Although the deacon's expression was as usual, the paleness of his face could not deceive people.

"It's okay, it's nothing. The deacon shook his hand and said, "Leave me alone, go and help everyone clean up the remaining monsters first, so that there will be no more damage." ”

The lark nodded, put the deacon down gently, and instructed, "Childe first calm down and rest, and I will clean up the mess here." ”

"How many times have you said that when you go out, you want to call me chief? The deacon, who was lying on the ground, looked at the sky and was stunned. He didn't have any anger at this point, just looked at the sky and suddenly sighed.

No one knows what this sigh means. With this sigh, the deacon slowly closed his eyes and looked peaceful......

"Childe !!"

At this time, the urgent voice in the prison came, and she saw the deacon lying on the ground from a distance, motionless. This scene made her heart pinch up, how could this be? In her mind, the deaconist was the existence of a hero, not even inferior to Shura.

But how could it fall in such a place?

Hearing Chang Yixin's shout, the lark also glanced back. When he saw the deacon's tightly closed eyes, his eyes were finally red.

Yes!!!

With a roar, the lark rushed towards the remaining demons. At this time, he just wanted to vent his inner anger, and the object of this venting was naturally these ugly monsters!

However, no matter how angry the lark is, it doesn't give him the strength to kill monsters all at once. When he rushed at the demons in desperation, he suffered several serious injuries after slaying two demons.

However, the pain of the wound did not stop the lark, but made his anger even stronger. At this time, he just wants to kill these monsters, so he will not hesitate to pay for his life!

What will save his life, and in the future, he will witness the new world in the mouth of the childe. The person who said this has betrayed everyone in the most unforgivable way, and the world that everyone expects is only difficult to come at this time!

Then why do I keep this life for? Why don't you take these accomplices and go on the road with your son!

Seeing that the lark was crazy and disregarded life and death, the rest of the black-armored warriors were guarding him, and someone shouted, "Skylark, are you crazy!

"Ah!! don't want it!! what's the use of wanting this thing now!!" The lark's sword had long since lost its usual agility, and at this time it was just slashing with its strength without any way, like the splash of a street brawl.

Seeing that they couldn't be persuaded by the black armor, they had no choice but to try their best to protect the lark.

Although Chang Yixin was in a heavy mood at this time, when he saw the appearance of the lark, he still collected his emotions and came to the lark's side at once.

At this time, the sword of the Spirit King named Xuanfeng had already been collected by him into the scabbard at his waist, and a black short blade in his hand struggled to split several demons, and he grabbed the lark who was still desperate and shouted, "You cheer up!! you look like this, is it what Childe wants to see?"

"How do you cheer me up? Childe is dead, what's the point of living?" This was the first time that Skylark had cried out like this, which made Chang Yixin extremely moved and distressed.

"If we don't inherit his legacy, the future that Childe is looking forward to will really not come. Chang Yixin shouted softly.

These words calmed the lark's mood a little, but the fluctuating mist on his body indicated that he was still in a turbulent state of mind at this time.

"Take 10,000 steps back, you are so soft and desperate, if you can't kill these monsters, you will run out of blood and die of exhaustion!

Seeing that the lark was even more relaxed, she continued, "Don't say anything else, your life must at least be saved until you avenge Childe before giving it up, right? Don't tell me that Childe died at the hands of these monsters, I definitely don't believe it!"

Hearing Chang Yixin's three sentences in a row, the lark finally calmed down. He said in a calm but cold voice, "Senior, you're right. I'm going to slaughter that bird-beaked bastard, and that man....... to talk about death. ”

Chang Yixin came out with Mo Luo and the rescued Knife Society, Mo Luo looked at the deacon lying on the ground, and there was no expression fluctuation on his face. He sat down on the ground beside him, looking at the deacon, his eyes closed, with great interest.

Although the lark did not attack like crazy self-harm, the momentum at this time was even stronger than just now. Mo Luo, who was still looking at the deacon, raised his head to look at the lark, and whispered in his mouth, "There is such a talent?"

I saw that the white mist spread out around with the lark as the center, and even Chang Yixin was pushed away several meters away at this time. The lark's eyes are completely white at this time, as if there are flowing clouds swirling from them.

"You all get out of the way, although the seniors are right, but I still have to let these monsters bury Childe with my own hands!" The lark pointed his arm to the sky, and a slender cloud drifted from his hand towards the sky.

Then it merges into the clouds in the sky, and the clouds seem to be alive, at the command of the larks. As the lark's hand waved downward, all the clouds within a hundred miles converged above his head, turning into an extremely condensed white fist and smashing downward.

As it fell, the white gradually turned to dark gray, and a thunderstorm fell first.

After the thunderstorm, the cloud fist smashed into the demon crowd in front of him. The huge impact force formed a layer of air waves on the ground, blowing the surrounding people in clothes and hunting.

The black-armored warriors and Chang Yixin who retreated to the side, and even the people of the small knife guild in the rear were all stunned when they saw this scene.

The lark's cloud longitudinal technique is a secret technique, and only their clan will use it, and if they want to do it like this, to the point of turning the clouds and rain, and stirring the clouds, there may not be one in the clan for a hundred years.

In addition, the lark clan, now I am afraid that he is the only one left, and I am afraid that few people in the world can see this meteorological method.

Not to mention the even more ignorant prison guards, who were huddled in the corner, holding their guns and looking at the shocking scene in front of them, afraid that their minds were already blank.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

These ordinary people are only afraid that they only have this triple question from the soul in their heads.

However, such a blow was still not enough to kill these powerful demons. Although the demon was crushed to the ground by the impact for the first time, he gradually adapted to the pressure under the continuous impact and stood up.

They were enraged by such an attack at this time, and all the demons' eyes were focused on the lark. The scarlet eyes glowed brightly, and the roar could still be heard clearly in the surging clouds.

Seeing that the monster could still fight back under such an attack, and seeing that the monster was about to pounce on the lark, the black-armored warriors had to step forward to protect it.

However, he was stopped by Chang Yixin, and everyone looked at Chang Yixin in confusion. Chang Yixin didn't explain anything to everyone, and Mo Luo saw this scene and began to look at Chang Yixin again.

"This black-faced army has a lot of interesting talents. Morrow muttered under his breath.

Sure enough, the lark didn't use the help of others, but saw his hand grab forward and wave again. The approaching demons were swept away by the clouds that swirled with great difficulty, and the cloud fist that connected to the sky turned into a gray cloud pillar after falling, standing up to the sky and the earth.

At this time, the cloud pillar turned into a tornado under the movement of the lark, and the demons in it were gradually swept into the sky.

The lark's eyes were like the center of the storm, but he knew that it was not enough. Controlling the clouds in this way is his limit, and this limit is the limit of the former cloud sparrow.

But by this time, he had already realized in his heart. He wants to avenge the deacons with his own hands, and this level is obviously not enough! He has to be stronger, otherwise how can he avenge his son?

Yes!!!

The lark opened its mouth, but no sound came out. However, at this time, in the storm formed by the flowing clouds, there was a roaring sound like a shout, which was deafening!

The sword at his waist was drawn again.

The roar in the storm turned into a golden sound! After the Flowing Cloud Storm drew this sword, there was a faint sword light flickering in it.

As the rotation accelerated, the sword light became more and more, as if the storm at this time was completely composed of thousands of small swords. Looking further away, this entire cloud pillar connecting heaven and earth turned out to be like a divine sword inserted into the earth.

Kill the heavens and the earth, all demons!

Rumble!!!

The greatsword will fall, and the storm will return to calm.

When you look up, you will see that the sky is clear, and when you look down, you will be calm.

Whether it was the deacons lying on the ground with their eyes closed, or Mo Luo sitting beside him and looking up at the sky, or the members of the Little Knife Society standing behind Mo Luo, the black-armored warriors around him, and Chang Yixin, who also looked up and opened his mouth slightly.

Even the prison guards in the corners who had long doubted the world seemed to be still at this time.

If the only thing that doesn't fit in, that breaks this tranquility, is the crumbs that keep falling from heaven to the earth.

The pieces continued to emit black fog on the way down, and soon after they fell to the ground, they disappeared completely. It was all gone, and finally the lark fulfilled his previous promise, and single-handedly cleared these black monsters from the heavens and the earth.

The lark slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the gap in front of him and muttered, "Finally, I have the strength to help you avenge this." ”

Looking at Ma Rang's soft lark, Chang Yixin presciently supported him, and his tone was full of complaints, and there was a little concern.

"You kid! How many times have you said that you are not allowed to mess around! In case you can't hold on, I'm just afraid that your muscles and veins will be broken!"

The lark laughed miserably, "If it doesn't work, life is better than death." If it is done, it will be worth avenging the son. ”

Hearing this, Yixin's face also became gloomy, and her deep voice was mixed with a sharp edge like a blade. "Childe's business is your business alone, and if you want revenge, it's all of us together. ”

"Now can you tell me who did it?"

"That beaked bastard, and ......" The lark felt that the name weighed him so heavily that he couldn't move his tongue, and he couldn't even say it.

Until now, he still doesn't believe it, why did he commit such a betrayal?

"Let's clean up the body of the son and find a good place to bury it. Eventually, the lark diverted the subject. But just because he couldn't say it doesn't mean that others didn't say it.

A black-armored warrior whispered the name in his ear. After hearing this, Yixin's face changed in surprise. Like a lark, he refused to believe such facts.

But if she didn't believe it, she could only believe it, she took the lark's hand with a heavy face and walked back to the executioner. Looking at the man who seemed to be sleeping at this time, the black iron mask was cut open at this time, revealing the fairly fair skin inside.

Although there was no wound on his face, the wound on his chest was indeed shocking. No one had ever seen the true face under the mask, and at this time, a black-armored warrior tried to step forward to take off the broken mask for him, but was stopped by a lark.

"Childe didn't want to take off this mask when he was alive, and he probably didn't want you and me to take it off for him at this time. ”

"Just let him do this, I think Childe will leave in peace. ”

Speaking of leaving, everyone couldn't hold back any longer, and these people who had never been afraid of bloody battles sobbed one after another at this time.

Xu couldn't hear the tears of these people falling, Mo Luo coughed, turned his head to look at the deacon, and shouted, "Hey! Lie down again, they will all die of sadness!"