Chilling truth!

The data on the system panel seemed to be melted away, and then a series of outrageous data slowly appeared, and an indescribable "black" emerged from Qin Hao's body, floating strangely, like a monster with life. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The space began to crumble, as if even the breath escaping from his body could not bear it, and it was swallowed into unknown particles.

This is the power of the time and space to tremble!

I can't tell if it's the depths of consciousness or the deepest part of the soul!

It's dark and dead!

Suddenly, two lightning bolts flashed, one red like blood, one black like ink, the space seemed to be illuminated in an instant, and countless white chains came from the end of the darkness, winding and entwining, long and boundless, churning endlessly, like nine hideous bone dragons, coming from the dark abyss.

Behind the Kowloon, there is a black coffin no more than 3 meters high and less than 1 meter wide, which is inlaid with countless seemingly simple and mysterious patterns.

The white chains were wound layer by layer, shaking layer by layer, like a dragon's tail, and the whole coffin was tightly wound.

From a distance, it looks like a nine-dragon coffin, and up close, it looks like a nine-dragon lock coffin, no one can tell what it is, and after the nine dragons, behind the silver lock, and after the black coffin, an altar that has been hidden in the depths was finally dragged out.

The altar was crimson, crimson, scarlet, and smelled of evil and blood everywhere, the altar was round, and there were countless ghost paintings crisscrossing the ground, and a cold red and black throne stood quietly in the middle of the altar.

And at this moment, on the throne that should have been empty, the darkness suddenly cracked a tiny opening, and a chain the thickness of a baby's arm silently drilled in, like a colorful little snake, sneakily probe after a round, and then shot lightning on the throne.

Behind the rift was an endless chain that reached into the depths of the void to a five-colored altar.

At the same time!

On the Zhongzhou Continent, standing on the altar of Tongtian in the sky, the red flames burst violently, and a red lightning bolt fell out of the flames and smashed into the center of the altar.

A dark and cold throne suddenly emerged from where the lightning had struck like an illusory shadow.

"What is this?"

Emperor Yu carried his hands behind his back, and the pair of eyes under the crown were like a pair of deep whirlpools, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

The master stared at the empty throne, but the expression on his face was strange and gloomy, and for a long time, the moment he was about to speak, the throne disappeared without a trace.

“。。。。。”

The Master's face changed, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from him, and he appeared where the throne had disappeared, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it fiercely into the void.

The space was torn apart, and a five-colored altar that had shrunk countless times was bathed in blood light, slowly spinning.

"Gone? Who is it? ”

A terrifying killing intent flashed in the master's eyes, and when he turned his head to look at Emperor Yu again, he returned to his previous calmness, and said lightly: "The projection of some kind of interference has long been erased!" ”

。。。。。。

Qin Hao's eyebrows split a faint vertical line, as if another eye had opened, and then, with this eye, he saw that a person stepped in in the darkness.

It's a red figure!

With a pair, scarlet eyes, tadpole-shaped magatama!

Is that a writing wheel?

"You... No, no, not exactly, but this breath ... ”

Qin Hao's brain was swollen, and he felt like he was about to swell, and he was not sure if what he saw or heard was an illusion, or some other picture.

The intermittent sound came to his ears, and the last thing he heard seemed to be two words!

Hehe!

A slender jade finger pointed at his forehead, slashed through his eyebrows, and then pierced his eye socket with a fierce finger, the cold and dead touch made him completely unconscious.

Qin Hao's body reached forward and slammed it to the ground, pressing a half-broken bamboo slip just under him.

Burst!

The woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down into the darkness like a kite with a broken string.

Not in an instant!

The woman staggered next to Qin Hao again, her skin seemed to be like a broken mirror, cracking countless fine marks, and her breath was also in extreme malaise.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body immediately appeared beside Qin Hao, and she suddenly opened the black umbrella to completely cover herself and Qin Hao below, as if to cover someone's peeping gaze.

"That guy didn't find out, but you thought he was dead, giggles!"

In the dark sea space, the black cracks were quickly filled, and everything returned to dead silence.

After a long time!

The woman stopped vomiting blood, slowly stood up, put away her umbrella, and stood next to Qin Hao, her eyes were extremely complicated.

"It looks like I have to go to Zhongzhou!"

The woman sighed and kicked Qin Hao.

Inside the Kwangseikaku!

A flash of black light!

Qin Hao slid out of the ground with a "whoosh", like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, slamming heavily into the white jade pillar, his bowed body suddenly straightened, twisted backwards, and almost folded in half.

With a flash of red light, it flew out of Guangcheng Pavilion at a gallop, and there were countless withered vines outside, which turned into a piece of fly ash when it was swept by the wind.

A minute later!

Qin Hao lay quietly on the ground, his little finger suddenly trembled, and a small cloud of "pitch-black" gas gushed out from Luo Fangjie.

A small lump, which looked like it was the size of a baby's fist, but like a living thing, carefully climbed up Qin Hao's back, rolled over the back of his head, and then quietly squirmed inch by inch into Qin Hao's single eye socket - it was the black writing wheel eye that was punctured by the woman's finger.

The shattered lens suddenly shone out with a black light, as if a blurred human face appeared in the black magatama, and then quickly disappeared.

Snort!

Like the sound of insects devouring flesh, a black air flow in the eye socket was gradually dissolving, and a perfect writing wheel eye was condensed again.

The red eyes, the bloody color, had an indescribable red in many places, and it seemed to have more of a cruel taste.

A round of Magatama!

Two rounds of Magatama!

Miwa Magatama!

The three-wheeled black magatama appears exquisitely and flawlessly in the eyes, the black eyes are bright, an unusual "black", and the beauty reveals an incomparable evil.

The writing wheel eye of the three hooks!

On the other side, under the closed eyelids, the white magatama and the cold one hung upside down, lonely and cold.