The slightly hot spring breeze filled with fireworks blew gently, but it was not fresh, and the meaning of slaughter became stronger. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A straight and slender white mark suddenly appeared in the air, and a black spear flew towards Ran Chuan and the others at an indescribable speed.

Ran Chuan didn't hesitate at all, the sword intent in the air instantly froze, and then all of them merged into the long sword in his hand, and he stabbed out with a sword.

They couldn't dodge this shot, so they could only choose to hard-connect.

Zi Ran took half a step forward, crossed Ran Chuan's shoulder, and the long knife in his hand burned with a blazing and bright fire again, and he slashed it down, and a spark suddenly appeared in the air.

Fall red with a knife.

This is almost the limit that Zi Ran and the others can reach at present, but it is still not enough to resist the space-tearing shot of General Hai Gu.

The spear came to the iron knife with extreme strength.

The blood-red spark only resisted less than a breath before dissipating, spilling on the ground like blood, the tip of the spear fell on the blade, Ziran's face instantly flushed and then turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

A simple and unremarkable long sword stabbed out silently, and the whites of Ran Chuan's pupils gradually became occupied by black, like a night that deprived everything, full of unknown fear.

The best effort of the top of the four realms was indeed extremely powerful, at least in terms of Ziran and Ranchuan's current realm, it was absolutely difficult to resist.

But if they can't stop it, they will be torn to shreds in an instant by the power of this iron spear.

There was a brief stalemate between the swords and the guns, but there was no doubt that the outcome would soon be decided, whatever it was.

In the difficult confrontation, Ran Chuan suddenly smiled.

In fact, in order to prevent Ran Chuan from exposing his identity, for a long time, Ziran has been standing in front of Ran Chuan, maybe for ordinary people, this is stealing the limelight from his companions, but for him, Ziran is a harbor, a high wall, blocking those limelight for him.

Ran Chuan understands this, he has always been very silent, very low-key, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he has never used that kind of inexplicable power, and again, this is also for the other party.

They are all for each other, because they are like-minded, they are companions, they are true friends.

The word friend is not lightly spoken.

A wisp of black aura flowed out of Ran Chuan's body, and his face became dark.

Zi Ran's face changed slightly, and he looked back and saw Ran Chuan's deep and dark face, like a devil in the abyss, and he suddenly felt a little frightened.

Wisps of black aura flowed out of Ran Chuan's body, and Ran Chuan's face became deeper and darker.

Ziran knew that this was the bloodline blessing of the demon race, demonization, but he didn't know that this was not a skill that all demons would have.

But these black fogs, he didn't know what they were, but he had seen them before.

Under the earthen city wall in a heavy rain, the power brought by the black mist successfully blocked Lin Xie, the leader of the first division of the Sleepless Mountain Law Enforcement Team, for a moment.

In the course of this year, Ran Chuan's realm has become more and more refined, and he has begun to change from passive to active-like mastery of that power, and he can already use this power.

Darkness finally descended completely, and the black meaning seemed to represent the devil, and the iron spear could not move forward.

But that's just the beginning.

At the end of the gun, suddenly a hand appeared, and that hand was covered with thick calluses, as if it was holding the gun often, as if it was often killing enemies.

Then the hand took the iron spear.

An extremely powerful force poured out like a mountain and a sea, and Zi Ran was the first to bear it, and he flew out upside down in an instant, spraying blood in the air.

Ran Chuan's situation is much better than Zi Ran, but in fact this does not mean that he is better than Zi Ran, the demonized strength means that he needs to bear more impacts, although he did not fall, his injuries are even more serious than Zi Ran.

General Hai Gu withdrew his spear, and his deep eyes looked at the two of them coldly.

Ziran was slightly dizzy, and then he found himself sitting on a pile of bones in a mountain of corpses, and below was a sea of blood with no end in sight, the rich smell of blood and killing was disgusting, he kept coughing, and his trembling body almost fell off the mountain of corpses.

General Hai Gu looked at Ziran sitting on the ground with his eyes blank, and nodded slightly, seeing that he was very satisfied.

Then he looked at Ran Chuan, Ran Chuan's eyes were dark, and he didn't seem to be affected by his spiritual secret method, he frowned slightly, and then thought that this person was a demon and couldn't be dealt with with common sense, so he didn't care much.

Suddenly, a raging fire broke out on Ziran's body, and General Hai Gu frowned slightly, and his expression changed slightly.

Zi Ran on the top of the corpse mountain almost wanted to gag, and suddenly he felt hot all over, and then the sea of blood burned, and then the bones of the corpse mountain also burned.

The flames on Ziran's body gradually extinguished, and he opened his eyes.

General Hai Gu looked very surprised, he looked at the flames on Zi Ran's body that were gradually extinguishing, his expression changed slightly, as if he looked a little incredulous, because he smelled the unique smell of the Golden Crow from these flames.

The Golden Crow clan has disappeared from the world for a long time, and few people have really seen the Golden Crow, even if he has not seen it, but the Golden Crow has a vein of breath, and it does not need to be seen before, since it appears, it must be the power of the Golden Crow.

A hint of mockery lifted up at the corner of General Hai Gu's lips, it turned out to be the flame of the Golden Crow Clan, no wonder it could incinerate his illusion, but so what? Damn it or have to die.

The iron spear was held by Hai Bone, and a powerful aura emanated.

Ziran and Ran Chuan are about to be destroyed under this shot.

I don't know if it's because of the dazzle, Ziran seemed to see a man with a beard on his face, and the next moment, he regained his clarity, and he was sure that he was not mistaken.

A thin sword blocked the iron spear, and the thin blade looked very easy to break, but there was no change under the iron spear, and even the breath was not exposed.

"Luo Kun, you are so bold!" Hai Gu shouted, full of anger.

The man with a beard is naturally Luo Kun.

"I want to take them." Luo Kun said, this is not a discussion, nor an order, but an ordinary conversation.

"I'm afraid you can't take them away."

Luo Kun's pupils shrank, the cold hair on his neck stood upside down, and the thin sword trembled slightly.

Hai Gu turned his head suddenly, his eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be blood gushing out from the depths.

This sentence was not answered by Hai Gu, and their change was not to fight with each other, of course, not to fight with each other, but to fight after all.

In front of the official road, a man in Tsing Yi stood under a large tree that was burned by the fire and only the remains of an empty shell.

The man looked young, probably less than thirty years old if you looked at it, but those eyes, full of vicissitudes and endless wisdom, reminded people that he had lived for thousands of years.

This man in Tsing Yi made Hai Gu and Luo Kun change so much with his ordinary words, and he was even ready to do his best, and there were probably only a few people in the whole world who could have this ability.

I just don't know which one it is.

There seemed to be an ethereal and clear sound of water, and there was a pool of blood in the depths of Hai Bone's pupils, and the blood fountains were surging, and his pupils seemed to be covered with blood.

The iron spear flew out, this was a shot urged by Hai Gu with his own secret method, its power was infinitely close to the Five Realms, and this shot could not be hard-connected even by the powerhouses of the Five Realms.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, he raised his finger and lightly touched it, and the iron spear containing extremely powerful power was frozen in the air like this.

A hint of depth appeared in Luo Kun's slightly cold eyes, he held the thin sword and stabbed forward, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

The man in Tsing Yi withdrew his fingers, and the iron spear fell heavily to the ground, like a scrap of iron.

He lifted his finger again, pointing in front of him.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a flute sound, ethereal and gentle, like a snow lotus blooming in the bottom of my heart, beautiful.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised.

This finger didn't directly control the iron spear like it had just done, but it didn't matter, because the sword still couldn't escape his fingers, and his two fingers caught the blade of the sword.

The man in Tsing Yi was indifferent and calm, standing calmly as if he was condescending, full of domineering and invincible atmosphere, but this was not his deliberate performance or ironic description, but his true temperament.

Like a king.

The man in Tsing Yi snatched the thin sword with two fingers, and then threw it away like garbage.

"You dare to make a move against the emperor, it is considered a bit bold." The man in Tsing Yi said with slight appreciation.

Luo Kun didn't answer, let alone make any moves, his anger was slightly thick, and he was also silent.

The man in Tsing Yi is a disguised manifestation of his identity, and only the heads of the two races can use the title of "this emperor" in addition to the countries in the world.

The Demon Emperor in the infinite wilderness in the west, the Demon Emperor who has disappeared for hundreds of years.

The man in Tsing Yi is not the emperor, he calls himself the emperor.

The Emperor of the Demon Race.