Boom!

A terrible explosion was heard, coming from the bottom of the lake, shaking the entire lake. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, in Jiang Han's horrified gaze, a pitch-black hole appeared out of thin air at the bottom of the originally calm lake, and a vortex instantly took shape and spun up, and a terrifying attraction came from the mouth of the cave.

The whole process was so fast, so fast that it was frightening.

Jiang Han's reaction was so fast, but he had only just gone up a few meters, and immediately after, that terrifying devouring power had already acted on him.

Rumble!

Jiang Han's whole mind was stunned, even though his physical body was already extremely powerful, but this attraction suddenly came to him, and he still couldn't help but snort, and his blood surged.

"Damn!" Jiang Han roared in his heart, his thoughts intertwined, and the next moment, a stream of innate true yuan seemed to be dying and rushed towards the mouth of the pitch-black hole.

At the same time, in the body of the Metaverse.

The originally peaceful sun suddenly bloomed with a brilliant glow, and a wave of power blessed Jiang Han's whole body through the void chain, with a sky-high power.

Jiang Han's face had turned red, and his face was distorted, with the help of these two powers, he was able to withstand the terrifying devouring power, and there was a tendency to break free and escape.

"Boom!" "Boom!" The torsional speed of the vortex at the entire cave entrance increased in vain.

Facing the mouth of the pitch-black hole, the unknown fear permeated his heart, making Jiang Han not have the slightest superfluous thought in his heart, that fear was even a thousand times stronger than the old man who faced the Snow God Sect at the beginning.

It's a fear that borders on death.

"You have to escape!" Jiang Han roared in his heart.

Suddenly!

A white giant tail slammed into Jiang Han's body like lightning, and the terrifying impact instantly made Jiang Han spit out blood again.

This blow made Jiang Han's body tremble, and the whole person fell suddenly, and the terrifying devouring power effect had surpassed the strongest force he could exert, making it difficult for him to have any hope of breaking free, but Jiang Han was still struggling.

Turning his head, what caught Jiang Han's eyes was the King of Rain Jiao.

At this time, the Yujiao King, on the original white and crystal dragon body, there was a wound several meters long that was cut by Jiang Han with a war knife, and even faintly cut the entire abdomen, the scale armor was broken, and the blood flowed, which looked extremely miserable.

It's just that its huge head is swaying, but it has a sense of ecstasy.

"King Yujiao!" Jiang Han roared word by word.

Jiang Han's heart had sunk to the bottom, and the Rain Jiao King was hovering in the flowing water so easily, and a blood-colored air flow was wrapped around its body, and it seemed that it was completely unaffected by the devouring power of the pitch-black hole.

If he didn't understand that all this was done by the other party at this time, wouldn't Jiang Han be stupid.

"King of the Rain Jiao!" Jiang Han was extremely calm in his heart.

"Jiang Han, you want to die!" The sharp voice of the Rain Jiao King vibrated out: "In this place, only the demon clan can survive, you will die, haha! You will die!"

"Damn!" Jiang Han roared, and a stream of Innate True Yuan still rushed into the pitch-black hole.

The whirlpool around the entrance of the cave exuded a wave of coldness, and the invisible sense of fear and killing intent made the Yuanyang Yin God in Jiang Han's sea of knowledge tremble a little, which was a kind of involuntary trembling from the soul.

"Is it a death formation, or is it a dangerous place?" Jiang Han's heart was crossed with a thousand thoughts.

It's just that no matter which one it is, he doesn't want to go, he knows that if the Yujiao King dares to do this, he must have the certainty of his own life.

Under this crazy struggle, counting the time, Jiang Han was still not pulled into it.

It's just that he feels that the force of this swallowing has become stronger and stronger, and the terrible breath of death has made him feel a desperate thought.

However, he was not reconciled.

Distance.

In just a few breaths, the Rain Jiao King had recovered from his injuries, and seeing that Jiang Han was still struggling to support, he was a little impatient in his heart, and he hoped to kill the terrible boy immediately.

"Jiang Han, go where you should go!" As soon as the Yujiao King's body moved, his huge body suddenly rushed over, and the cyan war spear in his hand shook, stabbing straight in, and it was confident that it would directly punch Jiang Han into the mouth of the pitch-black hole.

As a person who has experienced it firsthand, it has absolute confidence that Jiang Han cannot survive in that place, there, only the demon clan can live, and all it encounters are demon clans.

"Whew!"

The cyan war spear stabbed down suddenly, cutting through the layers of water curtains, and the target was Jiang Han's chest.

Jiang Han's pupils suddenly dropped, and the sharp spear tip was whistling.

At this moment, Jiang Han looked at it so indifferently, his eyes were cold.

After struggling frantically again and again, Jiang Han knew that he couldn't escape, and this terrifying swallowing power was still increasing.

At most, I can hold on to three more breaths at most.

After three breaths, he will inevitably fall, and now, the cyan war spear hit him, and he was afraid that he would be knocked down in the next moment.

Fear, loneliness, loneliness, bloodlust... At this moment, a different kind of thought came to mind.

It's as if time has stood still.

"Qin'er!" Jiang Han's mind suddenly appeared as an elf-like woman.

And also..

A gentle mother, a burly father, a cute and amazingly gifted sister...

At this moment, the scenes of the past life appeared in front of him, and the little by little and every drop of the past years emerged, and such an important person in his life, a thousand thoughts, rushed into his mind.

It's like the moment when a person is about to die, recalling the years of his life.

In the end, what he thought of was the girl with a shallow smile on her eyes closed in his arms, the girl who died quietly.

Countless images flowed by.

"Kill!" Jiang Han, who was about to give up struggling, suddenly burst into tears.

King Yujiao, even if I want to die, don't think about it!

The war spear roared, and in an instant, an unprecedented killing intent penetrated Jiang Han's mind.

King Yujiao, you are going to die!

"Boom!"

The heart is unprecedentedly clear, unprecedentedly ethereal, at this moment, Jiang Han's heart has only one thought, to kill the Yujiao King.

fall, and kill each other!

"Even if I die, at the end of this life, I must be happy!"

"This knife is just to kill, just to kill!"

"Rain Jiao King!"

Jiang Han's eyes had completely turned blood-red, and in his sea of consciousness world, the Yuanyang and Yin Gods were almost in madness, and in his mind, there was only endless killing intent left.

"This is my heart, this is my sword!"

In his heart, there is a sense of madness, a sense of pleasure, a sense of killing, and a sense of bloodthirstiness.

The sword is vertical and horizontal, and the killing intent is invincible!

At this moment, the cold knife lit up, staggered with the cyan war spear, and slashed away strangely.

That's the ultimate beauty!

"This style, famous blood memory!"

"This knife should be the meaning of my life!"

If it is said that the first style of "Burial Death" is the embodiment of Jiang Han's knife technique over the years, there are still many loopholes.

Then, in that life and death, under the surging killing intent in his heart, and under the refreshing pleasure, Jiang Han had integrated all his own killing insights into it.

This 'Blood Memory' is enough to represent the pinnacle of his killing knife path today.

"Wow!"

The endless brilliant blade emitted a terrifying sword light, and at this moment, it filled this world!

The Rain Jiao King, who was killed, showed a trace of fear in his eyes.

This knife is unstoppable!

That terrifying sharp intent, his own fusion battle armor, couldn't be stopped at all!

In its soul, a warning came, and it had a premonition that this knife could kill itself.

That sword intent made its soul feel the slightest threat, as if it could penetrate everything, and wanted to kill its true self in the sea of consciousness.

This knife not only cut through its physical defenses, but even affected its soul.

Introducing the Illusory from the Truth, this is at least something that only a powerhouse at the consummation level of the Tianyuan Realm can do!

At the beginning, Luo Yi of Qianyuan Sect, even if he gathered his strength, he could defeat it in just a few moves, but now, Jiang Han's sword, that brilliant sword, in terms of simple attack and killing power, is definitely no less than Luo Yi's full sword.

"If it is cut off on my head, I will definitely die, run! run!

The Rain Jiao King did not hesitate at all, and wanted to turn around and flee.

"Howl!" its massive body writhed, trying to avoid the knife, and its tail pulled out like lightning, slashing towards the slashing snow blade.

The dazzling sword light illuminated the sky of this rain curtain, cutting open this heaven and earth, as if destroying the withering and decaying, causing the large array of runes connected to the rain Jiao King's body to break directly.

In the end, it suddenly landed on the body of the Rain Jiao King.

Cold, slaughtering, sharp!

...

The next moment, in front of the dark cave entrance.

"Boom!" suddenly increased the force of swallowing.

Jiang Han, who slashed out this amazing knife, couldn't resist anymore, and the whole person was pulled down with a bang, and disappeared into the mouth of the pitch-black hole in an instant.

Then, the mouth of the black hole suddenly closed, looming as if illusory, and the whole bottom of the lake returned to stone and sand, and then, the current flooded everything, as if nothing had happened.