Chapter 151 On the verge of life and death, the ruthless sword! (2 in 1)

"ah--"

"ah--"

"ah--"

A huge shadow covered the sky.

Those are the crow-keeper's "meat wings".

Ruchen looked at the demon-like figure not far away in shock.

Countless arms stretched out from the back of the crow keeper, forming huge black flesh wings. Drops of black sticky liquid dripped down from the flesh wings. When they dripped into the air before they hit the ground, they let out crows, like mud.

After squirming, it turned into black ravens.

The dim light of the setting sun dimmed instantly, and the crow keeper was like a huge black hole, absorbing all the remaining light.

Behind the crow keeper, as the fleshy wings spread out, an invisible black curtain spread outwards, darkening the sky.

Zheng Xiugang warned Ruchen, and the six eyes of the crow farmer suddenly burst into frightening red light.

The wind created by the raven man when he flapped his fleshy wings became slower and slower.

Ruchen pulled the scroll tightly behind his back with his hands, his face showing shock.

But at this moment, he was suspended in mid-air, suspended between heaven and earth.

"ah--"

What is going on?

The new discovery caused waves in Zheng Xiu's calm mind like lake water.

As if feeling the infinite sword power emanating from the body of the old man in front of him, the red cloth on the crowkeeper's face peeled off, revealing six bloody eyes.

Ruchen quickly stood up and looked back.

At this moment, Zheng Baimei was quickly heading towards death.

The Raven Man's movements became slower and slower.

Ruchen's breathing became slower and slower.

Looking back, "Zheng Baimei" only had one head left with her eyes closed.

until,

Every time Ruchen's expression changed, he said a sentence in a different tone.

But the old man's voice did not cover up the surrounding sounds, but the moment the old voice sounded, it seemed to take away the presence of other sounds in Ruchen's ears.

"No, it's me, speeding up infinitely."

Zheng Baimei's body weathered, his limbs disappeared without any pain, and only his head remained.

He looks like an older version of a macho man!

"Brother Zheng? You actually...exhausted your lifespan?"

"What's going on?"

Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that there was a conspicuous hole in Human Soul's chest, as if it had been dug out.

This is the "restriction" of the crowkeeper!

Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows. No wonder the crow farmer turns the surroundings into darkness when he assumes such a terrifying posture.

"Time stopped?"

Boom!

The ground cracked.

"so,"

Only endless black shadows remained above Jingtang Town.

"Well said."

Rules, media, restrictions.

He promised Zheng Xiu that the painting would depend on the person.

Daylight is devoured.

Raven Raider Raven Raider, he plays...a raven!

A bird creature!

In other words, from the very beginning, the path that the crow farmer took was not a path that ordinary people could take!

The red dim light that had not yet had time to go down the mountain was cast from the big hole, and a beam of blood-red dusk sunlight dispelled the darkness!

Ruchen opened his mouth wide.

If the painting is no longer there, there is no need for others to be there.

In other words, Zheng Xiu, who appears as a human soul at this moment, is his original human soul!

"The weakness is sunlight."

"The Ruthless Sword."

"I said I believed it, so Brother Zheng gave the painting to the young monk."

"What do you know! This is a promise made by one man to another man. It is as heavy as a thousand mountains!"

There is golden flame flowing on the sword.

"Hehehe! If you ask me, my own life is more important! We can't die together!"

The crow-keeper's cry.

Ruchen couldn't imagine that the "thing" that now spreads its wings like a huge black bird in the sky could be a person.

During the brief confrontation, Zheng Xiu figured out the reason for the existence of crow farmers.

In this moment, this moment,

"Zheng Baimei" is in a state of life and death, whether to die or not.

He didn't know what to do before he condensed the golden sword.

Ruchen's expression was also fixed and extremely complex. It contained three parts of surprise, three parts of regret, three parts of anxiety, and one part of deeply hidden suspicion.

A sound like dust.

Darkness is coming!

"Brother Zheng asked me if I could trust the young monk."

Zheng Xiu said calmly, without looking at Ruchen again, he tiptoed and floated up to the sky.

I never expected that a bad old man would show up.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

"Who are you?"

"ah--"

moment,

If it weren't for the "life and death" posture he deliberately fell into in order to activate the "Sword Intention of Heaven and Earth", Zheng Xiu would not have had the chance to see himself in this dying posture.

call out!

A beam of golden light shot out from behind Ruchen, like an indestructible sword that penetrated the sky.

Only when he stretched out his hand did he realize that the hand was not the wrinkled palm of "Zheng Baimei", but the palm of his Zheng Xiu.

He looked down at his palms. His palms were like weathered rocks. They first became dry, hard and pale, and then quickly peeled off bit by bit along the palm lines and turned into fly ash.

An existence similar to "ghosts" formed around them.

His eyes, ears, mouth and nose, sight, touch, smell, and hearing, all the movement and movement he could feel came to an abrupt end.

The complex expression is like a fan diagram. Only at this moment when everything is still can Zheng Xiu distinguish it so clearly.

Ruchen stretched out his tongue and took a lick, and the sweet taste made him laugh happily: "Quiet now!"

Zheng Xiu thought silently in his heart.

The sharp wind tore holes in Ruchen's face.

The skin on Ruchen's forehead suddenly burst open and blood dripped.

The hundreds of meters long fleshy wings crushed a piece of raven into black blood as it rolled.

He originally thought Zheng Xiu would make a comeback.

"ah!"
To be continued...