In the vast Jackson River Valley, in a battlefield filled with mist and the defeated and decrepit souls of alien races, a tall young man with blood all over his body smiled evilly, and his eyes were fixed on the other person in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The blood-colored double dagger in his hand also changed into another form, and the blood mist that had originally permeated it turned into a patch and was firmly attached to the dagger, and the entire blood mist condensed and transferred into his body.

Just after perceiving the danger, Dickens was no longer obsessed with digesting and absorbing the soul fragments of the alien god, he directly integrated the blood shadow behind him into his body, it was this kind of semi-finished product that also made Dickens's second foot step over the threshold of the maturity period, and the world of death in his heart was not formed, but between gestures, every word he said had an invisible power.

The gap between the mature period and the defoliating period is definitely not an existence that can be compared with quantity, even if it is a new mature timber period, Dickens temporarily entered the next realm, and after a period of time, he will retreat, but as long as he wants, he can maintain this realm forever, and the only thing that is lost is the growth of future potential.

He smiled wickedly, his right hand moved slightly, and then the blood-colored dagger in his hand was extended and spliced together, turning into a scythe that glowed with bloody light.

Obviously entered the mature wood stage, but he did not treat his wounds, let his body be bruised, and Luo Xue opened a big hole in his waist.

This blood mist is different from the blood mage, it comes from Dickens's pure power, and on his back, a dark red faceling is reborn, emitting a clear dark red light towards the surroundings, disturbing Luo Xue's vision, this is his true appearance.

Dickens successfully forced himself into the next step of awakening through the soul of another god.

is no longer a half-step process, and now Dickens can already be called the name of death!

In this way, Luo Xue's state is even worse than him.

He had only entered the second order of momentum unity, and he had not even been able to hold on long enough for the first order......

Originally, Luo Xue thought so, but he felt very peaceful in his heart, which was the spiritual effect of the blue potential on him.

"Obviously, it's just a simple amount of potential, which is several times less than mine, but ......" Luo Xue raised her hand and clenched her fist gently.

The brilliance of the fist flowed, separating and converging between a grasp and a grip, and this group of elves who seemed to be magical elements were entangled around Luo Xue, and seemed to have their own consciousness.

They covered Luo Xue's whole body, turning into the ice blue snowflakes around Luo Xue, falling, melting, sublimating, then condensing, then falling, melting, sublimating.

Wrapped in this group of snowflakes, it is very warm.

Luo Xue felt the warmth of his whole body, and even the oppression given to him by the origin of the world and the scorching pain caused by the demon slaying ring were avoided.

In his eyes, under the oppression of this azure momentum, it seemed that he had finally exerted his true strength.

It turned out that before himself, he was just staying at the surface level of using it.

The snowflake elves around Luo Xue were originally guided by the power of the azure soul, but they no longer needed Luo Xue to concentrate on mental control, as long as Luo Xue's mind moved, they could keep up with Luo Xue's thoughts.

However, the soul membrane on his body was not damaged, why did his potential leak to the outside world? Luo Xue stretched out a hand and let the snowflakes fall on the palm of his hand.

Obviously, Luo Xue didn't have anything to do with it, but he could perceive every detail of the snowflake, as well as the faint thoughts.

It's like missing his master coming back, and it's like remembering the dead master, leaving a trace of nostalgia.

In an instant, Luo Xue seemed to see his future, his eyes were blue, and in the depths of his pupils, a snowflake with only a corner was sleeping quietly.

"This dead Origin Guardian is far beyond the realm of the Chengmu Period. Luo Xue suddenly understood a fact, his palms trembled, and he accidentally crushed the snowflakes, and then the melted snowflakes condensed again, and it didn't seem to hurt it.

Behind Luo Xue, there was a sound, and on the side of the withered trees, Kewang trembled and limped over.

After a short break, it barely regained the strength to fight, and one had to admire the ferocious recovery of the Warcraft.

Kewang whimpered, in the battle between Luo Xue and Dickens, although it couldn't see the process of the battle, and the smell of blood belonging to Dickens was getting stronger and stronger in its nose, but it understood that Luo Xue was gradually at a disadvantage.

It stood beside Luo Xue, staring at Dickens in front of him, but was suppressed by Dickens's death momentum, and his fear rose quickly, and he desperately wanted to escape. Corwan resisted Dickens's momentum, his eyes were pressed and blood bulged out, and at this moment, a cold hand gently stroked it.

"Kowan, you're no match for him. Luo Xue said calmly and stood in front of Kewang.

In Dickens's death momentum, Luo Xue is like a fallen leaf in a storm, which will be broken and pierced at will, but surprisingly, after the endless wind and rain blow, it will not be able to catch a single cent of this fallen leaf.

Kewang raised his head and saw a familiar and unfamiliar face, Luo Xue's tone was very indifferent, and he couldn't even hear any change in tone, but this cold one still had a temperature.

It immediately understood that it was no longer useful in this battle.

In the distance, Dickens seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of his new powers, and he noticed Luo Xue and Ko Wang, but looked at them with interest, because he only had one target, but if he could weaken Luo Xue's power, he would not mind killing the mongrel wild dog.

Luo Xue squatted down and whispered to Ke Wang, Ke Wan shook his head vigorously, it whimpered, and a layer of mist surged in its eyes, but under Luo Xue's repeated orders, it still turned back in pain, picked up the small branch under the root, and began to run away in the opposite direction.

"We meet at that end of the Mistlands. ”

"Trust me. ”

......

Luo Xue watched Kewang disappear into the mist, sighed softly, and then suddenly felt the killing intent rise from behind.

"Aren't you afraid I'll go around and kill it?" Dickens laughed cruelly.

"You're not going to do that. Luo Xue said calmly, making Dickens stunned for a moment. "In order to preserve this power against me, you will not deplete it on a demonic beast. ”

Dickens laughed, and then, as if looking at a dead man, said to Luo Xue, "It seems that you have the consciousness to face a mature stage." ”

"Then, let me see this strongest battle!"

After saying that, Dickens's shadow disappeared in an instant, exceeding several times that of Luo Xue, who had entered the momentum of unity, and Luo Xue also began to act, but the speed was even slower than before. (To be continued.) )