Chapter 993: That is despair!

The diameter of a beam of bright white, nearly three meters in diameter, seems to break the sky into the depths of the clouds. New Chinese website of new dagger dagger address: www;
At this time, Wang Le and the white-haired old man were both shrouded in this bright white light column, and were locked in a place that could not be moved at a height of four or five meters.
"What the is going on here?" Wang Le was running innate power, trying to break free of the invisible of this beam of light, but the result was that whatever he did, he seemed like a mud ox into the sea, unable to make a little effort. It looks like a mosquito in amber.
At this time, two meters high above Wang Le, the white-haired old man also tried his best to try to break the shackles and escape from this weird white beam of light.
But in the end he was futile. Immediately, he saw unwillingness in his fearful eyes, a slight mouth, and a mini-painted black knife-shaped natal weapon spit out.
At this time, the wound on Wang Le's hands had not been closed. We must know that since he obtained the power of the savage magic eye and gave birth to innate power, he often fights with the enemy, and the wound he suffered is due to the innate force in his body Will close soon.
However, today is different from that before. The wounds, as always, continue to drain blood from these wounds, and are not settled by the beam of light. Instead, they fall into the bottom, which is like a pit in the abyss in.
Wang Le gave up his struggle and looked at the same old white-haired old man who was above him. He saw that the lacquered black knife-shaped natal weapon he just spit out soared to more than one meter long, and then meditated on the tactics. .
As soon as the dark sword was about to split into the white beam of light, I saw a slight crack in the blade of this natal weapon, and there was a tendency to become more and more.
The white-haired old man who didn't wait for his eyes to panic regained his ancestor, and the blade of his blade spread like a spider web and became bigger and bigger.
"Click"
"Click"
...
The white-haired old man watched the natal weapon he had just taken out, and it broke apart. A bite of old blood immediately sprayed out without holding back.
The following Wang Le did not feel grateful for this, but felt more and more uncomfortable, because such a passive situation is a situation he has never encountered since his debut.
Especially when seeing the natal weapon spit out by the white-haired old man, he was crushed by invisible force before it was deployed.
If Wang Le hadn't had the concept of a destiny device, he would have been unaware of it, and would only say that the old man had done something weird like copper and iron, and it was so vulnerable.
However, the fact is that the battle of martial arts against Hong was not allowed to let Wang Le thoroughly understand the horror of the destiny weapon, and if he blew himself up, he could destroy the existence of the two buildings!
What's more important is that this white-haired old man Budo Xiu wants to dump the flood and not let it go for thousands of miles!
As a result, he encountered this situation, and he couldn't help letting Wang Le, an opponent, feel a taste that he had never experienced before, that was despair!
At this moment, Wang Le believes that the white-haired old man and himself should be sympathetic!
Many times, the invisible enemy is the most terrifying. From this sudden shock to the present, it is only three or four minutes before and after. But Wang Le and the white-haired old man seem to be in seconds for years. Bigger.
These two are also tough-hearted people. For other people, they have been farting and fainting, and fainted to death. Only them are full of anger, and they vowed to see what the is going on!
Just when the old white-haired man spit out old blood, regretted that when he took the natal device out of Dantian, if suddenly he felt it, he twisted his neck hard and looked at the big pit on the ground below.
For a moment, Wang Le sees the white-haired old man's face change, and he can't hide his thriller.
"What did he see?"
When Wang Le saw this, he couldn't help thinking about it in his mind, and the shadow and ominousness over his heart grew thicker.
Although there is confusion, horror, and never fear in his heart, Wang Le has more than enough heart, because his martial art practice cannot twist his neck as hard as a white-haired old man. After all, this white The beam of light, whose binding force is too strong, cannot fight at all.
Gradually, gradually, Wang Le felt a breeze blowing over the torn cloth pieces on his back, and then he smelled a strange smell with a faint fragrance!
"His!" Wang Le took a breath of air. Although he didn't know what was underneath, but when he saw the white-haired old man who had been scared and twisted his face, he guessed that there must be something terrible!
"Mom, my son has survived countless life and death dangers, but I didn't expect that it was your pit that finally fell into the pit and died, and when I got to Huangquan Road, who can I talk to?"
After Wang Le gave up his futile struggle and stopped working on the innate power in his body, he thought secretly that the complexity of his mind was extremely complicated, and the degree of sorrow and urgency in it was like people drinking and drinking water knowing themselves.
Suddenly, Wang Le's heart moved, his eyes showed the color of memories, and he secretly said, "This smell of blood is fragrant. I seem to have smelled it somewhere."
"Eh!" Wang Le's body stiffened, and the dark pupil in his eyes narrowed tightly. The picture that he saw when he was sleeping in the underground tomb of Genghis Khan ...
"How is that possible? How can this be?"
Wang Le, who was full of memories in his eyes, couldn't help showing his unbelievable complexion, and murmured in his mouth.
Immediately, the innate power of Wang Ledan Tian gushed out again, his face twisted, exhausted, and turned his head to see if the bottom was the same as what he thought ~ EbookFREE.me ~ this moment, Wang The fear in Le Thoughts was swept away because his mother Wang Xiaodie was buried in the grave!
Just as Wang Le was struggling to twist his neck, the smell of fragrance was getting stronger and stronger.
Then, bits and pieces of scarlet blood beads took the lead from bottom to top, slowly floating in the light of Wang Le's eyes.
Wang Le's body stiffened, and then she gave up her innate strength to restore calmness, then looked away to the side ...
A piece of fresh human skin, with blood hanging on it, glowed with soft white light, slowly and silently reflected in Wang Le's eyes.
Then, he stopped beside Wang Le and never moved.
"Sure enough, as I thought ... fresh human skin."
Wang Le took a deep breath and looked at the complex human skin in front of him, which seemed to have just been peeled from his body, because it was most likely his own mother, Wang Xiaodie.