The Spirit World

Chapter 1024 Shadow Pendant (Fifty-Six)
The wind is rustling.

The rain seemed a little stingy, like a frustrated wild dog that had lost its claws.

The broken limbs and arms of the monster were pieced together, and its bright red head was wriggling, looking down at Chang Yufeng and the evil sheep on his shoulder.

It is no exaggeration to say that the 颲沢 is like a weird sculpture of over a hundred meters in height, twisting and separating "man" from "flesh and blood", and destroying the dignity of those who kill it.

"My methods are indeed not very clever, but since ancient times, how many people's methods can be called clever? Hahahaha, three thousand years ago, we just used a trick of sowing discord to make you kill each other~"

Yingyao laughed, and the broken bodies and rotten flesh trembled, emitting thick black blood and muddy smoke.

He was very proud because he saw that the ferocious sheep also had a gloomy face. This time, the expression he said made him even more complacent. The smug face was like a thousand maggots crawling.

"Hahaha! A scheme to sow discord..."

Xun Huangying had a gloomy face and grabbed Chang Yufeng's neck skin hard. Chang Yufeng's neck suddenly turned red. Chang Yufeng knew that Xun Huangying's defense was broken by Ying Yao's words.

In Chang Yufeng's eyes, Xun Huangying was always laughing and joking, and no matter how his emotions fluctuated, he was definitely not the kind of person who could be angered by just a single word.

But Yingyao did it.

This shows how much Xunhuangying cares.

Xun Huangying raised his head, like a god of death, with a frown and a stern look, without any other emotions. If it were in the past, the earth would have shaken and the sky and the earth would have changed color.

However, the wind and rain no longer belonged to him. Only Yingyue was surprised for a second as if he was afraid, and was seen by Changyufeng.

"What a great idea! A plan to sow discord!"

Xun Huangying's expression relaxed a lot, not knowing whether he agreed with what Ying Yao said or was mocking himself for having been tricked.

"You guys always act according to the so-called rules. Even I find it a little disgusting." Xun Huangying blew up the wool bangs in front of him and patted Chang Yufeng's neck hard: "Sheep! Kill him! We came here, and it will be worthwhile if we kill him."

Chang Yufeng grabbed Artes. He knew something about Xun Huangying and the so-called "depressing things" three thousand years ago, but that was ultimately a matter between Xun Huangying and "others", so he couldn't say much.

Xun Huangying had never mentioned it, so his groundless "understanding" could only be regarded as a blind guess. How could he make such a random assumption?
However, the appearance of the tyrant is closely related to the mess in Salahma. If the tyrant lives on rotten blood and flesh, then Salahma is now his paradise.

[God's Messenger] [颲梼] feeds on rotten blood and takes shape with rotten flesh. The raised mountains of flesh and blood are a cruel shield formed by him. Chang Yufeng has felt uncomfortable since the moment he appeared.

This is a pure monster. It is really disgusting to call him a messenger of God.

"Ah~ King Tianyu of Kindness, why are you so stubborn and standing on the side of humans? You and my master have already agreed that you will never care about human affairs again~ Have you forgotten?"

The soft and melodious music made Chang Yufeng quite dazed.

However, he never remembered that he had made any agreement with the master of the 颲梲.

This Yin Yao seemed to have noticed that Chang Yufeng was unmoved, and a hideous face slowly emerged on the huge "blood clot" sculpture.

"Ah~ I forgot that you, with your incomplete memory, may not understand anything."

“It’s really… pitiful!”

Then his hideous face slowly climbed down on the "blood clot", like a giant flea jumping among a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which was creepy and terrifying.

“Hahaha, how pitiful you are~ Just like a puppet at the mercy of others, no, even more pitiful than a puppet~” The horrible flea jumped straight in front of Chang Yufeng. Every word that came out of its distorted face was particularly hateful. It shook its head and sighed clearly: “It was like this three thousand years ago, and it will be like this three thousand years later~ Don’t you have any~ awareness that you have become smarter? Haha——”

"Give it to me! Shut up!"

One punch! Go through!

In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the entire body of the giant flea was smashed horizontally by the white wool fist, and the laughter of the evil spirit came to an abrupt end.

But before the real body of the Ting Yao appeared, the flea's body wrapped around Xun Huangying's arm and turned into pus and blood in an instant, generating black smoke of twisted worms.

"Hahaha, let me give you a quick death! Fake! Shell!"

The face of Yan Yao suddenly appeared on the "blood clot" again. Suddenly, there was a gust of cold wind. Countless limbs moved, one after another, piecing together into a more sturdy torso. The "blood clot" quickly became shorter and bigger. Yan Yao also had more or less "human" characteristics.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood condensed into the shield of the tyrant. It is hard to see such a weird and scary scene in the world.

This was formed almost in an instant, without giving Chang Yufeng much time to react. The rotten blood and rotten flesh became the flesh and blood on his chest in the past, the corroded bones and broken hair became the bones of his arms in the past, and the unbridled and ferocious pupils turned into the turbid eyes in the past. At this moment, it was like a huge mountain rock standing on the land of Salahma, with a surging river of worms flowing out from the cracks in its bones and hair.

"Die—Old God!"

A deafening roar emanated from his huge body. Chang Yufeng had to step back as he transformed and condensed, and he didn't even have time to show a surprised expression to this terrifying "messenger of God".

He jumped on the high wall, and the huge glowing crystal seemed to finally come in handy. It emitted a scorching light in front of the huge 鲅殺, spreading the shadow and melting the light.

Yin Yao was greedily using the energy of the luminous crystal. The luminous crystal that responded to Yin Yao was bursting with light that ordinary people had never seen before.

Who knew that this glowing crystal could be used in this way?

"What should we do?! Find the shadow of the wilderness!"

Chang Yufeng turned around suddenly and jumped onto the city wall, but the huge city wall was nothing more than a toy of Ting Tao, only reaching Ting Tao's calves. Those huge eyeballs on Ting Tao's calves, focusing on the horrible and hideous flesh and blood, made it look even more weird and frightening!

hateful!

"It would be great if the Nine Revolutions Spiritual Pearl Sword was here!"

Xun Huangying was also gritting his teeth.

Nine-turn Spirit Pearl Sword, it had been a long time since he had heard of this term.

"Why are you still thinking of an impossible solution now?!"

Chang Yufeng opened the second level of the Heavenly Demon, roared angrily, and slammed down with his blood-bone blade. The wandering ghosts who died at the hands of the evil spirits would never have the chance to touch their own flesh and blood again, but at this moment their cries of grievance, along with their flesh and blood covered with worms, resounded throughout the sky of Sarahma.

"This is just a trifle!" Xun Huangying was on Chang Yufeng's shoulder, looking back angrily. He suddenly saw the familiar face.

Ten thousand feet high, Pangnapo, Freya is opening her bloody mouth, surrounded by flying blood worms!

Roar!

Ah? There is still half of the shadow pendant...

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(End of this chapter)