Chapter 1416

In the endless darkness, the concept of time and space seems to have lost its meaning. Suddenly, with a light sound of "pa", a flame appears.

But it's very strange that although there is a fire, it can only illuminate itself, not a little light, and spread to the surrounding darkness.

Unreal, distorted, like a voice from a distant place, coming out of the flame, "I need absolute confidentiality. The front, back and process of this matter can't be revealed."

Another voice sounded directly in the dark, like it came from the dark, from all sides, "of course, we can guarantee that, because the dead can't speak."

The flame was a little silent. "I'm sure for the last time, he didn't come back?" The tone of question is dignified.

"We can be sure." The voice in the dark is calm and soothing, which makes people feel extremely powerful and trustworthy. "Please rest assured, sir, there will be no hidden danger in this matter. Even if he comes back later, it will not be reversed. Vested interests won't allow it, there are destabilizing factors that threaten them. Under the general situation, we can eliminate them with a little guidance, and the whole thing will be completely closed. "

"And your excellency, you will also get the fragments of our promise that can continue life This is a very cost-effective transaction. You don't need to take too much risk. If you are not the most suitable identity, we can easily find many willing to cooperate with you. "

The unreal, distorted voice in the fire rings out, "it's best that everything is as you say."

Darkness responded, "please rest assured."

Poof -

the flame goes out, the darkness returns to calm, it looks like the land covered by the night, and now it will be like this for endless years to come.

……

The semi saint is indeed powerful. There is no doubt that he can easily make the hundred battles in the wild more powerful, but he is not really saint.

However, in the current situation, there is no way to stabilize the ship in Taoyuan, which is bumping in the rough waves.

Therefore, after a brief silence, the covetous person makes a new move. However, after witnessing the previous one behind the scenes, he still dares to choose to make a move. His strength is naturally unusual.

"Those who violate the holy way will be punished!" The low and majestic voice, like an oracle, suddenly blows between heaven and earth, with a strong will that cannot be resisted. As he said, it is the established fact and the prediction that will come true.

"He said, the blasphemer will lose his eyes and will no longer see the world!"

Hundred battles in the wild eyes suddenly dim, pupil is covered with pale, like clear water, condensation of a layer of ice.

"He said, the blasphemer will lose his arms and can no longer touch everything!"

Paleness reappears, like a kind of marble coating, which starts from the fingertips of both hands and spreads rapidly all the way up, eventually covering both arms.

"He said, the blasphemer will lose his feet and will no longer stand on the earth!"

The same paleness, fast on the feet But this time, the hundred battles in the wild did not remain silent, allowing it to continue to spread and deprive.

He raised his mouth, showing a cold, moribund arc. "I found you!"

Suddenly turned around, his eyes pale broken disappeared, dark pupil bright, reflecting a shallow illusory figure.

Click -

Click -

the sound of breaking comes out from both hands and feet at the same time. The sound is pale, cracked and dissipated. Fight in the wild. In a flash, the violent force broke out, and there was nothing in front of them. A figure appeared in the murmur.

Obviously, he had no time to dodge and bear most of the power of the punch. At the moment of blood gushing out, they were directly shocked and smashed into blood mist, but they did not fall miserably, instead, they gave out a harsh scream.

At the next moment, the blood mist rushed out. It condensed into a tall figure. Behind it, there were a pair of unfolding blood wings. The invisible blood flame wrapped it, like an emissary from hell.

And this is the name of this strange method -

- hellemissary!

The spirit of resentment from hell has the ability to attack the soul directly. It can split the soul of the enemy with the most cruel and painful means, accurately capture every soul fragment, and pull them into the endless pain of hell.

It's obvious that Baizhan Yuye doesn't intend to give the hell emissary in front of him a chance to give full play to his strength. In his sneer, his foot suddenly steps down, and his dull voice suddenly rises. It feels like his foot, stepping heavily on a huge drum.

The hell emissary, who was approaching at full speed, suddenly froze, then appeared on it again and again with cracks, just like a broken bubble, which disappeared with a light bang.

However, the space concussion aroused by "drum face" did not disappear. It kept on rushing towards the emerging virtual shadow like a big wave, involving him and forcing him to become real.

He is a young man holding scriptures and wearing a white robe, but the appearance of leather bags can be determined by the thought of the Taoist. Therefore, the superficial youth doesn't mean anything. Only the vicissitudes of life in his eyes can show that he is an ancient semi saint who has lived for a long time.There was a flash of anger in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that he, who was always famous for being weird and hard to defend, would be forced out by a young man who had not yet entered the holy way, and would be oppressed from the beginning.

This is the peach garden!

He has to admit that there is a trace of awe in his heart. Of course, the goal is not to fight against the wild in front of him. No matter how strong he is, he is just the spirit under the holy way, which will eventually decay with the passage of time.

What he awed was the unabashed master of the peach garden, who was worthy of being the peak of the heterodox Taoism. He claimed that the strongest level existed under the master. A disciple who had not yet stepped into the sea of bitterness could have such a terrible power.

It's not hard for the world's geniuses to fight over the ranks, especially after they get some kind of gift from their elders, but it's only limited to the spirits.

Even though they have not yet reached the other side, or can not see clearly the exact location of the other side, but the leap of life level has begun, they have become the Holy Spirit, which is a different gap between the two levels. It's hard to imagine how difficult it is to cross this gap. It's basically an impossible thing to accomplish.

"Kill!"

With a low voice, he came from the opposite hundred battles in the wild. His whole body was cold and murderous, which seemed to form essence.

The white robe holds the book and the half saint's heart suddenly shrinks. There is a feeling that he can see clearly at this moment and fight in the wild in front of him - terror and despair!

Of course, the horror is his breath at the moment, and the despair is the strong will of semi saint. He has a clear intuition that he will be killed soon only by fighting against the wild in this state.

"Help me!" The white robe holds the book and the half Saint roars. He suddenly opens the book in his hand and tears off one of them. With this move, the body of the white robe holds the book and the half saint is slightly stiff, and there is some deep pain in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he forced the paper out. In the moment of breaking away from the palm of his hand, it "snapped" and broke, leaving countless words floating on it.

It's a kind of writing that has never been seen before, which is similar to some kind of symbol composition. A long string is occasionally disconnected from each other, but there is a kind of verve flowing in it, just like a big river flowing continuously, and the light acting as a river is endless.

Buzzing -

buzzing -

in the concussion, the strange words quickly desalinated, erased by some invisible force, and also lost the constraint on the internal river, so the river burst out of the dike, and in a twinkling of an eye, it turned into a flood that flooded all directions.

The endless and dazzling light burst out, like a sudden bright day in front of him, and then a white figure emerged from the light. He has a soft and beautiful face of men and women who are hard to distinguish, and his body is almost red and naked, but he has not exposed everything that can be seen. A pair of white wings spread out behind him, gently flapping and releasing the spirit and ethereal A breath of awe.

He didn't need to be moved. He opened his eyes, which were pure light. It was so gentle that it seemed to wash all the sins in the world. His eyes turned and fell on Baizhan in the field. He raised his hand and held it.

The powerful power of imprison came from nothingness, and acted on the field of hundred battles. It kept winding like a chain and trapped him temporarily in place.

At this time, another figure appeared on the head of Baizhan. His whole body was covered by black robes, surrounded by invisible black fog. Strong negative emotions such as resentment, fear, despair and destruction were constantly emanating from his body.

Under the black robe, a pale, bloodless palm like a cold corpse appeared. As it clenched a huge sickle shadow of amazing shape, it quickly became solid and showed its own color. It was a scarlet color, like the blood of thousands of people.

Murmur of evil secret, groan of pain, howl of despair, roar of madness And so on sound drill into hundred battles in wild ear, disturb his spirit, crush his will, let his mind suffer erosion, be covered by despair, fear.

Shua -

the pale, corpse like palm suddenly raised the blood sickle, like a flash of blood lightning, chopped at his head. At this moment, the noise and terror suddenly became stronger.

Dong -

a low, dull sound. Suddenly, it comes out from the body of Baizhan in the wild. It looks like something sleeping. It wakes up and beats under the stimulation of danger.

Dong -

another sound, faster and more powerful than before.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth His chest is shaking. As it gets faster and faster, it becomes more and more heavy.

It's like a hundred battles in the wild chest, hiding the second heart!

The small blood vessels on the surface of his eyes suddenly bulged rapidly, but what spread with them was not blood color, but a kind of dazzling gold, like a burning flame, or some and countless textures interwoven with each other, forming a strange mark.

This moment his whole person, gives a kind of strong to the extreme, may destroy all the terror feeling.

"It's a stupid choice for you to use the inheritance power from the disillusioned kingdom to deal with me..." The more low voice, from Baizhan in the wild mouth, did not show much emotion, but everyone can clearly feel the anger in his voice.Full of the flavor of destruction!

Bang -

in the loud, low sound, he with white wings on his back, suddenly broke his hands in front of him. It seemed that he was under the impact of terrorist force and flew out with a heavy blow. In the rolling process, his beautiful face showed pain and struggling expression. On his pure face, there appeared a texture of depravity and decay. Two long and thin spiral horns were drilled on his forehead. At the same time, the white wings behind him seemed to have suffered the most terrible stain in the world. They quickly became pitch black, emerged the nihilistic black flame, and gradually Spread out and wrap it all inside, and burn it to ashes in an instant.

The bloody sickle cutting into the wild seems to have suddenly suffered from the terrible erosion of the long river of time. The red color on the surface quickly becomes dim and shriveled, like a flower losing water. Then it began to rot, and spread rapidly from the tip of the knife, with large areas of rust mottled, making people feel the heavy smell of death and destruction. There was a groan of pain under the black robe, and the pale hands were released in time, but it was obviously unable to isolate the death force spread from the sickle. The flesh and blood decayed rapidly, turned into thick pus and dropped, and the exposed bone quickly turned black, as if it had been eroded by the night.

The white robe holds the book, and the half saint's mouth, nose, blood, eyes, and eyes are frightened. The man who is rotting under the black robe turns around and runs away. He dare not stay any longer.

"A reviving God from the disillusioned Kingdom The peach garden can bring surprises... " The low and calm voice suddenly sounded in the heaven and earth. Some invisible but vast power came, covering the body surface, which was emerging the golden pattern of hundred battles in the field, and regarded him as his own booty.