Chapter Twenty-Seven: Spike
Just as Hua Chang Kai reached ten feet in front of the shadow, took another step forward, and completely entered the shadow killing range, he suddenly stopped.
The figure suddenly stopped, but the robe and black hair on his body still fluttered forward.
When the black hair was completely forward, the shadow that was ready to shoot finally couldn't help but make a move, although Hua Changkai did not enter the ten zhang in front of him, but he was first frustrated in the White Emperor City, and urgently needed to use a successful assassination to stabilize his killing intent.
At this time, he was ready to attack, but there was an accident again, Hua Changkai actually stopped his steps and no longer moved forward, if this blow was not stabbed, he could only flee again, which would inevitably lead to his murderous intent being extremely unstable.
Therefore, after being slightly stunned, the shadow decided not to forcibly suppress the killing intent condensed in his body.
"Suffer death!" As a low roar from the shadow came out of his throat, a sea of blood suddenly gushed out from his body, and in an instant, it seemed to engulf the whole world, this sea of blood was his killing intent.
The gushing sea of blood continued to surge forward, forming a huge tide, with the will to destroy everything, and in an instant, the world in Hua Changkai's eyes had changed, he seemed to be a flat boat on the bloody angry sea, and the waves around him were constantly rushing and colliding.
Above the sea, there are countless evil spirits floating, constantly haunting their sides, and the terrible screams from their mouths form a life-urging charm, which is constantly poured into the ears of the flowers that are always blooming.
The killing intent is unscrupulously attacking the body of the flower blooming, and in the spiritual world, in the void of the sea of qi, countless souls suddenly poured in, and these souls are constantly looking for his divine sense in the void of the sea of qi where the flowers are always blooming. Find the image of a flower that blooms from the projection of the divine consciousness. Just rush up and eat it.
The divine consciousness that blooms is constantly being torn apart and eaten in its own spiritual world. Then reborn, torn apart again, gnawed.
For an Assassin, a split second was enough to take someone's life.
So no matter how short the time is, after the assassination by the Assassins, it will be eternity.
In the spiritual world, flowers are killed countless times in a very short period of time.
When the sea of scarlet blood recedes in the spirit world of flowers always blooming. He still stood in place, maintaining his original posture, his original expression, and even the clothes and hair that had floated forward from his sudden stop, still maintained their original shape, because in the real world, time had only passed for a moment.
But the shadow had already reached him.
The shadow's black hand slowly reached out to the neck of the flower, and then held it.
A flash of brightness suddenly flashed in the shadow's dark eyes, and then the hand holding Hua Changkai suddenly tightened.
There was a soft sound of "stinging", and the flower Changkai body was shocked. His eyes snapped open, staring at the shadow.
A black sharp. At some point, it had already seen through the front of the shadow's chest, and its head was peeking out of his back.
The black edge was covered with blood, and the blood beads slid down the blade, gradually forming a blood line, falling on the ground and forming a pool.
"When?" The shadow asked.
As he spoke, the arm that held Hua Changkai's neck began to shatter, and his entire palm turned into ashes in an instant.
"What, when?" Hua Changkai moved slightly, and inserted another knife into the shadow's body.
"When can you see through, in the spiritual world, you have been killed by me ten thousand times, how can you stay awake and still cast spells..."The shadow asked.
Hua Changkai shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully: "I'm really sorry, you're really unlucky, because before you, someone had already used the same trick on me, and in the spirit world, I was killed too many times..."
"So... Your tricks didn't work for me. Hua Changkai sighed, thinking of the pain she had endured in the past, and the hardships she had experienced in the spiritual world.
Starting from Ye Xiaochai, to Yin Shenji, as well as the little witch and others, all of them have carried out all kinds of inhumane torture and killing of themselves in their own spiritual world.
The painful experiences of the past will be the sweet spring wine of the coming days.
Hana Changkai pulled out the double knife from the shadow's body and gently slammed it into the shadow's forehead with his forehead.
The foreheads of the two collided, and an extremely small divine thought entered the shadow's forehead through the flower's blooming forehead, and the shadow also fell backwards, falling heavily on the snow.
In the spiritual world of shadows, a black cat is constantly searching.
The shadow saw the black cat, he let out a sigh, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he muttered, "It turns out... It turned out to be a half-demon... Originally... Don't forget and Liu Wanli... Your Majesty... My Majesty..."
As he spoke, he swallowed his last breath, when suddenly there was a soft sound in his head, like a firecracker.
Blood immediately flowed out of his seven orifices, and a black shadow flew out of his brain and landed on Hua Changkai's body.
The black cat immediately spoke: "He committed suicide, I haven't been able to find any useful information..."
Hua Changkai nodded, walked past the corpse of the shadow, and walked towards the White Emperor City Gate.
"In order to keep the secret, he would rather blow up Nianhai, which means that he knows the great secret, and the great secret must be about our venerable new emperor, I just need to know that he has a great secret, it is enough."
Hua Changkai said to the black cat as he entered the city gate: "At this moment, the troubled times have come, if I don't seek justice, I'm afraid that I will never have a chance." ”
Because of the blood flowing in the city lord's mansion, and because of the attack of flying demon beasts, it was already in chaos at this time, and the silver armor army surrounded the city lord's mansion and surrounded it for three layers, even flies don't want to fly into one.
Seeing that there were many people over there, there was a strong murderous aura, and wanted to get close to the bombardment, but was shot by the strong archers in the Silver Armor Army.
The Silver Armor Army, which is composed entirely of cultivators, is naturally extremely powerful.
Hua Changkai saw a flying demon beast shot into a hedgehog while diving, and then fell into the city, and asked the black cat: "Is the flying demon beast relatively thin?" ”
"How can you fly if it's not thin?" Black Cat said.
Hua Changkai nodded, it seems that no matter how the power system changes, no matter how magical things are, the essence of the creature still can't be changed, creatures like Roshan can never fly, since the flying monsters can soar into the sky, then their flesh must not be as fat as those demon beasts on the ground.
Hua Changkai walked to the edge of the City Lord's Mansion and looked up at a circle of flying demon beasts hovering in the sky, and those demon beasts all scattered away.
Then he looked at the White Emperor City Lord's Mansion, which was heavily guarded, and smelled a hint of blood.
He frowned and walked inside.
The silver armor army retreated to both sides like waves, and Hua Changkai came to the gate of the city lord's mansion, and saw Ye Xiaochai standing in the hall of the mansion at a glance. (To be continued......)