What kind of talent can kill so many spirit generals in an instant?

Xuan Mo let out a roar that shook the sky, and the rampaging spiritual power could form a whirlwind that swirled around him and shattered everything around him.

Scattered dirt and gravel slammed against the ground with a terrible roar.

It's a pity that the murderer has already left, and the spirit grass has all been carried away.

It's just that it was completed in a short instant, and it seems that someone is closely watching the actions of Han Xiaoxi and Xuan Mo.

actually stepped into the trap of the other party step by step......

If it's really a chess opponent, then let's have a good time.

Xuan Mo sent the order down, let the elite spirit general come to clean up the body, be sure to pay attention to safety.

However, judging by his speculation, this person should not come back, and there is no point here.

The black combat boots stepped on the blood-colored ground, stepping over the broken arms and legs, leaving blood-red footprints on the ground, which looked very strange and terrifying.

But his pace did not stop, and he continued step by step, until he stood in the center of the corpse, and could see the undulating stumps and severed arms as far as the eye could see.

He crouched down to examine the wound, and found that it was very neat, and the cutting surface was neat, as if it had been cut with a sharp weapon such as a sword.

The color of blood blurred his vision, and he let out a long sigh......

Huo Jing received the news and rushed quickly, and she gasped when she saw the situation in front of her.

"Your Highness the Night King, what's going on?"

"A hundred spirit generals were killed instantly. Can you please see if you can find out who the murderer is?"

Who is it?

Huo Jing looked at this sea of blood, and her heart was also uneasy, and with the discomfort in her heart, she squatted down to release all the fiery red spiritual power, sensing the information of hundreds of corpses.

The feeling of horror swept over her instantly, frantically squeezing into her brain.

"Oh my God......"

Those scenes of killing in the past were also presented in front of her eyes, if she hadn't seen countless moments of life and death, I am afraid that she would have collapsed and gone crazy.

"How?"

Xuanmo asked her.

"It seems to be...... It's the handiwork of the Demon Realm, the Slaughterer is holding a long sword, wearing the clothes of the Demon Realm, and his spiritual power is also dark. ”

Dark Department Xuanmo also had some questions.

Such an obvious identity exposure was deliberately made for Xuan Mo to seek revenge.

"I'll go to the Demon Realm and ask. ”

Xuan Mo got up and was about to leave, when he heard Huo Jing exclaim behind him.

"Wait! No! This is a human disguise! There is a lot of golden spiritual power mixed with the dark spiritual power, which seems to have been done by people in the heavenly realm. ”

Huo Jing stood up suddenly, cutting off all her spiritual power, and if she looked at it again, she was afraid that she would be sleepless for a month.

The terrifying images flipped over frame by frame in front of my eyes.

"Don't make a noise about this, I'm afraid that the man deliberately used such cruel means. ”

Xuan Mo suddenly understood why Xuan'er wanted to blame Zi'er, that is, Xuanmo caused all the follow-up things.

Every step of the way was manipulated and calculated.

So far, the person behind it has never surfaced, and it seems that there is an invisible net that arranges the fate of every chess piece, no matter how you struggle, you can't escape.

Because, you don't even know who is playing this huge chess game......

Then you might as well come and see the trick once.

"You go back to the base first, someone will naturally clean it up here. ”

Xuan Mo instructed Huo Jing, and then turned to leave, the black robe flew in the air, and a strong bloody aura permeated both sides, dyeing the black robe thick.

Xuan Mo walked up to the main hall but he was still firm step by step, although he lost his arm and his henchmen who had been cultivated for many years were killed and injured, but his body did not shake for a minute.

He calmly instructed the unicorn under his seat:

"The news was released to the outside world, saying that the Night King was sad that he could not sleep at night, could not sleep peacefully, was very weak, and was in retreat for seven days. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

The unicorn beast received the order and quickly ran out of the hall.

Looking at the empty vast hall, Xuan Mo stepped down the long steps step by step, and the metal combat boots stepped on the solid rock, colliding with a crisp sound.

And with that, there are invisible teardrops.

The hundreds of soldiers are all heroes!

He stood with his back to the carved patterns on the Night King's throne, symbols of the King of the Underworld.

And he, ashamed of all this, ashamed of his spiritual power, ashamed of his position, was taken advantage of by the enemy by his miscalculation.

It's that he's too proud.

It's all his fault.

The slightly trembling fists revealed his sadness and anger, like a turbulent whirlpool, ready to swallow everything around him.

The unicorn looked at it from afar, and had already finished delivering the order, but it didn't dare to step forward, for fear that if one of its voices spoke, it would be burned by the hellfire and there was no scum left.

"Your Highness......"

The unicorn hid behind the pillars of the house and whispered.

"Get out. ”

A neat and tidy word made the unicorn beast escape in an instant, and there was not even a trace left.

has been with Xuanmo for thousands of years, naturally knowing Xuanmo's temperament, not gentle at all, the thirty-six strategies are naturally the best policy.

Xuan Mo raised his hand to close all the doors and windows, calming down in the room, he still had too many things to do as the Night King, he still had the affairs of the underworld, and the seeds, and many, many more......

But now his heart is mixed, and the indescribable bitterness is in the bottom of his heart, and he has no expression on weekdays, and now he can no longer suppress those angers.

A punch knocked a big hole in the wall, but fortunately it was made of deep-sea rocks, which could withstand his destruction, and if it were an ordinary wall, I was afraid that a house would be demolished.

He tried to take a deep breath to calm his emotions, but the scene just now was like a lingering nightmare, looping in front of his eyes.

Who is it......

Who is it!

Just when he was extremely anxious, he felt that someone was trying to open the doors and windows of the main hall and try to enter.

He roared, "Get out!"

Whoever it was, he didn't want to see it now.

But the man at the door did not stop his actions, but continued to try to break the seal, and this person seemed to know the situation of the underworld very well, so he quickly opened the seal.

Xuan Mo liquefied the black juice into a sharp dagger, and threw it with extreme speed, quickly inserting it into the door frame.

It was only a millimeter away from Han Xiaoxi's eyes, and the strong wind swept her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Don't come here. ”

Xuan Mo warned her with the last of his willpower.

"Xuanmo. ”

Han Xiaoxi's soft voice called his name.

"Who told you to come!"

"Nobody, I wanted to come. ”

"I'll tell you to get out, do you hear!"

Xuan Mo felt that there was a strong spiritual power in his temples that wanted to burst out, and now he was very emotionally unstable, unable to accurately control his spiritual power, he was very afraid that such a violent spiritual power would hurt Han Xiaoxi in front of him.

He knew she cared about herself.

But!

No way!

"Xuanmo ......"

Han Xiaoxi bypassed the dagger and took another step forward.

Xuan Mo raised his hand and a strong wind blew Han Xiaoxi to the ground.

"I said it, don't come here!"

Xuan Mo's voice trembled slightly, and there was a fragility hidden in it that Han Xiaoxi had never heard of.

Han Xiaoxi fell on the slippery floor, her moon-white dress was wet with muddy water, but she didn't have any scruples, slowly stood up, and took another step forward.

Xuan Mo could no longer control his spiritual power, and the black juice controlled his body, as if he was tempted by the seal on Han Xiaoxi's body, and quickly burst out.

As soon as his right hand grabbed into the air, he revealed a terrifying scythe several feet taller than a human, the blade shining with a cold light, and a few drops of blood dripping from it, a magic weapon unique to the Night King.

Just holding it with both hands, with a simple wave, he overturned all the seats in front of him, and the hard deep-sea rocks on the ground also carved out a one-foot deep ditch, and the flying sand and gravel hit Han Xiaoxi's body fiercely.

But she didn't mean to be defensive in the slightest.

It's just that he barely opened the [Lost Miracle] of the talisman in the violent spiritual power, and a faint moon-white light emanated from his body, separating the black spiritual power so that it could not touch the skin.

"Xuanmo...... Listen to me......"

At this time, Xuan Mo could no longer hear any sound, and his dark eyes had turned completely black, as if there was still a strong hellfire burning in his eyes.

He is the one who harnesses the blackest power in this world, and if he can't suppress it, he will also be counterattacked.

Han Xiaoxi had heard of it for a long time, but he had only seen it this time in 10,000 years.

With her strength, it is impossible to deal with the rampaging Night King.

She understood it all too well.

But she was fearless.

"Xuanmo ......"

She called, as always, as if she was as obsessed as she was when she was a child.

"Xuanmo. ”

Just for a moment!

Xuan Mo's scythe was in front of her eyes, only a point away from her neck, the cold blade was against her skin, as long as he exerted a little force, Han Xiaoxi would be wiped out in an instant.

This is the Night King's Scythe of Death......

The blackest spiritual power is bloodthirsty, and when it touches the skin and the blood oozes out, it is even more eager to kill Han Xiaoxi and turn her into this sword soul.

There seemed to be a doughnut in her soul, and even the 10,000-year-old death sickle longed for her to eat her alive.

Han Xiaoxi calmly looked at the man in front of him, his slender figure was like Shura, his white fingers were tightly grasping the huge black scythe, and the sharp blade was on his neck.

Instead of backing down, she took a step forward, the blade turning a red mark on her skin.

Xuanmo couldn't control the movement of the scythe, so he had to let go of his hand and let the scythe fall to the ground.

But the urge to kill people did not stop, he wanted to slaughter the whole world and avenge the hundreds of soldiers who died unjustly.

In an instant, Xuan Mo's fingers tightly clasped Han Xiaoxi's neck.

She held her head high, a little out of breath, the moon-white dress had a trace of blood on it, and there was also the dirt and gravel just now, as she was lifted, it gradually fell to the damp ground, and merged with the dew, and there was no trace of it.

She said in front of him in the proudest posture and in the softest voice:

"Xuanmo, kill me. ”