Zhiyue couldn't wait to chop Huang Lingheng into pieces and eat it.

This is not a metaphor, but a temptation from the darkness and evil that grows in Zhiyue's heart.

But after all, it is still in the realm of control.

Zhiyue immediately came to Qingxue's side, dispersed the pollutants and helped her up.

Although the damage caused to her is relatively weak, it also causes a certain degree of distortion on her body.

"Shen Ash! Look what good you've done! ”

"Look around you, look at us, look at Qingxue!"

Shen Ash, who has not wavered, after hearing these words, especially the last clear snow.

The body shook for a while.

Seeing that it had an effect, Huang Lingheng also struggled to get up, and said tremblingly:

"It's okay... She's fine, before ...... I was talking nonsense before. ”

Shen Shen turned his head to look at Huang Lingheng, and a huge sense of oppression came over.

He was plunged into darkness, and the wind and waves were constantly whistling in his ears.

He was like a lonely boat in the endless sea of darkness.

I don't know where I'm going to go, or what I'm going to meet.

Everything is unknown.

The only thing he can know is that everything is unknown.

Constant fear, constant fear.

It's like a knife slowly cutting his flesh, and it's extremely tormenting.

Here, time has lost its meaning.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe thousands or hundreds of years, maybe just that moment.

In the silent darkness, there was finally a new movement.

There was a loud banging sound behind Huang Lingheng, and Huang Lingheng looked back slowly.

It was a behemoth hidden in the darkness and unknown.

A soft white light appeared.

Huang Lingheng faced his fear again, and all the emotions he had accumulated exploded exponentially at this moment.

His body stiffened, his eyes widened, and his pupils dilated.

That's the father of sharks!

However, at this moment, the darkness around him subsided, and the figure of the father of the sharks gradually disappeared.

Huang Lingheng returns to the real world from the illusion of both the false and the real.

Although his spirit, reason has been tortured to the point of being inhuman.

Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng also fell into a short-term illusion of truth and falsehood just now, but they were not as serious as Huang Lingheng.

They don't know how long it has been.

But when they also withdrew from it, they all looked ahead in shock.

There is not only gray there, but also clear snow.

Qingxue seems to have woken up somehow when they fell into the illusion of truth and falsehood.

I don't know how long this time was, and I don't know exactly what happened.

But Qingxue's expression was sluggish at the moment, but she tightly hugged Shen Shen in the form of the creator.

The polluted aura that wafted out from Shen Ash's body, like a combination of water and mist, was invading Qingxue's body.

The barbs on Shen Ash's body were also inserted into her body.

Blood surged, slowly flowing out of Qingxue's seven orifices and torso.

On Shen's gray-black body, it is embellished, outlining slender, bright red, and dazzling blood marks.

In the several pairs of dark eyes on Shen Gray's chest, a glimmer of light gradually appeared.

That indescribable, eerie aura is decaying.

The sharp-toothed mouth on the face slowly closed until there was no gap left, and it turned into a featureless face again.

The barbs at the joints retracted into the body, and the dorsal fin on the back reverted to tentacles.

The black water and mist in that halo also peeled off and turned back into a dusk-like color.

Shen Ash's form of creation gradually returned to normal.

The ever-expanding world of the dead has also stopped, and even begun to converge back.

The black layer of water on the ground and the pollution on the ground all turned into black smoke and drifted into the air.

The sense of oppression, dullness and fear that lingered in Zhiyue's hearts finally disappeared.

Whether it is mental or physical, at this moment, it seems to be breaking free from under the 100,000 mountains.

That feeling of relaxation is simply amazing.

One of the hands of the Shen Gray Creator Form peeled off a puff of tumbling mist and turned into a human arm.

The arm stroked Qingxue's head, and a hoarse and low voice came from Shen Shen's body:

"So you're fine......"

After saying that, Shen Shen fell directly to the ground.

A large amount of smoke came out of his body, and his body completely changed from his creator form back to human.

Qingxue also fell down with her, losing consciousness.

Only Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng were left looking at each other, all this was too sudden for them.

The streets here are all gone, except for the physical damage caused, although there are still various clues.

In the sky above the city, the black "filter" also dissipated, and the sky returned to clearness.

All those who paid attention to the changes in the sky, seeing the abnormal weather disappear, continued to go about their own business.

Completely unaware that a crisis is far away.

The rest of Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng are not in very good condition.

In the world of death, in the face of Shen Shen, in the illusion of truth and falsehood.

Their spirits and intellect have fluctuated too much.

Zhiyue, in particular, has also absorbed the power of the world of death.

Now that I am relaxed, I suddenly feel sluggish, everything in front of me has become blurry, and my head is dizzy and I feel nauseous.

"I... No, you take us to vomit~ go, pay attention to the people of the World Association vomit~"

Zhiyue said, sat directly on the ground, and couldn't help but vomit.

Now only Leng Zimeng is slightly better.

However, she saw that there were four people present, three of whom were unconscious, and one was almost gone.

I really don't know how I'm going to take them all.

Even if you resist once, you can only resist two!

And also to avoid people who might be in the neighborhood of the World Association.

Leng Zimeng suddenly felt that her head was getting bigger, and her state seemed to be even worse.

But Leng Zimeng could only grit her teeth and scold angrily, adding a bit of heat to her cold face:

"Damn! I'll leave the mess all to me! ”

Leng Zimeng began to drag everyone together.

Begin to try how you can get four people at once.

One in the left hand, one in the right hand, and one on each shoulder...... Fail.

Anti-four people at a time...... Fail.

Rotten, nothing to care...... Succeed.

Leng Zimeng sat helplessly on the ground, ready to think of a way, or find some tools nearby.

But at this moment, the enchantment that Leng Zimeng had isolated here was corrupted by the Death World before.

In addition, there is no new power supplement from Leng Zimeng, and Leng Zimeng can't provide it.

Finally, the barrier could not be supported and shattered and disappeared.

The aura condensed here is always different from the outside, and there is a sense of fluctuation that has unfolded into the creation world.

It spreads out at once, and although it is very noticeable, it will disappear quickly.

But after all, it was sensed by the people of the nearby World Association.

Leng Zimeng secretly said that it was not good, this is bad.

But at this moment, in the passage of the closed street where they were.

A man wearing a clown mask was followed by a middle-aged man.

"Hermit, the aftermath is up to you."

Then the fool looked at Leng Zimeng, and they let out a hehehe-hey laugh: "Did you have fun?" ”