It didn't take long for Zheng Ming and his party to enter the enchantment, and with Adolf's figure, if they just occupied the sky above the enchantment, the dragon's head was facing the direction of the spatial crack.

Shadow Mo and the others also looked at the dragon's head, and on the horizon, those black substances were shrouded like spider webs, and there was a tendency to extend to this side, and the space crack was even more black without a trace of light.

From time to time, a drop or two of ink falls from the sky and drips into the waterfall.

The water column was cut off, and there was no more source, revealing the rocks inside, and Yingmo and the others looked at the scene behind them in shock.

If you really want to describe that kind of strange picture, you can make two metaphors, like an oil painting being stained with ink and spreading rapidly on rice paper, directly covering the original tone, and the second change is like a piece of cheese stained with sulfuric acid and quickly corroded.

This is exactly what the waterfall was, and after being contaminated with this drop of black ink, it spread rapidly, and then covered the rocks, and under the black ink, the rocks were rapidly eroded and softened.

Of course, a drop of ink can't make the whole mountain rock achieve this effect, and as the more ink there is, the faster the mountain rock melts, and this process develops silently, until finally, the mountain rock is razed to the ground.

This is the beginning of the development of black ink from corroding the sky to corroding the ground, and the ink in the sky began to fall one after another, some into the lake, some into the bamboo forest.

The strange thing is that after the black ink falls into the lake, it becomes a vacuum, and instead of being refilled by the lake, it leaves a deep pit, like a transparent pipe inserted vertically into the lake, leaving the water of the other lakes.

However, the truth is not so simple, and the amount of ink falling into the lake has also begun to increase, and this phenomenon is no longer just accidental, and all the ink that enters the lake has caused this situation.

The same is true of the surrounding bamboo forest, where there are countless potholes between the surface of the water, the earth and the lake, which are stained with black ink.

This is not the end of the story, after these potholes appear, they will spread for a few seconds, this spread is all-round, from above and down, if those potholes are circular, then in these few seconds, the range of these circles is rapidly expanding, and inside the circle is endless darkness.

"Master, look, there are a few spirit birds there!" Zheng Minggang had just had a preliminary impression of these black inks, and he heard Long Xin exclaim.

Not only him, but Yingmo and the others also looked in the direction of Loongson's finger.

Sure enough, after the earth changed, several spirit birds in the bamboo forest flew in panic.

There are two spirit birds that are more unlucky, as soon as they fly into the air, they are hit by the dripping black ink, and at this moment, it seems that there is a dangerous aura that spreads around with the spirit bird as the center.

Zheng Ming and the others, their pupils constricted, their breathing stagnant, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

After the black ink was contaminated with the spirit bird, it began to spread rapidly, if it was only like this, Zheng Ming and they would not be like this, and when they looked closely, those contaminated bodies disappeared out of thin air!

From head to toe, just disappear!

The spirit birds were disturbed, and more people flew up and fled, without exception, all killed!

There was also a slightly faster spirit bird galloping towards the enchantment, and seeing the black ink that was still spreading rapidly on its body, Adolf hurriedly let out a dragon groan, and it was only then that this situation could be contained.

It was also this spirit bird that Zheng Ming and the others saw the process of its disappearance.

The wings were the last to disappear, and before they vanished, they were still flapping.

"It's not erosion, it's annihilation!" Zheng Ming finally realized the horror of black ink.

looked at Adolf in horror, but saw that it was only a frightened look, but it seemed to have expected the terrifying power of these black inks, and its eyes were always looking at the lake, which were dozens of Terrans transformed from paper people. 27KK

What are they doing? Zheng Ming couldn't help but think.

In his field of vision, after Min hurriedly led these people to the lake, he stopped, and the originally crazy clansmen also quieted down.

Didn't they want to fight these things? Zheng Ming felt strange.

"Holy Son, look at those people. ”

All thoughts followed the ancient one's reminder and began to pay attention to these people's clothes.

The lake has long been the center of the spread of black ink, and these people have only run to the lake from the bamboo forest, and even those spirit birds have been dripped by black ink, how could they not have it.

It's not that there isn't, but that the black ink drips on them, and there is no large-scale annihilation, just like ordinary black ink sticking to their clothes, polluting every corner of their clothes.

Why is this happening?

If you just talk about physical strength, these human races may not be as good as those spirit birds, at least the spirit birds have aura in their bodies, and these people don't even have aura in their bodies.

It is precisely because of this that it makes people even more confused, why is this so?

Thinking about asking Adolf would not lead to anything, Adolf was now looking at Min Busy with all his attention, and his body trembled faintly.

Perhaps only Mo Mo was present because he was more innocent, so he was not afraid, but gently hugged its dragon scales, and his posture was very similar to when he usually lay in Zheng Ming's arms.

Ying Mo didn't know if he was looking, and he couldn't see his expression when he was shrouded in black mist, only that he knew that those black fogs had stagnated, and he must have been equally shocked in his heart.

When the world of Zhuyuan suddenly changed, the outside world was not calm.

To the north of Mutlands, Yu You had already evacuated with the palace master and the master, and the scattered figures were more like they were acting aimlessly, they seemed to be forming a circle and converging in the middle, if Yu You was still here, he would definitely find that the location where these figures gathered was the area where the black fog appeared before.

There are three figures standing in the treetops, one is covered with black mist, one is hiding a knife in his hand, and one is sitting down to play the piano.

When the field of vision moved closer, I could see clearly that these three people, their pupils were the same as those figures below, their expressions were all dissolved, but they were a little special in their movements.

In the early morning, there was a heavy fog in the forest, which was not conducive to seeing these figures, and it was only when the wind blew that they appeared from the fog.

These are the undiscovered "living dead" on the mainland, and those three are aggressive "meat sacs".

Far away in the elven sanctuary of the Eternal Night Forest, the Prophet leaned alone against the sacred tree, not like a pious apostle, but more like snuggling up to his friend.

"Old tree, do you say that if I die, will I change the world?" the Prophet murmured.

The sacred tree did not respond, but swayed its branches.

The leaves flew and swirled back and forth in the air, and then fell lightly to the ground, shining brightly with the light of the sacred tree.

It was only at the end that the Prophet sighed, "Why have you been reluctant to speak to me for so many years?" ”