Apocalyptic Forecast

"well."

Yin Soul · Red Gloves nodded slowly, looking around at the darkness that seemed to be made for himself, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: I need a weapon. "

"how is it like?"

Huaishi took off the shotgun from behind, "Is this all right?"

The red glove shook his head. "My essence is insufficient. I can only cover and help you. The shotgun can't do much for me ... that short knife will do."

"Short knife?"

Suddenly, Huai Shi took out the sacrificial knife in doubt, and passed it tentatively. But after the red gloves took over, there was no rebellion or resistance. After leaving the palm of Huai Shi, the blade of the knife did not even fade away in the same source as Huai Shi.

ease-of-use.

Red Gloves sniffed the dark red blood stain on the blade and nodded with satisfaction, "I'm waiting for your signal."

He took a step later and sank into the darkness, unable to see the specific look, but Huai Shi could feel it, and he stood beside him.

Until now, he was increasingly convinced that it was indeed the red gloves.

But it was not the red gloves that had died, but the personality records recovered from the broken fragments recorded in the book of destiny. After the source quality was given, it was like a man-made ghost.

Inheriting the loyalty of Yin Soul to the legion, he also mastered all the combat experience transmitted from Huai Shi and Rome had taught his killing skills.

Except that there is no difference between the soul and the sacred mark, it is entirely the red gloves that I was born again.

Just being photographed by the book of destiny, there will be a qualitative change!

Is it a coincidence?

Or ... that's what the real ghost legion is like?

Derived from the ring of the Nibel Dragon Roots, the subordinate sacred marks were formed to form a legion, and then the records were distributed by the book of fate.

Until now, Huaishi suddenly remembered that the former kingdom of heaven contained all valuable records between the world.

Does it mean ...

What terrible miracle has been created by the ideal country that has fallen?

Huai Shi thought deeply about this problem, pinched his chin, and suddenly laughed.

No matter how terrifying this miracle is, it is now gone, but even the tiny wreckage that remains can still be a disaster that cannot be ignored.

Now, let them come and learn about it, the genealogy of the kingdom of heaven.

He picked up the shotgun and took a step forward.

Like the ghost, it melted into the darkness in the dense forest and walked silently in the direction of the footsteps.

Grin.

Soon, Xi Jiang heard a cracking sound behind him.

When he suddenly turned around, he felt warm blood falling on his face, a head was rolling in the dead leaves, and as the corpse fell to the ground, they stopped moving together and quietly dissipated, leaving only dead branches and leaves There was a dirty Jin Xiaojuan.

Xijiang is not angry but rejoicing, the lion's face radiates a blazing light, and his mane is like an electric swing.

——Ji Yi's grudge!

The anger that condenses into substance spreads in all directions, like a ripple, everything that has passed is stained with blood.

This ‘Ji Can ’s Face’ was a rare binding relic that was found in a lost border with Muen ’s Haechi.

Like moving in a hurry, there are many dragon treasures scattered everywhere in that underwater city like a dragon palace. I don't know how much wealth is hidden.

Unfortunately, there are not many people who can live out.

The function of this eye mask is very simple. Once the teammate dies, it will trigger the curse of the eye canal, directly indicate the opponent's location, and lower the curse against the soul.

Under the remnants of Jixi's anger, the souls of all sublimers are like the candles in the wind, and they may die suddenly on the spot without even looking for them.

In the blink of an eye, the red light was like an arrow, and the anger of the eye canned the target, the curse fell from the sky, and a vague shadow in the darkness of the corner fell out, almost as if to dissipate.

found it?

At that moment, the surprised Xijiang heard the sound of the trigger pulling behind him.

Subconsciously, creeping on the ground.

Then he heartily rejoiced in his decision, because in the void in front of him, a sublimator who was invisible on the side was suddenly ejected and landed with many holes.

Turned into a gold sentence.

The instantaneously successful Huai Shi reached out his hand and released the ghost and sacrificial knife used as bait to return to his hands. He took a step back, hid in the darkness, and melted again.

Then, as Xijiang turned his head and roared, if there was any substantial sonic gun, it was released from the mouth of the growing eye, instantly penetrated through the dense forest, heaved holes in the ancient trees, and finally disappeared at the end of sight.

Countless trees swayed, fell, and the dust rose in the roar.

But a ghost shadow was not seen from inside.

Huaixi disappeared again.

"gone?"

The sublimers around were waiting in line. Two pairs of burning pupils swept in all directions. All darkness was in the pupils, but they could not see the fleeting shadow.

Someone hurried up to support Xijiang, but Xijiang snapped his hands off angrily: "I am an old lady who touches porcelain, should someone help?"

Immediately afterwards, he felt ... this man looks ... what seems wrong?

Snapped!

As Xijiang's palms were photographed, the figure of the man suddenly became blurred, and the face that had clearly left the scene flashed into a face of Huai Shi.

I don't know when, he has been mixed into the team.

Sujiang suddenly changed color, and had no time to react. He saw a black hole's muzzle aimed at his face, the trigger pulled, and sparks spewed out.

boom!

Half of the mask was torn, and it was clearly a mask, but blood spewed out.

With a roar, Xijiang suddenly grabbed Huai Shi's muzzle and squeezed it firmly, but felt his hands empty and pulled out the curved shotgun.

But Huai Shi had already turned around, lifted his axe, slashed on the head of the ‘teammate’ who had not responded, and opened a skylight for him.

In the sound of a crisp bone crack, the sacrificial knife in his other hand stabs down and nails into the face of Ji Can.

The flesh shrinks quickly and shrivels like wax.

Xijiang roared, regardless of whether he drew the knife forward and spurted forward, as fast as electricity, but stabbed empty.

With the violent turbulence of the earth, Yu Bu stomped his feet, and Huai Shi suddenly took hold of the handle of the knife and lifted it into the air.

Immediately afterwards, I felt the heavy wind coming from behind.

In the void, a burly figure showed a vague outline, and a sledgehammer was lifted from invisibility, and it fell down in a sudden roar.

The sound of steel collision suddenly sounded.

The edge of the axe was lifted, but the impact of the hammer was not shaken hard. Instead, it hit an inch in front of the part held by the attacker's hands, and the hammer fell stagnant.

Huai Shi took advantage of the situation, fell to the sky, and the sacrificial knife that had dissipated and condensed in his hand followed the handle and swept out.

In the scream, eight fingers fell to the ground instantly.

The iron hammer dropped his hand and smashed towards Xijiang, who had just climbed, hitting the back of his head, staggering him. And Huai Shi, has suddenly reached out, grabbed the invisible man's wrist, shaking!

The sound of dislocation was so crisp. With the forceful feedback, the rotating blade swept over the position of the throat in the pre-judgment like a snake, and blood was flowing like a spring.

Huai Shi finally landed on the ground, heard the crisp sound of the trigger in the distance, rolled hard, and hid again in the darkness.

In the roar, I felt the hot bullets passing over my face, the chains lashed the trees, and there was a continuous sound of breaks.

He suppressed the gasping voice and began to check the state of the ghost.

Almost all the records of the Red Gloves were torn apart, and the Saint Mark was turbulent, although it remained intact, but it was no longer smart.

Attack on the soul?

Fortunately, there are red gloves here, otherwise he will leave just now.

In the hands of Huai Shi, the book of destiny was photographed again, and the record of red gloves covered the consciousness of the broken soul here-as long as the sacred mark is complete and the source has not been completely broken, the ghost can continue to move.

It is much more convenient than flesh and blood.

As the source of the Yin Soul was added, Huai Shi's face became paler-this emptiness from the soul has not been experienced for a long time.

Even if the vitality of the body can be replenished, the accumulation of source material is limited. Needless to say, he has already experienced a war before this, and there is very little left.

The blue bar is about to be empty.

He can't hold on for too long ...

Huai Shi narrowed her eyes and silently counted the number of footsteps in the distance, but a chill appeared suddenly from her consciousness, causing him to jump suddenly and jump out.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the ground in front of him was sunken, and a burly shadow suddenly appeared, trampled on the position where his head was originally.

The earth is turbulent.

Then, step by step in the roar.

It's like ... seeing where you are.

Guo Kui?

As soon as Huai Shi was stunned, the shadow had come to his face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The broken arm was raised, and the other arm was like a iron pestle, pounded out straight, and roared in the roar.

In a hurry, Huai Shi summoned the axe to stand in front of him, and flew out involuntarily.

In the air, I felt wrong.

It seems that there is a part of his source quality, and there is no rust on the back of the axe ...

Without waiting for his reaction, an iron fork emerged from the back of Guo Yun's hand out of thin air and plugged into Huai Shi's neck! In the sound of Jin Tie's collision, Huai Shi blocked, and the sparks burst.

I felt another black again in front of my eyes.

The source quality has been extracted again ...

Immediately, Huai poetry suddenly: Guo Yun was actually eating his own source!

On both sides of the knitted hat above Guo's head, fuzzy corners slowly emerged. A ghost like a bull's head slowly rose from behind him, swallowing the negative source in the air, and his dark eyes stared at the place of Huai Shi.

Step by step.

Bull head?

No, it's Fang Liang ... The legendary evil **** who can devour ghosts is completely aimed at the sacred mark of negative origin!

Let Huai Shi consume the Xijiang team, and also use Xijiang's team to consume Huai Shi's physical strength.

After a long time of indulgence, he suddenly made trouble and forced him into desperation.

Behind Huai Shi, the long-invisible sublimers emerged from the ambush and launched a siege!

In an instant, Huai Shi waved his hand, and the ghost red gloves emerged from the void, and suddenly rushed to the attackers behind Huai Shi, and Huai Shi had stood still from the ground and would not retreat!

There is only one way to go backwards.

"Like eating, right?"

Towards the enemy, Huai Shi sneered, the glorious light emerged from his hands, with the blood of the green crowned dragon, the gun of pity of glory, torn the fragrance of the iris flowers, and pierced straight towards Guo's face!

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