Chapter 275 This Son is the Emperor, and the Society is Destroyed (4)

But they seem to have life, purposefully gathered together, and then headed in the direction of the burial.

In the blink of an eye, they were directly inside the main hall.

The civil and military officials all had frightened faces.

Some shouted loudly, some frantically avoided the streamer, some were very curious about this scene, and some were even more bold to spy on the pure and immaculate power in it.

There was chaos in the main hall, screams of escape, footsteps. The voices of the people were discussing and the sound of lightning that came from the galloping of several streamers.

I saw that the streamer did not attack anyone in the main hall, but went straight towards the dust burial.

This power is definitely not in the world.

At this time, the dust burial knew that this streamer came from the sky, so he understood something in his heart.

He really believed in one heart.

The eyes of the dust burial reflected the streamer that was getting closer and closer to him.

Instinctively, he began to retreat, dodging.

I always felt that these streamers were coming at him, and this streamer seemed to be gentle, but when they were close to him, Chen Zaihe sensed the majestic power in them.

As soon as Dust Burial thought about it, before he could come back to his senses, his body instinctively made a move and immediately dodged sideways.

It's just that these extremely powerful streamers did not give up there, but went towards the location of the dust burial again.

Dust Burial didn't care about a small costume, so he quickly took off his coat, and at the same time kept dodging the chasing streamer.

This prophecy is true.

It's just that now that he has become the emperor of this country, there is no turning back.

Perhaps, maybe he can break such a fate?

Several golden streamers instantly converged within his body into a long golden fish-like object.

After watching the winding, this golden light directly submerged into the eyebrows of the dust burial.

In less than a moment, Dust Burial felt as if some force had been stirred up in the platform, like a storm and clouds, and everything was forced into this golden light.

After a few fights between Dust Burial and Streamer, he still couldn't dodge it in the end.

I saw several streamers hitting the dust burial directly, and the dust burial only felt that the world was spinning.

I saw that the streamer quickly annihilated in his body. After that, the streamers began to flow around his body.

This force appears extremely quickly. But in the blink of an eye, the Lingtai was once again full of power.

Dust Burial felt a little recovered, but the next second he felt a tearing sensation that was even more painful than before.

He felt as if his head was no longer his own.

Dust Burial felt that the power of his spiritual platform was immediately exhausted, and even his own body began to gradually become weaker and weaker, and finally even became a little weak.

However, he immediately felt that the fortitude of his spiritual platform had become void, and it seemed that another force had emerged directly from the core of his spiritual platform.

He could see that this power was black, but when he looked closer, he realized that this power was actually black and red.

Both forces want to devour each other, but they seem to be comparable.

They fought in his altar for a few moments, and still couldn't tell the winner. Completely devoured

Finally, after a while, the power of the black and red directly swallowed up the golden fish-strip-like light, causing the golden rays to turn black.

Because there are two different forces in his current spiritual platform, and both of them are extremely powerful forces that are engaged in fierce battles.

The magical power of the black and the red wanted to devour the golden light.

And that golden light had the same purpose.

This power soon overflowed from the burial platform, but in a moment, a layer of black mist that seemed to be real and virtual was shrouded in his body.

As this black qi diffused, the body of the dust burial began to change more.

His eyes began to turn black to red, his back was already numb, and his thick black hair had already turned black and red.

However, the pain of the dust burial did not disappear with it, but it became more painful than the previous feeling.

The black and red power gradually began to consume his mind, as well as his skin and cells.

The whole physical and mental pain does not have to be easy.

It looks terrifying, like a devil who has smuggled back to earth from hell, bloodthirsty, murderous, and ugly.

Plus

The civil and military officials on the field were all frightened.

In the blink of an eye, the pain in his back was numb. It was as if something had burst out of his back.

It turned out to be a pair of fleshy wings covered with spikes.

The wings began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye. And the entire body of the dust burial also began to appear the demon pattern that only the demon clan has, and the demon pattern is very thick and long, spreading directly from his heart to his neck and cheeks.

The hot blood slipped out of the white fingers of the dust burial, and the next second the heart was swallowed into the stomach by the dust burial.

By this time, a large part of the crowd had already run out of the main hall.

At this time, all the people who were still in the main hall were buried in the dust and had their hearts dug out in just a moment.

The priest on the side was well-informed about these aspects, and as soon as he saw the appearance of the dust burial, he immediately thought of something.

At that moment, the priest shouted, "Run." ”

Before the words were finished, the priest had already been directly hit through the heart by the dust burial, and at this time, the dust burial was holding the hot, blood-drenched red, vaguely beating heart in his hand.

The sound of the wind in my ears was so sad that it seemed to be mourning something, and the whirlpool in the sky was getting bigger and bigger.

As time passed, the whirlpool grew larger, and at the same time it gradually moved in the direction of the burial.

As soon as the dust burial came out, the dark clouds on the horizon turned into a ball, directly showing the appearance of a whirlpool cloud, and the surrounding wind was even more rustling.

Dust Burial didn't seem to be able to speak, only to let out a beast-like roar.

His eyes, as terrifying as they were, had lost their former brilliance, leaving only a hollow and void full of violentness.

In a short time, he had already reached the top of the head of the dust burial.

And the black mist of the dust burial body was also constantly and involuntarily absorbed by the dark cloud, that is, after the black mist entered the clouds above the sky, it turned into a silver-white lightning and slashed straight at the dust burial.