That smile, the beauty of the gods, but showing the weirdness of the devil.
"Welcome to the door of hell."
Weiyang said.
The sound of the door words fell, and his palm has slowly unfolded.
In his hands, I don't know when, there is a pen.
That pen is about one foot long, the pen is black, and there are dense star patterns on the pen. However
Like the hair like an ordinary brush, it is arranged by the hair, but a material that is like blood.
In the air in front of him, twenty -seven black stars have also appeared quickly.
With Weiyang's virtual hand drawn, the dark red star pattern connected these stars to form a complex star pattern. As he waved his right hand, the last starline had been completed.
The black star pattern spreads like a smoke, which instantly turns into a black thick fog.
Click, click!
A skeleton wrapped in a corrupt corpse dragging the skeleton hand, holding a rusty knife in his hand.
On the side of the skeleton, a bone horse rushed out, and the bone was still sitting with a skeleton general wearing a rusty armor.
Then, another one ...
The skeleton soldiers who could not count, the cavalry rushed out of the black mist like a tide, as if the black mist was the door to hell, and they were soldiers who rushed out of hell.
Endless, endless.
As soon as these guys rushed out of the dark mist, they immediately waved the rusty weapons in their hands and greeted those rushing fugitives, and waved the knives and swords in their hands without politely.
Weiyang stood in the middle of the weird black mist, and the enchanting face was particularly obvious and dazzling in the skeleton group wrapped in the corpse cloth.
The corner of his lips sneered with a sneer.
The white robe symbolizing the temple in the dark fog blooms like a lotus in the dark mist, but the ink hair that is steamed by the black mist is like the ink flame on the white lotus.
Black and white, the two kinds of opposite colors, in this way, harmoniously gathered in his body.
Looking at the blood that splashed, there was not much expression on Weiyang's face.
There is no murderous intention, no compassion.
At this moment, standing in front of the door of hell, he was in front of the believers, and reached out to caress the one who stroked the believer's forehead. There was no difference at all.
Who said, God will be compassionate?!
The black beast tide and the white skeleton army seem to be two black and white tide water, sweeping from the sides of the Snow Valley.
Wherever I pass, the blood overflows, and the screams are screaming.
Among the two tide water, a fiery figure is also particularly obvious, naturally it is the purple pupil's star beast snack food.
The double -wing fan moves, and from time to time, the flame of fire is sprayed.
Where the snacks are, the fire is in four, and the large soldiers are directly devoured by the flame.
Everything seems to be complicated, in fact, it happens in a short moment.
Between such a fierce two tide water, Gong Yunyu and others on the side of the snow valley are naturally impossible to be spared.
A long -ago, a few high -end star beasts were wrapped in flames on their bodies. The skeleton generals riding on the skeleton of the Star Beast have also rushed from the two wings to rush to Gong Yunyu and others.
"Protect His Majesty!"
Qin Ling, captain of the Captain Guard, was rushed to drink, flying in front of Gong Yunzheng, and surrounded by a curved star beast and skeleton with the Kind Guards. Several masters brought by Gong Yunzheng immediately guarded the guard immediately.
The king of His Majesty and Lan Si escaped behind Xuefeng.