In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, the billowing black mist gathers and thickens, gradually condenses, wriggles and staggers, and combines into different figures, presenting a vague and hazy rudiment. Condensed and condensed, slowly realized, into a group of figurines with a thousand differences.

At this time, it seems that there is a magic pen descending from heaven, outlining the lines and outlines on the prototype of the materialization, and the torso and demeanor are gradually clearly visible. It seems to have been soaked in a dye vat, gradually embellished with colors, colorful and colorful.

"Click, click..."

A subtle cracking sound came from the figurines, and wisps of stone chips fell off on their own, sending down a cloud of dust. The figurines of various colors seem to be brought to life by the darkness and transformed into living creatures.

One by one, the fierce gods roared in the sky, as if venting the anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts. Then, he slowly moved, moved his muscles and bones, shook his head and turned his waist.

Jiang Zhirou stood in the void, her eyes were different, she looked at her coldly, and she was unmoved. She was quite surprised in her heart, the world is full of wonders, and strange ways and different methods are really endless, countless, and people yearn for it.

In the darkness, the roar of strange beasts gradually came out, chaotic and disturbing. The sound of weapons clanging and clanging was deafening.

"Boom..."

People are noisy, noisy, and the sky is shaking. Thousands of troops with strange expressions rushed out of the black mist, wrapped in bursts of mist and flew quickly, menacing, destroying the front, and unstoppable.

The giant in armor has a hideous face, shouting in his mouth, holding a wide giant sword, his steps are vigorous, murderous, and his arrogance is monstrous, and he rushes to kill bravely.

The Headless Horseman rode out of the black mist, soared into the air, and swooped in. The broken part of his neck is flat, which shows that the murder weapon is extremely sharp. He holds a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right. A silver armor, shining brightly, particularly dazzling. The back has eight black wings, full wings, and the black and shiny feathers are as sharp as the blade, exuding a cold glow. The obsidian beast under the crotch resembles a horse, with spiral angles on its forehead, which is crystal clear. The one-tailed flame burned violently, raging and boiling. Standing on all fours, strong and powerful. Void steps, crisp and bright.

A young man who could not tell whether he was a man or a woman, with a handsome and delicate face, tall and thin, with a dark complexion, and long silver hair that seemed like a waterfall falling down his shoulders. It has a pair of slender ears that are particularly eye-catching. The spider mark on the forehead, the evil aura that could not be concealed on the delicate face, and the cruel sneer on the corner of the mouth lowered a lot of points for this beauty. He held a jasper longbow in his hand, and casually took a black arrow body, put it on the almost transparent bowstring, and tried his best to pull it into a full moon shape, aiming at Jiang Zhirou from afar.

A giant lizard, large in size, dark green throughout, with hard scales that burst with a cold sheen like metal. Cupola horn crown, dark and shiny. The mouth is full of sharp teeth, revealing its edge, fully revealing its aggressive nature. Four powerful giant feet, with sharp claws. A row of sharp spines bulges on the back, stretching down to the tail. The long tail is sinuous and ends in a barb like a scorpion's venomous tail. It flapped a pair of rotting fleshy wings into the air, and a purple flame erupted from the sky, and the void was corroded to the point that it sizzled and billowed into smoke. Huge dim eyes, revealing evil energy, staring at Jiang Zhirou, with a fierce and arrogant face, hovering in the sky, setting off bursts of fierce wind and furious howls.

Jiang Zhirou looked at the thousands of troops and horses that were attacking her, and there was not the slightest color on her peerless face, and she still did not move.

The dark green giant lizard was the first to attack, its huge eyes revealing a ferocious color, and when it opened its mouth, a purple flame sprayed towards Jiang Zhirou.

"Hmph..."Jiang Zhirou raised the jade lotus root, and set off a gust of sleeve wind to sweep towards it.

The breathtaking purple flame was three feet away from her, and it turned into a wisp of green smoke and dispersed without a sound...

The Headless Horseman rode the Black Horse Beast all the way, swept up gusts of wind, and rushed to the front, its mind was unwavering, without the slightest hesitation, and danced the long sword in his hand, slashing at her, and where it passed, it was devastated, and the void was torn apart by the sword, and there was an extremely piercing sound.

Jiang Zhirou was calm and calm, her heart was like water, she was not moved by all this in front of her, and slowly raised her delicate and crystalline soft hands and slapped towards the attacking long sword.

A high-pitched and loud sound came, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, resounding through the sky.

The headless horseman who controlled the Black Shining Horse Beast was shocked back by this palm, and the horse's hooves crushed a large area of the void along the way.

"Click, click..." The long sword in his hand appeared at this moment, but at this moment, hideous cracks appeared one after another, almost shattering and breaking.

"Hiss-hiss--hiss-hiss-hiss-hiss-snort" from time to time. His eyes shone with a sharp and brave color, staring at Jiang Zhirou tightly. The forefoot is extremely strong, with clear muscle lines and explosive power. Its hooves cut into the void, as if it were gathering strength, dormant, as if it were the quiet eve of a storm.

As if unconscious, the Headless Horseman was fearless as if he had lost consciousness and felt no pain, adjusted his stance, and drove his horse again.

The embattled Jiang Zhirou still has the same expression, and her beautiful eyes are deep.

Let you turn the world upside down, toss endlessly, and I will take care of it all.

Without the slightest defense, a pitch-black arrow body rose out of nowhere, slashing through the long void and piercing the void, striking at Jiang Zhirou from afar, bursting out of arcs all the way, sparks splashing, and the void trembled, which was particularly dazzling in the dark world where the five fingers could not be seen.

The unscrupulous black arrow body galloped all the way, chasing the wind and electricity, and did not hesitate to block the strange human beasts in front of them, with lightning speed, one after another penetrated through them, like a broken bamboo, and the power never decayed by half a point, it seemed to bear the momentum of the dark world and became stronger and stronger, shooting straight towards Jiang Zhirou.

It's just a fleeting moment, and Jiang Zhirou is near. She stared at the black arrow, her face calm and unflinching. Raising the pair of soft and delicate hands again, the golden light flashed, the patterns were intertwined, criss-crossed, revealing an incomparably sharp and fierce aura, and slammed towards it.

The black arrow body broke inch by inch, exploded in the void, and slowly disappeared with a faint bits of light.

Jiang Zhirou looked down at the reddened slender hand, her brows frowned slightly, a cold smile faintly appeared on her lips, and a cloud of anger quietly sprouted in her heart.

A monstrous killing intent erupted from her delicate body with raging rage, rushing into the sky, turbulent the void, like a raging wind swept in, sweeping away the many soldiers trapped around her.

Her eyes gradually turned cold, looking at the strange humans and beasts around her, her expression was extremely disdainful, and she completely lost the idea of continuing to play. Then he turned his eyes to look at Anagne, and said coldly, "You have lived another half a day." ”

This cold and ruthless voice made Ananie's heart tremble, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the unattainable beautiful shadow, his eyes overflowed with viciousness, and his heart was already angry, and he secretly gritted his teeth fiercely. The dark world behind his body seemed to be more and more turbulent as the anger in his heart rolled, majestic and boundless, more thick and viscous, like a dark swamp land, which made people feel terrible.

At this time, behind Jiang Zhirou's delicate body, a gust of cold wind swept in, lifting her clothes and dancing. A dark shadow gradually enveloped the place where she stood, and it was mixed with an incomparably sharp aura, attacking her.