Chapter 1422

On the black continent, there is a dead silence.

He Huahui's expression is dull. He leans against a black stone wall, his eyes are blank, as if he is looking at something in front of him, or he seems to be a dead body.

Black.

The black of death, the black of silence, the endless black in the godless eyes, and the occasional gray ruins above the black.

A minute ago, the ruins were all the family gates and buildings that the three families were proud of. But now, he Huahui can't see any intact place in his eyes.

The grass, vegetation, trees, all covered with a layer of black, as if frozen by black ice, the wind blowing, tall trees and broken, into a piece of powder scattered on the ground.

Inhale those floating black aura in the nasal cavity, a strong sense of discomfort and nausea, instantly from he Huahui's chest all the way to his throat, his body trembled, coughed twice, and a breath of black red came out of his mouth.

Although black aura is an essential aura for the black Protoss to use magic, for ordinary Protoss such as he Huahui, it is a terrible poison gas that will directly kill if inhaled to a certain extent!

Now, with the Hejia territory as the center, the northern mainland with an area of tens of millions of square meters has all been covered by black Aura!

It's ok if it's just covered by black aura. However, in the northern region, those spirit stones buried in the corners of the mainland or not discovered at all have all become black burial stones that will transform ordinary aura into black aura.

You know, although he didn't open the extreme realm, he Huahui's cultivation has reached the stage of salvation. He is already the top monk in the protoss continent. Even if he inhales a little black aura, he becomes like this. What about other Protoss monks with worse cultivation, or ordinary Protoss who have no cultivation at all?

The answer is imaginable.

He Huahui doesn't know how long it has been since he fainted to wake up, but now...

"Xiaoyan, Tianxin, where are you

Apart from the cold wind blowing slowly in his ears, he Huahui could not hear any other voice. Where did all the other Protoss go? Was he killed by the gods, or was he killed by breathing too much black aura? He Huahui doesn't know and doesn't want to know. His only hope is that he Yan and he Tianxin can survive and inherit the blood of the Protoss.

Anyway, in his eyes, it's all over.

This northern continent was originally the last territory of the protoss that was not invaded by the black Protoss. Now, the territory stretching for tens of millions of kilometers has become a black death place that is not suitable for the protoss to live in. For the black Protoss, it has unique living conditions.

There is no territory that can be used to guard. Protoss have no place to go.

It's over. It's all over.

Just as he Huahui thought about it and was ready to give up everything, two black leather boots suddenly appeared on the black stone floor in front of him, stepping the stone floor directly out of two deep pits.

"Well, it costs more than I expected to turn the area hundreds of times larger than the burial mountain into this kind of Black Death place."

The white haired black Protoss touched their chin with one hand and looked around at the black dead place with great interest. A few minutes ago, it was still the northern continent full of vitality.

"I'm quite satisfied with the result. Hahaha, I don't know how many Protoss, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, were killed by the magic just now? Or millions? They don't know what happened, they inhale the black aura and die suddenly? If that's the case, it's boring. "

Although the tone of the God's mouth is so relaxed, it seems that what he is talking about is not something extraordinary, but you should know that the northern region occupies the whole Protoss continent, a quarter of the size of the huge territory.

To transform such a large territory into the same black death place as the burial mountain, the strength of the God of heaven has long exceeded the comprehensible dimension of the general Protoss.

Beside the God, Lear also looked around, looking at the endless black plain, sneering.

"To be able to die under the magic of the God of heaven, and to cast a new Protoss myth with his own death, these Protoss also die properly."

"Is that so?" The gods are laughing.

"It's only a few days. Your flattery is getting more and more powerful. I can't laugh at all when I flatter too much."

"In the end, why do you want to do this..."

hearing the inhuman conversation between the two black Protoss who made the territory of the three families turn upside down, he Huahui held his breath to isolate himself from the black aura, and at the same time, he slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the God and lil, and asked in despair.

"Lord God... Although you didn't succeed in flying, for many Protoss, even so, you are still a myth and legend of the protoss generation... There will be no less Protoss who respect you. Even if you mutate into the black Protoss, this will not change.""Why to kill their offspring so cruelly... I don't understand... I really can't understand." He Huahui, who has completely given up his resistance, tells all his doubts in his heart. His only mood now is to die and understand.

"Well, I remember that you are the leader of the he family now?" Looking at the bleak appearance of he Huahui, the God of heaven narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"Yes, Lord God. His name is he Huahui. He is the leader of the he family and one of the commanders of the protoss Resistance Army Li Er glanced at he Huahui, who was dozens of years old. He said without expression.

"In this way, he is indeed the descendant of He Zhi. I think he looks a little similar." He Zhi is the real name of "He Xian", the ancestor of he family in ancient times. As his descendants, he's family will not call him by his real name, but for the God of heaven, he Zhi was just a powerful subordinate tens of thousands of years ago.

"He Zhi, that boy, is loyal to me. In that case, well, I'll tell you."

The God of heaven's face showed a smile as usual, which seemed to he Huahui to be just like a flesh and blood eating ghost.

"Why do you turn your last territory into a black death place where the protoss can't live? Why not

"Because it's fun, of course!"

"... good, fun?" He Huahui's expression was dull, and the whole person was in the same place. For a moment, he thought he had heard wrong.

"Yes, do you think the black Protoss will have any sense and rules when they do things? No, of course, the black Protoss is in a mess. "

"The more chaotic this Protoss continent is, the happier I will be."

"You...

" of course, on the one hand, and on the other hand, you see, I'm a person with a head and a face, and I need a territory, right? "

"Dihuang, he occupied the southeast, the middle and the West alone, so I had to compromise and take the rest of the north as my territory."

"Because of this, you killed tens of thousands of protoss?" He Huahui's expression is pale. Tens of thousands of them are what he said less. Now, there are countless Protoss who died in the dark aura.

"Yes, what's the matter?" God shook his head.

"Well, if you know, just go away. For he's sake, I'll let you live."

"Boom!"

Two white magic lights suddenly burst under the foot of the God. The God jumped back and looked at a man and a woman in the white light. His eyes widened slightly.

"Oh? It seems that there are still Protoss who want to fight against me. "

He Yan and he Tianxin stand side by side in front of he Huahui.

"Huahui is in charge. Are you ok?"

"Tianxin, he Yan, you...

" when you are in charge, you can rest assured that since he created this spell, he must have a way to remove it. "

"Knock down the God of heaven, and then let him spit out the way to restore the mainland!"

When he Yan finished, he turned into a white light and rushed to the Dragon God.

"Oh, it's true, I don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth..."

at the same time, tens of millions of kilometers away from the battle between the God and the protoss, a young man in white slowly landed in a corner of the protoss continent.