Phi-Fic Chapter 357
Chapter 357
Chapter 357
Following the playwright's action, Ni Shenyang only felt a strange sense of transparency all over his body, as if his whole body was naturally tightening, reminding him of a dangerous signal.
Even reversing the forbidden source of the elves and absorbing the power of heaven and earth caused waves, without the speed just now.
The golden source was flowing, resisting the majestic ocean of blood and darkness in front of him, but Ni Shenyang's attention had completely shifted to the source of blood and darkness on one side.
Because, where he felt the threat of death.
A penetrating sense of crisis came, reminding Ni Shenyang to dodge early, but the blood-dark ocean in front of him made him unable to leave, not that he could not leave.
It's just that he can't leave, because behind him, there are thousands of elves. If he leaves, what will the elves do?Face death?
He can't do that.
Ever since he became the king of the elves, he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it before the elves died before his eyes.
A cry of Yang is destined to be a lifelong responsibility! As long as he doesn't die, he will not take a step back.
This is a Yangmou, an upright Yangmou, making a choice between himself and his clansmen, either he dies and dies, or retreats and the clansman dies.
Faced with this desperate choice.
Ni Shenyang slowly closed his eyes, and darkness came into his eyelids, as if in his heart at this moment, there was only darkness, and no dawn could be seen.
huh~~~
The violent vibration seemed to plunge the scene into silence, and even the sound of the breeze could be heard clearly.
"Reverse Spirit Forbidden Source Explosion!"
Among waiting, death and time, Ni Shenyang finally made a choice, but his choice was not any path given by the playwright.
Because, besides these two roads, he walked out of the third road.
Overloaded to activate the forbidden source of the elves, absorb the power of blood darkness, and turn the vast blood darkness created by the playwright into its own power.In this way, the immediate impasse can be broken.
However, the result of such a choice may be more cruel and cruel than the other two, after all, after making such a choice.
Ni Shenyang's fate can be imagined.
Originally, he forcibly absorbed the power of heaven and earth that did not belong to him. His body was unbearable, and he absorbed the power of blood darkness that belonged to the playwright and was completely opposite to him.
His life, it can be said now, has entered the countdown, and even at this time, the playwright does not need to kill any more, as long as the time is delayed, Ni Shenyang will...
boom!
However, it is obvious that the playwright is not such a person. Even after seeing Ni Shenyang's actions, his eyes were still full of anger and interest, and he came to kill at a faster speed.
"die!"
As the night fell, the world at this moment seemed to be trapped in an eternal night, without any light, even the bright moon above the sky and the stars all over the sky were covered.
The blood is rolling in darkness, the waves are raging!
Wow~~~~
Like the rising sun at dawn, piercing the darkness and bringing the first sunshine to the world.
Ni Shenyang walked out of the eternal night, his whole body exuded a kind of penetrating light, like the light of sublimation that transcended life and death, and seemed to be the aura that purified the world!
In an instant, it blocked the playwright's actions, and even eroded it in reverse, turning the dark night created by the playwright into a bright field and belonging to himself.
boom!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the vast light completely drowned the playwright, submerging the world in a sea of light, and the line of sight was blocked, and no other colors could be seen.
"Elves Forbidden Source Explosion!"
In the ocean of light, with Ni Shenyang's loud shout, a thunderous roar came out of the light, and brought out a strange color, which belonged to the color of fire.
Or the color of blood!
Swish~~~~
A ray of white light came out from the ocean, and walked straight towards the direction where Huang Yang Yaoxue was. A figure appeared in the appearance of "Yang", only him at this time.
But he was dressed in rags and was in a mess, without the peerless elegance of when he came.
"Walk!"
"Yang God!"
Huang Yang Yaoxue struggled to get up, wanted to help "Yang" but saw that "Yang" looked anxious, and urged everyone to leave, as if if they left, there would be a life-and-death crisis.
Although Huang Yang Yaoxue didn't know what was going on, but seeing this, he had no choice but to call the elves to leave, to leave this shattered taboo land.
huh~~~
As the breeze blows, the holy light slowly dissipates, revealing the original appearance of this place, but it turns out that this place can be regarded as a prosperous and beautiful place.
At this time, it has long since lost its former appearance, and the scars all over the place seem to be telling the bleakness of the past, and the blood is rolling and slowly flowing from the ground.
Wow~~~~
The sound of blood flowing seems to be no different from that of a brook, just as crisp and melodious, but that strange feeling is always lingering.
The cracks in the void began to heal, covering up the pitch-black holes one by one. However, the broken void in some places did not change no matter how hard they tried.
It seems that this place has been cursed, and it will be imprisoned in this way forever. Without the baptism of time, it is impossible to return to the way it used to be.
Huhu~~~
The scars of the void made it difficult for the air to flow here. The wind that collided in the black hole and the wind that emerged from the black hole collided with each other and turned into a violent wind.
Roaring, this place has turned into a completely dilapidated place, with wreckage scattered all over the ground, blood flowing, soaked in desolation, but there is no one there.
It was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle just now.
After a while, an untimely chant came slowly, breaking the silence here.
"Fengdu road, martyrdom, tyrants bury their bones. The sky is silent, the earth is silent, how can mortals see the end of the world. Doomsday, atheism."
Between the suspended void, a person stepped forward, wearing a black robe, covering his figure. The person's specific appearance could not be seen, but his majestic momentum suppressed the void.
blah blah blah!
blah blah blah!
Tap!
Stepping forward to the final decisive battle just now, Diming Atheism fell to the ground, but his eyes were looking in the direction where Huang Yang Yaoxue and others had just left.
"Ni Shenyang?"
"Interesting, I didn't expect you to be so determined to sacrifice yourself to hide the dazzler. You are indeed an existence that can break free from the shackles of fate."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment and shook his head, "It's a pity...it can't be used by dazzlers."
"Hey!"
After a long sigh, Di Ming turned his gaze to Tianyu. Looking into the distance, he seemed to see a place shrouded in clouds and mist, which had a special name—Xianjiao.
Or Yunhan Fairy Pavilion!
"Tianji, have you entered the world?"
As he spoke, he remained silent for a long time without saying a word, just staring in that direction silently.
(End of this chapter)