The wasteland never seems to end, and under the endless darkness, there are only endless predators.

A few fine gravel bones rolled down the cliff, and a large group of spirits flew in with the sound, spreading their wings several meters wide, and circled around the cliff for a long time without finding it, and then they disappeared one after another. Soon after they disappeared, a white-headed evil spirit quietly emerged from among the rocks. The eyes of this evil spirit were much clearer than those of the rest of its kind, and it contained the light of insight into the world like a real human being.

Even a lone wraith, capable of easily killing ten times as many evil spirits, not to mention that these aerial butchers always hunt in groups. In the second world of the Dark Lands, the Wraith is the overlord at the top of the food chain. The white-headed evil spirit looked left and right, saw that there was no movement, and was about to go down the cliff, but suddenly stopped its movements and retracted back to its previous hiding place.

A figure came like lightning, and the group of spirits just now were chasing after them. There were nearly half fewer Wraidols than before, but the rest was enough for them to form a hunting formation and swoop down one after another.

The chasing tall evil spirit has rare agility and speed, rushing left and right, interspersed in the weathered stone forest, every time he dodges a pair or several pairs of giant claws from above, he will jump high, turn around and wave the long rope in his hand, the oval object attached to the end of the rope looks like a large meteor hammer, once swept out with a terrifying wind whistle, most of the air will explode a large canopy of flesh and blood, and a mass of original energy floats out from the corpse dropped by the spirit, lingering.

As an evil spirit, how did that guy become the slaughterer instead?

The white-headed evil spirit on the cliff poked out half of its head and peeked secretly, and was stunned by the abnormal strength of the tall evil spirit. Only on rare occasions can the soon-to-be-advanced individual in the evil spirit complete the counter-killing of the spirit, often in a one-on-one situation. What's going on now?

The gravity of the second layer world is at least ten times higher than that of the first layer, is such a catapult force really considered normal?

Gregars naturally have leaders, and this group of wraiths is no exception. Seeing that he couldn't help the tall evil spirit, the Wrathe King with red stripes on his wings suddenly screamed, and shot down from the sky, his two sharp claws stretched straight.

The same is a dive pounce. How could its movements be a hundred times faster than the other Wraiths, but the tall evil spirit dragging the "Meteor Hammer" had just killed the last ordinary Wraith, but it couldn't dodge the blow that the Wraith's had been gathering for a long time. The claws tore through the flesh and skin of the bone armor, and then tore through the back, and the furious force flew straight out with the tall evil spirit, rolling all the way to the ground.

The reason why the Wraith King attacked last had a lot to do with the infighting nature of the Wraith population. Under any premise, the injured or weakened leader will have to face endless challenges from his own kind until he is replaced. This class law of supremacy of power doomed the Wraithin King to be cautious when hunting and confronting enemies. Even inaction at some point.

The white-headed evil spirit that was watching the fire from the other side was not surprised by the patience shown by the Spirit King, but it was the tall evil spirit that was pounced down that surprised it a lot. This was the first instance of the use of homemade weapons in the wasteland, where fangs, claws, and bone spurs were popular. As far as the vast majority of evil spirits are left with only their fighting instincts, bone spurs are their most handy killing tool.

But what did this tall evil spirit use? Meteor Hammer? Could it be that in the process of tracing the origin, his intelligence was not affected at all, so he knew how to make weapons with his own hands?

What dumbfounded the bald spirit the most was that the freak was still wearing a thick layer of skin peeled from under the wraith's crotch. It really doesn't see how useful it can be, other than the inconvenience it causes. I don't even know the pain and itching. Who is afraid of the cold? As for covering up shame, that's even more bullshit, when will the walking dead learn to take care of face?

It looked at Relo's eyes, and it looked like it had seen a raw chicken's egg.

Lei Luo struggled to his feet, his waist slightly arched, and assumed a defensive stance. Frequent killings and plunders brought about a radical change in him - a strong body like a cow's tendon grew under the bone armor. The stretched vertebrae made his head two feet taller than before, and with the pale flames burning in his eye sockets and the black nails like knives on his fingertips, he looked like an upright beast.

The Wraith King remained cautious and did not approach Lei Luo after landing. Instead, he suddenly bowed his head and spewed out a stream of blue fire dragons more than ten meters long, devouring the other party. This is a lore trick that ordinary spirits can't have, the wraiths inhabit the scorching caverns full of molten fire all year round, and only by absorbing countless primordial fires can the Wraiths King be able to generate fire control powers, with a burning effect between a claw and a pounce. At this moment, the Immortal Spirit King's direct blow with the original energy was even more violent, not to mention a mere evil spirit, even if the pig iron and steel were placed in front of him, it would easily melt.

For Lei Luo, who picked almost the entire community, the Spirit King was quite jealous. From the encounter between the two sides until now, Lei Luo has always refused to face the enemy head-on, when he began to pursue, the Wrath King also attacked from a distance in the air, and repeatedly missed, but the slippery loach Lei Luo took advantage of the hole to counterattack, and the "Meteor Hammer" rushed at the other Wraiths again and again, and the accuracy and kill rate were ridiculously high.

In any case, this costly hunt has finally come to an end, and with the primordial energy left behind by the wraiths, the feast is still extremely rich. The Wraith King did his best to maintain the original flame eruption, and he didn't intend to give Lei Luo the slightest chance to turn over, after all, the latter had brought too many surprises, even beyond his limited comprehension.

After the fire dragon dispersed, the ground in front of him was charred and black, and there was not even a trace of bone residue left. The Wraitful King stepped forward, trying to find the original energy scattered by Lei Luo, but Lei Luo had already broken through the ground and jumped in front of him with a body of scorched smoke.

The white-headed evil spirit watched in astonishment from a distance as Lei Luo raised his stomach and chest and jumped high, swinging his fist out, and blasting the head of the Immortal King in one fell swoop. After absorbing the primordial energy that was dancing with a little bit of red light, Lei Luo carefully explored the inner world of the Spirit King, turned around to clean up the battlefield, and unceremoniously absorbed the remaining energy of the other spirits one by one, and hiccuped to the sky, and a faint flame erupted from his mouth.

Fire is fire, earth is earth, and this world has its own law of power - more powerful and more comprehensive.

In the process of plundering the original energy countless times, some of the power of the five elements contained in the body of the spirit was also absorbed by Lei Luo. Over time, he began to explore these pure elements with different properties, and became very interested in how to use them. Although it is said that with the improvement of attributes, the power of the Nine Lives Heavenly Dragon Recipe and the Seed of Light is being unlocked layer by layer, he does not want to have only these two hole cards.

The earth hiding technique used in the Ghost King's breathing fire was learned by Lei Luo after understanding the original operation of evil spirits and the body structure, and the initial attempt did not go well, but Lei Luo clearly realized how much this skill would help him in the process of lurking and hunting. From stumbling and stumbling to the time when the soil broke smoothly like water under him, and he would not hit the rock again with his eyes closed, he was already more flexible than an earthworm, and this time he concocted the fire control ability of the Spirit King, and it must not take long to refine the fire ability.

It's not some magic, it's a real secret technique, a survival skill that blends with the natural environment. Relo is only now truly beginning to understand why the sinners are so powerful—because the Dark Lands are a melting pot in itself, and only the fittest can survive.

The King of the Dead doesn't know what it means to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but the white-headed evil spirit does. After a closer look, it suddenly realized that the exaggerated size of the "Meteor Hammer" in Lei Luo's hand, the hammer head was simply made of the ghost skull, and there were sharp fangs fixed next to it, and the long rope twisted out of a few blood tendons was not only tough enough, but also took into account the winding function, and it seemed that it was not easy to not be smashed by this monster hammer under the complementarity of each other.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

This is something that all people in their right minds can understand, but an evil spirit living in the second world should not understand it.

The white-headed evil spirit finally realized that it had encountered a special case of immortal intelligence, and in the flash of his mind, he saw Lei Luo coldly cast a cold glance and swooped in the direction of the cliff! After a moment's hesitation, it chuckled, pinched out a few strange fingerprints with one hand, and a burst of heterochromatic light surged around it.

The long rope was straightened, and the bone hammer flew with the sound of the wind, shattering the mountain rock with a bang, and the gravel flew like rain. Lei Luo, who pounced on him, only found a piece of scalp that had been cut off, as early as when he was fighting with the ghost group, he had already noticed the sneaky spectators here, and he wanted to leave the other party to clean up at the end, but he actually ran away. Lei Luo launched a telekinetic search, only to see a figure disappear like electricity, but in the blink of an eye, it was out of the range of perception, and it was almost like an illusion.

This was by no means the evil spirit that Lei Luo was familiar with, in fact, for a long time, no evil spirit could stop his blow. However, Relo's attention was not drawn to the escapee for long, and he quickly picked up the scalp on the ground and brought it to his eyes.

The guy who escaped from the wound was left behind by the flesh and blood of the real humans. Lei Luo stared blankly at the warm blood droplets, which slowly poured out from under his scalp, expanded, formed, and fell to the ground several feet below, shattering with a slight "pop".

That little bit of bleak red, in the eyes of this world, is so thrilling.

Are you a sinner?

Lei Luo thought suspiciously.

If so, what are they doing in the second world?As the rulers of the Dark Lands, those guys should be far away from the eighteenth layer of the world, is there something here that attracts them? (To be continued......)