Zhang Er's eyes trembled, he couldn't believe how Ding Zheng could appear here.

Shouldn't he have run away, after all, everyone in this world is like this, and no one will really stand in front of him.

Even if it's a lonely world, there is only yourself and the bloody world.

Ding Zheng gritted his teeth, put the long sword in front of him, stared at Bei He who was walking in front of him with tenacious eyes, and shouted in a childish voice: "I won't let you go!" You actually dare to hurt Brother Ling Tian! ”

"Don't... Don't, go! Zhang Er struggled on the ground to stand up, but the nails on his body were like irreversible seals, not giving him any chance at all.

It didn't help to let the blood ooze from the pull of his arm, and the little back was extremely firm, and it seemed that something had opened up in his eyes.

Zhang Er stood in front of the gate full of chains, grabbed the chains and beat hard, screaming and shouting, but there was nothing he could do.

Finally, he knelt in front of him pleadingly, pushing the door that had not moved.

"Please... Give me strength... Please..."

But no one responded, only he was here, in this lonely world, and Ding Zheng's appearance was like a hand stretched out behind his desperate crying.

Put it on his shoulder and tell him, "It's okay, you don't just have yourself, your world already has a lot of things"

He turned his head in a daze and saw the peaceful village, in which Yu Fei, who was wearing an apron, waved to him, and Ding Zheng, who looked distressed behind him.

With a cruel smile on the corner of Bei He's mouth, he arrived in front of Ding Zheng in an instant.

He didn't kill the girl directly, he was just curious, why did she dare to come over and stand in front of this person, right.

"Aren't you afraid?" , his voice is like a cold current, refreshing to the bone marrow.

Ding Zheng's eyes were firm, although his arm trembled a little while holding the long sword, but his pace did not move at all, she would not let go of even a single step, she was here to protect Brother Ling Tian.

The big hand that fell, without any mercy, did not seem to get the answer she wanted, and was somewhat not satisfied, then she could die.

The broken long sword, but Ding Zheng's eyes did not change at all, even if the pitch-black palm was about to stick to her body, but she knew.

Sometimes, well, it is to respond to that person, and if you are willing to lend a hand, I will repay you with my body.

Bang!

The earth trembled wildly, Yu Fei coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's arm was shattered because it was blocked by this seemingly impossible attack.

"It's okay... Ahem..."

"You know how to be grateful more than I do, but I'm an adult, so I should protect you, right?"

Bei He was tired of their tricks like gourd babies saving their grandfather, the giant force was not in control, and Yu Fei drew an arc, and the flying blood spilled on Zhang Er's mask.

The woman who was afraid of death stopped in the distance, and she seemed to realize that it was because of Ding Zheng's tough face that she still faced her heart.

"Didn't you choose him? Your vision is much better than your mother's", Ye Chun's words echoed like a beam.

She came back and stood in the way.

She's not afraid.

Rising demonic energy, climb quickly.

Zhang Er's body quickly condensed with dense tattoos, and his restless heart was like an engine turned on.

Bei He was stunned, and he saw a nail, and the pitch-black nail flew in front of him.

A man who screamed in despair, his arms covered in blood, shouted in pain.

The chains shattered, bursting inch by inch, and the huge door was forced open a crack, and a face full of evil blood poked out.

"What do you need? Strength or memory? The evil face, like a ghost, hovered over his ears.

"Strength! I want strength!! ”

"Please give it to me!! Lend it to me!! You and mine! Strength! ”

Zhang Er's cold face was full of rage, and he shouted frantically towards the crack in the door.

"Even if you forget everything and fall back into madness, don't you care?" , the evil face, asked softly.

"I don't care..."

Spread wings, there is a pair.

One black and one white, the black one is long and wide, full of forest demonic energy, and the white one is short and pure, like a gift from the gods.

The body is densely packed like a hideous soul, and the climbing tattoo writhes wildly.

The bursting clothes made his whole person look like a demon crawling out of hell, and the coiled demonic qi and the rising and falling flames blended together.

Suddenly raised his head, drawing out the blood red of the evil spirit, Bei He was stunned, and he couldn't believe why this person's breath would climb so quickly.

From the second order of the Demon Lord, it was like riding on a rocket, breaking through the third and fourth orders, and faintly reaching the coercion of the fifth order.

"Take her away", Zhang Er grabbed Ding Zheng's shoulder that was stunned in place, and stepped out, the ground resonated and began to expand the ravine around, and the huge ravine spread out like a crack.

This sentence can be said, it is Zhang Er's greatest sanity now, he is about to lose all his sanity, and the power of chaos begins to beat, right in the middle of the sea of blood and the pale land.

Sensing Zhang Er's changes, he began to provide the host with a steady stream of chaotic power.

It is the embodiment of the power of life and mind in the primordial universe, symbolizing life and power.

It is the connection point of all the spiritual hearts of all things that exist or will exist in the future in this world, and is the creator and source of spiritual power.

The power given by its rotation is far superior to that of gods and demons, and it is a high-level power that surpasses all of them, and it is the most absolute power.

Picking up Yu Fei, who had passed out, Ding Zheng glanced back at Zhang Er's appearance, secretly frightened.

Who is this person, he is definitely not the Ling Tian brother he admires, but has he unraveled anything for himself and Sister Yu Fei...

Her departure made Zhang Er completely begin to vent, and the power in her body continued to gush out, like well water that will never be exhausted.

And now he, in Bei He's opinion, is not a demon at all... It's a heretical creature with demons and gods!

How could there be such a creature, with such terrifying power, those wings and the slowly moving tattoo on the body, it was simply terrifying.

The white mask was stained with a lot of blood, making it even more demonic.

"Anger is your source, and your strength comes from anger, so let this anger be preserved, to fight, to release"

The huge door slammed shut, and the evil face disappeared in an instant.

Only left, Zhang Erna was already laughing, and his face like a demon stood in place.

The human body is like a puppet, with a click, the crooked neck looks extremely weird, and the pair of eyes that can't tell whether it is anger or cruel and bloodthirsty eyes look straight at Bei He, making him feel furious.

"Let me, with angry praise"

After saying this, Zhang Er's figure disappeared, and a few flickeres arrived in front of Bei He, and the seemingly weak fist shattered the space, pierced the crack and landed on Bei He's body.

In this battle, the area that was full of life was originally a blessed land, but now it has become like a hell of Huangquan, the surrounding air has become gray and foggy, and the refreshing breeze of the past has become like nine shades, cold and biting.

The fists that crossed in mid-air caused a sonic boom and air explosion, and a large amount of space was shattered like broken glass, scattered.

When the Demon Lord reaches this realm, he is already an existence that can tear apart the space with his hands.

They can use the laws of the surrounding space to fight, and the power of nothingness that induces the rift is wrapped around their bodies.

But Bei He was amazed, such a strong enemy didn't have any use of space power, and he didn't seem to use it at all, but because of some things, he forcibly raised his combat power.

Although this kind of person is terrifying, he lacks a lot of experience and the ability to control space in actual combat.

For the Demon Lord Fifth Order, only the power of space could inflict substantial damage on them, because the flesh had been washed by the void and had transcended most of it.

Ordinary punches and feet, swords can be completely ignored.

But he could still feel the power of this man's manipulation, which he didn't recognize, seemed unheard of.

It was a feeling that was very much like the power of space, but it wasn't, and although the damage to itself was limited, it was by no means none.

And what he felt was the power of chaos that Zhang Er had obtained, but he didn't fuse, it was just an ordinary host relationship, and he couldn't use it all.

It's borrowing, but it's enough to borrow, and the crazy attack caught Bei He a little off guard.

This person is terrible, he doesn't care if he has a limit or not, whether he will be seriously injured or not, he is just attacking.

Only attacking but not defending will make people feel terrifying.

Zhang Er's face flowed with evil intent, using his fingers as a sword, and Bei He was stunned and suddenly felt an ethereal killing intent, which was extremely dangerous.

It was an extremely dangerous feeling, and seeing Zhang second-hand commanding, Bei He instantly retreated.

He could feel that a huge force suddenly appeared on this person's fingertips, it was the ultimate spatial power!

Fingers swept across his chest, and he immediately made a sword intent, his eyebrows froze onto the figure of Bei He who had burst out in the distance, and the corners of Zhang Er's mouth rose inexplicably.

He didn't know where he remembered this move, but it appeared.

The body was like thunder, disappearing in an instant, and the sword that exceeded the speed of light was drawn and slashed away.

Like a lightning bolt, it disappeared in an instant, and the brilliance then turned into a straight line, and the shattered space behind him exploded.

There was a click, and it was extremely crisp, and the wind whistling from another space was like an irresistible hand.

Standing behind the Bei River, but not finished.

Zhang Er's body rose with a scorching air current, and with his fingers as a sword, he drew a perfect circle, which was the second form, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves.

The brilliance flashed, like a breeze falling, causing the fallen leaves to dance.

I don't know when the night is, but I slowly climbed up to the sky, and I saw a figure standing stiffly in the air below.

There was also a flash of light that passed quickly, so fast that it was impossible to follow.

"Under the moon, the pot is cloudy"

"Third Form"

"Obsessed with looking back"