Chapter Eighty-Five: The Lord of the Fallen City (I)
The instantaneous sharpness, like a blood-quenching blade, was originally expressionless in the legendary god's eyes, but at this moment it showed a faint color. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"It's the blood of the king again, it seems that the previous induction is indeed not wrong." God looked up and sighed softly, and it was impossible to hear what kind of emotion he had in his tone.
No matter what the weather forecast is announced, no one can stop it from raining if he wants it, and no one can change it if he wants a clear sky.
Anyway, the facts are here, and as for what you want to do, you can only make up for it. The god hesitated, clapped his palms, and soon there was the sound of footsteps on the huge spiraling staircase.
Seven neat people, each wearing a different style of clothing, a combination of five men and two women, suddenly appeared in such a majestic place, it looked a little abnormal.
"Tell the executors to pay attention lately." He hesitated for a moment, and the struggle in his eyes was unknown to no one except him, "Tell them that they have been less involved in big and small things lately." Remember, when this matter is passed on, you must be strictly guarded, otherwise no one will be able to save you. ”
"Yes." The seven people nodded seriously, their faces were also serious, but their eyes were a little naughty when they looked at the so-called god. It's been a long time since I've seen such a serious gaze, what happened to make that legendary immortal man so nervous.
But they won't know that it's the first layer now, the place where they don't even want to spit on their saliva.
In mid-air, the pitch-black light was like thousands of troops, and tens of thousands of people fell neatly like wheat under the pitch-black sword light.
"As I said, today is my vengeance. I don't like people threatening me, but if you talk about the conditions, we are all here to live, so all this will not happen, I am still myself, maybe I will never believe that I am such a person. Wu Yu touched his face and smiled a little miserably, "We are actually all devils in hell, but I want to deny it, I want to be a person, a quiet person." ”
"But I'm sorry, everything today is from your hands." Wu Yu looked at the young man before, and at this moment, he was holding Song Qing's hand, and he had unconsciously let go.
Myself... What exactly did you just do? The young man looked at Wu Yu in horror, like a desperate little mouse, looking at the black cat that was looking at him with bared teeth.
Wu Yu is right, all this is caused by himself. He clearly had a chance to leave, but he was a human being, and he was even more of a devil, and his huge greedy desire made him unable to stop him. So he chose to move on, and it was he who forced Wu Yu into a corner, so that the latter had to make a decision.
Wu Yu fell lightly in front of him, and the smile on his face made people feel nothing. Is it a sneer? But there is clearly mercy. If it is pity, then the killing in his eyes makes anyone look at it with chills.
"I was wrong... I really know it's wrong, Wu Yu, you... Can you go around my life... I really don't dare in the future. The young man looked at Wu Yu, the corpse behind him, the fresh blood was slowly flowing under his feet, and he could even feel the warmth of the blood when it flowed into his shoes.
This time he was really scared, why did he do it, where is their opponent a person, that is a real demon, and they are just imps wandering around in hell.
At most, their existence is just to scare the newcomers who have just come to hell, but the real devouring still needs those high devils to be able to do it.
"Do you know it's wrong?" Wu Yu looked at him and said softly, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to whom, "But you should have heard that since you did something wrong, then there must be punishment." If you don't even get punished for doing something wrong, then you'll probably make a mistake again next time. ”
Wu Yu smiled softly, and the young man hurriedly replied, "Yes, if you do something wrong, you should be punished." How are you going to do it? Chop off my hand, if yes, then I don't have to do it myself, I can do it myself. ”
Wu Yu was a little surprised by his words, it seems that in order to survive, these people can really do anything.
Wu Yu shrugged his shoulders, "Since you want to live so much, then I don't want to say anything, and I don't want you to do much, just give me your life, and I will spare you this time." ”
The young man raised his head, the whole person was stunned, he didn't even react, the seven deadly sins were like a living black dragon, soaring into the air, and then violently slammed into the ground. In an instant, there was a huge wave of qi, disgusted blood was like a bright red wave, and the sharp sword qi was hidden in this bright red blood, tearing everyone into countless pieces.
"This is supposed to be human nature." Wu Yu sighed, he couldn't understand what real human nature was, as if he couldn't understand what the Seven Deadly Sins were. He didn't want to kill, that's what he said, and that's what he thought.
He really doesn't like to kill, because every time he kills, he has a feeling of being one step closer to the devil. But this time, maybe it's the only time, it's such a pleasure to be able to kill people.
In the gladiatorial arena of 100,000 people, under the power of Wu Yu's sword, no one will resist, and in the entire gladiatorial arena, all the floating is rich blood. Wu Yu inhaled lightly, and the blood qi entered his body, and it was warmly attached to his body, so that Wu Yu's body, who was cold, finally had a trace of temperature.
A slash, a fall. More than 30,000 people have died under Wu Yu's sword, and the entire gladiatorial arena seems to have become hell, where everything is dead because their hearts are dead. Angered by such a demon, how could they have a second possibility besides death?
Wu Yu held the sword in his hand, like a ghost in the dark night, shuttling back and forth in the gaps of the crowd, and the seven deadly sins were in his hands, cutting the throat of a person. Everyone tastes the fishy sweetness of their own blood, and then dies with nothing left, along with memories related to him.
Wu Yu swung his sword again, and a large number of people even took the initiative to meet their bodies. Anyway, I'm going to die, do I really have to live a little longer? Experience what it's like to count down your life. (To be continued.) )