled the sky.

Kaka, Kaka, Kaka——

A crisp sound resounded through the world.

——This only world.

The so-called ground, the monster, suddenly stopped wriggling.

At that moment.

all sounds are still.

After Yilin and Zhitian dance were squeezed out of the body by huge monsters, he suddenly found that everyone was looking at the sky with an incredible look.

"How could...?"

Queen Yanluo murmured to herself, but a strange look appeared in the depths of her eyes.

The balding doorman had a growing horn, squinted, looked up at the sky and said nothing.

In addition to them, most of the other demons were swallowed up by the monsters under their feet in the previous turmoil.

The cracks spread rapidly.

Just like a more terrible monster, outside the sky, madly knocking on the sky curtain, making the sky chapped like an egg shell.

Patter——

Suddenly it began to rain in the dark sky.

Drops of light red rain fell from the sky.

A closer look, those light red water droplets, actually dripping from the crack in the sky.

In the black sky, the cracks that spread rapidly covered a layer of blood silently.

Zizizi——

Raindrops fell on Yilin and Zhitian dance.

It hurts.

"Ah ah --"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

Suddenly.

The bald doorman and the queen Yanluo, dressed in a rain of blood, howled in different tones.

The queen has a strange voice.

But that's not the point.

Yilin followed the prestige.

It was found that the queen Yanluo burst out a lot of black smoke when she was in the rain, as if there was some terrible power hidden in the rain, burning the queen Yanluo's body.

Queen Yanluo's expression was painful and ferocious, but it was a little cool. After hesitating for a moment, the wings of the flame behind her vibrated like a flamingo flying to the cracks.

Under the erosion of rain, the bald doorman's steel skin melted like a burning candle, exposing his subcutaneous bones and flesh.

"This is..."

Yilin's heart moved.

He turned to Zhitian dance and found that although Zhitian dance didn't look as miserable as the bald doorman after being bathed in the blood rain, there was a faint white smoke from the rain, leaving patches of beautiful traces on his skin that couldn't be erased, like a thick layer of Sha.

Soon.

The cracks in the dark sky became denser and denser.

Dense.

All over the sky.

Another second.

"Sit down!"

Yilin suddenly launched the night nightmare.

The dark sky burst at the place where the cracks were most dense. A bloody waterfall suddenly cracked the sky and gushed out of the only broken hole.

Under the impact of the bloody waterfall, the sky can no longer bear the red ocean, a piece of blood like the sea, pouring down from the sky!

The sky was suddenly bloody red!

The blood red completely replaced the black of the sky, and the instant light hurt everyone's eyes.

Countless black fragments fell, but before they fell to the ground, they turned into countless black powders in mid air and eliminated them out of thin air.

The terrible blood torrent came from the sky and rushed down with a terrible momentum.

In the twinkling of an eye, he drowned everything in front of Yilin.

The sky... A big hole!

Is that a river?

A sea?

Yilin didn't have time to think.

Because in just a few seconds, everything in front of him had been completely submerged by the bloody ocean.

The huge impact fell from the sky, as if a large falling object hit Yilin's head, which made his eardrum buzzing. His eyes were scarlet and could not see other colors again.

"Goo Goo..."

The corrosive blood poured into Yilin's eyes, ears, mouth and nose in an instant, making Yilin unable to speak, see, smell and breathe. At this moment, Yilin had the illusion that he was suspended in a pure red nothingness and lost his five senses.

Zhitian dance has a strong desire to survive. In the critical moment, she hugged nightmares, which made her not be dispersed by the blood flood when the blood flooded the space.

At that moment, it submerged the blood of the world, just like the great flood that destroyed the world in the fairy tale. Its power was like a natural disaster, tearing the sky and flooding the earth.

When Irene came back, she couldn't hear anyone's voice.

Cold, hot, sour, painful, wailing

Yilin, who was completely immersed in the blood, had his skin and flesh festering at a certain speed, and was repaired again under the action of Dionysian factor. He opened his mouth blankly in the blood, and the blood poured into his mouth, leaving his brain blank.

Yilin found that Zhitian dance, who had been behind him, disappeared.

"Not good."

Yilin thought of his experience of almost winning the move just now. He roughly guessed the current situation of Zhitian dance.

Suddenly.

In the blood water, Yilin opened his eyes.

There was scarlet in front of me.

Like blood.

In the blood, illusory shadows surged wildly towards Yilin and buried him.

Those shadows, like a person, are not very different. Because among them, most of their limbs are incomplete, their bodies are transparent, and even the shape of their internal organs are completely exposed to blood.

Their faces have different expressions, such as joy, sadness, anger or anger.

Their eyes, some cold, some pity, some resentment, some indifference.

At this moment, Yilin seemed to taste all kinds of life and seven emotions and six desires from them.

They pushed frantically towards Erin.

In the twinkling of an eye, Yilin's body suspended in the blood was wrapped with a thick spirit body, like a gorgeous shroud.

In the shroud, cold fingers kept tearing the flesh and blood of Yilin. Although they couldn't tear apart, there seemed to be a strange force on those cold fingers, which gradually pulled Yilin to the endless abyss and let him fall.

Yilin looked down.

Deep in the blood, there was a boundless darkness. In the darkness, the shape of the huge monster could not be distinguished.

Sink

Keep them company

So tired

Don't want to live

The messy wailing in the brain turned into the voice of Yilin. It was coaxing, and it was like a low cry of resentment.

Although there was no reference, Yilin felt in a trance that he seemed to be sinking.

Where?

I don't know

Anyway... Shen is right.

No mistake

No mistake.

Suddenly.

Right now.

At the forehead of Yilin, where the [resentment] fits, there is a sudden coolness. From there, it flows around Yilin's limbs and bones in the twinkling of an eye.

The coolness was somewhat similar to the cold touch of the souls around, but Yilin subconsciously recognized that it was still a little different.

It seems more chilly on the forehead. The cool one.

Although the forehead is a little cold.

But this strange coolness made the sinking Yilin wake up in an instant.

He was surprised at his current situation and was a little afraid.

But before Yilin had time to find a way to deal with those strange spirits in the blood, he felt them on his body, as if he were going to do some animal behavior, and suddenly shrank back.

In the blood, the wail is even worse.

But this time, it was not erratic, one moment seemed to be in the ear, one moment seemed to be in the brain, but clearly came from all around.

Brain... Wake up!

Those unscrupulous spirits in the blood showed frightened expressions on their faces.

It turned out that the joys and sorrows just now were all forced.

It seems that Yilin is a hot boiling water at the moment, which makes the spirits retreat one after another.

"Blame? Is it the bane of these guys?"

Yilin was completely soaked in blood. But strangely, he didn't feel drowning and lack of oxygen at the moment.

At this time, after [resentment] inexplicably produced an effect, he felt like a fish in the blood, flexible and free, swimming like the wind.

"Are these resentment souls?"

"A curse?"

"Or something like Alice?"

"Dead skin is their nemesis."

"But how can I start it?"

Ideas quickly surfaced.

The origin of the human skin dug out from the ghost fog mountain is very mysterious. Maybe even the original Nie Xiu didn't know. Therefore, it was purely a blind cat who met a dead mouse and buried the human skin in the ghost fog mountain, which created everything at the beginning.

Yilin raised his head.

Overhead, there is a faint light.

Although the light is dim, it forms a sharp contrast with the deep abyss under your feet.

Maybe it's the dead skin, or other strange reasons. In short, Yilin is inexplicably safe now.

The complaining spirits retreated one after another.

It seems that Erin is more ferocious than them.

Suddenly.

Yilin found that Zhitian dance, who had been behind him, disappeared.

"Not good."

Yilin thought of his experience of almost winning the move just now. He roughly guessed the current situation of Zhitian dance.

In the blood water, Yilin senses the diffusion and uses his eyes to look for the figure of Zhitian dance.

At the moment, he has no fear of those grievances. If Zhitian dance can be saved, he can't be indifferent.

"Over there!"

More than ten meters away, countless grievances wrapped Zhitian dance in it, stretched out pale and transparent fingers, and pulled Zhitian dance deep into the blood.

Yilin's heart moved and launched the spirit surrender without hesitation.

The ancient costume subdued the spirit and possessed the body. From behind Yilin, countless blades were suddenly stretched out.

But in order to avoid hurting Zhitian dance, Yilin shaped the blade into a tentacle like shape in his mind and quickly twisted it to Zhitian dance.

After the integration of the abilities of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, this ever-changing tentacle effect was produced.

The bloody tentacles penetrated the grievances around Zhitian dance without hindrance and rolled easily on Zhitian dance's waist.

Surrounded by the complaining spirits, Zhitian dance suddenly opened her eyes. In those eyes, the evil spirit was infinite, and there were black and red lights flashing.

She seemed to be aware of Yilin's action and suddenly stretched out her hand.

Pop.

It was so corroded that it was so bloody that it even exposed the skinny palm and clasped Yilin's big baby tentacle.

In her other hand, she covered the knife at her waist and would rather die than loose.

"Go."

Yilin smiled and drove the nightmares into the sky towards the light above her head.

The dense eyes opened in the abyss.

This dark abyss and this shadow are its body!

Erin,

Falling fast.

He is sinking into the abyss of despair.