Chapter 416

"Hoo..."

Heaven and earth changed color, and the sky darkened in an instant.

Four directions, endless, are gray air currents.

Everyone is like coming to another world.

In the space, there is a strong smell of corruption, a smell of death, enveloping the whole world.

"Howl..."

In the sky, ghosts opened their mouths, exposed their tusks and held a black sickle.

With a stroke of force, the sky is like being cut apart.

The smell of death came rapidly and enveloped the whole world.

"Hum..."

The ground trembled, and a skeleton with a rotten smell came out of the ground and rushed at the people.

"This is an illusion, this is a fake. Close your eyes and cover your ears!"

At this time, I don't know who roared and woke up the panic people directly.

Everyone, close your eyes and cover your ears immediately.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of Shenmeng just smiled and didn't take it seriously.

"If you can break the illusion with this, is it still the eight grade illusion?"

Shenmeng Laozu showed a sneer and looked at everything on the ground.

I saw that skeletons and skeletons stretched out sharp claws and aimed at the people, and then grabbed them in bursts.

"Ah..."

Every time they grabbed it, they let out a terrible howl.

The shrill voice made people feel creepy and cold sweat.

Not far away, several house owners were stunned in situ, sweat on their forehead rolling down.

"This... What should I do?"

"If the pain goes on like this, if the soul can't stick to it, it will die!"

"Oh, my God, after the ancestor of Shenmeng swallowed the Jiupin dream stone, his strength was too terrible."

Several house owners were sweating and retreated slowly.

However, they haven't taken a few steps.

But he saw that the ancestor of Shenmeng stared at them, "is it too late to escape?"

A glance.

"Click..."

Around several house owners, the space is fragmented, and big blood hands drill out of the fragmented space.

They look like giant apes, but they have two horns on their heads. They look like hell's ghost beasts, making people's scalp numb.

"Boom..."

Several bullhorn giant apes, one holding the body of a houseowner, dragged straight down.

Jump on the ground, take their bodies and fall back and forth.

"False, this is magic!"

"Ah, it hurts, my soul, can't stand it!"

"God dream ancestor, we are wrong, we are wrong!"

Such a cry for mercy kept ringing.

Severe pain, but let several house owners, is also unbearable.

Hearing these cries for mercy, the ancestor of Shenmeng completely ignored them.

On her face, there was a cold smile, "is it a little late to beg for mercy now?"

Taking back his eyes, the ancestor of Shenmeng swept Su Ziyang again.

This sweep made Su Ziyang and Xingling tremble, and a trace of fear appeared on their faces.

"You... What do you want?"

"Don't come in, be careful I blow you to death!"

Seeing their appearance, Shenmeng Laozu couldn't help laughing again.

"Put on airs, it seems that you can't!"

"The last time I ask you, is it to let go of your soul and let this seat devour it? Or to suffer endless pain and let this seat devour it again!" said the ancestor of Shenmeng.

"Hum, don't think!"

Su Ziyang snorted coldly and did not retreat at all.

"Ha ha..."

God dream grandfather's face is full of cruel smiles.

"Hoo..."

Tiny shadows appeared in the sky.

They are only half a man tall, holding a black sickle.

In his eyes, there was a red blood awn, which was terrible and made people's scalp numb.

Seeing this scene, Su Ziyang and Xingling trembled and retreated at the same time.

However, in the blink of an eye, they were surrounded by this shadow.

"Wow..."

The shadow flashed.

Su Ziyang's right foot was like a knife.

He was unstable and almost fell to the ground.

He covered his right leg, frowned and said nothing.

Those eyes, staring at the god dream father, seemed to swallow him.

"Boy, it's a hard bone to say nothing, but the good play has just begun!" there was a cruel smile on the ancestor's face.

That's all.

"Hoo..."

Thousands of shadows came straight at Su Ziyang.

A knife cut through his body, although there were no scars.

Above the body, there is real pain.

It hurts, it hurts.

Su Ziyang clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Sweat fell on his forehead.

The other side.

The star spirit is not so lucky.

"Ah..."

She screamed bitterly.

It's creepy to hear people's ears.

The sound, like the howl of hell, was very frightening.

"Xingling, hold on, don't give up!"

Su Ziyang gritted his teeth and roared.

"Ah..."

"Brother Han Xing... Brother ah... I... I can't hold on... I... I feel like I'm dying!"

"Brother Han Xing, I'm dead, you... Will you miss me?"

The star spirit screamed repeatedly, and tears fell in his eyes.

"Silly girl, don't say silly words. I won't allow you to die!"

"Hold on, as long as you hold on, the old monster will die!"

"Ah..."

Su Ziyang couldn't hold back and gave a shrill scream.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of Shenmeng was very pleased.

"Oh, it's so affectionate!"

"I'm so moved!"

"In that case, let the scream be more violent!"

With that, the master of Shenmeng waved his right hand and changed rapidly around.

Bones like knives and skeletons came out of the air.

They are like hobs, rolling over Su Ziyang and Xingling.

Although there was no injury, the pain reached the extreme.

"Ah..."

They screamed bitterly.

The more you get to the back, the less you scream.

Finally, slightly inaudible.

Su Zi's Yang was like a hairspring, lying on the ground and motionless.

On the other side, Xingling had already fainted.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of Shenmeng looked very proud.

But she didn't move.

She kept waiting.

"Ah..."

Su Ziyang's scream became weaker and weaker. Finally, it was slightly inaudible.

In his throat, only a few words came out.

"Kill... Kill me!"

Su Ziyang murmured, his face full of despair.

"Boy, I asked you. You chose the pain. I can't blame you!"

"It seems that you can't do it anymore. Let this seat devour your soul!"

With that, the ancestor of Shenmeng came to Su Ziyang, pleased without any disguise.

His eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang, motionless, for fear that Su Ziyang would fight back.

However, he thought too much.

Su Ziyang was motionless, like a dead man.

Without any accident, the ancestor of Shenmeng spent three days swallowing Su Ziyang's soul.

He stood there, sensing the surging soul in his body, and couldn't help clenching his fist.

"Ha ha... From now on, I will become the master of the world!"

Laugh and laugh, and the sound stops.

He raised his eyebrows and looked down, but saw the dead Su Ziyang staring at him.

"Stop playing, the game is over!"

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