The whole human body turned into the fattest black dragon, proud of the world, floating in the air, forming the appearance of a coiling dragon.

Claws grabbing forward! It's as if it can scratch space out of thin air, it's very powerful, and it's unbelievable.

At the same time, the privacy is gradually getting rid of its zombie identity, and the original power is not reserved to burst out of the body, and the weird talisman and the zombie body that originally bound the body are also slowly losing their original role.

The shackles of the seal completely exploded on the body.

Originally, it was just a dying zombie, so above the body, there were many moves to suppress and restrain one's abilities and means.

However, at this time, he did not have any suppression, and completely turned into the most murderous monster in this world.

On his body, the Dao marks that suppressed his original strength and cultivation all disappeared.

However, this is by no means a good thing, the disappearance of the Dao marks and talismans that suppressed his body means that his vitality is passing at a rapid speed.

Like a lake that is about to be drained, without a fresh source to replenish it, it will turn into an imperceptible speck of sand in the middle of the years.

In the end, he drifted away with the wind and scattered among the world, but at this moment, Si Ming completely broke out with a fighting intent, and the surging killing intent made him get carried away by a nameless anger and excitement.

At this time, Si Ming's body exploded with a bang, and the zombie mark it suppressed on its body also disappeared.

From the original corpse, it has completely turned into a huge flesh monster.

The black dragon's whiskers trembled slightly, and they flapped in the air like a ghost's whip.

The ripples that burst out layer by layer dispersed, like waves that stretched infinitely like water waves.

But the aura of the too illusory realm was directly dissolved with strange moves.

All I saw was a cold cloud, which suddenly smashed into the vortex of ice and snow.

The icy breath immediately froze all the ripples of the beard into the shape of frost.

Then after a while of breath swimming, several figures continued to fall.

One of the guys wielding a fiery nunchuck, flapping the space, and the flames around him turned into countless flaming birds.

Shot out, the nunchucks flung forward as well.

The man was forced in front of him, relying on hand-to-hand combat skills, and fighting with Si Ming.

Si Ming felt a sense of invincibility, "Do you want to suppress me when I completely turn into a monster?" What a presumptuous idea without any viability! ”

At this moment, Si Ming's figure exploded instantly, and the huge pressure in Si Ming's body, the surging pressure, immediately blasted all the seven figures away.

At this moment, Si Ming is like a pure monster, a monster that is difficult to contain, and ordinary means cannot control him.

Si Ming's another large-scale attack and explosion caused a lot of trouble to Chen Ming, who looked at the approaching black figure.

The other party held a machete in his hand, and the machete was slashed horizontally or downward, and it was difficult for Chen Ming to resist.

Every time he collided with the other party, part of the flesh on the boy's body would rot, and it would wither, decay, and dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the passage of time, the trauma suffered by Chen Ming will be like bloodletting, and the injury will continue to worsen, and even cause irreversible damage to the body.

But Chen Ming could only hold on to the other party, and every time Si Ming completely broke out or was too illusory, after the old man became angry, the wounds suffered by the young man would be even more serious.

As time goes on, it is inevitable that you will eventually be on the verge of death, but it is only a matter of time.

After all, he is for Si Ming, and for this weird old man in the Illusory Realm.

It's just a little guy who can't even control the battlefield.

But Chen Ming didn't want to die here, thanks to the help of the pleural eye membrane, he was able to turn the desperate situation into his own way out many times.

Under the hands of several guys one after another, they all got rid of the mortal situation and crawled back from the border of hell again.

Among the people who were tossing around blindly, there was not only the aura of too illusory realm, but also one of the seven terrible old men.

There are also miasma humanoids that keep rushing over, their methods are all illegal, and every time they make a move, they are accompanied by the appearance of various heaven and earth powers.

Among them, the most difficult ones are naturally those seven appearances, very strange figures.

The weapons they hold in their hands are to see what kind of way they are.

At this time, after Chen Ming took three steps back, he tried to find the rift in the space or this world, so as to get rid of it completely.

But Chen Ming attracted the attention of the seven monsters, and at this moment, each of them had the old man's last residual thoughts on their bodies.

Originally, he was still thinking in his heart, this young boy, maybe there will be some moves and effects?

However, in such a desperate situation, Chen Ming did not break out at all.

I can't contain Si Ming at all, I really don't know if my mother Sang gave her soul origin, which symbolizes the breath of the last remnant soul, to a stupid boy who doesn't know how thick the sky is.

The original old man in the Illusory Realm wanted to save this young man's life.

See if he has the ability and ability to change the battlefield, now it seems ...... Only by taking away his body can we find a way out for the old man.

I saw one of them, a burly old man with two knives in his hand, approaching forward.

A white beard that floats in the cold wind.

The hair and face are covered with black frost.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was hidden in his beard.

All you can hear is a hideous laugh, spitting out of the throat.

"Give me back, little one! Maybe I'll cherish it even more...... Take care of your body, or I'll only beat you to pulp, and then make do with what I use, so as not to suffer some flesh and skin, or don't struggle. ”

is how Chen Ming would listen to the other party's discipline and clapped his hands.

At that moment, the blood-colored hair in his hand spread, and then a fire directly ignited the soil underground.

The hair was wrapped around like a fire whip, but the aura of the too illusory realm was ethereal and illusory, so he dodged it directly.

Chen Ming had long thought that this situation would happen, and he snorted and laughed, "A ball of breath!" is pretending to be a ghost here, do you really think you are the king of heaven? ”

The then burning breath of those strands of hair had a strong nerve-paralyzing effect and toxins.

Quick as a wink! As a result, all the surrounding air masses and lifeforms were trapped in a desperate situation where they could not move.

Among them, the old man who was originally rampant, with a hideous face, seemed to look down on Chen Ming at all, and there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes.

He watched as the neurotoxin spread through his hair, wrapping around his body.

Then Chen Ming grabbed his palms forward, grabbed the other party's two eyeballs, and probed his fingers into them.

When it was torn to both sides, the man's head was directly pulled away by the young man.

After the head was shattered into residue, it was too illusory and disintegrated.

Cheng Chenming held the double knives in the old man's hands, and the remaining cold air and blood fluttered above.

Chill double-edged, throwing forward.

After the cold current penetrates, with the help of a little cold light, the space in the distance is illuminated.

But after all, the light was limited, and it was impossible to see what monsters were still hiding in the infinite darkness.

Chen Ming had no choice but to step forward, and then closely followed the direction in which the cold air flowed.

With another black miasma creature, it immediately attacked.

It was none other than Jiang Shenghui......

His stone body was already riddled with holes, perhaps the consciousness of his body was a little curious about the huge movement here.

Therefore, most of the spiritual will is gathered in this direction.

At this moment, the man who was as strong as a mountain actually fell into the middle of heaven and earth, making a hole.

Chen Ming was overjoyed when he saw it, there was no endless road, but he didn't expect to be ...... in the end On weekdays, the most unpleasant guy was saved.

As soon as the monster rushed out, it had already been eroded by the miasma, and layers of blood-black filth flowed all over its body......

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the young man flying over, like a hungry tiger pounced, directly tearing the other party apart.

Then the rock armor and the remnants of flesh and blood, under the refining of the young man, slowly turned into an armor.

Covering Chen Ming's body, sure enough, at the vertical hole downward, there was a miasma of dead ashes flowing.

Si Ming sensed that this piece of heaven and earth was opened, and a crack was opened.

At this time, Si Ming's eyes widened, "I actually let that kid escape, count him as a big fate!" I guess I'll just spare him his life......"

At this time, Si Ming completely expanded into a black dragon green, which could turn all life in heaven and earth into withering in an instant.

But the other party escaped from the narrow hole, but could not catch up again.

At this time, the two are completely shrouded in battle spirit, and the monsters who are deep in the quagmire, which one is not the way of life and death.

A freak who is only in pursuit of supreme power.

They were desperate to fight together again, and the hahaha laughter made them completely lose the last shred of their sanity.

The old decay is here today, burying everything in the past!

After Chen Ming got rid of that hellish scene, he finally got a chance to survive.

He felt the touch of the hard soil below.

He slowly pushed the stone down from his body, grasped one of the sections, and lifted the mass of the corpse stained by the flames.

Let the flame be blue, it is the fire of the soul, and the cold feeling makes Chen Ming really uncomfortable.

But with the help of this faint light source, he could detect that on the wall beside him, one after another carved dao marks appeared.

Those road marks are like the murals of our ancestors, exuding a mysterious smell.

When Chen Ming touched it, it seemed that he could feel the depression and greatness above, just when Chen Ming lost his mind.

As far as the eye can see, there is a flash of fire, one after another totem-like murals.

Like golden flowing water, it bursts out with a strong and dazzling golden light and dark gold.

Boom! Explode ......

Then it quickly dimmed and turned into a trickle, flowing slowly through the massive wall.

The trickle that spreads out, as the wall flows, constructs a majestic image.

It looks like armies pushing chariots on both sides, fighting each other, huge armies, arranged in a square grid.

The murals are like simple oil paintings or street graffiti, and they have a child's unique aesthetic.

The appearance is quite immature, but not beautiful, but there is a sense of solemnity.

Chen Ming took a half step back, only to find that the dark golden light appeared again.

The wall in front of him disappeared instantly, and Chen Ming jumped up......

When I looked forward in an instant, I saw that everywhere I saw was all dilapidated, and as far as my eye could see, all the decaying and withered corpses fell to the ground.

The ancient armor on their bodies was very terrifying, and after Chen Ming walked half a step, he immediately stopped.

He knew that if he stepped forward again, he was afraid that he would not be any different from the corpses that had fallen.