It was a deep night, everything seemed so blurry, and the pile of rubble that separated the two rooms was as deep as a river in the abyss.

A black shadow shuttled in this night, only to see him soar into the air, step by step on the rocks, and his elegant posture became the most shining scenery in the night.

It didn't take long for him to be on the other side, but he didn't stop, but continued in the direction of the quarters.

It was dark here, and there was no light, but Tong Xiaofeng's eyesight could see everything clearly.

He was running down the street, and the occasional corpse lying on the side of the road made him feel a little nervous.

At night, it was the cultivation time of the superpowers, and no one was walking on the streets, like an empty shell city full of undead spirits, exuding dead air everywhere, only the bones and the yin wind were company.

Tong Xiaofeng was running on the main road, and a huge Gothic church in the distance caught his eye.

It's a very old building, and a few corners have fallen off quite a bit, but that doesn't affect its momentum in the slightest.

With Tong Xiaofeng's eyesight, you can clearly see its appearance, with many patterns painted on the white wall, and the carving is exquisitely presented as if it were ingenious.

The blue roof has a clear curve, and the strange windows with a unique appearance highlight the momentum of this church.

Just from this appearance, Tong Xiaofeng knew how religious the people who had built this church were.

Compared with this church, Tong Xiaofeng remembered the ancient temples and Taoist temples he saw on TV, which were also carefully built and magnificent, injected with the hard work and sweat of the ancients.

The church stands in the center of the complex, with occasional lights to dispel the darkness around it.

I have to say that it is really a bit abrupt that there will be such a church in this place without any faith, but this is not what Tong Xiaofeng cares about, what he cares about is the people who live in this church now.

After a rapid sprint, he finally reached the foot of the church, and when he got closer, he really looked more imposing, and he could feel his insignificance. However, Tong Xiaofeng didn't have so much time to feel this, after all, the night was not long, and he still had something to do.

After finding a window, Tong Xiaofeng looked inside, the carved stone pillars as delicate as the outside, rows of wooden benches, and candle lamps full of ancient atmosphere on both sides, the flickering candle flames constantly beating between darkness and light.

Although there are many places in the ancient city that have electricity, few people seem to want to use them, they are full of disdain for technology, and prefer these outdated candle lamps.

Just when Tong Xiaofeng was fascinated, a figure reminded him of business.

They sat on benches and practiced, each with a light of different colors shining on their bodies instead of candles to illuminate the darkness.

After counting carefully, there are a total of twelve people, and their strength does not seem to be strong, judging from the yuan force, it is not much different from Tong Xiaofeng.

An opponent with equal Yuan Power like this was almost unable to stop Tong Xiaofeng's footsteps, but this numerical advantage still made him think about it a little, after all, he didn't want to die before he could get out of the school.

The gray Yuan Force gradually rose, and Tong Xiaofeng disappeared into the darkness with his aura and figure.

The night breeze swept through the windows of the church, the flickering candles went out in an instant, and the warmth was replaced by the cold, but no one cared about it, because it was a normal thing.

They weren't afraid of the darkness like Tong Xiaofeng, what really scared them was the tragic result of their lack of strength, so each of them continued their cultivation, and no one wanted to waste this precious time to light those few candles.

The disappearance of the candle flame made the light of Yuanli more intense, and various colors decorated the church like a dance hall.

It's just that they haven't noticed that a guest who doesn't belong here has come uninvited.

Every step of the guest was so light that there was no sound as if he were walking in a still world. The coldness in his eyes represents his intention.

Even when he came to a person's side, that person didn't notice it, and he still maintained his cultivation. Death is only one step away from him.

Tong Xiaofeng had to sigh that this Thousand Shadows Technique was indeed a very powerful exercise. Whether it is the Shadow Transformation Sword Technique used before or the current Shadow Breath Step, it is so exquisite.

Especially at night, this technique can exert unimaginable effects. Confusing other people's vision, hiding one's own figure, or even ...... Make your own!

"I wish you all a pleasant journey above the Yellow Springs. ”

An unfamiliar voice sounded, and everyone opened their eyes in surprise, but it was too late, and two black shadows with the same height as him appeared next to Tong Xiaofeng, and a long sword appeared in his hand at the same time.

Blood spilled as the sword danced, and there was a bright red in the colored light, which was more dazzling than any other color.

This is also the meta-technique recorded in the Thousand Shadows Formula, turning into three thousand shadows. Although the consumption is much larger than other meta-techniques, the effect is extraordinary, as long as you can control it accurately and have enough meta-power, then you can create many of yourself to fight.

In an instant, red took over the place, and the colored light lost its color in an instant. A man's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in front of him, and his trembling body made him unable to raise his heart for confrontation.

Eleven bodies were already lying on the ground, dead without even words. The last man looked at the boy with some horror as he gradually revealed his figure.

Tong Xiaofeng withdrew the two shadows into his body and walked towards the survivor step by step.

This time, his steps were no longer light, and each step made a loud noise, and the soles of his shoes pounded heavily against the floor, constantly shaking the last man's heart.

As if he was about to go crazy, this person's eyes widened, and Tong Xiaofeng's every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, and the feeling of suffocation made his mind a little dizzy.

"Tell me who are the two representatives of your forces. ”

Tong Xiaofeng stepped on a corpse, his cold eyes as if he wanted to pierce the man's heart.

The man's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to look at Tong Xiaofeng. It was obviously a somewhat immature voice, but it sounded so frightening at the moment, like a demon in human skin, constantly tempting him to death.

He ...... They're not here. ”

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know. ”

Before the words could be spoken, blood was already splattered on the wall, and with fear and doubt, the man's life came to an end.

A gray long sword gradually disappeared into Tong Xiaofeng's hand as blood splattered.

He will no longer be soft, his cold eyes seem to announce the end of the world, but there is no wave in his heart when he looks at the corpse on the ground.

The night is a time of demon revelry, and he is a newborn demon with a cold heart, freezing the whole world.

Turning around, he saw blood on the wall, what should have been a church of faith, but now it was a place where he, a demon, was unbridled.

"Kill these guys, it's going to be deserted here again. ”

Although he said so, Tong Xiaofeng's heart was unapologetic, because he was a demon, and the demon didn't need to apologize, never to.

As if pandering to him, darkness became his cloak, hiding him completely, slowly disappearing into this church that had lost his faith.

When the darkness faded and the light pierced the sky, the corpses were found, and they were noisy and constantly analyzing the cause.

Some people think that God did it, after all, this is a church, a place where God should be believed. Some people think it's cannibalism, after all, this is an ancient city, and it only takes a simple reason for close people to fight each other.

But when the real strong man arrived at the scene, everything was overturned, neither by God nor by their internal contradictions. Because that residual Yuan Power does not belong to God, nor does it belong to any of them.

While arguing in the church, Tong Xiaofeng helplessly comforted Chu Xue.

It turned out that Chu Xue woke up in the middle of the night last night, and went to Tong Xiaofeng's room to take a look. When he found that Tong Xiaofeng was gone, he cried and kept looking for it in the periphery.

And Tong Xiaofeng happened to collide with him when he came back, so he had to comfort him from late at night to now.

But he didn't say what he did, just told her that he had a habit of strolling around late at night.

Chu Xue was very naïve to believe it, after all, she was just a child. However, she still couldn't ease her emotions, you must know that Tong Xiaofeng is her last reliance.

Tong Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, he should have turned into a demon, but at this moment, he was like an angel to redeem this lost little girl.