The people outside the Imperial City, looking at the red mushroom cloud like gas in the Imperial City, were still confused at first. With a huge explosion, they saw endless fire rising all over the sky, the sky was almost dyed red, and the rain of fire was endless.
Leng Wuhen was pushed out a few meters away by the huge impact brought by the explosion just now. He staggered back a few steps, and some of them were embarrassed and barely stood firm.
Duokun looks at Leng Wuhen, who is finally affected. After his disheartened face, Leng Wuhen shows a ferocious smile. He walks out of the ruins shrouded by the flames of war and moves at full speed. His figure rushes to Leng Wuhen like lightning!
"Soul, soul!" One second almost completed the soul sound of the cast spirit, in speed than before the hidden spirit of the time shortened a lot, more rapid, a poke and like to complete the whole soul skill! The air suddenly produced a restless shake, followed by a strong soul sound wave carrying the twisting force of overturning, quickly rolled to the cold traceless!
Leng Wuchen's face was as indifferent as usual, which seemed to reflect that he was a bit dull with the change just now. At the same time when the soul sound wave arrived, his escape speed did not avoid the scope of the other party's sound wave. The next second, he was almost covered by the sound wave of the rolling storm...
but duikun thought that his soul sound attack would be successful When I was holding my hand, the cold traceless man in front of me didn't show the slightest expression under the tearing of the sound wave of the soul as if it had substance....
is this! Duokun was suddenly shocked, and some of them couldn't accept that possibility, as if he only thought of one possibility at the moment, but before he completely reflected it, he saw the cold and traceless body in front of him suddenly burst in the air, and the shock wave made his chest full of Qi and blood, and the whole person almost fell out of the air...
duokun was in the whole retrogression stage In the process, his feet made a little effort to stabilize his body, and almost used the friction generated by pressing the foot floor to offset the aftershock of the collision, and stopped in front of a ruins building in the rear....
however, when Duo Kun thought he had escaped the attack of the other party's prosthesis, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and the other party's indifferent voice rang out in his ear unexpectedly“ It's all over! Admit defeat! You're not half as good as Beichen! "
In the moment when he suddenly turned his head, he saw a pair of blood red eyes, and the well shaped pattern turned to be so evil. He only felt a tremor all over his body, and his mind was obviously blank! A sudden influx of thoughts surrounded his mind, just four big words "evil king is born!" The next second, a strong sense of vertigo almost rushed to all the nerves of duokun's body...
when duokun regained his subjective consciousness again, he was surprised to find that everything in front of him seemed unreal. It was still the dark night and the pouring rain. However, a dark green dagger strangely stayed in his heart and seemed to stab him at any time Generally...
however, ten meters away, I saw a young man with silver hair, gently taking off the mask on his face, the cold face, the lonely figure, and even colder than before. A never coming King temperament was produced in his heart.
The strangest thing for duokun is that the other party is clearly a black pattern robe. Just for a moment, why he seems to be covered with snow white? What's more strange is that he has never seen such a strange dress. The double swords behind him are very eye-catching. In the middle of the double swords, there is an instrument like a snow sickle, sharp behind him.
"Who are you? I'm sure you're not the boy just now. Although you have the same appearance, you have the condescending temperament and the unspeakable mood. Obviously, you're not alone!"
The man did not answer each other's question, but here is the illusory space, or there is no real space, and then said with a indifferent smile: "the devil is cold!"
"What... What! It's impossible. How can you be a cold source? He... He died long ago. You can't be a cold source! " Duo Kun's heart is extremely complex, and his shock can't describe his mood at the moment.
"You know me?" Lengyuan didn't know that in his legend, almost in the illusory world, or even in several layers of moral world, no one didn't know him. There was even a rumor that he came from a different world, but no one could get that answer!
"Lengyuan, I'm afraid no one is not clear. Although it's a long time away, there's no substitute for the name of demon king. It's a fact!" Duikun was a little distressed. What did he mean? Isn't the cold source dead long ago?
"How's the little guy in fengwushang?" Leng Yuan's words made duo Kun fall to his knees like his eyes were lost. His fear was beyond other people's imagination.
Fengwushang is the founder of the dark realm of Wei, and seems to have already become a legend, or no longer exist in today's illusory world, died for many years.
"How can you know the name of Laozu? How can it be?" It's obvious that the real founder of wuzhiweiyu and even wuzhiweiyu is fengwushang. Besides the people in the dark domain, outsiders don't know about it at all. Even duikun got his name because of his good performance and rising status in the dark domain. But how could this person know"My appearance is to tell you that the era of the evil king is coming, and the little ghost you just saw is the future ancestor of the evil devil, the evil king has no trace! My time is over! Before you die, I'll answer your question. What kind of organization is the magic group? In fact, it's nothing. It's just a group in the magic temple! "
Lengyuan's indifferent smile slowly floated in duikun's eyes, but his posture gradually turned into Wanlv's star light, which slowly dissipated. However, duikun was frozen by lengyuan's words, his eyes were extremely large, his pupils were yearning for blood, and his death was a look of panic.
At this time, Leng Wuchen had already come to the crown of the red sun empire, and the dark green dagger was surrounded by the Lord of the red sun The little voice of Leng Wuchen came out slowly. The Lord of red sun looked at the source of the voice and saw a black robed man with tadpole like lines standing behind him quietly, with a cold face and no emotion in his eyes.