The end of the desert was engulfed in a sea of blood, and a storm mixed with sand and gravel crashed against the Desert Empire's city.

As he looked up, a dark red flash shattered the void, and the figure frantically shuttled under the dense attacks of the cages.

The cages have no emotion, let alone fear, and under Zhang Fan's six-winged form, their attacks and cooperation are becoming more and more exquisite.

Shura Field!

No limit jumps!

Absolute defense!

Infinite regeneration!

The abilities copied from the Slayer's body are perfectly displayed with the cooperation of the cages.

But the stronger they are, the more powerful Zhang Fan becomes.

Zhang Fan's control of this seraphim form was completely different from the first time he ran amok in the capital.

This time he is more skillful and more rational and scientific.

The cages are replicating Zhang Fan's rich combat experience, and Zhang Fan is also rapidly learning a whole new field.

It's a contest between technology and technology, mutants and androids.

Zhang Fan's whole person became extremely excited, and the destructive power in his body made his actions more precise and terrifying.

Compared with the 99 percent coverage rate in the capital, this 100 percent does not seem to have soared to a higher level.

A rainbow light descended from the sky, cutting the entire endless desert away in an instant.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out, and the cages worked together to unleash the "Shura Field Three Thousand Times!" with the most extensive destruction attack!"

"!" Zhang Fan shouted, and his entire body was directly shaken out by the terrifying impact, and with the yellow sand in the sky, it was already a few kilometers away from the outer area of the desert red line.

"Okay, that's the end of today," Zhang Fan was very satisfied with today's battle, he didn't know how much the cage had been damaged by this move, Zhang Fan really wanted to see Zhang Zhuo's thunderous appearance.

After returning to the post station, Zhang Fan sat on the ground, panting but looking at the black-robed man very refreshingly, "It's so cool." ”

"Did you comprehend anything?" said the black-robed man.

"No," Zhang Fan smiled bitterly.

However, the 100% Seraphim form is really addictive, and this power is comparable to that of a god.

"Then you are not Zhang Zhuo's opponent," the black-robed man poured a basin of cold water on Zhang Fan.

"You just have a huge amount of energy in your body, but you don't really use it, and I have seen this in Zhang Zhuo, he is better than you. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, he suspected that one of the abilities of the black-robed man was a heart-piercing little expert.

"Old Hei, I'm a muddy horse!" Zhang Fan replied to the black-robed man in his heart.

"But you're not without merit," the black-robed man seemed to sense that Zhang Fan's smile was not very good-looking.

"What's the merit?"

"I have to admit that your learning ability is very strong, and your progress is very fast, but this is not enough, because time waits for no one, if Zhang Zhuo wants to kill you, you will be unlucky at any time. ”

At this time, a kilometer away from the post station, there was silence and dead silence.

Zhang Zhuo himself didn't appear here, it was because he knew that the black-robed man was here.

He really didn't know what the position of the black-robed man represented, and Zhang Zhuo didn't dare to venture into this uncertain factor.

The black-robed man has a strange temper, and if he provokes the black-robed man because of himself, then the consequences are very serious.

"Unless you have some kind of ability that belongs to your own attributes, and this ability can have a suppressive effect!" the black-robed man said calmly.

"Attribute ability?" Zhang Fan said, "My attribute ability is suppressive power and inhibition healing power. ”

As a result, as soon as Zhang Fan finished saying this, the black-robed man looked at Zhang Fan like an idiot and said something that made Zhang Fan not come back to his senses for a long time.

"That garbage is also an attribute ability?" said the black-robed man.

Zhang Fan blinked, with a black question mark on his face.

Litter!!??

The black-robed man then said, "I'm not afraid of hurting your self-esteem, it's not your attribute ability, that ability is just the attack method that comes with the demon's coat." ”

"The so-called attribute ability is much stronger than the attack that comes with the demon's coat. ”

Zhang Fan came back to his senses, and then showed a wry smile.

It turns out that he has never had the attribute ability.

Indeed, compared with the two abilities of suppression and inhibition healing power and Zhang Zhuo, it has indeed dropped more than one notch.

"Then how can I awaken the attribute ability?" asked Zhang Fan.

The black-robed man sighed nonchalantly, "You don't look very smart. ”

A certain man looked resentful.

The black-robed man said, "Don't you understand, whether it's awakening attribute abilities or evolving to the second stage, what you need is constant fighting." ”

Zhang Fan nodded and said, "Okay, as long as I have one breath, I will continue to fight." ”

Now, whether it is attribute ability or advanced to the second stage, for Zhang Fan himself, it is very tempting.

Only when he is strong can he have the ability to understand the answers he wants to know.

And at this moment, Zhang Fan's expression was stunned, because a very terrifying deterrent appeared in Zhang Fan's keen perception range.

When Zhang Fan looked up at the door, a black shadow came from a thousand meters away in the long yellow sand.

His pace was slow, but he appeared outside the post station in an instant, only to hear Zhang Zhuo's voice coming from outside the door.

The black-robed man said calmly, "It looks like your nemesis has come to the door." ”

Zhang Fan looked gloomy and pushed the door directly and walked out.

At this time, Zhang Zhuo was looking at Zhang Fan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You're making a lot of progress," Zhang Zhuo said.

"Did you kill my father, why did you get involved with the Desert Empire, did they threaten you?"

"I don't seem to have to answer you these questions, silly brother," Zhang Zhuo said, "Besides, if you want me to answer, let's wait until you can beat me." ”

"So you're here to kill me?" Zhang Fan was covered in a demonic coat, and the terrifying roar soared into the sky.

The black-robed man in the room slowly opened his eyes, revealing a meaningful smile.

……

A kilometer away, five black shadows fell from the sky in the yellow sand.

They stood above the city, their inky black robes blending together under the cover of night.

"Go according to plan," said a calm, unmistakable voice.

The three remnants received the order and disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Ye Hanlan, who had been silent, lifted his hood and looked at the imperial capital of the Desert Empire, and a smile was hooked on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the originally quiet Desert Emperor was broken by the killers who rushed out to destroy everything, and the flames soared into the sky, and the screams merged into the sea of fire.

This is the revenge of the killers, and this is the revenge of Night Chill Blue.

"The game begins," Night Hanlan said with his arms outstretched, enjoying the elegy of the flames of war, enjoying this special welcome.

Slayer One said, "Let's go straight to that place now?!"

"Of course I want to go, I can't wait to meet the Four Princes who have used us as pawns, I want to see how he looks now!"

"That must be a lot of fun," Killer One said.

Suddenly the cages appeared in front of the two of them, they copied the ability of the slayer, and now when they saw the deity standing here, they were like a great enemy.

"Waste, have you ever seen what is called an attribute ability?" Slayer One stepped forward, his body flying into the sky.

And the cages also levitated.

"Shura Field!" Slayer One snorted coldly.

In an instant, space distorted, and the anger of the killer overturned in an instant.

I only heard a loud bang, and the entire imperial capital was shaking because of it.

Seeing this, Ye Hanlan clapped her hands and danced a mysterious tango dance.

He jumped out of the city, trampled on the cage's corpse, and headed for the ruins ahead.

Above the sky, Slayer One stood with his hands on his back, and the cold blood hung above his head, and he existed like a god.

Killers Two, Three, and Four are the two of them.

Eventually, they showed up in a palace.

Slayer III was so powerful that he smashed the palace in an instant with a single punch.

At this time, only a basement door appeared in the ruins, Ye Hanlan said thank you, and then opened the door and walked in.

Black shadows squirmed in the dark basement, enveloping the unanimate cages.

The black shadow seemed to be aware of the presence of the four killers, and looked a little surprised.

Because in its memory, the four killers must have been dead.

And Claire, the fourth prince behind the iron fence opposite, also noticed the appearance of Ye Hanlan, but he didn't know Ye Hanlan, but he recognized the four killers behind Ye Hanlan at a glance.

"Look who this is, could it be the legendary Four Princes Claire?" a sneer curled into the corner of Ye Hanlan's mouth.

"Who are you?" Claire glanced gracefully and gracefully, following the footsteps of Night Cold, and finally formed a face-to-face at the end of the front.

"Who am I, you ask?" Ye Hanlan's face sank, and he said coldly, "We are the Killers!"