Chapter 802: Advent

Millions of miles away in the black sky, a streamer of light swept by. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Inside the floating shuttle, Qin Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and the writing wheel eyes were spinning faintly, evil and bloodthirsty.

At the same time,

In the depths of the Qingyu Dragon Pond, a pair of eyes also suddenly opened, empty and deep.

Sen Bai's demon body, like a perfect sculpture, was quietly suspended in the air, and dark red blood lines leaked out of the void and burrowed into his skin.

"Gurgle!"

A strange sound came from the chest, like the sound of running water, but it gave people an unusually oppressive and dull illusion, like the moment when the levee was breached by a flood.

The blood threads suddenly broke one by one, and he opened his mouth gently, as if he had a full burp, and countless black smoke spat out of his mouth, like a drop of ink falling into a cup, and instantly dyed the water in the cup black.

The 2-meter-tall body slowly rotated, gradually turning from hanging horizontally in the air to standing vertically in the air, a trace of black qi enveloped his body, turning into a black tights, and then a blood-colored cloak embroidered with a black moon covered his whole body.

Mori Bai's face began to squirm slightly, as if he was undergoing some kind of delicate surgery, his eyebrow bones were slightly tilted forward, his eyebrows were slightly elongated and thinned, and three hook-shaped markings appeared at the center of his eyebrows.

The others have not changed, but the temperament of the whole person has changed dramatically in an instant, as if he has changed a person in a trance.

The former is nine points similar to Qin Hao, while the latter, in an instant, there is not even a point left.

Although there is still eight points of similarity in appearance, what is strange is that there is such a feeling that no one who sees him and Qin Hao will think that he and Qin Hao will have anything to do with him.

It's really evil.

The eyelids were wriggling, the throat was gently stirring, and a very vicissitudes of life and a quaint voice came out.

At first glance, the intonation sounds normal, but when you listen closely, it seems that each syllable vibrates like a magnet, and you can't help but listen carefully.

The voice seems to have some kind of magic, not echoing in the ears, but directly in the heart and even the soul of the person, as if there is a deep voice, abruptly echoing in one's own mind.

That's what the voice said.

"I walk on the earth of sin and bring the judgment of sin。。。。。"

"I return from the abyss of death with hatred and destruction。。。。。"

"I don't enter reincarnation, I shuttle through the cracks of time and space, bringing death and tranquility...

"I sit on a lonely throne, holding the authority of order and creating a new kingdom of God。。。。。"

It's like some kind of ancient legend, more like some kind of eternal oath, across the long river of endless years, vicissitudes, mystery, majesty, indifference...

At first, the voice was a little mechanical, as if it did not have the slightest emotional color, like a kind of ritual reciting a manifesto, and gradually, the voice was still indifferent, but there were more ups and downs, as if mixed with a hint of human color.

Just a trace, in the last sentence, like the finishing touch, makes the whole sentence suddenly come alive, like, the original meaning of the last sentence-

"Advent !!"

There are only two words, but they seem to be enough to say everything!!!

"What sound?"

The white-faced general and the tower general were stunned at the same time, and the whole body shook in place, and the pupils contracted violently.

A minute passed, two minutes passed, and three minutes later, the white-faced general slowly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the general of the tower who was covered in cold sweat on the side, and said in a solemn tone: "That voice。。。。。 It made me feel like my heart was pounding. ”

"What kind of person, pretending to be a ghost."

General Tieta adjusted the helmet on his body, his brass bell-like eyes showed a fierce color, and he said heavily to the white-faced general: "People, it must be inside, let's go in." ”

Suddenly!

A black mist poured out, straight into everyone's field of vision.

The cold and demonic aura seemed to be pervasive, and it immediately made everyone shiver.

The two of them immediately turned around, and saw a figure floating out of the black mist, his whole body shrouded in a black moon blood robe, his face was pale, and his eyes were 。。。。。。

Empty, but as if there were endless whirlpools swirling, devouring the light around them.

"Blind?"

The white-faced general was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he saw that the black fog was everywhere, and all the soldiers stood in place, and the eyeballs of his eyes were already as white as dead fish.

"All dead!"

He gasped and spun around in place, and there was a dead silence as far as he could see, and tens of thousands of scattered soldiers actually died within a breath.

Silently, only he and the tower were left.

"Who are you?"

His throat was a little dry, and it was only at this point that he reacted violently, and from just now, the sound of their speech could be transmitted normally.

。。。。。 Hell, why didn't you notice it just now?

With his alertness, he wouldn't even be unaware of this kind of thing, but not only himself, just now, the tower didn't react at all, which shows that 。。。。。

A trace of cool air rushed up directly from the soles of his feet, and he stared at the man in front of him deadly, and slowly raised the bronze sword in his hand.

Swish!

The ground trembled, and the tower rushed out like a cannonball, and even brought a black light all over its body, and almost at the same time, the white-faced general was shocked to see that the body of the tower seemed to be hit by an invisible giant hammer, and his body stopped suddenly, trembled several times, and then flew back upside down at a faster speed.

Thundered!

The surface of the water shook violently, dozens of boulders were smashed, and just as the white-faced general was about to move, a face suddenly thrust in, and his cold breath pierced his cheek like a steel needle.

His heart was so frightened that he stopped breathing, and the man's face was already pressed against his cheek.

As soon as his scalp exploded, he encouraged the spiritual energy of his whole body, and with a flick of his wrist, the bronze sword swirled around and slashed towards him.

The terrifying psionic energy fluctuated, overflowing with brilliance, and the surrounding sea water was like a solid mirror, cracking tens of thousands of cracks, and the remains of the boulders within a radius of a kilometer turned into powder at the same time.

And then

A finger, as slender as a woman's, lightly touched the blade of the sword.

The bronze sword that could hit the Holy Rank hard or even kill it with one slash was blocked by a finger, without a trace of smoke and dust?

The white-faced general was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes.

It must be a hallucination!

"Click!"

With a palpitating crisp sound, countless spider-like cracks cracked on the bronze sword。。。。。。 (To be continued.) )