There is no war on the battlefield, but it has become a rampant natural disaster.

The world where Shen Hui is coming today has become crumbling in the natural disaster.

The victory seems to have been divided.

If this goes on, the world of Shen ash will only go to destroy.

Huang Lingheng laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, is there only this extent?"

"Maybe a little stronger, the world is more real to suppress me, I will lose it."

"But do you still have such opportunities? Hahaha!"

Shen Hui gritted his teeth. If you are a seventh -level world, as long as you are stronger, whoever loses will not be clear.

But now but there is indeed a gap with each other.

"What do you want to do!"

Shen Hui probably knew that the other party's purpose was not dead.

Otherwise, I won't finish this battle.

Of course, Shen Hui will not fight with desperate momentum.

"The loser is like a loser, what I want to do, what just do."

"Not only to you, but also your little girlfriend outside, hahaha."

Huang Lingheng's voice became more arrogant, and his tone was full of ridicule.

"Qingxue!"

"What do you want to do to Qingxue!"

Shen Hui's tone was angry, and he thought they were looking for themselves.

Do you want to do it at Qingxue ?!

Although her relationship with Qingxue has not reached the intimate step.

But the friendship with Qingxue, and she really cares about herself.

Shen Hui has no affection, but this friendship only cherishes.

Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with Qingxue.

"This is what I and you, if I dare to involve Qingxue ..."

The sinking tone is getting colder.

Huang Lingheng listened to the obvious change of the gray tone, but his heart was a joy.

"Finally angry."

Huang Lingheng immediately said: "Hahaha, I don't involve."

"But how is she outside now, I don't know."

"Our purpose is you, what do we control the other people's life and death so many."

"But a little reminding you, the members of the Tarot Club with me."

"Can you say that the one named Qingxue can run away?"

"As for what will happen, guess?"

Shen Hui rises, and at the same time, there is also the exhausted spirit, and it has also risen constantly in anger.

Under the sky that shines on the fire, the color of everything seems to be a bit dull, adding a layer of black.

The form of sinking ash emerges.

The body is violently undulating, and the eyes on the chest are all red, with crazy.

In the space around the ash, a strong fog once again permeated.

The authenticity of the death world climb again!

Huang Lingheng reminded the vinegar with vinegar to continue his mouth.

"Well, why, I think you are a bit unconvinced?"

"It's been so long, even if you are waiting for you, the daylily is cold."

"It's just a garbage, why don't you care about death."

"There are not many one in this world, and there are a lot less."

In the eyes on the ash chest, there is a trace of black lines from the crazy red.

The blurred face of the abdomen is even more distorted.

The halo that emerges behind it, the colors are constantly dimming.

"You really damn!"

The hoarse but ethereal roar passed out from the ash body.

But that feeling is more like an ancient demon who sleeps in the bottomless abyss.

Rich death, fear, and various negative emotions.

Spread from the sinking body.

With sinking ash as the centered, began to spread around the surroundings.

Follow the natural disaster to fill this world.

And Shen Hui is the source of everything unknown, unknown and fearful.

The advent of the world of death has continued to rise.

In the eyes on the chest, there are more and more black patterns, and at the same time, blood starts from the corner of the eye.

Shen Hui's spirit has become crazy in anger, and now, with the rational madness, it has begun to transform into the unknown.

As the advent of the death world rises, the degree of transformation is getting stronger and stronger.

In other words, with the spirit of sinking ash, it is impossible to make the death world really come.

So the mental state of sinking has begun to change.

All of this has exceeded his control.

Shen Hui, the world of death, began to get out of control!

Huang Lingheng looked at the changes of Shen Hui, and suddenly he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

But this is exactly his purpose.

So he was still there.

The whole world has covered a shadow.

The flames and thunderstorms on the sky cannot penetrate.

Mist rolling out of the space again.

The limited space is magnified infinitely again.

The dead tree belonging to Sadako, the slaughterhouse that belongs to the pig head butcher, is a strange place for gathering ...

Crazy mountains, the sea of ​​death, no longer projection.

Instead, with the authenticity of coming, gradually becomes real!

This can no longer be regarded as another space, another world.

And the world of sinking!

The changes in all this are coming.

In a short time, the sense of pressure of the powerful world strikes from all directions to Huang Lingheng.

The skeleton of his creative master form began to peel off.

The flesh above the bones began to breed flesh, and Huang Lingheng's appearance gradually transformed from the form of the Creator to the form of human beings.

But this is not Huang Lingheng's autonomous behavior.

It's not controlled by him!

This means that the connection between him and his own creative world is constantly weakening.

The weak and even the creation world is not enough to feedback the power to maintain him to maintain the form of the Creator.

Huang Lingheng is directly aggressive.

"Grass! What kind of creation world is this!"

"How can there be such a great rejection, is it ... Is it ..."
To be continued...