This is a memorial ceremony for the deceased.
Among the black pillars reaching the sky, a figure slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were completely devoid of human emotion.
His eyes were extremely dark, like a night veil, hiding in his eyes.
At this moment, can we still call him Luo Yi?
I'm afraid no one knows.
Luo Yi stood up slowly, staring down indifferently.
Murong Guxue looked at Luo Yi from a distance with a moved expression.
"Little pot pot..."
Fire Qilin Luolin had long been pushed aside and stood with the timid Mo Li, anxiously looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figures in the sky.
Luo Lin kept releasing Qilin's fire, trying to melt the black pillar, but he couldn't move it at all.
Gradually, the sky-reaching black pillar slowly disappeared, and at the moment when the black pillar disappeared, the Ten Thousand Bones Death Spirit Tower located in the Tyrant Dynasty actually shook a little!
The expression of the mysterious girl-like person on the sixth floor of the tower changed instantly...
Luo Tianchen stood on top of the city and looked at Luo Yi standing in the sky. He squinted his eyes. The aura exuding from Luo Yi's body was so cold that it made people shudder.
Luo Yi's eyes bypassed the one hundred thousand soldiers. Behind the one hundred thousand soldiers, his eyes suddenly paused.
He saw Yan Qiuyi.
Saw Wei Qing.
Further back, he saw Luo Xiao, who kept running towards here, and saw Song Que.
Saw Chu Mengli.
Luo Yi's eyes finally had a slight fluctuation. He finally moved his gaze slightly forward, and finally locked on the woman who was tied to the cross stake, covered in blood, and her original face could hardly be seen.
Luo Yi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
Suddenly, Luo Yi began to tremble all over.
In the distance, Murong Guxue's pretty face turned pale, "Xiao Mo, Xiao Guo Guo he..."
Chen Mo frowned and said in a deep voice: "The evil energy has invaded the body too deeply, but there is always another force in his body that protects his original consciousness from being harmed. This force... is very mysterious and very powerful. , even I can’t see the clue.”
"Now...the two consciousnesses should be fighting with each other."
"mother……"
Luo Yi held his head in his hands and looked pale.
His lips trembled, and his voice was so hoarse that it almost didn't sound like a human being.
However, everyone present still recognized every word he said.
Luo Yi fell from mid-air without warning, and the woman who was tied to the wooden stake and had passed out long ago miraculously opened her eyes as if she heard Luo Yi's voice.
Yan Qiuyi struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was first a scarlet color.
Then, this scarlet gradually turns into dark red, and finally...
It turned into a dark night.
It turned out that Yan Qiuyi's eyes were already empty.
Her eyes were cut out alive.
Two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes. She subconsciously looked somewhere and murmured: "Yi'er..."
"Yi'er... hurry up... leave quickly..."
Luo Yi, who fell to the ground, was still holding his head tightly, his expression became extremely ferocious, he seemed to be enduring severe pain, and his whole body was trembling.
Suddenly, Luo Yi suddenly raised his head.
The obsidian magic eye moved on its own, and his sight passed through the one hundred thousand soldiers without any obstruction, and he saw the bloody scene.
I saw my mother with empty eyes.
I also saw the burly man with his arms bent and both legs missing.
Wei Qing's arms showed a strange arc and were hung on the wooden stakes, while his legs, from the knees down, were empty.
Luo Yi was stunned.
The next moment, his expression became extremely ferocious.
A monstrous killing intent burst out of his body.
This murderous intention almost condensed into substance.
Luo Yi slowly stood up, his expression began to become crazy.
"kill……"
"kill……"
"kill……"
Countless voices sounded in his mind.
These voices are all saying one word.
"kill!"
Luo Yi looked up to the sky and roared, and the killing field spread out on its own.
This time, the killing field spread directly over a kilometer distance.
Within a thousand meters, it seemed like heavy snow had fallen from the sky, but...
This snowflake is black.
Chen Mo's expression was solemn, this was the murderous intention turned into reality.
Luo Yi's killing field turned out to be so terrifying.
The black scales appeared again on Luo Yi's right arm.
This is a sign of dragon transformation, but under the influence of evil spirits, the black scales are covered with dense red lines. These lines are like blood vessels, extremely red, and it seems that blood is really flowing inside.
Scales covered Luo Yi's entire right arm, and then there was a weird evil knife on his right hand.
And in the ghost hand of his left arm, he held An Ling.
The killing sword intent broke out instantly, and behind Luo Yi, a waterfall of sword intent seemed to appear.
Countless red threads are tumbling.
The Yunxiao Wings behind him also unfolded on their own, but at this time, the Yunxiao Wings were already a pair of bone wings.
The bone wings flapped, and Luo Yi slowly rose into the air.
This scene is something that people will never forget.
Before the one hundred thousand soldiers, there was a man in black.
The swords and swords on his hands were crossed, and the bone wings on his back were flapping, and he looked down at the sentient beings on the ground.
Above the sky, black snowflakes fell to the ground.
The crimson sword intent wrapped around him.
Among the 100,000 soldiers, those slightly ahead had pale faces.
They looked at Luo Yi in mid-air, as if a god and demon had come to the world.
Luo Yi's figure suddenly disappeared.
It was almost there and even Chen Mo didn't react for a moment.
When Luo Yi appeared again, he had already arrived in the battle formation.
A young general stared blankly at Luo Yi who appeared in front of him without any warning.
Those dark eyes made him swallow his saliva subconsciously.
A few black snowflakes fell on the general's armor. The next moment, he felt as if the blood in his body was frozen.
Under Luo Yi's gaze, this general aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within three breaths, the general's body withered and he fell to the ground on his back.
After falling, the man's body, along with his armor, turned into pieces.
It was like an ice sculpture suddenly fell to the ground and turned into fragments.
Luo Yi smiled.
At this time, these soldiers finally reacted and rushed towards Luo Yi.
Luo Yi casually struck out with his sword, killing hundreds of soldiers in front of him instantly.
And the death condition was the same as that of the general just now.
There is no whole body in death.
The body, along with the armor, was reduced to fragments and powder.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Hoarse laughter filled the entire sky.
Luo Yi started killing people.
He just moved forward step by step.
With a slight wave of the sword in his hand, hundreds of people would die without any body parts.
And these dead people turned into blood beads, floating in the air.
After a long pause, it will flow into Luo Yi's body.
Luo Yi had a crazy smile on his lips. The more he killed, the more excited he became. He even threw the sword directly, violently pressed down the body of a soldier with both hands, and then...
Tear it in half.
Luo Yi's face was covered with blood. He licked his lips and began to run forward.
I don't see how he will take action, but wherever he passes, everyone will freeze in place, and the next moment, the whole body will explode...
