Purple thunder, silver-white sword light, and blood-red rays shone one after another in the church, shattering the pitch-black figures one after another. Immediately, however, more figures crawled out of the mud, waving their arms like demons as if to condemn all three to hell.

In this endless stream of figures, there are men in the prime of life, girls in the prime of life, old men with gray hair, and even toddlers! Among them are of different races, covering almost all continents in the east, west, north, south, and middle.

"This old thief has a really good appetite!" Qianzhou only felt that his anger was almost turning into a real flame burning in his chest, and he wanted to immediately slash Mellon under his sword.

In terms of personality, Mellon was far from reaching the third-order heavenly ladder, but the essentia he had devoured over the years far exceeded the scope of the second-order dragon gate. Under the erosion of a large number of xenoessentia, Melon's soul has long been deformed, and now it is completely out of the human realm by being impregnated by the rules of the abyss.

"These figures can't be killed, unless they consume Merlon's essentia. An Zhe said.

But how much essentia does Melon store? No one can say for sure.

"Then go straight to the source. Lin Heng said coldly, the hatred in his eyes was like a sharp blade, and Qian Zhou felt a tingling in his skin beside him.

"How to deal with it. "Qianzhou is already a little overwhelmed.

is not as good as the other two, Qianzhou has gone through several battles along the way, excessively squeezing essentia, and now he only feels dizzy, and he can only beat his spirit.

"Make a way, I'll go up. The blood-red lines on Lin Heng's body continued to spread, and they had already wrapped around his cheeks, like a poisonous snake crawling over, "hissing" and spitting snake letters.

Then blood and fire began to surge, and the fierce essentia made a muffled thunderous sound. Lin Heng's skin was also flushed blood red, as if he had smeared molten iron on it, and the hot temperature burned the air and distorted it for a while.

Looking at Lin Heng's scarlet eyes, Qianzhou sighed secretly, raised his sword high, and the little essentia that was left poured out, pushing and converging with each other, and climbing towards a higher place. The light of the short sword dimmed, and then with a loud sword roar, a new edge burst out of the rotten shell, like Moses dividing the sea, splitting the black wave in half.

Twelve Jade Towers Voice!

On the other side, the purple thunder was like a roaring beast violently tearing apart the mud that stood in the way, and the dazzling light echoed in the church, illuminating Mellon's hideous face, illuminating Qianzhou's pale face, An Zhe's water-blue eyes and Lin Heng's empty body.

Lin Heng stepped forward, and in an instant, he plunged into the black tide. The "sea water" immediately made a boiling sound of "snorting".

Immediately after, a blood-red glow bloomed from the mud, as if molten iron was leaking out of a steel furnace. A sharp roar spread from the explosion, slapping in all directions with a wave of boiling heat.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Lin Heng was shocked to Qianzhou's side, his left palm tightly covering his chest, and his right hand grasping an arm.

The black mud had evaporated completely, but in the center of the hall stood a young man with brown hair. The gorgeous black coat was draped over him, both the bow tie on the chest and the buttons on the cuffs. His face was pale and handsome, with deep indifference and cruelty, his left arm was empty, but his right hand held a heart dripping with blood.

After shedding that old and decrepit body, Mellon has completely fallen into the abyss, and now only a pair of skins can be related to the word "human".

"No, it won't. Qianzhou looked down and saw that a big hole had been dug in Lin Heng's chest, and it was empty.

"I just want to add some bonuses, I don't want to be posthumously crowned a martyr!" As the only one left in combat effectiveness, An Zhe greeted Mellon with a sad face.

Qianzhou leaned against the wall and watched the battle between Anzhe and Mellon.

Although Mellon lost an arm, both the quantity of essentia and the inhuman body were more than a step ahead of An Zhe. If this continues, it is only a matter of time before An Zhe is defeated.

What should I do? Lin Heng was dying, and his essentia was depleted. Can you really just wait for death?

Qianzhou's face couldn't help but show a gloomy look.

"Ahem, boy, are you afraid of death?" Lin Heng said suddenly.

"What did you say?"

"You've used the Blood Soul Seal, too. Lin Heng coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Although I can't do it anymore, the blood soul mark on my body still has some effect." ”

Qianzhou looked at Lin Heng's raised hand, the blood-red lines on it were constantly distorting, as if he couldn't wait to abandon this dying master and wrap it with a new sacrifice.

"Okay. There was no need to think about it at all, and Qianzhou readily promised.

"You have to think clearly, if you accept this curse, you won't even have a soul left. ”

"So what?" Qianzhou smiled calmly, "Man is inherently dead, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. Life, what I want, righteousness, also what I want, you can't have both, those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Lin Heng.

"Smack. Unexpectedly, Lin Heng slapped Qianzhou's hand away with a backhand.

"Boy, there are still many hardships and unwillingness in life! Don't think too beautiful when you die like this. Lin Hengda stood up with a smile, and the face on his chest opened his eyes like this.

It was like the sun rising, as if a blast furnace had been erected.

In Qianzhou's perception, Lin Heng began to "burn" from the inside out, his body was like firewood, his blood was like boiling mercury, and his soul was shining with the sun and the moon!

At this time, Lin Heng's hideous lines all over his body disappeared, and his thin body became more and more thin. In a few breaths, only a thin layer of skin and bone remained.

But on the contrary, Lin Heng's essentia became more and more vigorous.

The fire is high, the long night is dawning, its momentum is dignified, its glory is brilliant!

"A thousand boats. Lin Heng solemnly called out Qianzhou's name, "If you have the opportunity, Qingfeng please take care of it." And please tell her that I'm not a bad person. I've always treated her like my own sister. ”

"I will. Qianzhou's voice was hoarse, the sourness, resentment and a few wisps of sorrow in his chest were mixed together, and all kinds of tastes were known only to himself, "If I were still alive." But it's better to say it yourself. ”

What the two didn't know was that outside the door of the church, the girl was leaning against the wall, covering her mouth and crying silently.

Lin Heng reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that seemed to be happy and sad. Immediately afterwards, the whole person turned into a cluster of dancing red light, illuminating the dark church.

Qianzhou realized that maybe Lin Heng knew that he would have such a day. He prayed and looked forward to death, which was his punishment and redemption for himself.

Mellon also noticed this, and a look of surprise appeared on his cold face.

The next moment, the black essentia gushed out like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the evil waves rolled and the ghosts roared.

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the blood-red light pierced through the thick cloud curtain in an instant, squeaking the black essentia.

Then, wisps of red light came out of the cloud curtain, and then—the morning light began to bloom, and the night was over.

Mellon's essentia was evaporated as the red light rose, leaving only the red light to roll up, like a lotus flower blooming.

The crimson light slowly dissipated, leaving only a few dots of fire powder falling from the sky—that was probably the last bit of residue that Lin Heng had left.

In the center of the church, Mellon was only half of his body left. The wound was devoid of any flesh, only a black, empty void. He lay on the ground and let out a "ho-ho" gasp in his throat.

"Looks like I'm missing something. "Out of the shadows came out of the shadows, wearing top hats and holding scepters, like youth, like the prime of life, and like old age.

[Scourge Faust]!