Just talking about destroying the world... The suspicion of being the ultimate apostle who talks about destroying everything in the world all day long and acts as a slogan for action is too high.
Not to say 100%, but 60% is their fault.
Malice, pollution, violence, reproduction, and a death frenzy are simply the usual methods of the Apostles of the End.
impressive!
Every Final Apostle is a walking natural disaster, filled with malice, inhumane massacres, large-scale pollution, and persistence in retaliating against the world... It's like every world owes them eight billion
Same.
Even if he dies, he still has to crawl out of hell to pay for it.
While it is daunting, one has to feel that the environment of cultivating immortals has become even worse because of the existence of the Final Apostle.
The road to immortality was originally a mess and stressful, but now it is full of deep pits and hidden bombs.
The interest is too bad!
The Last Apostle—an old cancer in the world of immortality.
According to incomplete statistics, tens of thousands of living worlds are baptized by the Apostles of the End every second.
Leave nothing behind!
There are countless comrades who died unknowingly, and their deaths were extremely unjust.
Thousands of years of hard work, only to be ruined in one day!
No one can guarantee whether the world they live in will be destroyed next. Even the transcendent realms that are high above may not be absolutely safe, and there is a risk of being pulled down into the sea by the void sea.
This makes the old monster fearful all day long. The more powerful the monk is, the more he understands what the end means.
As soon as I heard that the final apostle was coming, my legs had to soften a little.
Then... gather friends, build a fortress, raise treasures, prepare for a protracted war, and wait for the polluters to storm the city.
at last!
One second of life is only one second, which is really sad.
but!
Unfortunately, there is no way to completely eradicate this big cancer. The background of the final apostle is too tough. The void and the sea can be called the mother of all heavens.
The foundation of everything.
Even the transcendent world crawled out from the belly of the void sea! It has a certain degree of self-independence.
only!
In the face of emptiness, you have to be weak when you should be weak, and you have to be cowardly when you should. Bloodline pressure is unreasonable, and it is not shameful to give your mother face based on emotion and reason.
The world has developed to this day... Not only is the information about the Final Apostle known to everyone, it is also public information that anyone can obtain as long as the world is a little more advanced and their own cultivation level needs to be a little higher.
This is no secret.
Too many people died, and they died too cleanly. In the end, these executioners made people hate them so much.
Almost...most of the top 100 thugs, executioners, wanted criminals, and big bosses on the black lists of the world and the world are all Final Apostles.
It simply dominates the list!
Where does this put our demonic monks’ face? Isn’t it considered evil to be a demon?
This is absolutely impossible!
So, when they saw the sea of flowers and corpses, the fragrance of flowers came over them, and they were full of purple. They looked quite beautiful from a distance... The first thing that everyone thought of was that this crazy woman, Lord Laizhuang, had gone crazy and didn't know that she had secretly used it.
What means.
I'm about to start acting like a monster.
Flowers are naturally more suitable for women!
Therefore... the eyes of the demons couldn't help but look a little unnatural, and they wanted to see what Lord Laizhuang was doing, but they didn't dare to look.
I'm afraid of becoming a standout.
at last!
Under the heavy weight, under the silent attention of millions of people, the Demon Eagle had no choice but to stand up once again!
The back is so bleak...
He looked at the demons all over the ground with some irony, especially the second elder and the third elder around him. They usually seemed to be a group of five to six, fighting for fame and wealth, and being vicious and domineering.
However, it withered at the critical moment.
In short: I'll send you to death, and I'll watch the show!
"You bunch of old yinbi, I curse you to be bombarded to death by the aftermath sooner or later when you watch the show, bah!" A black-lined demon eagle was in a state of confusion, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a smile on its face, seamlessly connected, looking at it respectfully
The tearful king at the top said: "Your Majesty, please see if you can contain this tide of corpses. We, the Black-Hearted Demon Clan, have always been kind to you."
"Your food and clothing expenses during this period have been top-notch. You don't dare to neglect me at all. Your food is three levels better than the clan leader."
"We don't have any merit, but we still have hard work!"
"We, the Black-Hearted Demon clan, are actually just a small family in a poor mountain valley. Even the network signal is so bad that you can't swallow enough to fill your teeth."
"Why do you need to work so hard?"
"Look, why don't we just open up a little bit..."
"..."
Demon Vulture had a shy face. Without blushing or out of breath, he said a lot of flattery. He was humble and merciful. He lowered his body and gave up his dignity. He almost stretched his face to the feet of Laizhuang and let her step on him.
Feet.
Always a licker!
Just when the magic vulture was almost empty of all the words of praise in its stomach.
"This tide of corpses is none of my business!"
"Go away, you are blocking my fun!" At this moment, Lei Zhuang was distracted and had no time to care about anything else. She was like a naughty kid who had found fun and couldn't take his attention away for the time being...
Laizhuang was amazed that her malicious tears had disappeared again.
It was a sea of malice formed by twelve small worlds, and even a high-level world would have a huge headache just looking at it.
So... here comes the interesting thing. With so many malicious thoughts, how can a little Zhang Youde and an invisible Supreme Being be able to carry them?
Outrageous! Very outrageous!
It's like two little ants carrying twelve elephants in their bellies.
It's all a bit beyond comprehension.
In the face of things she doesn't understand, Lei Zhuang never hides her fun and greed...
If I had been in tears before, I was just optimistic about Zhang Youde's potential and wanted to recruit a thug and cannon fodder.
But now... she just wants to test the limits of Zhang Youde and Taishang's tolerance, and destroy them with her own hands or continue research.
Like two chrysanthemums in a garden of thousands of red roses, Zhang Youde and Taishang successfully attracted the attention of Lei Zhuang.
As a result, an extremely evil desire for destruction burst out in the heart of Laizhuang, even though she seems to be calm on the surface, neither crying nor making trouble, like an elegant lady.
However, the quieter a star-devouring monster is, the more dangerous it is. I am afraid that only the knife bearer hiding in the gap knows that a big crisis is coming. Boss Lei is afraid that he will not be able to hold down the knife and will kill someone.
Terrible! Terrible!
And the magic vulture was stunned at this moment!
Her eyes were wide open, and just when she drank some water, moistened her throat, and was about to continue her misfortune, Laizhuang didn't even look at herself, and suddenly started scolding herself.
moment!
He scolded the magic vulture until it was messed up in the wind, and that fragile big heart felt seriously insulted.
"This this……"
The devil's mouth opened and closed, and he was so full of anger that he was about to explode. His hand once again clutched the main control switch of the power grid, and his eyes flashed with viciousness, but the next second later: "Okay, excuse me.
!”
"I'm out!"
The magic vulture shamefully resigned to his fate!
If you can't beat her or scold her, what else can you do? The only option is to forgive her...
The magic eagle's profound experience in love kept telling him that trying to reason with a woman would simply be humiliating oneself.
It is better to cut it off when it is cut off. A strong man cuts off his wrist and takes a step back to open up the sea and the sky.
It’s really difficult for me——
As for whether the tide of corpses was set off by Lord Laizhuang? On this question, Demon Vulture is more inclined to believe that it is not.
because!
There is no need for Lai Zhuang to lie to them. If he really wants to tease them, the situation will only be dozens of times worse than it is now.
Maybe he didn't even have time to react before the wave of corpses had already entered his door.
There is no time to release the power grid, so you can consider running away.
So... there was a hint of rage and cruelty in the eyes of the demon eagle! Someone was secretly causing trouble.
but!
Most likely they are not those bald donkeys in Buddhism, they are not so heart-broken and wantonly unleashing a wave of corpses.
Someone is doing something secretly! The Night Demons are the most suspect.
"The Demonic Wolf Immortal" the Demonic Eagle looked coldly at the Demonic Wolf Immortal with an extremely curious shape and extremely disgusting deformed internal organs: "Are you up to something?"
The fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and the tide of corpses is coming...
As everyone stared, everyone could see a hint of coldness and foreboding hidden in the mysterious purple.
It was the domineering advance of purple energy, and even Demon Cloud could only let it be swallowed up and become nourishment.
Every flower, every branch, and even every grain of pollen represents the existence of a corpse.
I'm afraid this will drain all the nearby demons and humans that can fly.
If you look down from a high altitude, even the two immortals, Ten Thousand Meter Demon Chao and Mo Lu, and Demon Wolf, are covered in purple.
Too overbearing purple energy!
But now this endless purple is gradually covering them, and just the aura that swallows the world makes them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.
Even if every corpse among them was of little use in battle, the stronger ones would have run away earlier, but what was frightening was not the tide of corpses but the purple energy itself.
A discerning person will know something is wrong when he sees it!
Looking more closely... this is not purple energy at all, but individual parasites that cannot be directly observed with the naked eye. The number can only be said to be endless... I am afraid that if it is parasitized, the end will not be good.
go.
Besides the corpses in the sky, the corpses on the ground are the bulk...
The terrifying scale of the sea of flowers is like the Black Heart City becoming independent from the world. Everything you look at is purple except for corpses.
Moreover, these corpses danced a strange and stiff dance, their bodies twitching as they danced, each one swaying, twisting and jumping, which was extremely joyful.
It’s hilarious!
only!
The dancing is indeed funny, but when the number increases, it becomes extremely scary.
Many outposts and scout troops arranged by Black Heart City have been directly submerged by the thorns and vines of the sea of flowers, and have been decorated into large flowerpots and small flowerpots by the sea of flowers, becoming part of the tide of dancing corpses.