Judging from the current scene, it is almost as if the other party is deliberately making this scene in front of the three of them, just to let the three of them watch it。。。。。。 Watching Feng Shenwei being slaughtered?

“。。。。。。。。 Damn, what the hell is this for? ”

Everything in this world has a reason, not to mention such a painstaking kill, it can't be just for fun.

"Fear!"

Yao Yunzhen was cold all over his body, his upper and lower teeth bumped together, and his voice seemed to be frozen by frost: "It is to deepen the fear, make us feel a strong sense of oppression of death, and plant an irresistible shadow in our hearts。。。。。 ”

"Death is not the most terrible, but this kind of hopelessness as if no matter how you escape, it is useless, and this sense of despair waiting for death is the most terrible." Yao Yunzhen's brows furrowed tightly, he felt the deepest malice from the darkness, and that terrible enemy.

His intuition told him that there was a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him in the dark, and it was a deep-hearted, cruel devil who was in a corner of the darkness.

"Damn bastards————"

The delicate man's face was bubbling with green muscles and veins, and a steaming mist appeared above his head, and his face changed pale for a while, as if he was on the verge of collapse, and roared angrily: "Come out, come out for me。。。。。 ”

He stepped on his feet, his body jerked to a halt, and he slammed into the place where a corpse had flown upside down.

Bang bang bang 。。。。。。

The wind sent the leaves to tremble, and he scurried around like a mad flea, and his body was full of afterimages.

"Hehehe。。。。。。 What a fragile will. ”

The playful sneer was filled with cruelty and indifferent contempt, and a deep voice seemed to come from the dark and desperate hell, and in the next moment, a robe with a red cloud on a black background appeared.

It was an unusually majestic, majestic, terrifying figure, and as soon as it appeared, the entire forest seemed to fall into some kind of unbelievable silence in an instant.

It was as if there was an endless black mist enveloping from all directions, and the black mist was rolling, looking like the grimaces of countless unjust souls were roaring hideously, roaring viciously, and wailing in despair.

"This kind of murderous 。。。。。。 that seems to be embodied" Yao Yunzhen's pupils suddenly contracted into a pinpoint wheat mang, and his heart seemed to stop beating, as if he had been pinched by a powerful giant hand.

"Is it a human or a ghost in front of you?" The old man with triangular eyes was even more unbearable, the hairs on his whole body were trembling, and every cell was transmitting the most instinctive fear of danger in human evolution, which was the fear of a low-level predated creature for a creature at the top of the food chain, "How many people has this guy killed?" ”

The astonishing murderous aura stimulated his nerves, and his mind seemed to present bloody scenes, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a scene of hell full of bones。。。。。。 For the first time in his life, the old man with triangular eyes hated his somewhat mutated eyes so much, because he could feel the great horror in them more clearly.

"It's like。。。。。。 Moving with a hell, but how is that possible。。。。。。 The triangular-eyed old man's eyes had begun to turn a little white, and he felt that if he continued to look at it, the whole person would be blind, and his soul would collapse and sink into the boundless darkness.

"Hey, this pair of eyes."

The hoarse voice was like thunder, exploding in the ears of the old man with triangular eyes, his whole body stiffened, and a pair of blood-colored eyes were reflected in front of him, the black kaleidoscope was like a portal to hell to attract and devour his whole spirit and will, and the white vertical line on the other side seemed to be about to divide his soul into two.

"Ahhh——————hhh

An unconscious scream came out of his mouth, and the old man with triangular eyes hugged his head violently, and his mind was like a tsunami impact, and countless strange images passed through his mind like slides, and he swore that he had never seen these pictures, but these pictures were like real experiences, and the purpose of the experience emerged from the depths of memory。。。。。。

No, not the depths of memory, but more like the deepest part of the bloodline, like someone who sealed this memory in their own bloodline, and now they are stimulated by some kind and finally awakened.

It hurts, it hurts。。。。。。

The triangular-eyed old man's eyes widened, his consciousness seemed to be sluggish, his headache was splitting, his eyes were completely white, and his head was tilted, and he passed out.

No one knew that in the first breath of the coma, what appeared in his mind was a man with a grim face and a pair of snow-white eyes.

"Elder Chiyu?" Yao Yunzhen was startled and exclaimed.

And at this moment, the most frightened person is not Yao Yunzhen, nor is it the old man with triangular eyes who has passed out in a coma, but the man with a beautiful appearance.

He was like crazy, his feet were in a hurry, his whole body spiritual energy was running wildly, and the two palms of his hands pierced with a cold light like a blade, and one by one the entire palm of his hand collapsed like the blade of a juicer spinning wildly.

"Knife tornado!"

The two knife wheels were like dragons, frantically hooking each other's skin, and before the sword dragon could reach his body, he saw that the frontal flesh on both sides of the opponent's neck had begun to go down, deeply dented in.

And then, there is no then。。。。。。

The sword dragon rolled wildly, his robe hunted, and he seemed to see a fiery cloud burning in front of him, filling the entire field of vision.

And his own pair of claws were brutally stopped, sticking to the other party's neck, and the touch from the palm of his hand did not seem to touch the flesh and blood of a human at all, but like a hard and rough rock, a cold and hard meteoric iron.

And his own pair of claws were brutally stopped, sticking to the other party's neck, and the touch from the palm of his hand did not seem to touch the flesh and blood of a human at all, but like a hard and rough rock, a cold and hard meteoric iron.

Obviously, it has been encountered, but the bone and flesh porcelain is really tough, even if the top layer of thin skin is not broken.

"Should I praise you for your courage or do I think you're stupid?"

A deep and hoarse voice woke him up from his astonishment, and then, what he saw in his eyes was a ruthless and cold face, and the corners of his mouth curled up like a sneer of death, "Can't wait, want to die?" ”