The violent will eroded the spirit of mind. Qin Huan's will was lost. Now he is in the dark, and there is only destruction and killing left.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Put everything in front of you into hell, and taste all the extreme pain in the world in the endless wailing.

The dark backfire has begun!

When Qin Huan was completely assimilated, he would never have a chance to wake up and become a killing machine controlled by the dark will, falling into the abyss forever.

Qin Huan was about to sink for a moment. A little cold breath suddenly came to his mind.

If there was a choice, "old Tortoise" would be happy to see Qin Huan play himself to death, and he would be free again.

But here is Haoyang world. The shadow of the abyss is the mud in the snow. It can't hide.

So Qin Huan could not die, at least not now.

"Master, wake up quickly, master!"

Qin Huan's dark eyes full of murderous ideas, appeared a little wave, filled with the dark atmosphere of heaven and earth, and suddenly fell into stagnation.

Taking a deep breath, the darkness in his eyes faded a little bit, "what's going on? It's really brilliant and awe inspiring to attract so many young and powerful people to travel in the endless sea."

The crew talked about it in succession, and their eyes were mixed with awe and envy.

The one eyed man said coldly, "shut up and do a good job!" The prestige of this man was obviously very high, and the crew were scolded to shut up.

When he reached the bow, his eyes swept over the friar who was flying to the boat at the moment. The one eyed man's mouth was hooked, showing a sneer.

In the endless sea of "the land of rioting", these people are lucky to come out half alive.