Under the black armor, Skedi's face was filled with shock. The voice was everywhere, as if it was the same voice in this world.
"Night ~ Yingge ~"
Holding the sky with both hands, under the dark clouds, a curtain of night suddenly rose. For a moment, the surrounding world fell into darkness, the kind of darkness that made it impossible to see even one's fingers.
The surrounding world was in chaos. The Holy Attendant fell from the air and was caught by an invisible black hand. In the chaotic world, miserable mournful songs came from all directions.
He Leng only felt that the voice in his ears was a bit eerie, like the sound of a ghost cheering, which made He Leng's mood even more confusing.
Blood light flashed, and a red giant blade appeared in the chaos. The bright red blood light cut open the night, and cheered the evil ghosts away.
"It's really noisy~!" Lin Zihan clenched the Dragon Blood Sword in his right hand, and took out his ear with the little finger of his left hand, popping out a piece of earwax that didn't exist.
"This sound of a hundred ghosts walking at night is also worthy of being called Yingge?" Lin Zihan stood behind Si Kedi. His sword could have been ready to strike at Si Kedi, but such an irritable voice left Lin Zihan without any thoughts. Build momentum.
With one slash of the sword, Lin Zihan even guessed the next move in Skaidi's realm, Yingge Yanwu. Since there is Yingge, there must be Yanwu.
Sure enough, the next second, the night curtain was cut open, and the black energy scattered on the ground suddenly began to gather.
Claws like skeletal hands stretched out from the ground and crawled out of the night.
Seeing this scene, Lin Zihan just felt sick in his heart. The black claws tore through the night, like evil ghosts vying for food, with stiff movements and a body wrapped in black energy.
Those black energy are not Skedi's power, but the souls who have died under Skedi's Night Demon over the years. The fear at the moment of death, whether it is a human or a ferocious beast, will become the nourishment of the night.
The Night Demon Skeddy is more like an animal tamer. He tamed a Night Demon that feeds on fear and spirit. This is also the origin of his name.
Countless black claws gathered together, fighting with each other, climbing higher and higher, toward Lin Zihan's feet.
A huge black claw appeared at Lin Zihan's feet. Around the black claw were countless walking dead, black puppets like zombies.
"Skeldi, you really live up to the name of Night Demon~!"
Facing the ant-like black puppets emerging from the ground, Lin Zihan actually felt a trace of panic, which came from the depths of his soul.
A huge sense of oppression came from the giant black claw, and the bone wings behind Lin Zihan shook with all their strength, and they suddenly fled high into the sky.
The moment Lin Zihan's wings trembled behind him, the giant black claw also rushed up and grabbed at Lin Zihan.
Just as his body was about to rise, he was firmly held by the giant black claws. Lin Zihan's reaction was still a little slow, and his bone wings were pinched by the giant black claws.
The black corpses on the ground used their weird shapes and walked awkwardly, getting closer to the black claws, and then gathered under the black claws.
"I can make you the nourishment of the Night Demon, and I think my strength will also be greatly increased~!" Si Kaidi looked at Lin Zihan who was trapped by the giant black claws, with a wanton smile on his lips.
At this time, He Leng was just watching from a distance, watching Lin Zihan being clenched tightly by Si Kaidi's black claws, and watching the black corpses on the ground begin to twist their stiff bodies and dance in strange postures.
Holding the Frost Thorn in his right hand, He Leng looked at Lin Zihan alertly. He Leng did not dare to have any contempt for the person who had once easily annihilated the poison strain and could turn defeat into victory in the face of the suppression of the Holy Gold.
"Use your body to create my soul~!"
The dancing black corpses made strange sounds from their mouths. The black corpses transformed from black energy raised their hands like dry wood and danced excitedly, like savages about to feast.
The sound came into Lin Zihan's ears, and Lin Zihan only felt a wave of chills, as if a group of demons were dancing around, celebrating food, and the food in the black corpse's eyes was Lin Zihan clenched tightly by his black claws.
Struggling with his arms, Lin Zihan tried to open his black claws, but found that the black claws were squeezed tighter. Lin Zihan could not move even the slightest bit, and could only let the demons dance wildly under his feet.
"You can devour his spirit, but I want to take the body back." Seeing Lin Zihan who was trying to struggle being clenched tightly again, He Leng said coldly, and the fingers that held the frost thorn were slightly loosened.
At this time, Lin Zihan just looked at He Leng indifferently, looking at the fifth elder of Shenghui who had relaxed his vigilance.
"My body has been tightened, and he can still turn the world upside down~!" Si Kaidi said confidently, quite satisfied with He Leng's allocation. After all, what Si Kaidi needs is the fear and resentment of people before death. .
But as soon as Si Kedi finished speaking, his confident black claws suddenly shattered and turned into countless dead branches and arms, spreading out in all directions.
His right hand twitched, and Skadi's body staggered back two steps, and his right arm hung down weakly.
The black corpse dancing wildly on the ground suddenly stopped at this moment. Looking at the blood in the air, its dark eyes glowed with greed.
He Leng's whole body couldn't help but tighten, and He Leng's heart that had just fallen was raised again. Looking at Lin Zihan whose whole body was wrapped in streaks of blood, He Leng was a little shocked.
"A few lowly souls, ants crushed at will, are trying to shake the king?" Lin Zihan said, raising the dragon blood sword in his hand, a dazzling blood light on the sword passed through the heavy rain and the night, Through this wilderness.
"Boom~!" The blood light fell on Si Kedi's shoulder, passed through Si Kedi's shoulder, and then bloomed with blood light, like fireworks.
Since ancient times, the law of smoke causing no harm did not apply to Lin Zihan.
The blood mist that dyed the rain red fell, and the bones of Skedi's right shoulder, which was wrapped in black armor, were exposed, and blood flowed down the armor.
Lin Zihan only used one move to make Si Kedi, one of the ten great marshals of the empire, break off his right arm that raised the Night Demon.
"..." Si Kaidi turned his head and looked at his shoulder. Everything happened so fast that before Si Kaidi could fully react, his shoulder was already shattered.
Blood was left behind, and the water on the ground was dyed crimson.
"Ah~!" Si Kaidi looked ferocious, and a wailing sound burst out from his Dantian. The heart-rending sound completely swallowed up the sound of rain and the wildly dancing black corpse.
Seeing that the situation was not good, He Leng did not hesitate at all. He clenched the frost thorn in his right hand, waved the frost thorn in his hand, and then stabbed a line of frost out from the tip of the spear.
A streak of frost froze the rain, and a long sharp thorn condensed in front of He Leng's body and stabbed Lin Zihan.
Lin Zihan, who had swung out his sword, was still holding the Dragon Blood Sword in his hand. The blade was pointed directly at Si Kedi. He frowned slightly and looked at He Leng with some disdain.
"Isn't it too late to take action now?" Lin Zihan said jokingly, and with a sudden wave of his left hand, a stream of blood energy followed, throwing it from behind Lin Zihan towards He Leng, blocking in front of Lin Zihan.
The main attendant of Shenghui, who was originally standing on the ground, was suddenly pulled by a stream of blood energy on his chest, and smashed towards the ice thorn like a meteor hammer being thrown up.
He Leng saw this scene and wanted to stop, but found that it was too late. Frost covered the bodies of the main servants.
Humanoid ice sculptures appeared in front of Lin Zihan. At this time, Lin Zihan just looked at the extending ice spikes. He tapped his left hand lightly, and a streak of blood fell on the ice spikes.
"Boom~!" The frost ice spikes shattered, and the bodies of the main attendants also shattered. The huge ice spikes suddenly turned into pieces, and the bodies of the main attendants also turned into pieces of frozen corpses.
These Shenghui Masters who followed He Leng had already become victims of the fight between Lin Zihan and He Leng before they could take action.
"Lin Zihan~!" He Leng lost his mind, and his long black hair turned into white, as white as ice.
With frost thorns dancing in his hands, He Leng rushed towards Lin Zihan.
Lin Zihan did not dodge this time, but looked at He Leng in front of him, at the somewhat crazy He Leng, and at the He Leng who had begun to lose his mind, with an evil smile on his lips.
"Blood Soul~" Lin Zihan waved his left hand, and streaks of blood rose from the corpses on the ground, and then turned into a bloody barrier in front of Lin Zihan.
"A chess piece should have the consciousness of a chess piece. After all, you are just a chess piece, not a chess player." Lin Zihan said, and with a wave of his left hand, the blood-colored barrier turned into a bloody light and struck directly at He Leng.
Waving the frost thorns with both hands, He Leng tried to avoid the falling blood arrow, but found that his body seemed to be moving forward uncontrollably.
The blood soul controlled by Lin Zihan can use the last spirit of the blood to form a tacit understanding of mutual attraction between the blood arrow and the attacker. The blood will eventually be mixed with the blood.
With cold eyes, Lin Zihan didn't care about the death of those people. After all, what kind of good person could Lin Zihan, who was known as the Night Demon of Death, be?
On a hillside three kilometers away, Chen Ling was lying on the hillside, letting the heavy rain fall on him and watching everything happening at the Black Yao Army station without moving.
Seeing Lin Zihan who was killing so quickly, Chen Ling suddenly felt a little dazed. This was a little different from Lin Zihan when he casually annihilated the division army in the wilderness area. He was more terrifying and more vicious.
"Lin Zihan, you deserve to die~!" He Leng was knocked back by a blood arrow, and then he roared loudly. The curse-laden voice burst out from He Leng's throat.
"Damn~?" Lin Zihan said contemptuously, with a completely disdainful tone. Lin Zihan could easily injure Si Kedi when he sensed the existence of the holy gold. Lin Zihan had even begun to ignore the existence of the holy gold.
As for Lin Zihan, who is not suppressed by the holy gold, and with the power of dragon blood, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat He Leng.
