Click.

God was silent and indifferently put away his sword.

A crack appeared in the transparent air in front of him.

As the rift widened, the entire barrier collapsed with a thud.

Empty.

There is no imaginary view, and the barrier is empty.

Shen Wuyin frowned.

She sniffed lightly, and the smell of blood still lingered in the air.

Following the direction of the red streamer, the smell of blood gradually became stronger, and Shen Wuyin looked at the blood stains on the ground with a solemn expression. There was a sudden bad premonition in his heart, and looking around, Shen Wuyin finally found a pool of blood in the distance.

Walking quickly to the pool of blood, his eyes slightly condensed.

In a pool of blood lay a young man with a broken arm, covered in scars.

"Mi Si'an?"

Shen Wuyin squatted down, recognized the identity of the young man, and his heart sank slightly.

Broken arm...

The goal of the other side is absolute defense.

Shen Wuyin immediately judged the other party's purpose.

After checking the wounds on Mi Si'an's body up and down, Shen Wuyin's face became even heavier, so sharp. I don't know if it's a needle or a sword, but I just look at the injury, it seems to have been caused at the same time, and the number is huge.

After thinking about it, a terrible thought jumped through Shen Wuyin's mind.

Swish!

In vain a young man fell from the sky.

The body is covered with small mechas, and the eyes are deep and orange.

"Mi Si Ann!!"

The girl's hurried voice came from not far away.

The next moment, several black and white mecha silently appeared around.

Ziqiao ran out of the search team, looked at the scene in front of him, and was stunned for a while.

Her friend Mi Si'an fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

And her sister, with his blood on her hands.

"...."Ziqiao looked at Shen Wuyin in a daze, "For.. Why..."

Why is this happening?

Shen Wuyin frowned.

Before she could speak, Nemonkri raised his hand indifferently, and with his gesture, several mechs scattered around her, quickly spreading around the entire area to form an encirclement trend.

"Huh."

Shen Wuyin sneered.

"Get out of him." Nemonkri's voice was cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

Several mechs set up their guns at the same time, aiming at the petite girl.

Shen Wuyin didn't care, Shi Shiran stood up, "He's out of breath." ”

"You killed him." Nemonkeri narrowed his eyes.

"Why, sister... Sister, why are you, why are you doing this, how did you become like this..."Zi Qiao's eyes were in a trance, looking at the blood-stained Shen Wuyin, only to feel that he had never been so strange.

When did her sister become so cold and ruthless?

"Did you see me kill him?" Shen Wuyin glanced at Ziqiao, not angry but laughing.

"Then why do you keep bothering Misien?" Nemon Cree spoke up.

His voice suppressed anger, and the orange around him grew stronger.

"It seems that even if I tried to explain, you wouldn't listen."

Shen Wuyin smiled indifferently, and held the cold and demonic black sword in his backhand.

"Do it."

Seeing that she took the initiative to hold the sword, Nemonkri raised his hand and looked indifferent.

"Wait..."

Rumble!!

Hundreds of shells shot out in an instant, drowning out Ziqiao's voice.

Whew!

Hundreds of black long swords emerged from behind the god silent in an instant, like a peacock opening its screen, blasting towards the blazing cannonballs that came from all directions. Shen Wuyin held a cold black sword, and his golden eyes were strange and penetrating.

"Search Team One, request reinforcements."

Nemonkri pressed the communicator next to his ear and calmly stepped into the rain of cannonballs and swords.

With each step he took, the ground cracked and burst into flames.

Realm of Illusions.

The god stared silently, his body moved slightly, and he rushed towards Nimonkri with lightning speed.

Looking at the war in front of him, Ziqiao walked to Mi Si'an in a daze.

His eyes were closed, and his face was covered in blood. Usually Hang Erlang looks like he is looking for a fight, but at the moment he is quiet and does not like to speak, Ziqiao squatted and knelt, and couldn't help crying, "Mi Si'an... Wake up, don't scare me..."