The rumbling sound finally exploded in the city at dawn, because not long ago, Feng Yan organized a wave of breakthroughs, and a team of people took his own handwriting to the nearest city to dispatch soldiers, which also made the people outside the city unable to sit still anymore, the formation warlock accelerated to complete the formation, and three or four fireballs smashed towards the city, although the guarding warlock also launched a formation confrontation, but there were still three fireballs exploded in the city.

Countless civilians were killed and injured, and the streets were in chaos, Chen Zimo was also shocked, he looked into the distance through the prison window, but he could only see the black smoke floating over the city, and that direction filled his heart with unease. The fireball ignited the city like a brazier waiting to burn.

At this time, a flying knife shot in from the wooden fence in the corridor of the prison and hit Chen Zimo's feet, Chen Zimo turned his head, only to see a black shadow flashing and disappearing around the corner.

Chen Zimo opened the note behind the flying knife.

"The bookstore was destroyed, but no one was spared. ”

The hand holding the note kept shaking, his grandparents were still in the bookstore, none of them were spared, none of them were spared, how much he hoped that this was fake, how much he hoped that this was also a lie to him, just like he had been deceived in the past.

At this time, his last hope, the corners of Chen Zimo's eyes were a little moist, as if there were tears, but he couldn't shed at all, without Xiao Yun, without relatives, without everything, the world began to turn black and white in his eyes.

The coldness in his heart, the pain in his heart, a feeling of nausea made his stomach cramp.

In the darkness, in the dark will, countless pitch-black trees began to grow, and the pitch-black shadow began to appear on Chen Zimo's body.

He stretched out his hand, and the dark shadow spread over it like a vessel, and a talisman on the table in his room in the governor's mansion glowed, and a crimson sword appeared little by little in the light, until the moment it all appeared, a buzz flew out of the air, and the red sword fell into Chen Zimo's hand through the wall of the prison, and the wall also became shattered at the moment when the sword passed through, turning into dust little by little.

He had only one thought now, to go to the bookstore.

When the light of day was bright, the city gate was finally smashed open by a fireball, and all the guards converged behind the city gate, Ling Feng stood at the front, and next to him was Sun Yun, and only a few dozen zhang away, it was a person many times larger than them, led by a person with a white mask, who confronted Ling Feng.

"Surrender, stop making unnecessary resistance. The masked man said with a sneer.

"Bold thief, your fate will be extremely tragic, and the court will not let you go. Ling Feng shouted loudly.

"It's a pity you can't see it. After saying that, the masked man waved his hand, and the array warlocks in the crowd behind him began to manipulate the array again, and the huge fireball gradually formed in the air.

At this moment, a thin green mist rose under Ling Feng's feet.

"Look!" shouted somebody.

Only then did everyone realize that a green mist had suddenly risen in the city. "Zimo, it's Brother Zimo. Sun Yun reacted immediately.

Soon the fog enveloped the entire city, and under the power of the green mist, the fireball that was about to take shape was pressed smaller and smaller.

"Young master. ”

Ouyang Lou, who was standing in the distance, waved his hand and signaled not to disturb him, he didn't care about these rabble, he could stand out from the city at any time if he wanted to, but everything in front of him made him feel shocked after experiencing this battlefield.

"What a terrifying and amazing 'qi' this is, which can envelop the whole city, is he alone, or is there someone else to help?"

And Yu Bing, who was hidden in the city, was even more surprised, he was familiar with Chen Zimo's 'qi', this was not wrong, the fog that enveloped the city was full of that person's 'qi', which was difficult for even him to achieve.

"How much potential does he have!"

It's just that everyone doesn't know that in fact, this is not 'qi', but the power of 'field'.

"Who?" the masked man shouted.

Soon a cloud of green mist condensed at the gate of the city that fell, and after the green mist dispersed, one more person appeared out of thin air, a person with a red sword in his hand, and his eyes were red, and the pitch-black aura made this person look like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" said the masked man, and three more talismans turned into fireballs and smashed at the man, but he didn't expect the man to avoid it, and the fireballs kicked off the billowing fog and plunged the battlefield into dust.

The dust fell, but he saw that the man's clothes and pants were full of holes, and a little spark was still burning on him.

At this time, even a stunned person could see the abnormality of this person, let alone the people standing on the battlefield.

"Fireball, who put it?" his voice was unusually cold.

Everyone didn't feel anything obviously, and the masked man closest to Chen Zimo had already begun to tremble, it was an indescribable feeling, just looking at each other, the masked man was like falling into an ice cave, contempt, contempt for everything, he felt like an ant at the moment.

"Is it the fireball that you ~ put off?"

His voice sounded again, hoarse, cold, lifeless, like a demon crawling out of the abyss, a ghost chasing his life, the shaking mist was constantly swaying, windless and automatic, with a low breath of despair, the masked man who couldn't stand it anymore shouted a few darts flew out of his cuffs, and at the same time turned and ran, he only thought about getting as far away from this demonic person as possible.

But before he could take a few steps, it was dark in front of him, and there was only a buzzing sound in his ears, and everyone saw that the masked man's head fell to the ground, and his body actually ran back a few steps, but soon he fell to the ground one by one, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into dust, and there was no blood.

No one saw him swing the sword in his hand, and they didn't even see him move, whether it was Ling Feng on the side or outside the city, they were all stunned.

"This, is this a person?" the person next to Ouyang Lou whispered.

Ouyang Lou squinted his eyes and stared at Chen Zimo, who was standing in the middle like a ghost, secretly shocked, with such strength, among the strong people he had been accustomed to seeing on the battlefield since he was a child, I am afraid that there were no more than five people.

"Arrows?" the people outside the city shouted, and only then did everyone react, and soon countless arrows shot towards Chen Zimo.

His heart is like a tree, and the more the tree yearns for the light in the heights, the more its roots will go downward, toward the earth, into the depths of darkness, until it spreads to the deepest places.

Chen Zimo still didn't move a step, countless pitch-black trees rose from the ground, sharp branches pierced the soil, and those sharp arrows were like mud on earth in front of these strange trees.

Some of the stray arrows shot into the guard's side, and some even shot at Ouyang Lou in the distance, Ouyang Lou opened the folding fan with a bang and then waved, and those arrows fell weakly in front of him.

At this moment, an arrow shot out from Ling Feng's side, heading straight for Chen Zimo's back, and he was about to be shot, but he was immersed in anger and didn't realize it, and a voice came from his ear: "Be careful!"

Chen Zimo turned his head and saw that a black shadow fell towards him, and he helped the person, it turned out to be Sun Yun, and at this time Sun Yun had a sharp arrow in his chest.

"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun!" Chen Zimo, whose hands were covered in blood, woke up from his anger.

Sun Yun grinned at him with difficulty, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. Just as Sun Yun fell, Ouyang Lou also jumped into it, and with a folding fan, he knocked the person who released the dark arrow away, and died on the spot.

"Damn, you all deserve to die! meanness is just a trick of you weaklings, and the price to pay for it is to be ruined. ”

Madness took over most of his consciousness, and as such, he willingly fell into the abyss of darkness and turned everything to naught.

The mist also began to stir as the pitch of each byte of his voice changed, and the majestic mist turned into a giant dragon, roaring silently, and everyone who stood in the green mist felt a chilly chill, a cold that did not belong to the height of summer, a chill that was more piercing than winter.

The dragon rushed towards the terrified crowd outside the city, and they began to flee in all directions. And the dragon formed by the blue mist tracked everyone who fled like a god of death, and everyone who touched the dragon turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, and a terrifying figure stood at the head of the dragon.

In the blink of an eye, there are countless ice sculptures standing outside the city.

"This kid won't kill the anxious eye, even kill us!Young master, let's leave first!"

Ouyang Lou quietly looked at the magnificent dragon, as if he hadn't heard any words, as if admiring a work of art.

And at this moment, among the scattered crowds outside the city, a flame rushed straight into the sky, and the dark cloud was also shaken open by the firelight, and it shook violently, and a unique fire dragon suddenly rose, and on the fire dragon also stood a person, a man dressed in gray clothes and a tattered leather armor, with a silver-white terrifying mask on his face.

The two faced each other in the middle of the battlefield, the blazing fire dragon roasted the surrounding earth and cracked, the surrounding air seemed to be scorched, and the fire dragon roared and roared.

"Great, great, this trip to Heluo is fantastic. "Ouyang Lou is crazy, he has changed from gentle and elegant, but he is crazy.

The guards beside him know the temperament of their young master, the young master does not love money and treasures, does not love power and beauty, but the yearning for power is an unattainable obsession.

Ouyang Lou happily kept knocking on his hand with a folding fan, and suddenly seemed to think of something, crushed a piece of wooden ornament in his arms, and a ball of blue light wrapped him and the attendant behind him, and then used the folding fan to squire a little.

"Let's go, let's look at it in another place. ”

And on the battlefield, Ling Feng had already retreated with Xiao Yun in his arms, he knew Zi Mo's character very well, so he was ready to press the tragedy that appeared today, and then talk to Zi Mo after everything calmed down, but he didn't know how to leave the news, and now, with that kind of power, he naturally knew that he couldn't intervene, so he could only take people to retreat from the battlefield first and leave this place to Zi Mo.

"The fireball~ Did you put it?"

The man in gray shook his head and did not speak.

Chen Zimo waved his hand and shouted, "Then get out!"

But the man shook his head, and instead stepped on the fire dragon head and took a step forward, drawing blue "qi" marks under his feet, and at the same time, four black talismans protected his side.

Suddenly, Chen Zimo began to tremble, and the powerful pain made him kneel down on one knee at once, while his right hand was firmly propped on the dragon's head, covering his eyes left and right, and his body was about to enter the limit at this moment.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up at the man, and the right hand that was originally covering his eyes pointed at the man. "I don't want to kill you, go away!"

I saw that at this time, Chen Zimo's ears, mouth and nose were constantly dripping with dark red blood, his right eye had become as black as ink, and he couldn't see the pupil at all, and his left eye was already bloodshot, but at least he could see that it was a human eye.

This is, the man suddenly laughed, the laughter was so harsh in Chen Zimo's ears, and his expression was deeply hidden by the mask. "Yes, it seems that you already have a sense of who I am?"

"If this has nothing to do with you, go away immediately, Mr. Lan. Chen Zimo stood up again, and at this time his neck was already covered with green tendons, and the black marks were crawling up little by little.

"Yes, yes, it's better than I believed, it's painful to see you, it's very uncomfortable! That kind of heart-rending pain, it's very good!"

This sentence is like sprinkling another handful of salt on Chen Zimo's wounds. The furious Chen Zimo harnessed the dragon transformed by the green mist and rushed away, and the fire dragon leaped into the air. After swooping into the air, Chen Zimo caught up with the sky, and the two dragons were entangled again.

"I'm going to kill you!" Chen Zimo roared, the blood from the corner of his mouth cutting into the mist.

Mr. Lan was still roaring: "When you go through the deepest sorrow, you can become a real strongman, and this world is born from this, and therefore destroyed." A chain of fire rose from Mr. Lan's hand and locked the green dragon deadly.

The green dragon writhed unwillingly, roaring angrily, just like Chen Zimo at this time, the red chain burned the green dragon.

The screams, the moans, the wails are endless, why I haven't done anything bad, but it's the end, I just want to be an ordinary ordinary person, why don't I even deserve to know the truth about the death of my parents, why my relatives and friends are leaving one by one, why, why.

The feeling of powerlessness filled his heart again, as if he had fallen into a sticky paste, no, I didn't want this, no, I didn't want this.

If the strength is not enough, if the despair is not enough, then he is willing to fall into an even deeper and bottomless abyss, even if he will be destroyed in the end.

Black earthworm-like wriggling marks instantly covered his face, and at the same time, a layer of black mist also covered the dying and struggling green dragon little by little like armor, and the red chain made a sizzling sound under the black armor-like mist, as if it had invaded acid.

Mr. Lan frowned, the feeling that rose from the bottom of his heart for the first time, it was a kind of fear, a sense of fear in the face of the unknown like a sea, and then three more chains of fire were born in his hands, locked over, and the black dragon roared, broke through the chains, and rushed straight towards Mr. Lan.

Mr. Lan jumped to his feet and left the fire dragon, which was entwined by the black dragon, and soon the fire dragon was strangled alive.

At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, everything was shaking, and the earth made a loud rumbling sound, Chen Zimo turned his head to look, only to see Mr. Lan standing in the distance, only to see him wearing a cloak and laughing up to the sky.

"Happy, happy!" With that, his hands reported to the sky, and suddenly the wind surged, and countless unclear talismans flew from his body, and the talisman scattered red light. "Ants are alive, and they should be used for me. Extinguish!"

A word extinguishing shook the sky, only to see the ground suddenly wail suddenly, it turned out that with the red light of the talisman lit up, the besieger fell to the ground, and then a blood light also soared into the sky, and countless red talismans seemed to dye the sky red.