In the desert, a hurricane like a black dragon rolled up the sand, and with a whistling sound like a knife, it moved towards Sun Cicada Valley at a terrifying speed.
Wherever the black tornado passes, it destroys everything. Whether it is desert sand, oases, or water sources, they can only become part of the wind and sand, gradually dyeing the already gloomy night with an ominous black layer.
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Between the tornado and the Sun Cicada Valley, above an open space that should have been empty, a few drops of thick "ink" were strangely dripping from the void.
Tick tock…tick tock…tick tock…
The ink gathered into a small black puddle on the desert. The puddle was as thick as asphalt, with traces of black breath steaming from it.
Tick tock!
The strange "ink" dripping from the void dropped its last drop and stopped in mid-air.
On the thick black puddle, a "human figure" suddenly bulged out. Asphalt-like ink covered the surface of the "human figure" with a layer of ink, like a film. After he reached out and struggled to tear away the film, he emerged from the puddle.
Get out.
He stepped out of the puddle, and where the soles of his feet came into contact with the thick water, something sticky seemed to be picked up, and it squirmed blackly under the feet of the "human figure". "They" greedily wanted to stick to the soles of the human figure's feet.
Tentacles as thin as a strand of hair. But the figure walked quickly, leaving the strange sticky substance behind.
The "human figure" stretched out his hand. There were no facial features on the blurry face. He looked down at his palm.
"Gongsun Mo..."
The figure whispered Gongsun Mo's name.
"What a great Gongsun Mo."
"If Lou Mengkong hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have even been able to notice that you had gone through all kinds of tricks and painted such a shocking 'unique painting'."
While muttering to himself, the tornado behind him that covered the sky and the moon passed through the figure, but it did not move the figure in the slightest, as if there was nothing there.
"You must have secretly taken away a ray of my soul in the near future, and used the 'resentment' in your heart to draw my illusory body... I am just a 'thought body' drawn by your own hands.
But this also means that I am planning for a hundred years this time..."
"It's done!"
"I'm going to use this strategy to ensure that the world will enjoy another hundred years of peace!"
The surrounding darkness suddenly twisted and collapsed, like a folded canvas, squeezing crazily towards the figure.
The collapsed space was torn apart by figures appearing out of thin air in the blink of an eye.
The sound lingers.
"This is outside the 'canvas', I shouldn't appear here."
"It's a pity... I wanted to see with my own eyes the scene of constant darkness that you personally described. No, I must have seen it 'already'!"
"Weird people and strange people are all 'evil things'. They will be attracted to each other under the guidance of 'weird things' and follow the 'weird way of heaven'. This is fate, our fate."
"Because there are so many 'human pillars' gathered here! That's why you can survive."
Phew~
Outside the "canvas", a strong wind blew past, turning everything into nothingness.
…
Over the enemy camp.
The knights walked with light steps on the seemingly fragile blood line.
Hundreds of blood lines are connected to Gongsun Mo.
Everyone stepped on one, and a huge spider web seemed to grow out of thin air over the enemy camp, and the knights became spider-like knights climbing on the spider web.
Xie Yunliu is right.
The armies of the Western Regions were well positioned and the town was empty. Whether it was a night attack or a force attack, there was only one way to die.
But with the help of Gongsun the Great Painter's strange magic skills, the martial arts knights stepped on the long-lost Qinggong and descended from the sky like magic soldiers descending from the sky - this was an air raid!
"Dog thief! Give me back the sword mountain!"
The former best master in the world is now just an unknown fishing old man, Dugu Yibai. Like a wild goose, he fell from the sky. When he fell, he happened to ride on the shoulder of a soldier from the Western Regions on duty. There was a "click" and it was unlucky.
The soldier's straight back suddenly bent and broke, and he fell to the ground screaming in agony.
"Hehehe! Dog thieves should all die!"
I saw the fisherman swinging his fishing rod, and in an instant, sword energy spread across the military camp. Dozens of military tents were torn to pieces. The heads of hundreds of soldiers affected by the sword energy fell to the ground, and their blood spilled into the night sky!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The horn sounded.
"Uuuuuu——"
The fisherman rushes into the enemy formation and is unstoppable.
In an instant, the military camp fell into chaos. The soldiers who ran out of various military tents looked around. There was nothing in front of the military camp, and there was no cry. Where was the enemy attack? From a remote military tent, Juna Han was holding his arms in his arms.
The beautiful lady from Lucy Domain had her trousers halfway up. When she came out, she saw that the military camp was empty. A group of soldiers were in disarray. They didn't even see the shadow of the opponent's army. Where was the enemy attack? The general who was disturbed was about to curse,
A sneer came from above his head.
"Looking at this coward... he looks like an enemy general?"
"It must be him! Only a general would dare to sleep with a woman on the front line."
"Bah! I don't dare to fart!"
"So you're a bad general, so you shouldn't do it! Come back with me and become the leader of a warlord! Hahaha!"
"Old Chu, are you deliberately looking for trouble at this time?"
"Then let's talk about it later! Anyway, this time...it's a coincidence!"
"Hey! What a coincidence!"
The conversation between the two people was getting closer and closer overhead. The general of the Western Regions raised his head in horror. The next second he couldn't help but open his mouth wide. In shock, he saw a bald man and another rough man with a beard falling from the sky.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The two strong men who fell from the sky simultaneously slapped the general's head with their palms. The head that had received the full force of their palms was crushed to death, and his eyes were squeezed out from the eye sockets at the same time.
"The enemy general is dead!" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Chu Chengfeng's face, he licked his lower lip, unscrewed the deformed head and raised it high.
"Quickly leave! I don't kill women!"
Xie Yunliu glared angrily and pointed at the woman from the Western Region who was stunned and peed in a pool of water.
Xiao Buping has already gained weight in his middle age. However, his lightness skills are not inferior to those of the past. He flies like a nimble fat man. I saw him stepping on the heads of soldiers one after another, flicking his fan, and countless steel needles shook out.
The soldier who received the needle seemed fine, then blinked and twitched and fell down - the steel needle was poisonous.
"Chu Lang, be careful!" Wen Shishan, who was already a mother, stabbed Chu Chengfeng behind with her sword and knocked down an arrow. She angrily yelled at Chu Chengfeng: "Kill him, just kill him, what are you doing holding up a dead head!
Almost got plotted!"
"You woman, you know nothing!" Chu Chengfeng threw the broken head aside: "In war, beheading an enemy general can suppress the enemy's morale!"
"What Lao Chu said makes sense!" Xie Yunliu spoke very fast. In the blink of an eye, he flew into the chaotic place and said while killing: "The enemy has disturbed the morale of the army! We can win!"
More and more knights descended from the sky and entered the battlefield.
First, they encountered an air attack, and then the leader was killed, leaving the soldiers without a leader. Many soldiers were even still sleeping, and their heads were chopped off by the knights who attacked at night, and they died in their sleep.
But an army of ten thousand people is an army of ten thousand people after all. Even if it is chaos, it will take a lot of effort to kill all these people. Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan flexibly dodged the random arrows, with their backs pressed together, and each round
After charging down, the couple's faces were stained with a lot of enemy blood.
Wen Shishan felt the warmth behind her husband, breathed for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Chu Lang, when I go back, I want to give you another son of the Chu family. Good things come in pairs."
"Live!" Chu Chengfeng said fiercely: "Live to death! If you don't give me a fucking litter, I'm worried about you!"
Chu Chengfeng unsheathed his long sword, the two swords were pointed at each other, and the spinning sword energy spread across the field.
Not far away, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng took out a pair of rusty iron claws and scratched several people to death. He looked back and couldn't help but sigh: "The long-lost sword for adulterers and adulterers has returned to the world! What a sword! Good.
Sword! What a sword!”
Another place.
Cheng Xiao walked on the street, stepping over a field of mutilated corpses. The horrified soldiers in front witnessed Cheng Xiao's actions when killing people. He raised the knife and dropped it, raised the knife and dropped it, and almost didn't pause at all.
It was as if they were killing chickens and cows, killing people so easily and freely scared their courage.
On the ground, the blood of the corpse continued to flow, gathering into a stream, and finally flowing into the cracks in the ground. Not long after, behind Cheng Xiao, the road he walked was unknowingly dyed with a strange dark red color.
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Cheng Xiao didn't notice this bloody scene. He only saw the knife and the living people.
The soldiers stood in a line with their spears raised. It was clear that there was only one person on the other side, but none of them dared to step forward and kept retreating tremblingly.
Cheng Xiao smiled slightly, went up to kill him, and raised the knife in his hand.
The knife he was holding in his hand was clearly the one that Gongsun Mo had chopped with his palm, but... the knife was intact.
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"Woo——"
From the west behind the enemy's rear, a rapid blast of trumpets was heard.
In the dark night, a dozen people rode war camels and rushed towards Sun Chan Valley at high speed. When the knights launched an air attack, the sound of horns was heard.
The leader was a tall man with thick and long arms. The most peculiar thing was that his arms were two meters long, trailing behind him and twisting strangely. Bang! The black war camel underneath him could not bear the heavy load and ran.
Foaming at the mouth, he fell down.
"Waste! Waste! Waste!"
The tall man was thrown off his hunchback, roared and stepped forward with his mouth wide open, biting the flesh and blood of the camel. His crazy posture was like a humanoid beast. The team behind him who was responsible for escorting him had never seen such a battle.
, were stunned for a while, and were so frightened that they ran away in all directions, crying for their fathers and mothers, for fear that the man would go crazy and eat them together.
After eating a meal, the war camel had long since lost its voice. The two humps on its back were pitted and bloody. The man sat on the camel again, and something strange happened. The war camel with pale eyes stood up again staggeringly.
When the legs were clamped, the feet actually stepped into the bones and flesh of the camel. From a distance, the person and the camel seemed to be connected together.
Looking up, the man's eyes were dark, looking toward the blazing fire in the distance, like a black lightning flashing towards that place, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
The darkness around him crazily squeezed into the man, squeezing faster and faster. The war camel took a step forward, and the bodies of the man and the camel flickered. It seemed like an illusion for a moment, and I didn't know whether it was real or fake.
…
Phew! Phew! Phew!
On the Sun Cicada Valley, the wind was howling outside. Looking towards the desert, the black tornado was like a high black wall that ran through the sky and the earth. Just looking at it gave people an invincible force that could destroy everything.
After the knights fought out, the hundred-man army brought by Xie Yunliu took advantage of the situation to charge, attacking from both inside and outside. The army of the Western Regions had already been in disarray, and everyone was killed. Half an hour had passed, and thick blood floated from there, screaming.
Sounds, shouts, the clash of weapons, cries, roars, laughter... all the sounds blended into a hollow melody.
Xie Luohe squatted on the ground in pain and covered his ears hard.
Only then did Zheng Xiu regain his breath. He turned around and saw his wife in such pain. When he stepped forward to look, he found that black blood was flowing out of Xie Luohe's ears, his eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"Madam! Madam!"
Zheng Xiu anxiously called "Madam", but Xie Luohe remained unmoved and seemed unable to hear. When Zheng Xiu finally called out "Xie Luohe", Xie Luohe's delicate body trembled and became weaker, and veins appeared on her forehead, as if she was trying her best to suppress it.
Feeling the pain, he pointed to the depths of the battlefield: "Don't...can't kill anymore!"
Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this.
He suddenly raised his head and looked outside the valley. The wind was howling outside and the storm had stopped, but there was no wind in the valley. What blocked the wind and sand?
For a moment, Zheng Xiu's hands and feet were cold, and he pursed his lips and looked at the battlefield. The knights had already killed their eyes red, and most of the tens of thousands of troops in the Western Region were dead. There was only a red patch, and blood flowed all over the ground in an exaggerated manner. On the battlefield
It's like rivers, twisting together with flesh and blood into terrifying streams of sand. Viewed from a height, the entire battlefield now looks like a huge meat grinder, and the flashing light of the knife is like the blade of the meat grinder, flowing
The blood flow is like a huge piece of meat, rolling and rolling with the blade, creating a scene of purgatory on earth.
They shed more blood than imagined, and the flesh of the dead looked more alive than imagined.
"Xieluohe, you stay here!"
Zheng Xiu seemed to have a flash of lightning in his mind, and the familiar scene in front of him suddenly woke him up. Before Xie Luohe could answer, Zheng Xiu drew a big bird, rode on his back, and flew towards the battlefield.
"I understand! But it's still too late! At least, I'll bring the monk...Xie Yunliu out!"
On the big bird, Zheng Xiu looked back at his wife and said decisively, half fiercely and half pleadingly: "You must not go there!"
Xie Luohe nodded silently, watching her husband of ten years leave. Just as she was about to stand up, her feet gave way and she knelt on the ground again. A faint sigh sounded in her mind: "Who am I?"
…
Gongsun Mo will not die. Zheng Xiu rode the big bird and flew towards the battlefield, convinced of this. Whether he was Zheng Xiu or Gongsun Mo, he had not yet painted the "cannibal painting" that caused all this.
If he hadn't painted that ghost painting that has been handed down from generation to generation, he would never have died here.
Zheng Xiu arrived at the height of the battlefield in a blink of an eye. The town had already been covered with a shallow layer of blood. The knights stepped on the bloody water crazily and fought in the military formation. Their crazy expressions frightened Zheng Xiu. Zheng Xiu fell to the ground.
The river of blood actually began to flow, and layers of ink-colored light and shadow faintly floated on the corpses on the ground.
The ground cracked silently, and quicksand poured out from the ground, mixing with flesh and blood.
boom!
There was a sudden vibration not far away, and the bodies around Zheng Xiu were shaken up a few inches, as if they had been deceived. Zheng Xiu followed the vibration and saw a monster that was half human and half camel, dragging a stick and counting.
Meter-long arms, entering the battlefield.
Half of his face was as ferocious as a ghost, and his long fangs were stained with blood foam and broken bones. He saw that the others were hunched together, and after one foot fell and crushed several people to death, his long arms swelled, and the squirming flesh and blood turned into a stick.
The spear, which is both strong and soft, penetrates the battlefield.
In an instant, on the battlefield, regardless of the enemy or friend, the knights and soldiers from the Western Regions were strung together by the flesh and blood spears, rolled up into the sky, and died miserably.
"Aturu!"
Even though Arturu had changed into this posture that was neither human nor ghost, Zheng Xiu still recognized him at a glance.
After Arturu entered the battlefield, this terrifying gesture made the knights and the still living soldiers from the Western Regions stunned. However, after a moment of dead silence, the soldiers from the Western Regions who had been killed long ago did not react to Arturu's appearance.
Instead of boosting their morale, they were so frightened that they ran away. However, the knights became red-eyed and raised their swords desperately to kill him.
The most eye-catching thing was Cheng Xiao. He walked out silently. His long knife seemed to be alive, greedily sucking the blood from the ground, instantly turning red and hot, and emitting terrible smoke.
When Zheng Xiu paused for a moment due to Atulu's tyranny, a figure flew out from the corner and moved away.
Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes.
It is Lou Mengkong, the secret factory admiral of this world, who is also Fan Yao!
"Want to run?"
Zheng Xiu smiled coldly, letting his eyes become tainted with madness. He cut his wrist and blood surged. He skillfully shot out a "birdcage", and Zheng Xiu chased Fan Yao.