At dusk and sunset, black lines emerged from a certain square in the ancient city, intertwining into a huge net to cover all life.

The dozen or so people who were shrouded in the giant net could feel the strong aura of death lingering around them, and maybe they would all die in the next second.

"Don't be stunned, break this net. ”

Just as one of them reacted, she found that the ground began to shake, and Tong Li had already squatted down and gently swiped the ground with her hand, and with the rhythm of her fingertips, the hard earth was covered with cracks.

Although the others didn't understand what Tong Li was doing, it was not the time to care about these things at the moment, everyone used a powerful Yuan Technique, and for a while, the seven-colored light flickered in the black net.

Although the light was dazzling, it was still powerless compared to the deep darkness, and no light could break through the confinement of darkness. However, the big net also stopped the momentum of its fall under the release of these meta-techniques.

"It's stopped, wait a minute and we'll rush out together. ”

The idea is good, but the reality is always so cruel, their luck has been emptied the moment Jiang Xiaolin stood up. A magic box symbolizing calamity slowly flew towards the black net with a desperate gray mist.

Tong Xiaoyu's hands sank and increased his strength again, and the black net swept away towards everyone along with the magic box, and the seven-colored brilliance instantly became dim.

"What should we do, they're so powerful, we're going to die here if they hide and shackle us. ”

Before everyone could make a decision, the shaking ground had cracked completely, and countless vines rushed into the sky with tiny rubble.

No one looked at the vines because they were so thin that they looked like they could be pulled apart with a single effort. But there were two people whose eyes gradually revealed a complicated look.

"Why? Why do you have divine powers?"

Tong Xiaoyu couldn't believe it, she knew too well what kind of person Tong Li was, and it was absolutely impossible for her to be as interested in the flesh and blood of the gods as those who were supernatural.

Before Tong Li could answer, the vines had collided with the black giant net that was plummeting, only to hear a "click" sound, and the big net of death was broken through by the vines and poked out a big hole. It's just that in the face of the magic box on the giant net, these vines seem to be a little difficult, and the gray mist that fills the air is like something more terrible than death, and it instantly makes those vines shrink back.

Tong Li glanced at the half-empty magic box and frowned, she knew that the divine power in her body had attracted the anger of the two gods, but she still chose to be silent, she didn't know how to answer the silver-haired girl's question.

The others exhaled as they looked at the temporarily relieved crisis, but their nerves still couldn't relax, the magic box in the sky was too strange and seemed to be more dangerous than the scythe of death.

Maybe Tong Xiaoyu also discovered the horror of that magic box, but she didn't have the heart to care about it now, she looked at Tong Li quietly, looking at it with an incomprehensible look. It's like a betrayed person, even a little helpless.

Time waits for no one, and those who follow Tong Li are the strongest of the superpowers, and they deeply know the horror of the two gods in front of them, and everything needs to be resolved quickly.

One of them clenched his sword in his right hand and charged directly, and the battle escalated again. He was like a cheetah rushing ahead of the crowd at the speed of the wind, and the others followed in his footsteps. Everyone quickly crossed the cover of the big net and came to Tong Xiaoyu's approach.

"Dawn ......"

Jiang Xiaolin was about to remind Tong Xiaoyu, but she remembered that she didn't want to reveal her identity, so she stopped abruptly.

Closer, the powerhouse holding the long sword was only two meters away from Tong Xiaoyu at this time, and he seemed to see victory ahead. Perhaps it was the first time he had come into close contact with the gods, and he was a little nervous and excited, and he held his sword even tighter.

The temptation of the god's flesh and blood made him lose a little of his mind, and he didn't see that Tong Xiaoyu's red eyes were already looking at him, just like looking at a corpse, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Half a meter closer, the smile on the face of the anomaly was so distorted, and his cheeks began to twitch because of the collapse of his expression, and he was as happy as if he had received everything in the world.

He condensed his Yuan Force into the long sword, and a sword light gushed out with the Yuan Force. This shining sword is like a sword that can cut through everything.

But in the face of this gorgeous blow, Tong Xiaoyu just raised the sickle in his hand. Her movements were slow, several times slower than the speed of the long sword.

The one with the sword in his hand is already in control, and the person behind is red-eyed, and whoever can kill the god will naturally get more flesh and blood.

"Don't. ”

I don't know if Tong Li is stopping Tong Xiaoyu or the person with the long sword in her hand, anyway, her words can't reach the ears of the two.

The long sword stabbed out, aiming at Tong Xiaoyu's heart, but Tong Xiaoyu didn't dodge this, she quickly slashed down with both hands, and the huge scythe raised above her head also slashed at the person with her movements.

Time seemed to freeze, the long sword stopped three centimeters from the heart, and in front of it was black dead air, rich and deep.

"You know what? I'm the god of death, you, no. ”

The smile and life of the Adeptus faded the moment the scythe fell. The blood gushing out of his body was instantly swept into the scythe by the dead air.

The rest of the people who saw this scene were both happy and worried, one more chance for them, but at the same time an added point of danger. The pair of red eyes that have lost their feelings make people shudder. There was no one to sympathize with the dead Adept, for his death only proved his incompetence, and he did not deserve sympathy in this world of the Anomalous.

"Don't hesitate, you're all going to die here, do you know what the Grim Reaper does when he's in a bad mood? ”

Tong Xiaoyu raised the scythe again, and after spinning it twice in his hand, he rushed towards the remaining abilities.

It can be said that all the supernatural beings do not want to die, but the flesh and blood of the gods are a great temptation. Everyone has a gambling mentality, and they are convinced that their side will win.

They chose to fight, and the battle of more than a dozen people around the silver-haired girl began like this.

Perhaps they didn't know how wrong their choice was, and the dead air that permeated the girl's surroundings was like a poisonous snake that would kill them every time someone accidentally touched it.

Tong Li didn't choose to join the war, but just looked at the agile girl's posture in a daze. Jiang Xiaolin didn't intervene either, she knew that Tong Xiaoyu was venting, and her bloodthirsty red eyes made her look like a rampaging beast.

With the death of one by one, some people were finally afraid, and they begged Tong Li for help, and there was no greed in their eyes, only a desire to live.

Tong Li was still indifferent to this, and she just watched one by one the supernatural people die in front of her.

Finally, the scythe swung down again, and the last person lost his life, his hands slowly drooped, and the whole person fell quickly like straw under the wind.

Tong Xiaoyu wiped the little blood stains on his face, put the sickle on his shoulder, and looked at Tong Li again.

It had only been a few seconds since they looked at each other, but it could have been a long time for the two of them.

"Let's go. ”

One turn made Tong Li's heart fall, looking at Tong Xiaoyu who was about to leave, Tong Li finally spoke.

"Xiaoyu, oh no, Death. Can we wait?"

There was no expected turn, but Tong Xiaoyu's footsteps stopped.

"Xiaofeng, he has come to this ancient city. ”

This sentence finally made Tong Xiaoyu's eyes appear colorful, it was a complex emotion of expectation, longing, joy and fear.

"But he hasn't been drawn into the war yet. ”

"Then please protect him. ”

Tong Xiaoyu's steps again were stopped by Tong Li again.

"Wait, one more thing. My divine power is not taken from me, but from a gift. ”

"Hmm. ”

Tong Xiaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want Tong Li to covet the power of the gods.

The battle was over, and the building was empty, leaving only dozens of corpses in the square, announcing the revenge of the gods.