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Liu Fuling is like a bystander, but also seems to be really immersive, because it is too real, when he came to his senses, he was already standing on a wilderness, the hue here is a condensation of iron blue, and on the endless plain, even a little green is gray, here...... There is a desolation that seems to have erased all life and color.

He looked around, his mood was unusually calm, from the moment he broke free from the shackles of the treacherous knife, he grabbed Ah Ye a little childishly, so that the cold murderous aura of the knife was not on his forehead and eyebrows, before he could think about what to do next, his whole body was shocked, the cool skin of the girl in his arms instantly became hot, as if burning, his hand seemed to be glued to her hand holding the knife, the blood in his body flowed out like a suck, and there was a tremor that seemed to resonate, and in the blink of an eye, the world changed again.

Fortunately, it is not him who has changed.

Inexplicably, it was pitch black in front of me, and it was suddenly bright again, and what was shown in front of me was such a picture.

The young man watched the changes, did not see the little girl, nor did he see the "Yellow Spring", even the city of Biluo seemed to be completely erased, leaving only a yellow-brown land, infinitely extending in all directions, and he stood in a corner of this narrow world, like an abandoned person.

He stretched out his hand and moved, except for the gray tone, and the same vast barrenness, the world seemed to be real, but he had a strange sense of nothingness, he was standing in place and suddenly ran, and soon found that he had always been in a radius of dozens of miles, if he went in a straight line, he would not go far before he found himself back in place, he stopped, thought for a moment, and suddenly punched the ground, with the force of this punch, it was enough to break the stone, but there was no way to break the loess under his feet.

He had no way to change anything in this world, and he couldn't leave a certain range, so the boy began to wait quietly, and he just took advantage of this time to recover the internal breath depletion.

It was quiet, even deadly, because there was no sound, no change, the sky was gray, the light was gray, the sky was unknown, and even time could not be deduced.

It's a world of utter static.

Time slipped quietly between his steady breathing.

Just when he was cross-legged and calm, a little moist coolness fell on his bare skin one after another, Liu Fuling's eyes trembled, opened his eyes, raised his head to look up, and saw the change.

The rain fell, he stretched out his palm, the slight coolness of the rain, and the subtle touch of dripping on his palm, each raindrop fell on the spread of the watermark, so that the young man was in a trance, and then, the transparent and crystal rain was suddenly dyed red, blood red color.

The blood rain in the sky was so dripping, pouring down the entire land, and also pouring Liu Fuling into a funny bloody man.

The smell of fishy smell also spread, and the real one almost suffocated Liu Fuling, he looked down at the earth being stained with blood clots, the rain was heavy, and the sky was even darker.

Heaven and earth were gloomy, like a dying and desperate man.

Liu Fuling stood in this lonely and narrow world, slightly stiffened up, like a trapped beast.

The bloody rain seemed to never stop.

A muffled thunderous sound suddenly tore apart the oppression and poignancy, and the boy raised his head, squinted his eyes, and tried his best to look at the source of the movement.

A tiny black dot fell rapidly from the sky.

It's like a meteor that night, dragging blood-colored traces, with supreme domineering arrogance, and smashing straight down!

It was a man, a man with his hair dancing wildly.

Liu Fuling watched him fall in front of him only a few feet away, and before he could take a closer look, with the man as the center, a circle of breath fluctuations visible to the naked eye suddenly swung in all directions, and the earth seemed to be split and lifted out of thin air, directly dented and sinked down, and the gravel wind followed, and the whimpering and mournful whistling was filled, and from a distance, the entire area seemed to be swept away by a sandstorm and dust.

Liu Fuling was stunned, and could only vaguely see that the not very burly figure fell from it, without moving, and seemed to tilt his head up, looking at the dark sky in a daze.

Soon the dust settled.

The man stood in the cracked and jagged hole caused by him, and Liu Fuling finally saw clearly this character who suddenly appeared in a shocking way.

The man's figure is tall and slender, but his clothes are torn, his body is stained with blood, and he can hardly see his original appearance, new and old scars crisscross his body, and a few places can see Sensen's white bones, and milky white silk threads manifest out of thin air from the surroundings, and they are dragging into his wounds, stitching them autonomously like needles and threads, countless gossamers converge around the man's body, as if repairing every one of his external injuries, but the next moment, they are all dissipated by an invisible force, the man blinked tiredly, lowered his head, There was a faint hint of a wry smile, fleeting, so that Liu Fuling almost thought it was an illusion.

The man didn't seem to make any effort, he took a step, just one step out of the hole, the whole environment trembled slightly because of his movements, the rain of blood evaporated before it could fall on his body, and streams of blood-red smoke filled around him.

Liu Fuling looked at the man quietly, but the man seemed to be ignorant as if he didn't exist, and the boy himself seemed to be imprisoned again, not moving, Liu Fuling somewhat understood his situation, so he only quietly watched the man's every move, doing his duty as a bystander.

Since the appearance of this man, the world seems to have gradually changed a little more vividly. And the sense of power shown by the man is even more awe-inspiring than the magic knife Huangquan.

Suddenly, the pouring blood rain went backwards, turning from falling to the ground to returning to the sky, as if something was pulling, tilting the blood rain in the sky and lifting it suddenly.

Endless raindrops flew into the sky and hung overhead, and a cold killing machine spread across the sky.

The man who had been calm suddenly had to be angry, and his arrogant arrogance soared straight into the sky, he stood still, stretched out a hand, and a cyclone appeared in the palm of his hand, which instantly stretched and elongated, turning into a narrow blood-colored long blade.

Magic knife "Yellow Spring".

The man made an understatement at the condensed rain in the sky, and the countless rains seemed to be erased out of thin air, as if they had never appeared, without a trace.

It is really an understatement of the knife, in Liu Fuling's eyes, the man does not seem to use even a little more strength, this knife is completely aimed at the rain hanging above his head, mysterious and indescribable.

The blood rain with inexplicable murderous intent was easily broken, but what followed was an even grander and majestic evil thought, crushed from somewhere in this world.

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