I laughed, said no more, and walked on, as I stepped on the corridor, it was like stepping on a fast-moving elevator, and I was instantly taken to another place, and the Irian Yin and the Guardians behind me must have been taken to another place. In front of me was a crimson door, hidden and waiting for me to push it open.

Abandonment twitched slightly in my body, and I knew that this was where the Lord was.

The moment I reached out to push the door, my consciousness was a little sluggish, and sure enough, it was the last moment, and finally it was the end. I came to my death with the determination to break the cauldron and sink the ship, and the Lord probably didn't know it, I never really believed that I would live, and I never thought that I could really defeat him by my own strength. At this moment, I am like a madman carrying a time bomb on my back, and I came here to die with him.

I withdrew my hand that had stayed on the door, and kicked it open, and there was nothing to fear, as Abandonment had said, and many things had already been written. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you look at that prophecy or not, and the real outcome may be known to everyone.

Destruction is my strength, and it is also my destiny that I can't escape.

However, the lonely spirit in front of me, who is surrounded by black, should be destroyed, perhaps destroy him, and those lonely spirits who died at his hands can be resurrected. I'm going to kill him anyway.

The Lord didn't look up at me at all, seemed to be napping there, and didn't seem to look at me at all.

"I'm here to kill you, on behalf of the vast number of lonely spirits. On behalf of the lonely spirits who died innocently. I said out loud.

The Lord chuckled and seemed to hear a funny joke, saying, "Don't think that you can kill me if you are a child of darkness." I will never die, invincible. ”

"You'll know the results right away!"

For the first time, I took the initiative to attack. The blood flower was no longer beautiful, it was so bloody that it was almost hideous, just like my ugly heart at the moment, and the hatred was constantly expanding in my heart, almost bursting me.

The blood flower swelled rapidly, and the petals continued to stretch. Turning into two long arms, they rushed straight at the Lord with lightning speed, and opened their bloody mouths at him. I could almost hear the bloody laugh.

The Lord let out a contemptuous sneer. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, the entire room was plunged into boundless darkness, with no beginning, no boundary. Only eternity.

The blood flower was instantly engulfed in the darkness. The shattered blood was restored and regenerated in an instant. and struck the Lord in darkness faster and fiercer.

Maybe the spirit stone can help me. The power of the cemetery is extraordinary, and this power may be the key to defeating the Lord.

I took out the spirit stone, but I was surprised to find that there were a few drops of dirty blood stained on the transparent spirit stone body, which was extremely dazzling. The moment my hand touched the spirit stone, I heard a slight explosion sound inside, and those few drops of blood bloomed into blood flowers, twisting my body strangely. Just in that moment. The spirit stone became dull and seemed to have lost its spirituality.

Could it be that he just activated the blood flower and used the power of the cemetery contained in the spirit stone to make the spirit stone tainted? The power of the graveyard has made the purity of the spirit stone unprecedentedly improved. But my spiritual power is the power of the children of darkness of all evil, and the two must be opposed. Perhaps it was under the collision of this power that the power in the spirit stone was destroyed, if this is the case, the power of the cemetery in this spirit stone may not be able to be activated.

I tried to inject spiritual power into the spirit stone, and this spirit stone lay indifferently in the palm of my hand, like the most ordinary stone, without any spirit at all.

Sure enough, those who have blood on their hands cannot touch this holy power. At such a critical moment, even the spirit stone betrayed me. I thought of the little fairy who died for this power, and I felt sad for a while, but there were no tears in my eyes. When you choose to move forward, there is no way back, and even the softness in your heart is abandoned. All feelings can be poisonous.

Suddenly, a hand was tightly clamped around my neck, and at that moment, I could not see or hear, and even the strength in my body seemed to be gone.

What about my blood? Where did it go?

The force on that hand increased a little more, and my consciousness became more and more blurred. In a trance, I actually felt that I was the blood flower, that blood flower was me, we had become one, from the inside out, my heart was also full of resentment and hatred at the moment, a bloody picture floated through my mind, I looked at them, and instinctively felt enjoyment, a kind of enjoyment of cruelty. Killing, how wonderful.

The oxygen around me became thinner, and my body seemed to get lighter.

Am I going to be a container? A container without consciousness, without thought, only killing?

The dream that Ning Zijin created flashed in front of my eyes again, I was face to face with that me, she was me, not me, her eyes were dull, there was no light in her eyes, she just mechanically raised the blood flower in her hand and aimed at the next target. At her feet were the dead An Yin, Ai Rui, and those guardians, and the next one was Qi Yan. There seem to be some threads on her body like puppets, threads that are being manipulated, and the end of the thread is the sneering Lord!

I was awakened by a shiver and felt the pressure on my neck as I met those night-black eyes, and slowly, I raised my hand and tried to push it away.

I can't die yet!

I let out a low roar, and a bloody flower bloomed on my fingertips, turning into the most venomous thorn, stabbing at the hand without mercy. In the midst of a scream, I was able to breathe freely again.

I don't want to be a container! Don't become a puppet manipulated by the Lord!

My eyes, ears, and even my whole body were burning, and at this moment I was no longer me, but a complete weapon. I could clearly feel the direction of the Lord, and everything was clearly unfolding before me. I let all around me bloom with blood flowers, and they were no longer soft petals, but the sharpest weapons with hard thorns. Under my control, all the blood shoots in that direction, and with all my strength, I will die with the Lord who is hiding in the darkness.

The screams of the Lord shook the whole darkness. The cry was bitter, then hateful, and finally a threat.

"Children of Darkness! I'm underestimating you! (To be continued.) )