Hidden God·Dawn

The cold moon is boundless, and the night is dark.

The wind in the forest should be cold and wet, but at this moment it is filled with a dry and scorching atmosphere, passing through the leaves, rustling, passing by the ears, humming lowly, and there is a strange sound faintly, as if In the far distance, a large forest is burning.

Holding the blood-red handle without a knife tightly in his hand, Han Cheng leaped like a vigorous cheetah in the dark dense forest. Behind him, a dark blue blood-stained gown was flying in the air, and Mu Qing followed the young man with agility. The figure shuttled quickly in the dark night.

However, sweat protruded densely from the corner of his forehead, and before it could condense into drops, it was blown dry by the howling night wind. His face was very pale, his expression was weary and tired, he was panting violently, and his strength was already exhausted. But hold on.

Ever since entering Nether Island, Mu Qing has been in the midst of danger and slaughter, but once Hancheng came out of Shenmo Ridge, without saying a word, he was forced to take him on the road like crazy all night without giving a breath Opportunity, as if there is an evil spirit following him.

But having said that, there is indeed a group of guys who are neither human nor ghost behind.

At the west foot of Wangyu Mountain, the lush ancient giant vines are still immersed in a thick emerald green. However, the lush color is black like splashed ink in the dark night, overlapping and filling everything with ink.

In the depths of the darkness, a faint evil spirit is moving rapidly. On the soft ground, the black evil spirit pervades the surrounding fields, rolling past, and the thick layer of rotting leaves undulates violently like the surface of water. It was as if something was speeding through the ground.

The strange thing is that although Hancheng was surrounded by a large amount of evil, he didn't seem to notice it. He just flew forward expressionlessly, without turning his head.

This is a pain for Mu Qing behind him. Although he finally left the weird island from the secret place with Hancheng, before he set off, the little bastard gave the group of guys behind him a death order. If he dared to escape without authorization, he would shoot to kill.

Mu Qing hated it all the time, but under the exhaustion of body and mind, there was a boy who looked like a god and a demon in front of him, and there was a monster with a sinister aura behind him. He didn't dare to make any wrong thoughts at all, so he had to follow obediently.

Hancheng did this, no doubt because Mu Qing knew about the plot, but for some reason, he didn't kill him immediately, but trapped the young man by his side.

Is it because of ulterior motives, or is it hidden in your heart, and you plan to release him after the matter is over?

Mu Qing can't figure it out, and she doesn't bother to guess. As the saying goes, "there is a road when the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge." With his current state and the fact that he can't escape, it's better to wait and see the changes and wait for the opportunity.

Besides... that kid Lu Changfei is still on the island, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. How can he just walk away as a senior brother? Even if he is dead, he has to collect his body, right?

The smell of blood is wrapped in the whistling night wind, rushing in like an undercurrent. Hancheng smells the hotter and hotter air, and two red lights gradually light up in his empty eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps Jumping, his cold and resolute face reflected an indescribably dark and bloody aura, as if he was a demon at the bottom of hell, once he was freed from the thousand-fold bondage, he was about to rush into the long-lost bloody, wide open kill ring.

It was the color of fire, and scorching air waves hovered in the endless sea of ​​flames, distorting and deforming everything in sight.

The advance of the cold city slowed down, and after two more ups and downs, the feet touched the ground lightly, as if a feather fell leisurely in the night, without any surprise.

The raised robes slowly fell down, and the young man turned around slightly, and he was already hidden behind an ancient tree with slightly scorched branches and leaves.

Seeing this, Mu Qing hurriedly stopped and hid among the giant vines in the tall grass. Behind him, the group of monsters also stopped, lurking quietly in the ground.

This is the edge of the pan-encirclement where the remaining power of the Eight Desolation Shadowless Bow spreads, and at a glance, you can only see the seeds of fire everywhere.The tree trunks lined up were burning in the thick smoke, as if arms were reaching out to the sky in pain and despair. However, the billowing smoke and dust were endless, which had already engulfed the clarity between heaven and earth and blinded the eyes of God.

The front was cloudy, the smoke filled the air, choking the heart and lungs, Mu Qing didn't know what happened here, but felt dry and astringent in his eyes, bitter and itchy in his throat.

"Cough...cough cough..." He couldn't help coughing twice, tears welling from the corners of his eyes.

There was no living thing to be seen in the sea of ​​fire. Han Cheng only glanced at it and sat down cross-legged, with his hands in seals and his eyes closed. His consciousness gushed out from the sea of ​​qi and snow mountains like a tidal wave, covering the land tens of miles ahead in an instant. pan enclosure.

In an instant, all the movement in front of him was magnified, and the beeping sound of the embers seemed to be close to his ears. He seemed to see the burned leaves turning into powder in the howling night wind, and the wood burning in the flames. It cracked inch by inch, then fell, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, which slowly drifted away.

The group of monsters behind them began to surge slowly the moment they crossed their knees and closed their eyes in Hancheng. The earth was like the surface of the sea.

The powerful spiritual consciousness is like a huge and sharp net. All noises in this sea of ​​fire, even the flow of air, the tumbling of dust, and even the slightest changes cannot escape the capture of Hancheng's spiritual consciousness.

Thoughts are like invisible tentacles that quickly wrap around everything, covering a large space, searching for familiar breaths.

"Okay! Since you want to die quickly, then I will help you!" Vaguely, a voice came from the depths of the smoke like a gossamer. A sharp silver needle pierces into the consciousness.

Hancheng suddenly opened his eyes, bounced up, and jumped onto the top of the ancient wood. The soles of his boots seemed to land on the branches lightly, but the branches with thick ankles suddenly sank. It disappeared into the thick smoke.

At that moment, Prince Fufeng's pupils constricted suddenly, because he heard a sharp howl suddenly sounded in the wind, it was so sharp and piercing, carrying a bloody murderous aura that almost swallowed everything, like a sharp knife dragging through everyone's heart in an instant.

Prince Fufeng was shocked, however, his hand still did not stop, the thin blade reflected the fiery red color, tearing open the woman's white skin like blood teeth, and continued to penetrate.

The enemy is right under the knife, and at this time, you must not be disturbed by other things. Once you are distracted, the ghost bird and the god phoenix are very likely to escape from your own restraint, and it will not be easy to kill her at that time.

A smear of blood instantly appeared on the neck, like a very thin and sharp red line, extending at a frightening speed that the naked eye could not catch.

However, Prince Fufeng was stunned. His knife could no longer penetrate an inch, because the blood line was not the wound cut by his own knife, but suddenly appeared on the neck of the ghost bird and the god phoenix, as if it was hidden in her body. With a blood blade, centered on the back of the neck, it spread up and down, tearing the gorgeous purple robe, just blocking Zhu Tian!

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of dirty blood spurted out like countless sharp arrows from the longer and thicker strip of blood on the back of the ghost bird and the god phoenix. With the rotten and rotten dead air rushing forward.

The mutation happened so fast and suddenly that Prince Fufeng didn't even realize what happened, but retreated like lightning by instinct.

However, the body of the ghost bird and the god Phoenix seems to be filled with endless dirty blood, and the cold and viscous dirty black is like a huge desert black rose bursting from the body of the ghost bird and the god phoenix. You Ye pushed back a few feet, she took the opportunity to bend her knees slightly, the ground under her feet cracked immediately, a force rushed from her knees to the ground, and then rushed up, stirring up smoke, dust and sparks in the sky, ghosts, birds and phoenixes were like a The phoenix in flames swept up from the ground, and the blood splashed on her back seemed to be red wings, supporting her graceful figure all the way up, and instantly submerged in the billowing smoke.

When hearing the sharp roar, the surrounding black-robed ghosts reacted as quickly as possible, but after the formation of the saber formation, the red light that pierced the sky from a distance just flashed in front of the formation. After dodging, he swung in the air without hesitation, plunged headlong into the thick smoke with a sharp arc, and there was no more sound.

However, the ground under his feet suddenly had waves that were not violent but very obvious, rolling endlessly towards the surrounding fields.

The stinky cold wind came from nowhere, carrying the rotten and pungent dead air. The burning woods had been gradually extinguished, but at this time the fire suddenly intensified, and the flames rose several feet high. dancing strangely.

In an instant, thick, black and sticky blood sprayed out from the ground like the venom from the mouth of a poisonous snake. In the thick smoke and flames in front of it, countless balls of dirty blood soared into the sky. At such a frightening speed, it was wrapped in a sharp and sharp body. The bloody smell made the supposedly soft liquid cut through the air like a knife, tear the fire snake apart, and shatter everything it touched.

"Blood demon?" Prince Fufeng's eyes tightened, his expression changed, there was unspeakable resentment flowing between the cold brows, and he couldn't help gnashing his teeth and muttering: "Damn it! It's been tricked!"

A secret letter came from the subordinates guarding outside Shenmo Ridge at noon: The ghost bird and the phoenix set up an ambush on Wangyu, the Qixing Ghost and Hancheng successfully formed an alliance, and they wanted to take advantage of the situation to create chaos and control the Wangcheng!

The Ghost Niao Shenfeng people have been watching very closely, and the secret decision to raise troops to invade the Western Yasha Kingdom cannot be hidden from her at all. She has already taken action. A group of confidantes are fully prepared, once Prince Fufeng leads a hundred ghosts to leave the city, they will take advantage of the vacancy of the defense to launch chaos and seize power and control the royal city in one fell swoop!

But this is not an easy task. On the surface, the hundred ghosts are almost all the power of Prince Fufeng, but no one can know how many people he still has in the dark. Dare to mobilize all the forces to leave the lair empty and defenseless, so he must have made a perfect plan before leading the ghosts to leave the city!

This also explained why Hancheng was suddenly driven into Shenmo Ridge. Although he had always looked down on that guy, his reason clearly told him that he must be guarded!

There was a dreadful aura about Han Cheng. Ten years of humiliation and abuse did not diminish his vigor, but instead made the young man's eyes more arrogant and sinister. This is a minion sharpened in the dark. Such a beast, as long as the time comes, it will brutally tear those who have hurt it!

When he watched the boy enter the black forest indifferently, he faintly felt that the matter was not that simple, so he sent his most capable subordinates to follow in secretly. news.

The ghost, bird, and phoenix are not afraid of the remaining power in the city, but if the Seven Star Ghost takes the opportunity to make trouble, things will be a little tricky!

However, at that time, Prince Fufeng looked at the letter carefully, thinking about the time and place when he received the secret letter, and always felt that this matter was a bit strange.

He just received the secret letter when he was about to arrive at Wangyu Mountain!Moreover, there was still a trace of strangeness left on the letter paper. He wondered if this letter was specially forged by the enemy to confuse him?

It is rumored that the Tianshui Realm is formed by the demon power of the Seven Star Ghost. In his small world, how many people can peep without being noticed?

This is likely to be a trap. As for the real intention, Prince Fufeng can't guess, but if he turns around at this time, will there be an unexpected crisis lurking on the way home?More importantly, he has not yet hunted flesh and blood, and the village where human beings live is located at the foot of Beishan Mountain. If it continues to delay, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this verse, Prince Fufeng suddenly realized in his heart!It must be that the ghost bird and the god phoenix knew that the demonic nature in her body was difficult to control, so she made such a trick to delay time, and wanted to get rid of herself easily by taking advantage of the hostile energy in her body!Therefore, he decided to carry out this expedition according to the original plan, and he must not fall into the trap!

But now, he suddenly discovered to his horror that his deduction was wrong.