The place where Moroyanke fell was an ear of wheat, with him as the center, the ears of wheat around him for more than ten meters were broken and dumped, like a circle of wheat fields, he was lying on his back in the center in a large shape, bleeding blood from the corners of his mouth, and he was scarred.

Ling Xiu walked towards him step by step, his two claws exuded an evil and eerie aura, every time he stepped down, the ground was deeply imprinted with a footprint, and a blood-black evil aura rose from the contact surface of his claws with the ground, coupled with sharp bone spurs, hideous faces, dry claws and white metallic skin, how to look like an evil creature coming out of hell.

"Monk...... Monk...... Monk ......"

A hoarse and low, painful cry came out of Ling Xiu's mouth, like a terrifying magic sound, filling the entire space.

Everyone who heard this voice felt a wave of extreme sadness.

"Seventh brother!"

Lao Ba burst into tears, knelt on the ground and cried with a "poof", even if he was a zombie, Ling Xiu still remembered his former brother, and he couldn't accept such a change from a monk.

Mo Luo Yanke laughed slowly, like a maniacal laugh, in the midst of the wild laughter, tears also uncontrollably fell from the corners of his eyes, he remembered the picture of chatting and playing with Pigskin and Lao Ba when he was in the White Gang, and he remembered all the things that the four of them had experienced along the way, that was brotherhood, and it was the happiest time in his life.

But it's all over!

His memories are full of hatred and mission, he lived to kill the Protoss and the powerful.

Roar!

A roar exploded, and Ling Xiu, who was originally dozens of meters away, swept in front of him in the blink of an eye, and with a lift of his claws, he landed on his chest.

"Boom~"

The earth trembled violently, and the ground in a radius of more than ten meters collapsed.

Moroyanke spat out a mouthful of sticky blood with a "poof", and a deep scream of pain erupted in his throat.

Ling Xiu stepped on it again, the strength was stronger than the previous one, I don't know how many times, the big pit that had originally collapsed instantly expanded, the diameter suddenly reached a hundred meters, and the depth was six meters, looking down from a high altitude, it was like a huge cauldron embedded in the ground.

Hideous cracks are produced on the surface, and the yellow sand is flying in the sky, which is a strong visual shock.

The blood spit out by Moroyanke flowed all over his face, making him look particularly hideous and terrifying, he was not frightened at all, but laughed arrogantly: "The Blood Night Clan, invincible, invincible, thousands of years, and the sky will last forever!" ”

Every sentence and word is sonorous and powerful, like a bell stirring the soul, revealing supreme majesty.

As these words sounded, a powerful force woke up from Moro Yanke's body, his body skyrocketed, the surface of the green tendons bulged, he could clearly feel the blood flowing inside, his face was also undergoing huge changes, his facial features seemed to expand and stretch all at once, and his head, which was originally without any hair, instantly grew long black hair.

At this moment, although Mo Luo Yanke was not handsome, he was resolute, his face was as wide as a knife, the aura on his body was unusually powerful, and the blood-colored aura around his body had also turned into blood-black like after Ling Xiu's zombie transformation.

"Damn, he...... He actually knows how to solve it! ”

Yu Wenfu was shocked, his body couldn't help but tremble, the Blood Night Clan has a special ability, that is, "Solution", which can be understood as lifting the ban and improving their own strength, but not all Blood Night Clan people are familiar with this mystery, and only one Blood Night Clan person who can "solve" will be born out of every thousand.

The pure-blooded blood-night people who have not been "solved" already have terrifying combat power, and the pure-blooded blood-night people who have been "solved" are almost equivalent to the demon kings in a mythical world.

At this moment, two blood-red rays of light burst out from the pit, revealing a bloodthirsty frenzy.

Mo Luo Yanke grabbed Ling Xiu's claws on his chest with both hands and stood up stiffly, swept around in the air, and threw Ling Xiu out fiercely.

"Hahaha!!"

The sound of wild laughter filled the audience, the sound of rushing was eye-catching, and after the "solution", Moro Yanke completely turned into a terrifying beast, twisting and running wildly, chasing Ling Xiu who shot out, and before Ling Xiu landed, the body of the soaring ~ shot suddenly stagnated, and the clenched right fist bombarded Ling Xiu's chest in the most manic way.

The iron fist took Ling Xiu and swept through the space of several hundred meters, rushing towards the steel city wall, and a huge ravine appeared on the ground that swept away, the wind danced wildly, and the sand and dust rolled.

Rumble!

Ling Xiu's back and the steel city wall slammed together, the steel with a thickness of more than ten meters suddenly dried up deeply, and the outer part was protruding, and the entire city wall shook violently, making the defenders on the city wall unable to even stand steadily, and immediately some defenders flew out and fell among the countless tumbling corpses, and they were eaten by blood without even letting out a miserable howl.

"Poof~" A mouthful of thick blood spurted out of Ling Xiu's mouth, even if he was a zombie, he couldn't withstand such a blow.

Mo Luo Yanke laughed wildly, and slammed another punch into Ling Xiu's chest.

"Bang~"

The steel city wall was deeply sunken into a big pit, and Ling Xiu was embedded in it alive, unable to move.

"Hiss~"

A white mist rose from Ling Xiu's body, like steam.

Ling Xiu's zombie body gradually dissolved, his slender and dry claws contracted, and the bone spurs also retracted his back, slowly turning back into his human form, and finally fell weakly from the steel city wall, falling to the ground as if he had no bones.

Mo Luo Yanke was stunned, then showed a cruel smile, and looked at Ling Xiu with his head lowered as if looking down on an ant: "Seventh brother, my good seventh brother, what's wrong with you, huh?" It was full of sneering sarcasm.

With a big hand, five fingers clasped Ling Xiu's head, lifting Ling Xiu from the ground to midair.

"Speak, Brother Seven, aren't you very good at fighting?" Five fingers increase strength.

"Ah~"

The head was pinched by five fingers, as if it was about to burst, and Ling Xiu, who was originally confused, suddenly opened his eyes and screamed out in a voice.

"It seems that you can't do it!"

Moroyanke frowned and shook his head, and said in a very helpless tone.

As soon as the words fell, his other hand reached out to Ling Xiu's shoulder, and with a hard grasp, "click", the shoulder blade became shattered, and Ling Xiu's right arm was immediately abolished, and the resulting pain made him let out a low muffled snort in his throat.

"Is it painful? Hopeless? Don't worry, this is just the beginning, you just made me so embarrassed, I have to treat you well, hum ......"

Moroyantan sneered coldly and viciously, and then, with a finger, a beam of yellow energy burst out from his fingertips, piercing Ling Xiu's thighs at once.

"Ah~"

Ling Xiu's eyes widened suddenly, his facial muscles couldn't help twitching, and his entire body trembled slightly from the pain.