One by one, they walked out, and the bone masks became colder and colder under the moonlight. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the little little guy in front of him, who was no bigger than his fist, this orangutan smirked and said, "What an arrogant little ghost, don't forget that you are the only one here······!

It's not that he doesn't speak, but he can't speak at all, and the last image recorded in his head just before he loses consciousness is a pair of eyes that are colder than a beast, no!

The virtual IQ is not so low, at least the difference in strength can still be distinguished at a glance, and they retreated one by one, and they have long lost the arrogance they had at the beginning.

A toad-like virtual turn, before he could jump up a chain and pass through his forehead, turning into a gray lark: "I haven't allowed any of you to leave!"

A rustling voice sounded, and a group of small spiders with bone masks suddenly came out of the ground: "Hahaha, Death, I don't plan to let you go back today!"

With a "bang", a group of small spiders exploded on the Skylark's body, and the smoke and dust from the explosion covered the entire battlefield.

"Death! Death!hahahahaha!" The void gradually gathered around, and just behind the smoke was their own meal, that is, the soul that longed for the still death.

"Stupid!" The smoke was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, the lark stood intact, the corners of the captain's clothes were slightly blown by the wind, and the crutch in his right hand flicked: "As a prey, you'd better not be too arrogant, that will only make me more angry! It's time for me to end this game!"

The lark disappeared in place as soon as he stepped on his feet, and instantly appeared in front of the void: "Well, you made the explosion just now, even as my first prey, you have nothing to say!"

"Death, don't take me flat, I'm not as slow as you think!" The spider-like void slid its spear-like feet and turned neatly, but the spider's feet dug deep into the dirt.

"You're still not fast enough in my eyes!" the lark stood on top of his empty head and looked down at the reptile beneath his feet.

"You guy! You guy!" Spider rioted.

"Hmm!" The lark snorted dissatisfiedly, and a crimson spiritual pressure erupted, and the void under his feet was directly pressed to the ground by the spiritual pressure.

The bone mask, a symbol of emptiness, cracked under the powerful spiritual pressure, and then the entire mask clattered into ashes with its master.

The lark looked around, and then closed his eyes defenselessly: "Next!" No one stepped forward again, and after less than ten seconds, the lark seemed to have been impatient, or rather had lost interest in the void in front of him, and in the eyes of the lark, there was no need to waste time at all. Suddenly, the lark opened his eyes: "Forget it, I don't have time to play with you, the chain is scattered!" While the body rotated, a long chain was thrown out, forming a circle around the entire battlefield, different from ordinary chains used to imprison opponents, the lark's chains were like being made of blades, sharply harvesting all life within range. This move is still the original move that he created when he was still in the present world, adding his own spiritual pressure and his own slashing knife characteristics, and the range is stronger and the destructive power is greater. When the lark stopped spinning, the chains scattered to the ground in circles, not only did everything around the void become lifeless, but the range of the chains was like a meat grinder, crushing everything within its reach.

Circle by circle, the chains quickly retracted into the crutch under control, and before leaving, he took one last look at the place: "A bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die!" and then left the place that was abruptly desolate in the forest.

"Isn't it a nostalgic scene!" The voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Did you remember something? Crime and Punishment still remember the battle that was the same as the difference, everything is fine except for self-esteem, and give you a hint of why your original weapon is not the crutch in your hand! "It's my own slashing knife whispering to me.

The lark stopped his figure, and before he knew it, he was back in that place, the world of blue sky and white clouds, the clouds that floated freely and kept symbolizing freedom and loneliness.

The appearance of the slashing knife was still blurry, and the dark brown trench coat had bright eyes in the deep neckline, both powerful and indifferent.

The lark ran over as fast as he could, and was a crutch at him.

The man neither attacked nor spoke, just dodged quickly.

The rhythm of the lark's attack is getting faster and faster, and only an afterimage can be seen with the naked eye, and suddenly the lark changed his playing style, stepped forward and took a big step and hit the whole person, turning left and right to open the bow.

The man couldn't dodge this trick anymore, so the afterimage of the sky disappeared, and the lark's crutches were tightly handcuffed by a pair of handcuffs.

"You're strong, but you won't be able to defeat me without a weapon!" Arnold, the first Guardian of Pengleclouds. The lark said his name.

The fog on the man's face cleared, and a face identical to that of the lark appeared in front of the lark, the guardian of the original Pengleyun Clouds.

"Maybe I should take a moment to fight you with a lark! Don't you want to get stronger!" Arnold said.

"I don't have to wait for another time, I don't care about the rest, I just want to know if you're strong!" The lark broke free of the handcuffs and looked at Arnold's face and said, it has always been a regret in the heart of the lark that he could not have a good fight with the original Cloud Guardian in this world.

"It's not very strong, it's very strong! But not now, you still have a mission, and" instantly appeared behind the lark: "Now you are definitely not my opponent, and you will meet the lark, when you need me, when you think you can defeat me, when you come to your senses, come here to find me again! Although you are the master of this world, I can still do this!"

It's as if a person is in outer space, and suddenly the weightless lark is forced out of space.

"You really didn't disappoint me, you're really strong!" the lark said to himself, there is nothing more exciting than this matter, the long-awaited opponent really did not disappoint the lark.

Arnold's meaning is also very clear, he is showing the way to the lark, when he needs himself, become stronger, do a good job of enlightenment, to put it bluntly, it is the swastika of the slashing knife, no matter how strong the world is, it also has its limit, and the way to break the limit is the swastika and the second liberation of the slashing knife.