Chapter 613: Shenzhou (1)
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Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms
- Blood Red
- 1172 characters
- 2021-02-13 08:12:18
A strong suction hit, Chutian felt like a soft dough, was pulled into a thin and long dragon's face, and then was put into a whirlpool of turmoil, The whole person was turned dark.
I don't know how long it took to spin. A huge force rushed out from behind, and Chu Tian snorted and was thrown into a dark world by violence.
In the black earth, the black sky, the black clouds occasionally have a large swath of blood.
When the blood passed, the sound of screaming screamed between the heavens and the earth, and even a large rain fell from the sky. The blood of a fist-sized scorpion fell like a meteorite. The heavy squatting on the earth made the ground innumerable. hole.
After the blood drops to the ground, it evaporates at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a rushing into the sky, and re-integrating into the black cloud.
The gust of wind whizzed past, and the strangely shaped peaks rushed through the air. Occasionally, there was a turbulent flow in the wind. These large and small peaks crashed together in a random way, hitting the fire and splashing, and making a terrible loud noise.
Chu Tian was staring at the world of strange feelings, and then he was scared when he bowed his head.
He is also a well-informed person who has seen all kinds of strange things, but just below him, the black paint is like the Gobi Desert, and it is actually set with a huge White face.
Looking down from the sky, this white face is about a thousand miles round, the dead face is wide-eyed, and the two white eyes with no vitality are rounded, and they stare at Chutian.
An inexplicable dead, distorted breath rushed in the face, disturbing Chu Tian’s heart, and he wanted to look away, but this face seemed to have some kind of mysterious magic, and it was hard to hold him. His eyes will not let him move.
Chu Tian stared at this face. To be honest, this face was quite beautiful. If it wasn't too big, if it wasn't dead, it would feel chilly. This should be a beautiful face.
The flapping of the wings came from behind, and the hundreds of heavens of the coffin heavens rolled over from the entrance of the battlefield ruins. They slammed the wings and stabilized their figure, suspended in the sky and looked around. Soon, they looked down and looked down at the huge beautiful face inlaid on the ground.
"This is, what a ghost thing?" A day with twelve pairs of wings will scream low.
Not talking well, this day will speak, the white face suddenly squirmed, its lips slowly open, a sharp tragic sound resounded through the clouds: "My body... still my body!"
The surrounding land suddenly split, and countless black lacquered long hairs flew up from the surrounding rock formations, like countless mad snakes, tangled up to Chutian and others. A black hair twisted into the void, and a black glory that stretched for tens of thousands of miles was swept away. At one time, all the black and white light flashed.
Chu Tian slammed into the sky, these evil things, he did not know how to provoke before he came to see its origins.
Those hundreds of days will be proud of the cold snoring, and at the same time pull out the weapons, simply ignore the black light from the surrounding swirling, and straight to the terrible white face on the ground to kill.
Pride or arrogance, or arrogance has been engraved in the bones of these days. They never believe that any evil demon is their opponent. In the face of any enemy who dares to provoke, their first choice is to make a positive assault and use the most powerful force to completely smash the enemy.
Hundreds of gods screamed from the sky, and the heavens also issued powerful and powerful trenches.
In the next moment, countless hair ribbons swept through the black glory, hundreds of gods were shattered, these days will scream, the neck and limbs are entangled in black hair, tied with flowers Like a scorpion, it fell sharply down.
"My...body...come back!" The pale white face groaned low.
Hundreds of days will scream, they have turned their eyes to Chutian, although there is no opening, but their eyes clearly reveal the signal to Chutian for help.
Chu Tian shook his head, and the body swung up to the sky, avoiding a few flying mountains that were rambling, and then randomly selected a direction to fly out.
Countless hairs whistled and chased them up, and the dangerous and dangerous wipes of Chutian’s boots swept away. Chutian tried to fly forward. These hairs and claws were chased after Chutian for a while, and they waited for Chutian to fly out of hundreds of thousands of miles. These hairs slowly listened.
The white face on the ground opened its mouth and swallowed hundreds of high-end days.
Chu Tian flew forward for a while, and when the hair behind him disappeared, he slowed down the flight. This strange and inexplicable place, he can not fly forward at full speed, this is undoubtedly looking for death.
Watching carefully for a while, Chutian landed on a mountain suspended in the sky and looked out to the surroundings.
In the sky, the huge black whirlpool slowly rotates, and a little bit of light spurts out from the center of the vortex. The people entering the battlefield site are randomly placed in the battlefield.
After watching the sky for a while, Chutian saw a sky with eight pairs of wings appearing in the sky more than a hundred miles away. However, this guy is unlucky enough. He hasn't stood still yet. Seven or eight big mountains have been smashed by the wind, and he just hit him in the middle of the battle.
A loud noise, the texture of these mountains is weird, hard and incomparable with some strange energy.
Hundreds of mad thunders broke out on the surface of the body on this day, and his wings were blown up and the body was blown open with several transparent holes. On this day, he will scream from the sky, and Chutian saw that he had pulled out a jade bottle and took out a medicinal medicine into his mouth.
The life-saving medicinal herbs have not yet had time to work. A dark lacquered machete does not know which mountain is flying out of the sky. The sound of '呜' is a black knife, and this day It will be split into two paragraphs.
A knife and two paragraphs, the sky will not fly out of the body a little bit of blood, the whole person will be blown into a group of black ash floating, all the spirits in the body are swallowed by the chopsticks.
Chutian’s spirited spirits fought a chill, carefully watching the scimitar that hovered in the air.
The scimitar fluttered for a while, but in the end it was not able to find Chutian. It slowly rotated, slowly flew back to a floating mountain and inserted into a long crack in the mountain.