793. The Killing Move 1
Black streamers of light danced down.
As if he came from eternity and came to dominate this land.
A rich, pure black light pillar rises from the gloomy ground and appears between heaven and earth, communicating with hell and heaven.
Along with this ink-like black light pillar appeared.
A strong force of pure darkness rises from all directions.[
It fills this place, spreads to the heaven and earth, and covers the surrounding areas.
The entire central part of the black hell was covered by the black power.
That is a kind of frightening black color.
"The source of darkness." Just when the black beam of light appeared, Ya Fei, who had remained unmoved, slightly frowned and said in a low voice.
The source of darkness, the root of the existence of black hell.
Now, it was finally taken out by the King of Hell.
After the tone fell, Yafei slowly spread his hands and kneaded a spell.
Immediately, a looming white light began to circulate around his body.
The source of darkness that soared into the sky and enveloped the entire center of the black hell immediately slightly avoided his location.
But he didn't move far away, he just passed by.
Dark and light have always been opposites.
Ya Fei looked at the source of darkness that was passing by but still shrouded the center without any emotion.
He had expected that the King of Hell would use this ancient power.
Therefore, I was already prepared to follow the storm.
With him nailed right here in the middle.
Even if the King of Hell activates the source of darkness, their people can still surround and suppress them from the outside.
The source of darkness cannot be shaken by anyone.
Wherever black passes, it flies away like splashed ink.
The sky and the earth are in darkness.[
And in this black scene, below the light pillar, a silver spar pillar appeared below the light pillar of the source of darkness.
That silver pillar is much smaller than the light pillar of the source of darkness.
But because of the color, it is completely impossible to ignore.
The silver light sparkles, matching the darkness behind it.
And in this glow, the tied figure on it is also particularly conspicuous.
The clothes did not cover his body, and he was covered in blood and bruises.
The messy black hair on his head was flying in all directions under the influence of the black power, showing his cruelty.
Mu Huang is Mu Huang.
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