Chen Yu left very smoothly, and the resurrected mummy had no intention of chasing him, and even if he did, with the help of the Qingjian Swordfish, he couldn't catch up.

It's not the sea, it's the ocean!

Compared to the sea, the ocean is larger and more extensive, and it is definitely more difficult to find people in the ocean without a certain goal.

After all, the legend of the sea god is far away, Chen Yu is still moving in the direction originally formulated, he has already decided, since there is no clue, then he is looking for it, while feeling the environment of the ocean.

In fact, Chen Yu is also a little depressed, how to resurrect this kind of thing to meet him honestly, last time it was a bird swimming fish, this time it was a mummy.

His luck was a little too good.

Playing with the small and delicate Moling Knife, Chen Yu gradually felt a little sleepy, April stood beside him at some point, watching him close his eyes and fall asleep, his eyes moved down, April also saw the glowing Moling Knife, his eyes were confused.

"March...... March....... March ........"

In the darkness, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the immature and longing voice echoes one after another.

"Three.... Month..... Who's that?"

It was a world shrouded in darkness, and the deep colors rendered everything, but at this moment, with the sound of doubt, the outline of a figure was vaguely revealed.

Black, black, black, there is no color in this world except this color, but there is a voice, there is a dialogue.

"Even if you choose the end of hell, I will face the world with you. ”

"No, no, no, you can't die!"

"I want to, I want to hear the sound of your leaf flute again. ”

"When the six wings of darkness are unfurled, Satan, the Lord of Hell, gives you power, and you will reign over the whole world. ”

One sentence after another made Chen Yu's unfamiliar voice sound, there were men, women, longing, desolation, majesty, and even a unique domineering.

Chen Yu, whose figure was hidden in the darkness, was stunned, and for some reason, when those voices sounded, his heart that was closed by himself seemed to be liberated, revealing complex emotions again.

"Shut up!"

Chen Yu roared blankly, and he was stunned the moment the voice sounded, what was wrong with him, why was he so out of shape?

However, his words seemed to have an effect.

The intermittent echo of the sound began to fade away, until at last the world was so quiet that only he was the only one.

Chen Yu gasped heavily, greedily absorbing the oxygen in the air, he warned himself to control his emotions, suppress his emotions, and not be dominated by emotions and lose the initiative.

His body trembled violently.

Suddenly, with a "snap", the pitch-black world made a sound like glass breaking, and a face that made him strange and familiar appeared out of thin air.

The blood-red hair, the curls of white hair bouncing on the forehead, the eyes that were already hollow, as if they had lost all color and emotion.

Who is he?, Chen Yu asked in his heart.

He was March, and an inexplicable answer surfaced in his heart.

In an instant, Chen Yu's figure emerged from the darkness, and the figure of March on the other side also emerged from the darkness, the tight jacket, and the six wings of the fallen sky that made Chen Yu's eyes widen and spread behind March.

His pupils contracted suddenly, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and a palpitating sensation instantly grew from the depths of his heart, spreading to his entire body at an alarming rate.

At this moment, Chen Yu seemed to be grabbed by the throat, and his face gradually turned red because of the loss of oxygen.

"Who are you?" asked March on the other side, his voice cold and boneless, without a trace of emotion.

"I'm Chenyu. Chen Yu replied, his eyes met the March opposite, the scarlet changed, and Chen Yu's flushed face was put on in horror in the next moment.

His eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel eye was unusable, and the feeling of emptiness seemed to tell Chen Yu that he had never had a writing wheel eye.

This is enough to make Chen Yu feel creepy.

"No, you're March. The pitch-black six wings spread out and landed on the feet of March, stretching out their hands towards Chen Yu, and the pupils of the two reflected each other's figures, "You are me, I am you." ”

"No, I'm not you, I'm Chenyu!" Chen Yu pushed away March and said in a panic, his body staggering back a few steps because of excitement.

He didn't believe all this, he thought that the person in front of him who claimed to be March was talking nonsense, and even if he used unimaginable power to lock his eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel, Chen Yu couldn't believe this fact.

It's illusion!

Yes, it must be because of the illusion that the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye is not in the talent!

Chen Yu forcibly locked on to this result like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw.

But the solemn voice fell from above, telling the same thing everywhere, "You are March, you are me, you are Satan!"

The voice was incredulous, as if it was an absolute truth that could not be changed or paraphrased.

Chen Yu was sweating profusely, and this language directly invaded his cranial nerves, as if it was forcibly altering his memory, his cognition.

His eyes widened, but he found himself standing on a white stone brick, the darkness around him disappearing silently.

A boxy silhouette formed in front of him, then resembling a sealed space, with a background of petals slowly rising out of the air.

Immediately afterward, the image became clearer and clearer, two figures, a man and a woman, the boy was holding a bruised girl in his arms, as if she had lost her life, squatting on the petal floor, holding the leaf flute with both hands and pressing it to her lips, playing music that made his eye sockets gradually replaced by crystal.

Finally, the boy realized that the girl in his arms had lost his life, and the sound of the leaf flute began to carry his sobs, and he trembled with the body holding the girl, and tears quietly dripped from under his face covered by bangs, "Pap, papa".

There is also the desperation of the boy in the crispness.

Chen Yu looked at it blankly, but he didn't know that when the boy was in tears, he also left a crystal that was listed as a taboo.

He saw the boy roar up to the sky, his thin body wrapped in a jacket bulging and "banging", and the black wings pierced his clothes and unfurled.

At this moment, Chen Yu seemed to hear the roar of the beast, and he immediately figured out what the sound was, it was the roar of the dragon!

He once fought against Jiaolong, and almost wiped out the whole army because of it, which was very impressive.

In the video, the distance between the surrounding environment shook, and the ground, the sealed space, all emitted a mournful sound at the moment, they were broken into pieces, and then formed into a sharp blade that shimmered with cold light, floating quietly behind the boy.

It was as if he were their king, and they were waiting for their king to give orders.

- Floating Lives!

But at this moment, the sharp blade is more than ten thousand, dense, and has long been exceeded.

"Sasa!"

The pitch-black six wings finally vibrate, the flying black feathers fell, and the sharp blades sprinted against the boy, and the moment it was approaching, it decomposed, and the "collapse" seemed to be clasped on the boy's body.

In an instant, the boy was wrapped in deep armor.

The six wings behind him spread out at the same time, slowly taking him and the girl into the air, the space around him was ethereal due to the decomposition, a low roar was heard, and a black dragon about 100 meters long broke through the earth, revealing its hideous fangs behind the boy.

The boy's body trembled, and the girl's head twisted to reveal her face.

Chen Yu looked at it in a daze, his already dull pupils were even more dull at the moment, he gritted his teeth and trembled and made an intermittent sound, "Four...... Four...... April ......"