In the midst of rolling and fighting, two figures rolled down the barren mountain.

I don't know when, I have reached the depths of the canyon, and on the ground, a crack has opened, and it is pitch black and bottomless, like a place of nine secluded places, swallowing up all the luster.

At this time, the demon corpse was really scared!

Although it is not very intelligent, it has intelligence after all, and right now, the skeleton that fought with it has no intelligence, and it is frantically devouring everything.

That look, that killing intent!

With a bang, the demon corpse was thrown away, and he got up from the ground in embarrassment, and when he saw the ghost cloth walking towards him step by step, he was extremely frightened and retreated.

Next to the demon corpse, the green demon qi had already dispersed, and it could no longer be condensed. And the ghost cloth is also embarrassed.

But in the depths of his crimson eyes, there was pleasure!

Kill with pleasure!

Looking at the cowering demon corpse, Kibu looked up at the dim sky and laughed.

There was not a trace of intelligence in his crimson eyes, only killing.

Nahaha's laughter, with a thick disdain, is a contempt for the common people in the world, and it is also an indifference to his own life.

"Wordless Kill!!" deep in my heart, the mark of this wordless Kill will be fiercely branded at this time.

Listening to the mad laughter of the ghost cloth, the demon corpse felt more and more terrifying, and retreated again and again, and behind him, there was the bottomless crack of the Nine Shadows.

The cracks were hundreds of feet wide and bottomless, rolling up a faint cold storm.

With the state of the demon corpse at this time, it can no longer fly across this short hundreds of zhang.

In its heart, there is only fear.

"Hahaha" indifference, even more indifference!

Laughing, although it is a wild laugh, but in the laughter, there is indifference.

Kill, ignore everything.

Laughing wildly, the ghost cloth pounced on the demon corpse.

The demon corpse was full of liver and gall, and roared angrily, but was tightly grasped by the ghost cloth, and what was even more annoying was that the ghost cloth bit the wound with a mouth, and blood splattered!

The ghost cloth and the demon corpse fell into the abyss crack at this moment.

The fierce cold wind rolled up and struck the ghost cloth and the demon corpse, instantly making them faint

In the dark dream, a voice shook like thunder.

"Not enough, not enough, still lacking a lot!!" the voice was like a bell, with a thick unwillingness.

Onibu felt as if he was in another space, and his mind was in a trance, this scene was too familiar.

In an instant, the picture turned.

The sky was dark, everything was destroyed, the gods were killed, the blood of gold fell, and the corpses fell like dust like the end of the world!

God is destroyed, the king is dead, the emperor is eliminated, the respect is nothing, the monarch is empty, the saint is declining, the human defeat is reversed, and the yin and yang are reversed!

Looking at this scene, Onibu's footsteps kept regressing.

"What kind of ??? is this" He looked at the decay in the sky, scene by scene, scene by piece, all of them were tragic to the extreme, all of them were extremely bloody.

A figure imprinted into his eyes, looking at the man's back, Ghost Bu felt extremely familiar.

The man seemed to have been seriously wounded, and his mouth of blood was spurting, and the blood was like ink, staining the world black!

"Hey-" Onibu yelled at him, "Where is this?" he yelled, hoping the man would turn around.

As if hearing his voice, the wounded man, whose footsteps faltered, turned around slowly.

Although it was a distance of hundreds of meters, the moment the man slowly turned around

That moment seemed like an eternity.

What a familiar and unfamiliar face!!

Ghost Bu's footsteps tremble, isn't that himself??

With a bang, his head ached violently and he woke up from his dream.

In front of me, it was a dark and humid place, and at the entrance, it was a hard rock, which was extremely slippery.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a dream!!" Ghost Cloth wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but he had already had this dream before, "Not enough, what is not enough?"

Thinking of the Divine Tree against the Heavens, Ghost Bu's brows were gloomy for a while, with his current situation, he was in the Ghost Domain, and his cultivation was not high, and it was naturally extremely difficult to return to the Netherworld to collect this Divine Tree.

Treat it all as a dream.

Onibu shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and immediately observed the current situation.

Here, it seems to be the bottom of the crack abyss, surrounded by hard mountain and stone walls, without the slightest luster, but for the ghost cloth, it is naturally not a problem, but it seems that there is no trace of the demon corpse here, I am afraid that it has turned into powder

For the later battle with the demon corpse, Onibu felt that his memory was at a loss, and he didn't know what happened.

In other words, Onibu didn't know anything about what happened during that time.

He didn't know why he had fallen here.

This scene made Ghost Bu's heart gradually fall silent, thinking back to the previous battle, he felt his blood boiling, after the war, it was extremely relaxed and happy, a very good feeling

"Kill," he murmured, recalling the instinctive pleasure.

"Only killing, that's enough!"

Walking in the dark crack abyss, Ghost Bu has a strong intuition, the Nine Ghost Snakes must live here.

Here, not to mention the darkness and darkness, and the wind is fierce, cold and humid, it is the living environment that the cold-blooded Nine Ghost Snakes love very much, not to mention, the mystery of this snake is unpredictable, and the traces are difficult to find, I am afraid that it is also because of this crack abyss, after all, there are few people here.

However, the abyss of this crack is beyond the imagination of Onibu.

He slowly deepened, pitch black, more and more gloomy, but the temperature gradually increased a little unconsciously, and the surface became more slippery, and on the surface, there was a slippery unknown liquid, with a rather strong fishy smell.

Seeing this, Ghost Bu's heart was settled.

This is the trace left by the Nine Ghost Snakes crawling past.

However, judging from these traces, this Nine Shadows Snake is the thickness of a bucket!

Deep, deep

There was a dead silence, not even the sound of breathing.

But fortunately, the ghost is used to silence and loneliness, but there is no discomfort in the slightest, but it is quite relaxed.

There was a faint breeze ahead, but when the corner passed, it suddenly became brighter, and the light became slightly brighter, sweeping away the previous dull darkness and becoming dim.

If you look closely, you can see that in this crack and abyss, there is no cave!

The bell stone hangs upside down on the stone wall, the liquid ticks without a sound, and there is a bowl-sized living spring below, forming a small pool.

The ghost cloth is even more certain that there should be nine ghost snakes in this geography.

He slowly took out the white mouse, and as soon as he took out the white mouse, the mouse's hair suddenly rose and squeaked.

Seeing this, Ghost Bu's face showed a little joy, "Call, in this way, I'm afraid that the Nine Ghost Snakes will appear sooner!"

casually made a ban and threw the white fashionable mouse into it, and the body of the ghost cloth quietly retreated, hiding in the darkness.

After a long time, the white rat in the forbidden circle suddenly stopped squeaking, trembling all over, and fell to the ground, trembling.

"It's coming!" said Onibu's heart.

In the distance, a pair of dark green eyes pierced through the darkness and shone directly on the body of the white mouse, and then only a crawling sound was heard, rushing towards the white mouse.

As the sound of the silk cord got closer and closer, streams of nine-colored mist overflowed from the ground for no reason, and a body the size of a bucket was hidden in it, which looked like a snake from a distance. It's just that this fang is hidden in the nine-colored mist, and the ghost Bu Shang can't kill it with one blow.

Seeing the nine-colored mist slowly rolling through the prohibition set by himself, the white fashionable mouse squeaked and screamed, that is, there was no longer life, and then, there was the sound of crunching and breaking bones.

The ghost cloth slowly took out the seven-colored god nail, looked closely at the snake shadow in the nine-colored mist, and directly sacrificed this magic weapon.

"Go!!"

With a whoosh, the nail roared out!