Hurt the door, the skeleton is like the sea, and the night is as dark as ink!

There were dozens of people entering the wounded door, all of whom had fallen from the void.

A beautiful woman screamed bitterly, fortunately she was not really injured with her good spiritual cultivation, she stood up and complained repeatedly: "What are you doing, let people not walk well, but if you want to fall down, what should you do if you break your appearance!"

Everyone staggered to their feet, except for a mysterious man hiding under the cloak, who did not fall, but floated down slowly.

Feeling the eerie and terrifying aura emanating from the mysterious man, everyone subconsciously retreated.

The woman happened to fall at the mysterious man's feet, and she always felt panicked under her, and she made a clattering sound as soon as she moved: "What the hell!" she grabbed a semicircular object, and the black hole of her eyes was facing her beautiful face.

"Ah, skeletons!" the woman screamed in fright, threw the skull out, and crawled backwards with a rolling belt, and there was a clattering sound under her body, and it was all skulls!

Under everyone's feet is actually a mountain of skulls!

The woman was so frightened that she turned pale and cried.

"Isn't it scary?" a low, hoarse voice came overhead, and the woman looked up tremblingly, just in time to see the face of the mysterious man under his cloak, and she rolled her eyes and fainted in fright.

The woman's reaction made the people around her even more vigilant, and all of them took out their weapons or sacrificed martial spirits to carefully surround the mysterious person in the middle, with the special spiritual sense generated by cultivation, they felt that this mysterious person was very dangerous and evil.

The mysterious man shook his head, and two red glows lit up in the darkness under the cloak, which looked terrifying and numb!

"Are you afraid of me?" the mysterious man stepped on the skeletons all over the ground, the red glow scanned everyone, and his voice was as cold as the Nine Shadows, with a thick evil and dead silence.

"Yes, you should be afraid of me, because you are all food!Come on, my master, devour the soul and flesh in front of you, ravage and kill and devour, hahahahaha!"

A few young men with shallow stomachs suddenly lay on the ground and vomited, eager to vomit out their hearts, livers, lungs, and brains.

The mysterious man raised his hands, and the wild laughter was both pious and crazy, and with his laughter, a deafening buzz sounded from under the cloak, and a black torrent rushed out from under the cloak, condensing into a black cloud in the air and rushing towards the people around him.

Everyone sacrificed their martial spirits to use their spiritual skills to resist desperately, but these torrents were so pervasive that no matter how many they were killed by their spiritual skills, more torrents would come out from under the cloaks, and in an instant, the entire Skull Mountain was shrouded in black clouds.

A young man finally saw the true face of the torrent with the help of the light of the spirit ring, and he shouted in horror: "It's a fly, it's a soul-eating fly in the abyss!" As soon as he opened his mouth, countless flies had broken through the defenses and burrowed through his mouth, drowning him with a flick of his fingers.

The screams came and went, and after only two breaths, the torrent of flooding youth hummed away, leaving behind a mottled skeleton, and there was not a single trace of flesh left from the skeleton!

The Abyss Soul Eater Fly not only devours souls, but also prefers to devour flesh and blood, and everywhere it passes, not a single inch of grass grows, and everything is destroyed!

Several spirit sects with high cultivation took advantage of the martial spirits to block the torrent of flies out, and countless sharp mouthparts were nailed to the defensive light film, which looked extremely terrifying.

One of the Spirit Sects finally couldn't resist the fear in his heart, his consciousness collapsed, and the light film dissipated, and the torrent immediately overwhelmed him.

"Demon, I'll fight with you!" A forty-fifth-level spirit sect rushed up, his martial spirit was a fire-tailed tiger, and after the martial spirit possessed his body, his whole body swelled, and he was wrapped in blazing yellow flames, countless flies were burned and crackled by the flames as soon as they approached, but these flies didn't know fear at all, and they rushed into the flames with their ferocious nature.

The mysterious man continued to laugh wildly in the sky, enjoying the pleasure of devouring the screams.

"Flame Burst Fist!" The fourth spirit ring on Ling Zong's body suddenly shone brightly, and a pair of tiger palms instantly magnified three times, wrapped in a thick flame and blasted into the chest of the mysterious man.

However, the moment he pounced, the mysterious man suddenly disappeared, and then he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a rotten and disgusting claw sticking out of his chest, and in the claw there was a hot heart still pulsating.

"You demon ......" Lingzong unwillingly spurted blood, his neck drooped softly, and finally breathed.

With a snort, he withdrew his blood-stained hand, swallowed his heart into his mouth and chewed and swallowed: "When human beings have been so many years, they have not found that people's hearts are so delicious, hahaha!" The torrent of flies immediately submerged the corpse of Lingzong.

When the last scream died down, countless flies swirled around the mysterious man, pouring back into hiding under the cloak.

The mysterious man licked the blood on his hand and stepped on the old and new skeletons all over the ground and walked forward, and a cold grin echoed in the skull mountain: "Ye Wentian, before I find you, you have to live well, ...... you."

Jingmen, the sky is dark blue, and there are thousands of stars.

The baron was still well-dressed, his hair was shiny, and he paused lightly with the palm of his hand.

Just when some people were still unsure of the reason, more than 20 True Spirit Masters and Spirit Sect masters suddenly attacked, killing all the trialists around them, their methods were clean and neat, or stabbing into the heart or cutting off the throat, at a glance, it was a profound skill cultivated by years of assassination.

After the slaughter, the men clasped their fists at the baron in unison and said, "Mission accomplished!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of the baron's mouth: "Very good, I hope you can be worthy of the price I paid, Blood Blade, you can come out too!"

The shadow behind the baron squirmed, and a dark red dagger was the first to stretch out, followed by a palm with red nails, and the bloody blade came out of the shadows, and she carried the dagger and whispered: "Lord Baron, you almost emptied the old bottom this time, is it really worth it?"

"As long as you can avenge my son, a few million gold coins are nothing!" the baron's face turned hideous.

The Blood Blade took out a black crystal and threw it on the ground, the crystal snapped and shattered, emitting thick black smoke, and surprisingly, out of the black smoke came an indistinct figure, blurred like a phantom under the reflection of the devastated starlight.

"Is this?" the baron looked shocked.

"Hello, I'm the Black Blade, and when it's done, I want the dark stone you hid!"

"Black Blade, the A-rank killer of the Dark Gate!" the baron exclaimed, and then bowed his head heavily, "Okay, it's useless for me to keep that stone, as long as you can kill that kid, the dark stone will be yours!"