As Malz spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth. His look was indescribably ferocious and cruel.
Immediately, his eyes swept over the men in black, Zhang Zhengde, and Murong Yunqing. When his eyes rested on Murong Yunqing, his bloodthirsty and cruel eyes suddenly fluctuated, but
Then he disappeared quietly.
Although this slight fluctuation is very subtle, who is Murong Yunqing, and how could he not notice it?
Since she awakened to her divinity, her perception has become so strong that it is almost abnormal, even comparable to that of a first-class master. The changes in Maltz's eyes did not escape her perception at all.
However, Murong Yunqing was a little puzzled by the reaction of the Dark Knight King. But now was not the time to ask, and she could not get the answer just by asking.
Because Murong Yunqing saw the slight change in Maltz's eyes and remembered it in his heart. He secretly became more vigilant about this mysterious dark knight king.
No matter what the other party wants to do, be careful yourself, and there will be nothing wrong in the end.
"Marz! I don't care who you are, or whether you are the Dark Knight King, I only know that you killed my second brother. I, Yan Zhen, will remember this grudge. Just wait to accept me and your eldest brother
Take revenge!"
"Human ant, do you think you can still walk today?" Malz said with some disdain as he looked at the human ants under his feet screaming at the top of their lungs.
The man in black is named Yan Zhen, the third eldest among the three Yan brothers. The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face who just died was named Yan Hua, the second eldest.
The three Yan brothers are all powerful men of the Sixth Heaven, and they do have some status in Linjin City.
The three of them did not form any force, but the eldest Yan Ming, the second eldest Yan Hua, and the third eldest Yan Zhen were all rare masters in Linjin City.
The three brothers do not make many public appearances in Imjin City. Everyone has special skills. No one knows what kind of skills they practice. Their origins are quite mysterious. They are known as the Three Kings of Hell in Imjin City.
The three kings of hell in Linjin City have a certain status in several surrounding cities and even the entire Taipan Province.
These three kings of hell are all cruel and powerful, but they are determined to retaliate. Before the Shennongjia Incident, the three kings of hell almost walked sideways in the entire Linjin City, and few forces dared to provoke them. At the beginning, they were also dragons.
The group’s key observation objects.
However, since the Heavenly Change in Shennongjia, especially after the emergence of the Divine Organization, the entire Taipan Province has continued to have an influx of powerful people, causing subtle changes in the situation in the cultivation world here.
It is only in recent years that the three kings of hell have restrained their behavior.
However, today, the three kings of hell appeared again. In addition, Yan Ming, one of the three kings of hell, died here silently. What's more ironic is that he was killed by his own magic.
Dead.
Yan Zhen lowered his head, as if he had been stimulated by something. He held a black dagger in his right hand. When Murong Yunqing and others were surprised, he suddenly held it with his left hand.
At this time, Yan Zhen slowly raised his head, looked at Malzi, and said in a hoarse voice: "Marzi! You will regret it! You will definitely regret it!"
After saying this, Yan Zhen jerked his right hand, and the black dagger cut through the palm of his left hand. A stream of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the rooftop of the hospital.
Maltz watched Yan Zhen's movements and did not stop him. In his eyes, Yan Zhen was just a little person. He couldn't escape his grasp, let alone play any tricks.
It was himself, because of Yan Ming's relationship, that brought him to this new world. After just preliminary observations, he already knew that this was definitely not the world he lived in before.
"This...is not the Netherworld!"
Because I have just arrived in this world, I don’t know much about the cultivation and attack methods of practitioners in this world, so I can take advantage of this opportunity to learn more about the cultivation techniques of this world. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you survive a hundred battles!
"With my
Blood, sacrifice to the sky, curse the people in front of you, fall into endless hell! Perish forever!"
Yan Zhen's eyes were red, and he was staring at Malz who was sitting on the horse. Every word was sonorous and powerful. The last sentence, Yan Zhen looked like a madman, roaring almost hysterically, giving people the feeling of saying no.
The eerie feeling of Qing.
After Yan Zhen finished speaking, Murong Yunqing suddenly felt that there seemed to be an invisible force blessing him, but the source of this force seemed to have no source at all, and no trace could be found at all.
.
Glancing at Maltz, Murong Yunqing discovered that Maltz was also frowning at this time, looking thoughtful. Obviously, he also felt the changes in the surrounding environment.
Just when Murong Yunqing was curious, the Purple Lotus Mysterious Light Sword that had been hidden in her body suddenly trembled.
Feeling the vibration of the Purple Lotus Mysterious Light Sword, Murong Yunqing trembled all over, and an extremely strong sense of crisis lingered in her heart.
Murong Yunqing did not dare to be careless, so he immediately braced himself up, concentrated his energy and began to scan his body's condition. The Five Elements Mysterious Technique was activated at the same time to prevent any upcoming unexpected situations that might occur.
"Damn it! It's a curse! Or an ancient spell! How can there be an ancient spell in this world! Damn it, you bastard, you humble ant, go to hell!"
Dark Knight King Maltz suddenly let out a slightly frightened roar. It was obvious that he seemed to have seen the essence of Yan Zhen's technique.
Just when Maltz was about to kill Yan Zhen in one fell swoop, the mysterious power within him fluctuated again.
"Boom...!"
Murong Yunqing felt a huge roar suddenly sound in her mind. The sound pattern spread like water waves, sweeping across her entire sea of consciousness in an instant.
Murong Yunqing's pupils suddenly expanded and became lifeless, without a trace of focus anymore, like two eyes of dead springs, lifeless.
In addition to Murong Yunqing, Malzi and Zhang Zhengde were also within the range of Yan Zhen's technique. They all had dull eyes and stared straight ahead without any trace of life.
If their hearts were not still beating and breathing continued, they would have been regarded as dead at this time.
When the loud noise from the sea of consciousness swept through his entire body, Murong Yunqing's consciousness immediately blurred.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a while, maybe a day? A month? A year? Ten years? A hundred years?
In Murong Yunqing's consciousness, there was no concept of time at all. Gradually, Murong Yunqing slowly regained his weak consciousness. He only felt that he was in an endless darkness without a trace of light.
"Where is this place?" Murong Yunqing groped in the darkness, not knowing how long he had walked or how far he had walked.
However, no matter how long she walked, no matter how far she walked, the surrounding environment never changed. It was always dark, making people desperate and crazy.
Time passed by one second, and Murong Yunqing had never felt that he was so afraid of the dark.
She was scared because no matter how hard she tried, she was surrounded by darkness, never-ending darkness.
"Where is this place! Where is it! Ah...ah...ah..."
Murong Yunqing felt like he was going crazy, boundless darkness, and endless unknown.
Here, space seems to become infinite, and time seems to have become meaningless. There is no vitality of heaven and earth, and there is nothing except darkness. Everything is like a grain of dust imprinted in the long river of history.
, no beginning, no end!
In the darkness, Murong Yunqing screamed desperately, but there was no response. Even the Purple Lotus Mysterious Light Sword that had been connected to her mind was nowhere to be found.
Murong Yunqing kept groping in the darkness. At the beginning, she could still remember the time clearly.
one day……
Two days...
a month...
One year...
However, later on, even Murong Yunqing himself had no concept of time.
Because the time was so long that it was impossible to calculate time in such an environment because she had nothing to measure time with.
Some are just emptiness, despair and endless darkness!
Murong Yunqing is not a person who is afraid of loneliness, nor is she a person who is afraid of the dark, but if she is allowed to live such a life day and night, she is scared, terrified!
I don't know how much time passed, but Murong Yunqing's spirit was close to collapse.
Although Murong Yunqing didn't know the specific time, he also knew that he had definitely stayed here for more than ten years!
Ten years! What a long time?
Ten years! What a short moment?
At this moment, Murong Yunqing did not continue running repeatedly for more than ten years. She was tired, really tired, very tired.
This tiredness is not physical tiredness.
On the contrary, in this strange place, Murong Yunqing's body was exceptionally good. He did not feel tired or hungry. No matter how much physical exertion he exerted, he did not feel any fatigue.
But despite this, she still felt very tired, not from her body, but from her spirit.
Boundless darkness, with no bright future in sight. In such an environment, a person has been alone for more than ten years. It is already strong-willed not to suffer from schizophrenia.
For more than ten years, Murong Yunqing had thought a lot and tried many methods, but still had no clue. Every failure would add a thick layer of haze to her heart.
Now she is overwhelmed...
"Father...Mother..."
Murong Yunqing lay gracelessly on his back in the endless darkness, with his eyes open, looking at the darkness where there was nothing. Tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.
Here, no one can see her lack of elegance, and no one can see her tears.
Here, she could vent to her heart's content, but Murong Yunqing didn't want to stay here.
She has relatives, friends, and dreams. However, all of these were originally the driving force that inspired her to keep moving forward, but now they bring her despair and sadness.
There was never a moment when Murong Yunqing was as weak as he is now, and there was never a moment when he was as helpless as now.
Just as the day does not understand the darkness of night, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand loneliness, true loneliness.
Loneliness is not coldness or indifference. On the contrary, loneliness is desire and expectation, but at the same time, it is also despair.
Wandering quietly in the unknown space of endless darkness, letting tears fall from the corners of my eyes.
Looking back on the past, her mother's chest and father's shoulders were the safest places for her. The joy of family life made Murong Yunqing regard it as a treasure, and it was worth spending her whole life to care and protect!
Every fragment and scene of his past life played repeatedly in Murong Yunqing's mind like a slideshow.
Behind every picture, there is a happy little story of Murong Yunqing. Those scenes of crying, laughing, acting coquettishly, or being proud have become the last part of her life in this endless darkness.
Persistence.
The happiness she wanted to grasp and keep supported her in this dark space for more than ten years.
More than ten years may not be a long time for a practitioner. A practitioner's concept of time is much higher than that of ordinary people.
Their powerful cultivation gives them a lifespan far beyond that of ordinary people. Sometimes a retreat can last for several years, or even ten or even decades.
But for Murong Yunqing, ten years was too long.
When he fell into this unknown space, Murong Yunqing was only less than twenty years old. For more than ten years, he was already more than half of his previous life.
In such a dark world without boundaries and time, Murong Yunqing was desperate...