In the tornado sandstorm, every grain of sand and gravel grew dense filaments, and more and more filaments were entangled together to form a giant black cocoon that enveloped the drunkard.

The drunkard struggled desperately inside, knocking out bulges on the surface of the cocoon, the filaments coiled layer by layer, the cocoon became bigger and bigger, the grit became thicker and thicker, and the bulge gradually decreased, and in the end, the surface of the cocoon did not move again, and even the drunkard's struggle could not be seen.

Holcomb did not relax, the drunkard in the cocoon had not completely lost his resistance, and the filaments were still vibrating,

Holcomb controls the filaments to weave layer by layer, and the drunkard's space for movement is getting smaller and smaller, and when the filaments completely entangle the drunkard, it is the final moment to close the net.

The tornado sandstorm became more violent, and the battlefield became darker and more difficult to see.

Holcombe's control over his realm was a deliberate phenomenon he had created, and the drunkard was unwilling to hand over the fruits of victory to the Bloody Blade when he saw that he was about to be defeated.

Whether the drunkard was captured alive or killed by him in the end, it was the result of his Holcomb alone, and no one wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Thinking of this, Holcomb deliberately darkened the area of the realm, and even the wind of the tornado became louder, and he hid him and the drunkard in a sandstorm, ready to subdue the king of the desert.

Holcomb popped out a vial, and the vial flew over the cocoon and poured out the liquid, which was not messed up in the midst of such a violent tornado sandstorm, dripping on the cocoon.

Originally, the drunkard's screams had been stuffed in the giant cocoon, and as soon as the liquid fell, the drunkard's screams came out again, and it was obvious that these drops of liquid had a strong irritation to the drunkard.

As the name suggests, deep sleep is not poison, but a drug that makes people fall into a stupor, which Holcomb asked for for at this moment.

At the beginning, the Cyclops Empire and the Blood Lion Empire cooperated, and the Blood Blade proposed to capture Tahran alive, so he moved his mind, he deliberately split his sword heart and joined forces with the Blood Blade to fight the enemy, just to face Tahran alone.

The Talan beast is full of treasures, especially Talan's golden claw, which is an invincible weapon, even if he can only get Talan's corpse, he will make a lot of money.

And what really makes Holcomb care is Taran's innate skill, and the strange strength contained in that skill can be said to be Talan's magic weapon to win.

Holcomb had long coveted this magical technique of Taran, and others might not be able to do anything about it, but his realm had its own uses.

His tornado sandstorm can wear down the cultivation of others, and he has created a great reputation in the South Wind Continent, and under the cover of the murderous name, there is actually another special effect.

His tornado sandstorm can sense the operation of other people's fighting energy, which allows him to peek through the trajectory of other people's exercise skills, in the battle, he can easily find the enemy's flaws from the trajectory, so as to win easily, he can also steal the strengths of the enemy's exercise skills, and use them for his own use after a slight modification, which is why he has remained strong for so many years, he uses this method to deal with Taran, just to steal this secret of Talan!

The cultivation of the Blood Blade was far inferior to him, and even if he wanted to swallow Taran alone in the end, the Blood Blade would not be able to take him.

He glanced at the battle situation on the side of the Blood Blade, the situation was a little strange, only to see the Archangel and the Archdemon sandwiching Neo in the middle, not as if they were going to join forces with Neo to attack the Blood Blade,

However, whatever he is, no matter what the battle situation is on the Bloody Blade side, the final outcome will be in his favor, the longer they fight, the more in line with his wishes, it is best that the Bloody Blade and Neo are both defeated, and in the end he can only clean up the battlefield by him Holcombe, if he can take the work of Neo, a magic knight

If you also get the secret of the law, it couldn't be more perfect.

Holcomb put away his wishful thinking and concentrated on dealing with the drunkard in the tornado sandstorm.

"Neo, I see the light in you, now is the time, come, melt into the light, your soul and body will be sublimated, and all your enemies will be burned by the light!" The archangel's voice, which was originally emotionless, now sounded full of seduction

Confuse.

"Tut-tut, Neo, look at you," the archdemon's deep voice sounded at the right time, and as it spoke, it pointed the jagged flame sword in its hand at the bloody blade, "Even such a weak enemy can show off his might in front of you, you are really a weakling, come on, come to me,

Throw yourself into the arms of strength and taste the sweetness of power. ”

All this happened in the realm of the Blood Blade, and he immediately sensed the abnormality, however, at this time, it seemed that another realm space appeared in his domain,

The archangel and the archdemon, along with Neo, were all in this space, and the blood blade could not control it at all.

The connection between the blood light and the blue light on the short blade was also interrupted, and the blood blade panicked and wanted to stay away from this place, but his years of combat experience did not make him feel the danger, and the archangel and the archdemon in the middle of the battlefield did not even look at him.

He tried to secretly shrink the realm, but the archangels and archdemons in the field seemed to regard him as air and ignored him at all.

The archangel continued: "Come, Neo, accept your destiny and throw yourself into the arms of light, and you will be sublimated! ”

The words of the Great Demon are equally seductive: "Neo, the self-proclaimed divine light is nothing, and it is worthless in the face of true power. Join me, and everything in the world will be reduced to nothingness, and only power will be eternal! ”

The blood blade slowly shrank the field to the surface of his body, overlapping with his shield armor, which made him feel a lot more at ease,

Bloodblade stepped back and laughed wildly and said, "Aha, Neo, your baby wants to be your master, it seems that I can save some effort, hahaha." ”

Bloodblade turned his gaze to look at Baberg, who was standing in the air, and said with a wild laugh: "Baberg, don't be idle, you will make up for the losses caused by your friends." ”

The blood blade flashed in front of Barberg, he knew Barberg's cultivation very well, he didn't even bother to open the realm, and the short blade in his hand stabbed directly at Barberg.

The archangel stopped speaking, and a beautiful band of light stretched out from the white wings behind it, fluttering but unstoppable stabbing at him, but Neo couldn't even lift his hand, allowing the band of light to pierce his head!

In his mind, it seemed that 10,000 angels sang hymns, and Neo's body felt extremely warm, and around him was a gentle white light, as if he had fallen into a sea of light.

The light was not dazzling, it was as white as a mother's milk, without a trace of filth, and from the inside out there was a holiness, a holiness that had not been tarnished in any way!

Neo seems to have returned to his mother's arms, wandering in this warmth, he doesn't even bother to open his eyes, an indescribable warmth and security linger in Neo's heart, he just wants to lie down, blend into this holy ocean, become one with it, and become a part of it.

The voice of the archangel became gentle and kind: "Neo, you and I are one, we are all children of light, come, become my part, and in the future, you will be me and I will be you." ”