Lifting the long sword condensed with blood in his right hand, Xu Mo did not take action, but looked at the three people in front of him coldly, with an indifferent expression, like a stone sculpture.
The blood-colored eyes slowly revealed a tyrannical killing intent. Xu Mo raised the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword crossed the sea of blood, gently sliding towards the side of the body. Suddenly, there was a line on the sword. Traces of blood.
The originally blood-colored sword blade, blood flowed along the edge to the sword tang of the broken sword, and dripped along the edge of the sword onto the blood-stained floor.
"Amidst all the calamities, Blood Eyes dominate~!"
Xu Mo's expression was cold, as if nothing had happened. In the space where the sword edge had just crossed, the figure of the double-dagger killer who disappeared into the sea of blood appeared there.
Sealing his throat with a sword, the deputy captain with double daggers who had just disappeared left a clear blood mark on his neck. The blood flowed out along the cut neck and dripped on the ground. His body was stiff and motionless.
"Sealing the throat with a sword?" The killer holding a scimitar looked at the two people in front of him, dumbfounded.
Xu Mo, who was clearly about to die just now, now exuded a strong fighting spirit, a kingly aura from heaven and earth.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The leader of the pursuit team roared loudly, his hoarse voice revealing madness and madness. At this moment, as the captain, he completely lost his mind.
Holding a machete in his hand, the leader of the pursuit team looked at Seamo in front of him, with anger and fear in his eyes.
"You have won the respect of the Shenghui Pursuit Team. If we don't kill you this time, where will the Shenghui Pursuit Team's face be?" The scimitars collided, making a metal collision sound of "ding, ding, clang~" .
Like scimitars in the waning moon, they collided together, and the blades shattered inch by inch, turning into a fragmented blade. The fragments were connected to each other, leaving gaps between the blades. The originally flat blade turned into a jagged shape.
Waves of sharp chill came from the rotating blade.
"Dead kill, thousands of broken blades~!" The leader of the pursuit team, holding a scimitar in his hand, shouted loudly, with a sinister and terrifying tone in his tone, and pieces of broken blades slowly emerged behind him.
Preparing to charge, the captain rushed forward with a scimitar in his hand. The broken blades behind him also attacked Xu Mo along with his body. Under the broken blades, sharp air waves were drawn, tearing the space, and then falling. To Xu Mo.
Lowering his head, Xu Mo completely ignored the captain of the pursuit team who rushed up at this time. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at the shield at his feet.
The iron sheet was no longer a shield, and the surface was pitted. At this time, Xu Mo actually had the leisure to look at such a broken shield, and did not notice that the killer holding a scimitar had rushed towards his face.
The broken blade, which was like an iron chain, easily tore through the sea of blood, tearing apart the bursts of blood energy blocking Xu Mo's body. The barrier shield condensed from the sea of blood was torn apart by the broken blade in an instant.
The broken blade brushed against Xu Mo's shoulder and the blood-condensed scales, leaving a clear trace of an ear. Countless broken blade chains turned into an indestructible cage, completely trapping Xu Mo in the broken blade. In the wheel.
Bowing his head in silence, his body seemed to be frozen, Xu Mo stared blankly at the shield. The broken shield seemed to Xu Mo to be a symbol of military exploits.
Slowly lifting the shield with his left hand, Xu Mo held the shield tightly again. Although the shield was in tatters, it seemed that it was not enough to withstand the Shattered Blades and Ten Thousand Wheels, but Xu Mo still lifted the shield and held it firmly in his hand. inside.
Under the bloody scales all over his body, there is the flow of blood. The art of blood sacrifice is to turn all the blood in his body into the combat power that he can mobilize, and the blood in Xu Mo's whole body has also condensed into such a sea of blood.
"Go to hell~!"
The Broken Blade Ten Thousand Wheels gradually shrank, further compressing the space around Xu Mo. There was originally a broken blood sea barrier to resist, but the broken barrier was reorganized again.
After being shattered and condensed again and again, Xu Mo was left with less than a circle of movement around him, and the Broken Blade Wanlun continued to shrink the space.
The broken blade Wanlun fell on Xu Mo's scales, and wiped out a fierce light that looked like splattering blood. Xu Mo didn't care at all and allowed the broken blade to cut on his body, covering his body in an instant. The scales were shattered and shattered.
"Sea of blood condenses~!" Xu Mo said coldly, his left hand holding the shield slowly turned into a piece of blood. The blood flowed to the shield along with his wrist. In an instant, all the scales turned into flowing blood. Gathering on the shield little by little.
Waves of fierce light emitted from the shield. At this time, Xu Mo's blood pupils shone brightly, and his body turned into several streams of blood, flowing towards the leader of the pursuit team holding a scimitar, and wrapped around him in an instant. on that person's body.
The sea of blood condensed, and Xu Mo's body circled around the body of the team leader, corroding like acid water, easily corroding the body of the team leader who was holding hands to kill him.
In an instant, there was only surging blood in the sea of blood, and there was no one left. The deputy captain who was standing there and said he had time to take action also disappeared at this time.
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"Poof~!" The sea of blood dissipated, and Xu Mo's body stumbled and fell down. As the only warrior still standing on this green grassland, he finally couldn't support the exhaustion of his body and slowly collapsed. Go down.
The shield in his left hand fell to the ground. Xu Mo grasped the hilt of the broken sword with his right hand. The broken sword pierced the ground. Xu Mo knelt on one knee and supported his body without falling.
Lying on the ground, I supported my body with my left hand. I put my left hand on the hilt of the sword, and little by little I lifted my body that was almost touching the ground. I tried my best to hold my body up and not fall down, and slowly straightened up. Upper body.
"The ceremony of blood sacrifice has been completed. I may really become Lin Zihan's substitute and become the person who falls into the abyss." Xu Mo raised his head and looked towards the north with a pair of bloodshot pupils. That was what Xu Mo thought A place that I want to go to but cannot reach.
"Beihuang, am I going to break the appointment after all?" Xu Mo regretted and was a little annoyed. If he had not brought the Ring of Shadow Master with him at that time, if he had not been impatient and waited for the Lord of Lancheng Palace to accompany him, maybe he would not have fallen into this trap. Such a situation.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, the four captains who had just confronted him for the last time all fell to the ground. Their faces were pale and there was no trace of blood, but their whole bodies were glowing with a strange blood-red color.
"Is there a figure there?" A female voice that was not very clear came from not far away, as if they were discussing something.
There were people in such a desolate northern wasteland. Xu Mo's mind was like exploding. Such a desolate land, such a blood sea battlefield, was just a little green, so how could a female voice appear? .
Xu Mo felt that the voice sounded a bit familiar, but Xu Mo couldn't remember where he had heard it before, so he thought that maybe he was hallucinating.
The visitor crossed the battlefield littered with corpses, and gradually approached the only figure on the battlefield who had not yet fallen.
"Xu Mo?!" Lan Hong exclaimed. As someone who had met Lin Zihan many times and also met Xu Mo many times while serving in the military, Lan Hong could naturally tell at a glance that that person was Xu Mo. .
Lan Hong walked forward quickly, and her sister Lan Xi behind her also rushed forward. Her eyes swept over the battlefield where corpses were strewn. At a rough look, there were hundreds of corpses. They were all dressed as trained killers. .
Looking at the armor weapons scattered on the ground, they are also well-equipped. It can even be said to be a configuration that even the elite of the army cannot possess.
"There are so many weapons that can be used by kings, let alone more than fifty king-level masters, and he alone...?" Lan Xi looked at Xu Mo who was kneeling on the ground, with his back heaving, and he always felt Somewhat incredible.
"All this may not be explained until he wakes up." Lan Hong noticed that there was a ring on Xu Mo's index finger, which was almost exactly the same as the ring on her own hand.
"He is also the master of the shadow?" Lan Xi also noticed Lan Hong's eyes focused on Xu Mo's index finger. What that ring means to the shadow, the two sisters know better than anyone else, because they are both at this time Also wearing an identical ring.
"This is the Ring of the Shadow Master," Lan Xi looked at the dying Xu Mo and said slowly, "Is he the one from Nandu Palace that grandpa said?"
Lan Xi looked at Xu Mo, his face full of doubts and confusion. Longzi Lin Zihan came from Nandu, and the master of Nandu Palace was said to have disappeared for a long time. He appeared in Lancheng not long ago. Counting, The most likely person is Xu Mo who knows Long Zi Lin Zihan.
"That's right. It looks like we need to take him with us and rush to Beihuang together." Lan Hong supported Xu Mo with one hand, helped Xu Mo up hard, and lifted Xu Mo onto her shoulders little by little.
"Take him with you?" Lan Xi said doubtfully, "There is not much time before the assembly order, and grandpa said that if we meet him, we can go together, but isn't taking him with him more like a burden?"
"You can't just leave him in this deserted place, right?" Lan Hong looked at the stretching grassland. When he just stepped into the northern wilderness, what he saw was clearly thousands of miles of desert and snow-capped mountains. At this time, there was such a piece of land. An oasis appears in the northern wilderness, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance seem to be full of spring.
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There was a strange atmosphere in the air, like the terrifying silence before disaster struck, and Xingfa had long been accustomed to this.
Looking at such an empty Luogu, most of it was occupied by a huge new star Yan, and there was a blazing high temperature around it. It was not as cold and desolate as Luogu at the beginning.
White streams of light passed through Xingfa's body and fell towards the huge new star. Every stream of light in the falling valley is part of the origin of Xingfa's consciousness, but it is the only way to escape from the falling valley. A consciousness and star method seem to be able to dominate this world.
In other words, it can control all the consciousnesses born in this world, and it can also control all the stars that have fallen in such a falling valley. Only such a huge new star born in the falling valley cannot be controlled by the star method.
Xingfa can no longer remember how many streams of light there are, but the stream of light behind him is endless, and the stream of light falling towards Xiang Yan is also tens of thousands, but the huge new star Yan does not seem to have any intention of extinguishing.
"That's it, right?" Xingfa felt a little tired, but the burning of the new star had no intention of extinguishing it, and even burned more and more intensely.
Raising his left hand slightly, Xingfa's movements can cast down several streams of light in such a world, as if those streams of light are part of Xingfa's body.
Xinxing was bound by white chains. The streams of light falling towards Yan turned into strong white chains, completely trapping Yan. The thick chains completely bound Yan. The white chains Not afraid of breaking through the burning flames.
Xingfa had a lot of time. After waiting for so many years, Xingfa could afford to wait for a few days, but the desire in his heart to devour the universe was ignited, and his whole person became excited.
