Just when Tang Feng was complacent about Xuan Nian's growth again, suddenly in front of him, a huge scroll appeared in front of him for no reason, covering the sky and exuding a reckless aura as if from ancient times. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The painting scroll seemed to be manipulated by someone, slowly unfolding in front of Tang Feng.

The blood-drenched and thrilling scenes unfolded in front of his eyes one by one.

This is......?

Tang Feng was shocked.

Suddenly, a huge suction force suddenly came from the scroll, instantly sucking him into it.

This feeling is a bit like when I was sucked into my mouth by the Sky Swallowing Golden Python.

Tang Feng knew that something was wrong, and struggled hard, but he couldn't help himself, and the world was spinning.

When the dizziness receded like a tide, and he saw the vision clearly, Tang Feng was dumbfounded!

In front of you is a ruined world!

Mountains and rivers are shattered, thousands of holes are broken, the eyes are full of devastation, the sky is torn, and the sun and moon are lightless.

It's a tragic battlefield!

There were corpses all over the ground, rivers of blood flowed, there was hardly a living thing, and the air was filled with a strong scorching smell that made me feel sick.

The blood on the ground was not red, but gold and black, and the corpses on the ground were not human, but indescribable dragons and an unknown humanoid creature.

These fallen dragons, with curved golden horns on the top of their heads, looked golden and dazzling, their broken bodies were red in gold, and their bodies were extremely large, the smallest of them were hundreds of miles long, and pale golden blood gushed out from the wounds.

Around the corpses of these dragons were scattered a humanoid creature of the same shape as a dragon, its body as black as ink, broken, and oozing a black viscous liquid.

These humanoid creatures have a pair of long giant legs, and their whole body is covered with octopus-like black tentacles, and their roots are extremely thick, like black pythons, extending out for thousands of miles.

For dragons, Tang Feng is no stranger to the memory of the earth or in another world, but he has never heard of this humanoid creature, and he has searched his memory, but he has not been able to recognize it.

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Tang Feng was terrified, his heart was pounding, and he was horrified.

There was nothing but dragons and humanoid creatures, and apparently an earth-shattering battle had broken out between them before that.

Any one of them must be the existence of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, which can be seen from the extent of the destruction of this world, but now they are all dying here.

Even though these corpses are lifeless, they still exude a terrifying aura, giving people the feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.

The sense of oppression and suffocation came like a tide, as if it wanted to tear and crush Tang Feng!

Fortunately, the black mist in the jade pendant poured out in time, and the drip of water wrapped in him did not leak.

Bang bang ......!

Boom ......!

Before Tang Feng could recover from his extreme shock, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky, deafening, as if the sky had collapsed and the end had come.

Tang Feng shuddered coldly, his face was shocked, and he followed the reputation.

In the distance, a dragon and three humanoid creatures were fighting together.

The giant dragon in front of him, his body was thousands of miles long, his whole body was full of divine patterns, golden light flashed, and the golden horns on his head flashed, piercing the void, tearing the sky, and the three humanoid creatures that were persecuted flashed violently.

Tumbling violently, the dragon spewed out red gold flames, like a bursting sun, revealing an unparalleled aura of destruction, instantly enveloping the humanoid creatures.

The moment the flames erupted, the void emitted a "bang" sound, and it was burned into nothingness, and a large black hole appeared.

As the scorching waves rolled in, although Tang Feng was closely protected by the black mist, he still had a feeling of shock that he was about to be melted, and hurriedly retreated.

The three humanoid creatures are all pitch black, not inferior to the dragon in size, demonic aura, like three peerless demon gods, waving tentacles, thousands of miles in size, from which there is a ghost crying wolf howl, as if from the Yellow Spring Netherworld, tightly wrapped around the dragon, wanting to completely bind it.

In addition to being quite jealous of the golden horns, they did not seem to be afraid of the red gold flames spewed out by the dragon, and they opened their sky-swallowing mouths one after another, spewing out black smoke, blocking all the red gold flames.

The void shrouded in black smoke emitted a piercing "chirp" scream, which could not be corroded, turning into billowing smoke.

What kind of creatures are they? They can compete with the Divine Beast Dragon!

For these three-headed humanoid creatures, Tang Feng felt strange and incredibly powerful.

This simply subverted his worldview and the definition of the strong.

Suddenly, Tang Feng shuddered, and a manic and violent meaning suddenly welled up in his heart.

Tang Feng was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze that was staring at the humanoid creature, even so, the feeling of mania in his heart did not completely subside, causing a scarlet glow in his pupils.

The dragon's golden horns swept across the vertical split, emitting a tsunami-like roar, and large shards of the void appeared, directly sweeping away a large number of humanoid creatures' tentacles, but more and more tentacles were entwined one after another.

Unwillingly, the dragon roared violently, and its massive body swayed violently, trying to break free from the shackles of its tentacles.

However, the three humanoid beings didn't give it a chance to turn over at all, and their tentacles all stretched out.

Those tentacles exuded a forest of demonic energy, not afraid of the scorching of the red gold flames, like black chains, roaring towards the dragon, entwining it to death.

Not only that, but the tentacles that were wrapped around the dragon's body actually split apart from their tails, as if they had become sharp thorns, deeply penetrating into the dragon's body, and a large amount of golden blood flowed quickly into the humanoid creature along the tentacles.

The dragon grew weaker and weaker until it was completely restrained by countless tentacles.

"Whew!"

Just when Tang Feng thought that the overall situation had been decided, the giant dragon suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and opened its mouth to spit out a ball of red gold fireball.

The red gold fireball emitted a brilliant golden glow, like a round of dawn rising, and before the three humanoid creatures could react, they suddenly burst open.

Rumble......!

Violent explosions resounded through the heavens and the earth.

At this time, between heaven and earth, there was only dazzling golden rays, like an ocean, pouring wantonly, annihilating everything, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse.

Although separated by a long distance, Tang Feng was still swept away by the aftermath of the explosion.

......

A dimly lit world, boundless.

Gray-brown ground with numerous cracks.

It was silent, lifeless, and the air smelled of decay.

Tang Feng lay quietly on the ground, his eyes closed, and his face was painful.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and jumped up, his face was hideous and distorted, and the pupils of his eyes were scarlet, revealing ferocity, and the whole person was full of evil spirit, bloodthirsty and furious, wanting to choose people to devour.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Then, he drank violently in his mouth, and his body swept out rapidly, his left hand clenching the dagger and stabbing left and right, and his right hand tearing the wind and striking out, as if there was some deadly threat around him.

But all around him was empty, and there was nothing.

Tang Feng tirelessly rushed back and forth in the void until he was tired, and when he recovered, he rushed out again, and so on and so forth.

After the crazy rush and killing, his body is becoming more and more illusory, and if this situation continues, what awaits him will only be complete death!

The black mist had already transformed into a human form, and he was silent, his mouth opened several times, but he stopped talking.

At this moment, Tang Feng fell into the illusion world evolved by his own mysteries, a killing world caused by inner demons, and others could not help him, if he tried to awaken, it would only hasten his demise.

Even if it is as strong as black fog, it is helpless, and the only way to survive is for Tang Feng to wake up and completely break the illusion and walk out.

In the illusory world of Tang Feng, evil aura is pervasive, killing is rampant, there is no affection, no mercy, no legal system, and no moral existence, only all kinds of desires and greed, all people are crazy, bloodthirsty, like fierce beasts, wantonly trampling on life, endlessly.

As soon as he entered the illusion and was affected by the killing aura here, Tang Feng became manic, and his body was filled with bloodthirsty restlessness, as if only killing could be soothed.

At first, he just fought back, and when he slaughtered those who took the initiative to attack him, a burst of pleasure inexplicably welled up in his heart.

He had been very aggrieved in the family before, and after killing Chu Yu, he was even more precarious, and kept fleeing, and those warriors who had nothing to do with him actually came to encircle and suppress him in order to get the reward of the Chu family, and Ziqi and the second uncle also died because of him, which made him accumulate a lot of resentment and anger in his heart.

At the moment he got venting, but it wasn't enough, he needed more venting, non-stop.

As a result, Tang Feng was no longer limited to self-defense, but frequently took the initiative to attack.

As he killed again and again, Tang Feng became more and more crazy, more excited and violent, as if he had been reduced to a killing machine.

Over time, Tang Feng found that he was getting weaker and weaker, and even smelled the smell of death, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't hold back his hand, he couldn't stop, killing became his habit, his only one, as if he existed for killing.

When he ran out of strength in a fight, Tang Feng lay on the ground, panting heavily, but his face was still hideous, and his scarlet eyes were full of anger.

Suddenly, his thoughts fluctuated slightly, as if a ripple had stirred up in his mind, and gradually rippled out.

Soon, there was a faint hint of brilliance in his eyes, revealing a struggle.