The overbearing voice, with a surging killing aura, at the moment of falling, a figure wearing bronze armor appeared in a position about a zhang in front of Zhen Ming's body, with blood-red ghost eyes, lingering with dark green corpse light, looking condescendingly, kneeling on the ground;

"The coffin is sealed, who did it?"

An indifferent inquiry sounded, and the calm regained his freedom in an instant;

"Poof!"

Blood gushed out, and Zhen Ming struggled to get up, but was suppressed by a demonic power as heavy as a mountain;

"Who are you?"

Zhen Ming was powerless to struggle, so he had to give up, not answering the rhetorical question, his tone was extremely cold, and his indifference revealed obvious unyielding, without concealing it at all;

"Bold!"

The tone of the cold tyrant, the angry scolding;

"Poof!"

Zhen Ming vomited blood again, and his body trembled involuntarily, which was the embodiment of extreme weakness and instinct, and had nothing to do with fear;

"The coffin is sealed, who did it?"

The figure took a step forward, shouted again, rolled the demonic power, suppressed down, and pressed the body of the gloom, almost lying on the ground;

"I don't know how to do it!"

Zhen Ming had no choice but to answer, but with the help of the cover of his kneeling body, he secretly pinched and found that until now, he had no other way than to use the back hand arranged in advance.

"I ask you, what year is it?"

Seeing that the figure replied, he continued to ask, his tone was indifferent, like a demon king coming into the world, asking his slave;

"I don't know how to do it!"

Same answer, same tone;

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The monstrous demon power was aggravated in an instant, and it was suppressed, the forehead touched the ground, the corners of the mouth were bleeding, the pain of broken tendons and fractures was unforgettable;

"Hidden in the world, walking in the mountains, not into the red dust, I don't know the years, the evil obstacle corpse demon, if you don't believe it, you don't need to say much, kill me!"

Zhen Ming endured the severe pain in his heart, gritted his teeth and replied with hatred, as if he was desperate and had nothing to love, he spoke out at this moment, bent on death, as if he wanted to die and would rather die than give in;

"Hidden in the world?"

The figure was slightly surprised, and after a moment, he regained his composure and spoke indifferently;

"This seat is white, and I have admired the name for a long time!"

Bai Qi turned around and looked at the phantom elf curled up in the corner, his words were full of thick disdain, and he was full of contempt for the world, surging like a tide, and the coercion increased again, pressing the forehead of the gloom, sticking to the ground, pressing the ground, and sinking slightly;

"Bai Qi? Who are they? Poor and lonely, I have never heard of your name! ”

Zhen Ming used the power of the Yuan Shen to urge the law decision in his hand, tried to induce, and Vientiane Luo Geng, who stayed outside the cave in advance, quietly coped with Bai Qi's words, taking the opportunity to cover up;

"Qin will be white, known as the killing god, in order to seek immortality, he will become a demon against the sky!"

Bai Qi approached the phantom elf, stretched out his hand and pulled it up, looking at the somewhat timid and cowardly phantom elf, the vicissitudes of life in the voice, full of thick emotion, and boundless loneliness, and loneliness like the abyss of the sea, after speaking, turned to look at the tumbling pool of blood;

Phantom elves, the existence between the soul and the true spirit, although it is formless and qualitative, it is not something that can be easily touched by anyone, and the corpse demon is white, but it can hold the palm of the phantom elf, it seems that it is precisely because of this that the phantom elf did not resist;

"Providence makes people, and I will go against the sky! If you make people, I will take it by force! Abandon mortal bodies! Become a demon god! Against the sky! I am invincible! ”

Bai Qi looked up to the sky and roared, his posture was arrogant, his heart against the sky, overflowing with words, the momentum of his body, fierce and domineering, a pair of demon eyes, the magic light soared, as if through the barrier of the infinite earth, he saw the immortal who was free in the heavenly realm, and at this moment, as a demon god, declared war on this heaven and earth;

Zhen Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, changed the law in his hand, but it became slower and slower, and the heavy pressure made his actions more and more difficult, and under the strong pressure, the blood in his whole body was squeezed, seeping out of the pores of sweat, and drip on the ground along the hands that pinched the trick;

"Buzz!"

Outside the tomb, floating in the air, the slowly rotating Vientiane Luo Geng, suddenly paused for a moment, the magical volley shook for a while, rotated again, and reached extreme speed in an instant, emitting a strange humming sound, and the yellow light slowly lingered on it, getting brighter and brighter;

"Boom!"

In the sky, the vision is highlighted, the thunder is rolling, the dark clouds cover the sky, the thunder is bursting, the rain is pouring, the lightning is thundering, the thunder is continuous, like the wrath of the sky, in the anger of the rebellion and rebellion of all beings, like the thunder god came into the world, to punish the demons and evil, and the existence of the courage to defy the sky, exterminate in an instant;

"Quack, quack..."

The strange laughter, from low to high, seemed to be laughing at the angry world, full of demonic coercion, the sound waves rolled, surging like a tide, scattered, shaking the dust on the cave wall, all falling in a swoop, frightened the phantom elf beside him, involuntarily shrunk his neck;

"Poof!"

And Zhen Ming, it is to spit blood again, the seriously injured body, it seems that it can no longer bear it, the feeling of pain, disappearing, seems to have become numb, consciousness has also begun, it has become a little blurred, although the law in his hand, although it is getting slower and slower, but it has not stopped;

"Woohoo!"

Bai Qi raised his arm and stretched out his hand, broke the mask on the helmet, opened the demon mouth full of fangs, and sucked hard at the blood pool, the blood in the blood pool, as if pulled by a wave of invisible magic power, immediately turned into a torrent against the sky, flew up in the air, and drilled into Bai Qi's mouth;

"Crunch! Crunch! ”

As Bai Qi ran his magic skills and devoured the blood in the blood pool, the momentum around him increased rapidly at a terrifying speed, and the calm under the heavy pressure was immediately pressed by this pressure to the bones of his whole body, crackling, and what had been shattered was even more pressed into the flesh and blood;

"Goo-too-toot!"

The blood in the blood pool was tumbling violently, bubbling and flying continuously, and was swallowed into the abdomen by Bai Qi, but it did not decrease strangely, and Bai Qi's demon belly seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit, devouring desperately, without the slightest intention of stopping;

"Buzz!"

With the passage of time, Bai Qi's body is steaming with a rich blood-colored brilliance, and the blood light comes out through the body, and in the dazzling crystal, there seems to be a mysterious demonic rune, which rises and falls, circulating, releasing a demonic magic power, washing Bai Qi's body, increasing his magic power;

And on the phantom elf beside him, the blood-colored light points that originally escaped began to condense rapidly, just like returning to the original, not only that, but surrounded by blood light, the phantom elf even began to take the initiative to ingest, lingering around the blood mist, as if it was taking advantage of this to cultivate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ