Seeing Ye Leng take out a rag, and no matter how you look at it, this rag is just a rag, but Ye Leng actually said what kind of treasure it is, which seems ridiculous.

"A rag, what kind of treasure do you say, are you crazy?" said Arra.

Ye Leng swallowed his saliva, to be honest, he didn't have the courage to be careless in the face of this shroud.

In addition, he himself knew that this shroud was absolutely unimaginable.

Of course, things are good things, but, in fact, he doesn't know how to control them yet, otherwise, the ability to easily bind him with the shroud is enough to kill the two of them.

However, it was at this moment that the shroud suddenly wrapped around Ye Leng's right hand, which was too sudden, so that Ye Leng was instantly startled.

The shroud wrapped around Ye Leng's hand, but suddenly let go, but Ye Leng looked at his right palm again, and was almost scared.

The palm of his right hand was only wrapped up for a moment, but it had withered like a dried corpse, and the flesh and strength had just been absorbed by the shroud.

Such a demonic shroud instantly made Ye Leng sweat all over his body, and his legs were a little weak.

What the hell is this......

He took out the Shroud, he wanted to kill the desolate ghost and the desolate spirit, but okay, the shroud was going to him first.

However, soon, Ye Leng was surprised to find that the shroud had absorbed the flesh and blood power of one of his palms, and there was a faint connection with him.

"How can this be?" Ye Leng was a little surprised.

He was a little confused, did this mean that the Shroud recognized the Lord? But, for no reason, how could the Shroud recognize him as the Lord?

In addition, there is a connection with the Shroud, and I don't know if this thing is good or bad, after all, this thing is too evil.

However, now is not the time to think so much, Ye Leng found that after absorbing the flesh and blood of one of his palms, the shroud had already floated in front of him, with a trace of spirituality and extraordinary.

"Is it because the Lord of Heaven gave me this rag that this rag will be recognized?" Ye Leng muttered in his heart.

Of course, this is not important, the important thing is that Ye Leng's heart moved, and this shroud would obey his orders like an arm.

For a while, Ye Leng had a feeling that he was going to heaven, and it was obvious that he was controlling a big killing weapon.

In fact, the desolate ghost and the desolate are also attracted by the changes in the shroud.

In particular, seeing that the shroud instantly drained Ye Leng's palm, their faces instantly became solemn.

"What the hell are you?" the desolate ghost stared at Ye Leng and said.

To be precise, what he was staring at was the shroud floating in front of Ye Leng.

"You may not believe it, but this is the shroud, which is used to collect the corpses for you. Ye Leng said with a serious face.

The faces of the desolate ghost and the desolate spirit both turned cold, and then, the desolate sneered, and then, his body shook and disappeared.

What he is good at is assassination, and the disappearance of his body means that he is ready to shoot.

In the face of desolation, no one knows where it will come from, and suddenly a knife will cut down and kill him.

At the same time that the desolate body disappeared, the desolate ghost also made a move, extremely direct, and threw the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, and the Demon Jar instantly turned into a giant of several miles and blasted down towards Ye Leng.

This is the cooperation of the two saint kings, and in the face of the attack of the desolate ghosts, no one can guard against the desolate attack anymore.

Even the Sage King is difficult to fight against the Desolate Ghost and the Desolate at the same time.

However, Ye Leng was actually panicked in his heart, but his face was very calm.

With a wave of his hand, the shroud suddenly moved, and the light of the ancient runes on it burst out, and the blood-colored eyes suddenly appeared in the air.

"Woo ......" In the blood-colored eyes, there was a figure of gods and demons that seemed to cover the nine heavens and ten earths, and at this time, it seemed to come to life, and a chilling voice came out.

No one understood the meaning of this voice, but as the voice came out, endless blood oozed from the shroud, which instantly covered the sky, and this blood, like a monstrous wave, suddenly rolled up the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar that was pressed down.

"No......" The desolate ghost suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and roared.

He suddenly lost contact with the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar, as if it was just an instant, the moment the endless sea of blood wrapped up in the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar destroyed the mark he left on the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar.

"Click......" The Sky Devouring Demon Jar was shrouded in a sea of blood, and it couldn't hold on for a moment, and then there was a sound of shattering.

On the magic jar, dense cracks appeared, and the next moment, with a bang, the magic jar was shattered into ashes.

"How could it be ......" the desorator vomited blood again, his face very pale.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, but it was forged from the flesh of an ancient demon, and it has not been damaged after thousands of eons, but now, it is like porcelain, and it is easily crushed.

How could he accept this result?

"Die ......" At this moment, the desolate figure finally appeared, and he was already standing behind Ye Leng.

Holding the knife in his hand, he slashed at Ye Leng's neck with a fierce knife, he was confident that this knife was enough to kill Ye Leng.

Ye Leng's body instantly tensed, and he moved half a foot sideways to the side abruptly.

It's just that this still can't completely dodge the ridiculous knife, Ye Leng was ruthless, his fist shook, and he had already blasted towards the ridiculous knife.

This is a desperate style of fighting, Ye Leng decided to exchange a punch for a ridiculous knife.

In the face of the two Saint Kings, this is also a helpless thing, and it is too difficult to get out of the whole body.

However, unexpectedly, the blood-colored eyes that appeared in the void suddenly stared at the wilderness, and a strange voice came out again.

As this voice came out, a red light burst out from the blood-colored eyes, incredibly fast, and slammed into the absurdity.

"Poof......" Originally, killing Ye Leng was determined to be wild, but how could he have imagined that this red ray instantly bombarded him, directly blasting him out of a few miles.

Moreover, the blow was too sudden and strong, so that De Huang opened his mouth and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and was seriously injured.

The shroud, which was simply against the sky, crushed the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, and the blow seriously injured Huang Li, and for a while, even Ye Leng was dumbfounded.

But at the same time, Ye Leng's heart sank, he found that his own strength was constantly being extracted and transmitted to the Shroud, in this case, no matter how stupid Ye Leng was, he also understood that the Shroud was actually fighting with his strength.

It was powerful, but after only two blows, Ye Leng found that half of the power in his body had been drained.

What the hell is this......

If the shroud came twice, Ye Leng had no doubt that the strength in his body would be drained.

Swallowing his saliva, Ye Leng scolded his mother in his heart, this thing is really too evil.