Black, the evil thoughts in his eyes made Karasuma uncontrollable anger, and evil started from his heart.

Jiaojiao was thrown to the ground, and Karasuma smashed into the rock wall in pain, but the pain made him even angrier, and anger made him smash the rock wall even more angrily!

"I... Goethe... Black... Godha.... Karasuma !!" The body instinctively repeated the slogan of Godhar, but as Karasuma continued to struggle, Qingming spread all over his body in the next moment, and Karasuma instantly calmed down, "What am I doing!"

"Goldhall..."

"Darkness. ”

But Karasuma didn't care about thinking so much, he continued to grope forward, he wanted to go out and find a way.

"Let me out, let me out, save her," Karasuma muttered, walking around the cave until a pothole.

He hesitated, resolutely retreated, and continued to walk, with the sound of a thin stream of water in his ears, like a flowing pond.

Suddenly, he touched a corner of the table, which felt smooth to the touch, and the surface seemed to have a glaze coating.

"Pattern, a ball. Karasuma kneaded the contents of his hand and pressed it down hard, causing the sphere to sink.

"Squeak..."

Karasuma watched as a little light appeared in front of him, and a faint blue flame floated from the lamp.

He took a breath and watched in shock as the cave was gradually illuminated, and the irregular walls of the cave were inlaid with dozens of flame lamp discs.

Rows of books were neatly arranged all around, glowing with a quiet light, as if shrouded in a layer of something, and the place where he had just heard the pond was a depression, above which two lions' mouths were spitting water, converging into a small whirlpool and sinking below, and above was a bronze throne, on which a withered skeleton covered with cobwebs sitted, and a crimson gem the size of a pigeon's egg on his right hand glowed dimly, and a sackcloth robe covered with a long-rotten body, and his eyes looked straight ahead, the crown, dazzling with colors.

Karasuma didn't think much about it, put Jiaojiao down and climbed up, kicking the skeleton down with one kick, and the bones were scattered all over the ground, and the dust flew away.

"Pills, pills, pills..."Picking up the pile of broken bones, Karasuma just wanted to see the magic medicine.

Under the rag, a corner of a book was exposed, and Karasuma threw it into the ditch, and he ran around, flipping through the bottles and jars like crazy.

"Medicine..."Suddenly, Karasuma saw a crystal bottle, and reached out and poured out inside, it was a few black pills, which were sent by someone when he was sick at home when he was a child, and after thinking about it, Karasuma still tore his arm and crushed the pill and smeared it on it.

"Shhhh Karasuma endured the pain and waited for the medicine to take effect, but then the pill coagulated in blood, and the wound did not heal, but emitted bursts of black gas, and Karasuma let out a miserable scream.

I rolled on the ground in pain, but suddenly a thought occurred in my heart, as if a soul ran out, "I, I, I, Godhall, Godhall, Godhall..."

The sound of a bell ringing in his head kept echoing and repeating, and Karasuma hugged his head and cried, "Don't shout anymore!

"Ahh I, Godhar!"

Black, oozing Karasuma's eyes, even with an expression that became more and more perverted, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he looked at the sleeping Jiaojiao evilly.

The black qi seeped into the palm of his hand, and the ink dye generally approached Jiaojiao, but he didn't seem to be stable, the other eye in Karasuma's eyes suddenly flashed with white light, and then the blue light also came out, black and two streams of light continued to intertwine, Karasuma just walked and stopped, the expressions on his face were quickly staggered, laughing and crying, being hideous and terrifying for a while, and being cold like frost, "Blood, it's still flowing, Karasuma, you can't go on like this!"

The voice of blessing in his head exploded, and the two colors seemed to have reached a certain balance in an instant, Karasuma's gaze froze, and the two eyes, one was pure black constantly churning with air waves, and the other was a mixture of blue and white, a trace of clarity in the middle, and the familiar could see that it was Karasuma, a child who came from the waves, and the two souls slowly turned.

At this time, Karasuma stopped, and he felt that he had an extraordinary power.

He felt this power in his mind, no! Then he denied that it was power, and the whole view of the cave was in full view of him, it was...

"Become the foundation of a warrior. Blessing said slowly.

"Spiritual world?" Karasuma couldn't help but clench his palm, he could feel the endless life beating inside, and then he began to radiate his perception to Jiaojiao.

He seemed to see a heart, beating slowly, it was a red world, full of more energetic life than him, as if there were frost elves wandering, they couldn't see themselves, jumping happily, but at the wound, Karasuma found those elves who had been sucked out of the body, they slowly lost their color outside, sighed, and finally disappeared.

Repair it, Karasuma pulled out a breath in his mind, this breath is full of dark energy, it twitched frantically from side to side, like a fierce horse that can't be tamed, although Karasuma has been careful enough, but just one meter away from this black line has deviated more than ten centimeters, how can this be good.

"Master. Karasuma's black eyes twitched a little, and he began to flicker again, but Karasuma's heart once again ignited a nameless anger, and he turned around angrily and hugged his head and yelled.

"Get out, get out!" Karasuma stomped down, and the black qi began to wrap around his legs, knocking him down in the air, which was unbelievable.

Karasuma began to lift himself and pump himself, and the black gas hung him in the air, and Karasuma hit the black eye hard.

The black gas finally stopped flickering, and slowly disappeared into Karasuma's eyes, like a river receding, and the intact Karasuma fell to the ground.

The young man's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the boss with one eye bulging suddenly covered his chest and coughed, and when he opened his hand, he saw black blood.

He trembled slightly towards Jiaojiao, who was lying not far away, and carefully manipulated the silver-white lines to walk in, those frost elves seemed to see reinforcements, jumped up excitedly, and attached themselves to the silver thread affectionately, Karasuma couldn't help but find that the silver thread had expanded a lot, and then the work was like operating a scalpel to stitch up the wound, this red world was rejuvenated after the last stitching, the frost elves emitted a faint blue light around their bodies, and a large circulation that traveled through the entire vein slowly turned, Jiaojiao groaned softly, Karasuma withdrew the silver thread。