When Ling Xiu arrived here, he only saw corpses with broken arms and legs everywhere, colorful internal organs, bloody intestines, and lifeless faces full of pain, fear, and lifelessness.

"Yo he, Seventh Brother is here!" Mo Luo Yanke looked at Ling Xiu and smiled coldly, his expression playful, revealing a cunning charm.

The eighth child got up from the ground and ran towards Ling Xiu desperately, when he came to Ling Xiu's approach, his body seemed to be drained of the last trace of strength, and he knelt on the ground with "plopping", all the grievances turned into tears of pain and hatred: "Seventh brother! ”

Howling and crying, he poured out on Ling Xiu.

Seeing this old eight, Ling Xiu knew that something bad had really happened.

"Get up and speak!"

With his support, Lao Bacai barely stood firm, pointed at Mo Luo Yanke and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "This brute, he killed the pigskin, he killed the pigskin!" "Thinking of the tragic death of the pigskin, Lao Ba's spirit almost collapsed, and he couldn't wait to swallow Moroyanke alive.

Hearing this, Ling Xiu only felt that the heavens and the earth had turned upside down, which was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for him.

grabbed the collar of the old eight: "What did you just say?" Pigskin...... Is the pigskin dead? ”

Lao Ba howled and cried like a child: "What I said is true, the pigskin and Cao Ju are both dead, and they were killed by the monk as a beast. ”

What the......

Receiving confirmation, Ling Xiu's eyes widened, and he let go of Lao Ba's collar and took a few steps back.

The pigskin is dead!

How could he die, how could he die?

Everything around him was gone, and Ling Xiu felt like the world was spinning, as if his soul had been stripped of his body, and he couldn't accept the news that Pigskin was dead.

"Impossible, more than an hour ago, the pigskin was still alive, eight, are you lying to me?" Ling Xiu's face was hideous, and he yelled at the old eight.

Lao Ba shook his head sadly, how could he not want to be lying to Ling Xiu, but ......

He couldn't say a word, and all that was left of a big man was weeping and weeping.

Ling Xiu's eyes were also red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Tang Xiaomo and Zhang Yifei supported him left and right, although the two of them didn't know who the pigskin was, they could guess the important position of the pigskin in Ling Xiu's heart, otherwise Ling Xiu would not have been hit so hard.

Seeing him as if he had lost his soul, Tang Xiaomo's heart was like a knife: "Love vegetables, you don't want to be like this!" ”

Ling Xiu acted as if he hadn't heard, his gaze was dull, hollow, and unfocused.

"Seventh brother, my good seventh brother, what's wrong with you, are you so unacceptable to the death of the pigskin?" Moroyanke laughed sarcastically, his expression hypocritical.

Hearing his voice, Ling Xiu's pupils shrank sharply, instantly becoming as sharp as an eagle's eye, and the cold glow shone: "You are not a monk, who are you?" ”

"Of course I'm a monk, but I'm not a monk before, my good seventh brother, it's not been long, you shouldn't recognize me." Moroyanke laughed coldly.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ling Xiu's face condensed, his right foot stepped forward, scarlet eyes emerged, and a powerful coercion rolled out from him, sweeping the audience, Zhang Yifei and Tang Xiaomo were both pushed away by this coercion.

The rest of the people swallowed their saliva with difficulty, cold sweat swelled like a waterfall, and they thought in horror: In this era, monsters are really mass-produced!

"He's a Bloodynight!" A loud response came.

Looking up, Yu Wenfu walked over with his hands behind his back and walked over with tiger steps accompanied by Lu Pei and them.

Bloodnights?

Ling Xiu was slightly stunned, and looked at Moro Yanke again, he had the same scarlet crescent-like pupils as when he went berserk, and his face was covered with some kind of ancient evil spell like when he went berserk.

Mo Luo Yanke turned around, his scarlet gaze swept towards Yu Wenfu, and said with a cruel smile: "If my guess is correct, you are the person of the Protoss who used to exert the power of the mind before, right?" ”

"That's right!"

Yu Wenfu nodded and replied sonorously, "As far as I know, after the great war between the two clans twenty-six years ago, there is no pure-blooded blood night clan in this world, where did you come from?" ”

"I came from hell, and I have only one mission in life, and that is to send the people who participated in the killing of my clan and your gods to hell."

Moroyanke stretched out his hand and clenched his fists tightly, and the monstrous killing intent and evil aura permeated from his body, making everyone present sincerely feel a tremor from their souls, and they looked like crazy.

At that time, he was only a seven-year-old child, the Protoss and the major powers broke into their territory of the Blood Night Clan and went on a killing spree, whether it was the old and weak, women and children, they were all poisoned by them, he was forced to fall off the cliff, although he was lucky not to die, but he lost his memory, escaped into the empty door, and became a monk, until today, twenty-six years later, he has not recovered that memory.

That's mission and hatred!

All those who are capable deserve to die, and all the people of the Protoss deserve to die!

"I'm going to kill you all, not one of you, none of you, haha...... Hahaha......" Mo Luo Yanke pointed at Yu Wenfu and laughed loudly, laughing to the end, he was actually crying, full of pain and hatred.

"Return the pigskin!"

At this moment, Ling Xiu burst out like a mad beast and pounced wildly towards Mo Luo Yanke, in an instant, all the prohibitions on his body were opened, the ancient evil spell spread from his neck to his face, his black hair turned purple, his right hand became claws, his nails were black and sharp, like ghost claws, and the target was directly Mo Luo Yanke's throat.

The killing intent is as cold as ice!

Sharp claws like snow!

The news of Pigskin's death made Ling Xiu almost lose his mind, and the only thing in his mind was to tear Moro Yanke to pieces.

Mo Luo Yanke's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "It's good to come, let's start with your wild ~ species!" ”

Let out a crazy laugh, the blood-colored aura on his body skyrocketed, Mo Luo Yanke instantly turned into a demonic beast, took the initiative to meet Ling Xiu, and suddenly burst up, and the swinging iron leg exploded with thunder, hitting Ling Xiu's abdomen accurately.

Everyone didn't see what was going on, but Ling Xiu felt it clearly.

There was a heavy kick in the abdomen, the intestines seemed to be stirred together, the pain was unbearable, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of sticky blood burst out, and Ling Xiu's body was in a "C" shape, flying backwards like a cannonball.

"Love dish!" Tang Xiaomohua's face was pale.

Chu Liyue was stunned.

Nanxun was stunned.

Lu Pei, Pan Changyun, Leng Mo, and the Bai sisters were also stunned, Ling Xiu's strength was beyond doubt, but when facing this pure-blooded Night Clan, he was knocked away with one move, which ...... This......

"Lao Ling!"

Zhang Yifei roared, running like a football goalkeeper, and then a tiger pounced to stop Ling Xiu who was flying.

But Ling Xiu's speed was too fast, even if he used all his strength to intercept it, he still couldn't land safely, and the two of them flew out of the wall together and fell into the Phantom City, listening to a loud "bang" sound, smashing the ground into a big pit, and the dust suddenly filled the air.