Chapter 89: The End
Behind the torrent of silence was the earth-shattering sound of an explosion.
The brilliant blue and white colors exploded in the night sky like fireworks. Suddenly, the temperature of this world suddenly rose a lot.
Thousands of meters away, hundreds of people were looking up at the torrent of energy swept through the sky, even if they were thousands of meters away, the scorching energy still made people tremble.
Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a dry mouth, what kind of destructive power is this.
And Lin Ze, who was a little closer, because the two little guys of "Piercing the Hall" and "Guiding the Mountain Flood" appeared from their sleeves in advance and swept away the broken wood and gravel, so his clothes were not messy in the slightest, but he was also full of amazement at this time.
Originally, it was impossible for a fourth-order mid-grade talisman to have such destructive power, but two consecutive waves of chaotic spiritual power directly expanded the destructive power several times.
The energy fluctuated into ripples and burst out, centered on the explosion point, and everything around it was hit.
The energy of the riot gradually spread to a few hundred meters before it gradually dissipated.
On the ground, the old man was already lying on the ground, and he was closest to the center of the explosion, even if he used up several talisman papers on his body, he still suffered irreversible fatal injuries, and the red blood continued to seep out of his body.
And not far away, the second master of the Black Stone Plug was equally miserable.
Under the impact of that devastating energy, he was prepared, but he was still burned most of his body, and several terrifying scars visible to the naked eye spread out, almost all over his entire back, and there was already a river of blood under his body, if he was not treated in time, there would definitely be little hope.
In a farther place, Chen Blind was already far away, and he took out a fourth-order lower-grade protective magic weapon in time, but he was not injured much.
On the contrary, it was the "Song Ling" who was possessed by the demon god, and he had the strongest self-sustaining strength, until the explosion spread, he wanted to leave but it was too late, and he was hit by the torrent of energy, and he was not lightly injured, the corners of his mouth were dripping blood, and his breath was chaotic.
"Song Ling" was a little pale, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his palms trembled unconsciously.
If he was two hundred meters closer, he might really be able to give his life here. In such a short moment, he condensed three layers of armor with his divine technique, and all of them were destroyed like a devastation.
Although he is a demon god, he only has the lowest level of a deserted temple, and he fights with the mountain god of Black Stone Mountain at most every day, and his mother's death is really dead, but it is not like those powerful gods, who can re-rely on incense and faith to condense their bodies and souls.
"Why are all human monks such crazy people now?How dare they mess around like this!!"
Thinking of the miserable end he was almost about to face, "Song Ling" turned pale, his lips trembled, and he scolded hoarsely.
After scolding for a while, Song Ling's gaze swept across the ground, and finally stopped at the martial artist not far away.
When the torrent of energy came on, "Song Ling" gave up strangulation, and instead threw the young martial artist towards the explosion, although the young martial artist was wearing a fourth-order superb armor, how could he be intact under this level of blow.
At this time, his armor still glowed faintly, but under the armor, his internal organs were as if they had been run over by a truck, most of his organs were shattered, and his ribs were broken one after another.
Burst!
He was just about to struggle to get up, but a black tentacle pierced the center of his eyebrows.
"Song Ling" walked over slowly from a distance, and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it's a blessing in disguise, but it saves me a lot of trouble, three good blood food, can make this god eat well." “
"There's another one with a slightly worse taste, don't run!" As he spoke, a stream of black qi condensed from his body, and suddenly shot at the blind man Chen who was about to escape, dragging him over with a roll.
"Daxian!Daxian!Leave me alone, Daxian! The small meat is not delicious!"
Chen Blind cried wolf all the way, and when he arrived in front of "Song Ling", he kowtowed again and again and begged for mercy.
"Song Ling" bent down, the tip of his nose almost touched Chen's blind face, "Song Ling told me in his head, let you hand over something, what is it?"
"What's it, Daxian, what do you want, I'll give you, all the things in this ring are for you, I'll go back and prepare thousands of people's blood food for you, day and night Constant incense, I'm 。。。。。。 Before Chen Blind finished speaking, he was crushed by "Song Ling" in the neck.
"It's boring, flamboyant thing, Daxian, I'll listen to your truth with soul searching. ”
"Song Ling" pinched a seal in his right hand, and a little bit of Chen's blind man's forehead, a wisp of trembling soul, suddenly floated out of Chen's blind man's head.
The remnant soul was swaying, and it seemed that it was about to be blown away by the wind at any time, and it was vaguely visible that it was the appearance of Chen's blind man.
Opening his big mouth, "Song Ling" swallowed Chen's blind man's soul into his mouth, and after chewing it carefully, "Song Ling" showed a sneer.
He squatted down, ripped off Chen's clothes, ran his fingertips across Chen's chest, cut a large piece of skin on his chest, and pulled out a piece of parchment wrapped in transparent film from under the skin.
"Song Ling" put the parchment paper under the moonlight, took a closer look, and found that it was a complex drawing of a machine beast, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "What's the matter, it's not interesting, Song boy, this time this great immortal will help you solve such a big trouble, after returning to Black Stone Mountain, the incense will be doubled!"
After saying this sentence to himself, "Song Ling" trembled for a while, and finally sat down on the ground on his stomach.
After two minutes, Song Ling, who had regained control of his body, stood up, picked up the drawing in his hand, looked excited, took two deep breaths, and then calmed down.
Looking around, seeing the second Sai Lord who was dying in the distance and was almost dying, Song Ling's expression changed, and he hesitated for a long time, but finally did not take action to treat him.
With this drawing, coupled with the wealth in Chen's blind Na ring, as well as the things in the Qiankun bag of the talisman master and the second plug master, why should he continue to be the master of that stopper? After all, he is just a bandit, what is the way out, and if he continues to develop, the black-clothed guards of the Lin family will come to encircle and suppress him.
When he went out this time, Song Ling himself was not ready to go back, and secretly put all the wealth accumulated by Heishi for so many years in his Qiankun bag, and now as long as he takes his son to leave here and go to other countries, he will immediately be happy and happy to beckon to himself!
"Tut-tut, you boss is so ruthless. “
A young man's voice suddenly came from behind him, making Song Ling turn around in shock.