Closing his eyes and listening to the heartbeat from inside Zhou Li's chest, the corners of Lu Yuanwei's mouth hooked up a smile, and the slender and slender staff sword in his hand was slowly raised, and in the crazy tremor of countless resonant silver foils, it aimed at the void in front of him, and suddenly knocked out!

Bang!

A low sound like a drum burst out of the air, spreading, and sounding with Zhou Li's heartbeat, once, again, again!

In the process of running, Zhou Li's face turned blue and pale, and he felt his heart beating wildly in this low voice, beating wildly with the accelerated beat.

His feet slowed down a little, at the cost of being scratched by Zhu Teng's bullet on his shoulder.

Zhou Liqiang endured the tremor that spread in his internal organs, gritted his teeth, and began to run wildly again.

In the muffled sound that spread out from Lu Yuanwei's hand, the resonance of Ruowu connected with Zhou Li's heart, until finally his heart beat wildly to the point that it was almost irrepressible.

With the beat of blood and heart, it resonates with the human heartbeat and blood circulation, until the rhythm is raised to the highest point, and the enemy's heart bursts like a balloon!

And before that, the enemy's blood will slowly boil in turmoil under the shock and intensification of resonance, and even if he does not die, he will completely lose his combat effectiveness because of the crushing and heavy bleeding of internal organs.

With the amplification and induction of the tuning fork in his hand, Lu Yuanwei has achieved this degree almost unbelievably.

In the past, dozens of Lu Yuanwei's enemies had all died under the same trick, if it hadn't been for the sound wave that interrupted his and Zhu Teng's heartbeats, even the two of them would have been involved in such a terrifying resonance.

And in the depths of the dense fog, Zhou Li's footsteps suddenly stopped, he opened his mouth to spit out sticky blood, the anger in his eyes lit up, and in an instant, he locked the direction of the sound wave's arrival, and raised the weapon in his hand.

Gunshots rang out, bullets whistled, different from the usual gunshots, this time the 'saints' actually set off layers of terrifying screams.

The high-pitched voice seemed to tear a person's eardrum, and all the air in front of the bullet was compressed into a high-speed air blade that shot out in all directions in a strangely shaped, whistle-like bullet.

Everywhere he went, there were mottled marks on the ground, and everything cracked apart as if it had been slashed dozens of times.

The "saints" named after 'Simon' have the attributes of 'wind and atmosphere' to cause destruction!

With a sharp voice, the 'Saint' slammed into the front end of the staff sword, and exploded, countless waves of qi burst out from the middle of the impact, spreading in all directions, canceling out each other with the resonance that surged madly in Lu Yuanwei's hand.

Until the end, Lu Yuanwei's footsteps retreated dozens of steps one after another under the huge impact, his shirt and arms were cut into cracks by layers of shattered air blades, and blood seeped out from half of his body, which was extremely hideous.

At the last moment, Zhou Li interrupted the heartbeat in Lu Yuanwei's hand, but he almost reached the end of the crossbow. The blood that was almost boiling in the resonance was seeping out densely from the broken capillaries and pores at the moment, and Zhou Li's appearance was also not much better.

Feeling the heart beating wildly in his chest finally slowly returned to its original state, Zhou Li gasped with difficulty, breathing in the cold air as if he was suffocated, feeling that he had reached the brink of collapse.

By this time, the last of the thirteen 'saints' had been left - the dying 'Son' on the cross, which represented martyrdom and sacrifice.

It was a force to die with the enemy, but no matter what, Zhou Li didn't want to cut off his life so easily, even if this battle might not be able to be won.

With the ability of the first stage, the battle with the two third-stage abilities lasted for such a long time, Zhou Li had already reached the limit, but ...... "It's not over yet." ”

He struggled to support his body, watching drops of blood seep out of his facial features and run down his cheeks, and suddenly laughed hoarsely.

Slowly and with great difficulty, he stuffed an ordinary bullet into the stake, Zhou Li slowly propped himself up, staggered out of the hidden obstacle, and raised his head to look ahead.

In the spread and squirming of the miserable white mist, the figures of Lu Yuanwei and Zhu Teng stood in front of him.

"Wait a minute."

Zhou Li propped up the wall, a complicated smile appeared on his bloody face, and he made a difficult voice: "I have something to say." ”

Lu Yuanwei looked at Zhou Li, who could barely see his original appearance, and his eyes were cold: "Want to live a little longer?" Or are you ready to surrender? ”

With difficulty, he took the crimson rosary from his wrist, Zhou Li held it in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face: "You want this, right?" ”

Lu Yuanwei looked at his smile, and his heart suddenly understood, and his voice softened: "Hand it over, I won't kill you." If you're willing to work for me, it's not impossible for you to get a share of the subspace stuff. ”

Zhou Li propped up the wall, panting as hard as he could, and made a difficult voice: "Is it? Sounds really good. ”

Coughing violently, he spit out sticky blood from his mouth again, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve helplessly, he raised his head, and the smile on his face covered with blood became more and more pleasant.

"It's a pity, I don't want to, what should I do?"

In the next moment, the crimson rosary slipped from his palm, and the pitch-black muzzle of the crematorium rose upward...... In an instant, a trace of surprise and anger appeared on Lu Yuanwei's face: That guy actually wanted to ...... Want to destroy the 'key'!

Looking at Lu Yuanwei and Zhu Teng's angry and surprised eyes, Zhou Li smiled extremely happily and comfortably, even if he was so miserable that he was about to die, he couldn't help but feel indescribable pleasure in his heart.

Want to either? You've come all the way here and died so many people, that's what you're doing, right?

You must want it, right? It's okay, you can beg me, come and beg me.

But even if you beg me, I won't give it to you.

Old! Child! Only! Be! No! To give! You!

You bite me?

At that moment, a fierce wave of sonic resonance and bullets with flames and frost glows roared, setting off layers of air waves in the dense fog-covered air, as magnificent as the tide of the sea.

And at the same time, Zhou Li, with a mocking smile, pulled the trigger.

The scorching bullet flew out, carrying Zhou Li's blood, and slammed into the rosary that had already been stained with viscous blood.

In that moment of light, the rosary seemed to radiate light, the color was as bright as blood, scarlet and dazzling, and it was intoxicating.

And the unstoppable mutation has begun!

The first was the sound of the shackles shattering, the roar that made the entire city tremble in that moment, and countless miserable white mist gathered from all directions like a tide at that snap of a finger.

The wind suddenly rose, sweeping through layers of white mist, like a cloud surge, engulfing Zhou Li's figure, and then forming a tornado that rose into the sky. A furious shockwave swept out in all directions, tearing apart the tide of resonance and sweeping away the flying bullets.

The fog that covered the entire city seemed to be pulled by an invisible palm, setting off layers of violent waves.

At that moment, between the 'subspace' of the 'world' like a reflection on the surface of the water, a power like a drop of water burst out, setting off layers of ripples.

In between, the boundaries that could not be crossed were disturbed and vanished by the ripples; The real and the unreal overlapped, merged, and became one at that moment.

So, under the circumstances that no one expected, the door of subspace was finally opened!

When the tornado of mist that rose into the sky finally slowly dissipated, in the diffuse mist, Zhou Li's figure had disappeared.

Where he had been, countless mist was pulled by the power of the subspace, forming a black hole-like white vortex.

Lu Yuanwei's eyes flashed with irrepressible anger, and he muttered in a low voice: "He actually opened the door of subspace. ”

Zhu Teng stared blankly at the huge whirlpool in front of him, sighed after a long time, and turned his head to look at him: "What should I do?" ”

"We've been preparing for so long, and it's not for it?" Lu Yuanwei sneered: "Since he opened the door for us before he died, I don't mind chasing him in and taking his life with the entire subspace." ”

Bringing up the 'tuning fork' that had been restored to its original state again, Lu Yuanwei walked towards the whirlpool without hesitation: "Let's go, this temporary whirlpool can not be supported for a long time." ”

Behind him, Zhu Teng looked at Lu Yuanwei's seemingly calm appearance, but sighed silently in his heart: It's ...... Are you stunned?

…… In the endless mist, the sky and the earth were indistinguishable from the thick fog, and the only thing that could tell the difference between the upper and lower parts of the sky was the stream of light that shone in the sky like a river.

In the empty sky, the light came from nowhere, gathered into a river, ran through the sky within Zhou Li's line of sight, and then extended to unknown places.

That's it...... Is the legend a constant of chaos that runs through all the subspaces?

Zhou Li lay on the ground, opened his eyes covered in blood, and stared blankly at the sky.

At this moment, after being swallowed by the whirlpool, he fell from mid-air and smashed to the ground without any buffer, causing his body, which had already reached its limit, to suffer heavy damage again.

At this moment, he is so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to move.

Gasping for breath, he felt a sharp pain coming from his limbs and skull, like a tiny blade running through his body, bringing a convulsive pain.

It's just that now Zhou Li can't even convulse, and if he can, he wants to let out a painful moan - but just maintaining his hard breathing is already something he has done with all his might.

It seems that this time, is it really a game to play?

Skin, flesh, bones, and even internal organs were battered, and blood was constantly flowing from the wounds, spreading with a hot and humid temperature over the pale earth made of something I don't know what it was.

The spirit has also reached its limit, and the empty soul can no longer squeeze out a little spiritual power to activate the ability...... It's just that at this time, even if you can use your ability, there's nothing you can do, right? It does seem to be terrible.

Zhou Li smiled bitterly and looked at the sky blankly, but, to the point of being unlucky, there should be nothing worse than this, right?

Soon, this extremely unscientific world slapped him heavily and told him seriously: No, there is!

(To be continued)