Twilight Boundary

"Damn it, did you really kill the ancestor of the Meng family?"

"Our Hu family's evil-killing mace is really easy to use. It's even better than expected..."

At this moment, everything was quiet, but the hardest thing to describe was Hu Ma's mood after he made this move.

Previously, Tiger King said that the Meng family wanted to build the Yin Temple, but he was afraid of the Hu family. To be precise, he was afraid of Khotan Zhen Chong Mansion. At that time, Hu Ma knew that Zhen Chong Mansion could theoretically stop the ancestors of the Meng family.

Otherwise, although that thing is extremely evil and filthy, it is also extremely terrifying. No one in this world should be able to stop the Meng family from building the Yin Temple.

But I understood it in my heart. I knocked it with my own hands this time and saw that arrogant monster with my own eyes. After being hit by this sap, it looked surprised and the fierce flames were greatly reduced. I was still extremely emotional. I can only say... …

...it feels good!

It was much better than when I knocked on Guanzhou Fujun. After all, when I knocked on him at that time, the opponent collapsed immediately. It was so unreasonable that I felt like I had lost all my strength.

"call……"

After he finished striking the mace, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Unable to restrain himself, he lowered his head and looked into the depths of the City of Death. The afterglow of the golden mace was still on the endless remains below and had not completely faded away. , Hu Mabiao also saw many pairs of eyes.

Up and down, life and death, looking at each other, once gave Hu Ma a little trance, and an extremely familiar feeling.

It was my first time to come to the City of Fusi, why did it seem like I had already seen it before?

"..."

"..."

"Have you seen enough?"

Just as countless people or ghosts in the city of Fusui were frightened by the majesty of this weapon, Senior Longjing looked like he was going into battle lightly on the altar.

He looked at the ancestor of the Meng family who had received a blow, all his endless tentacles collapsed, and completely withdrew from his natal temple, with a smile on his face: "This is what you will always envy, but you will never get it." The secret to arrive!”

Now that the ancestor of the Meng family has received this trick, it is even less possible for him to swallow up the natal temple, and he has some spare strength.

That kid didn't lie to himself. He still had a chance to shoot an arrow.

So I was in a good mood, so I sorted out the clothes I was wearing.

Although the robe was torn everywhere and the blood was no longer bright due to the backlash of the nightmare spell, he still worked hard to tidy up the robe and dusted off some dust.

Only then did he turn around and face the scarecrow, raise his two sleeves high and bow down gently.

"Even if the mystery of Homecoming remains unresolved, I still want you to show your face..."

Amidst the shouts, he bowed for the seventh time, and immediately stood up, his eyes full of fierce provocation.

Casting a nightmare spell involves three points of hurting others and seven points of protecting oneself. Any small nightmare spell may bring backlash to oneself, not to mention Mr. Long Jing, who shot six arrows in a row in a short period of time. Every arrow carries earth-shattering cause and effect?

He used these six arrows to change the fate of the world. Likewise, the backlash was unprecedentedly terrifying.

At the sixth arrow, he had already borrowed the power of the ancestors of the Meng family.

And this seventh arrow clearly took advantage of this backlash and pointed directly at the top of the God Advent Stage.

"Uh-huh!"

Pride and unwillingness, resentment and unrulyness, soul and mind, sixty years of cause and effect, injustice, and entanglement, all turned into the seventh arrow at this moment. Suddenly, it flew up from the altar, heading straight towards the sky where it was about to disappear. Shoot out of the hole.

That was the hole that was pressed out when the ancestors of the Meng family appeared. After being hit, it was already shrinking and the hole was shrinking.

It seemed a little unwilling, and then it saw Mr. Longjing's arrow, its empty eyes trembled slightly, and it seemed that a little fear suddenly emerged.

However, this arrow was not directed at it, but at something behind it.

The next moment, the arrow disappeared along with the hole.

In the void of the underworld, there seemed to be no movement, but at the next moment, there was a sudden surge of wind and clouds.

The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the endless void seemed to have become translucent at this moment, whether it was the flax and countless ghosts in the underworld, or the various strange people and magic in the upper world.

Whether it was the nobles in the high hall or the common people working in the fields, the Caotou King who was blessed with luck, or the wild spirits cultivating in the mountains, they all saw a twisted figure behind the void at this time.

I saw it trembling when it was hit by an arrow, and I also felt its distant, but still clear and heavy anger.

At this moment, under the sky, the indescribably huge and bloated blood-eating minerals, or Taisui flesh and blood, that grow day and night in the mountains, rivers and wilderness, all over the famous mountains and swamps, suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something. Trembling suddenly.

Because Tai Sui was too big and too big, the trembling movement was not large, but it made the whole world suddenly startled, as if it was suddenly awakened in a deep sleep.

"These evil spirits are so bold..."

To the north, at the ruins of the imperial capital of Shangjing, the tomb-keepers hurriedly threw themselves to the ground, stretched out their hands in fear, and carefully protected the incense burner in front of the ten ancestral temples, as well as the oil lamp on the small table in front of the incense burner.

His face was twisted and angry, and his palms were trembling, but he didn't dare to breathe at all, as if he was afraid of blowing out the oil lamp, and he seemed to be worried about disturbing something.

It's like a group of people walking beside a sleeping beast. If someone disturbs the beast, the others will also slow down their steps for fear of being affected.

"Noble man Zhang, Tongyin Meng..."

Also in a small courtyard built in the shade of a mountain that never sees the sun all year round, there is an old woman with withered and gray hair, who is carefully looking at a roll of bamboo in front of her, her voice is also soft, as if I was afraid of disturbing something, but my tone was a little angry:

"Why do you have such a big appetite? Why can't you wait at all?"

"Our Wuchang Li family is all for the overall good. Even if the boy from the Hu family bumps into him, he would rather close the door than go out to cause trouble. But the Zhang family and the Meng family have to have trouble?"

"..."

"Eminem, the name that ranks number one on the list of sins has disappeared..."

Someone knocked on the door gently and walked in with a complicated expression on his face: "This seems to be a good thing for us?"

"The first one disappeared."

The old nanny said coldly: "But look down, how many newcomers are rushing to climb up!"

As he spoke, there was even a hint of dissatisfaction in his accent: "You say you want to completely eradicate these evil spirits, but how could you know that you are not being too aggressive and awakening their ferocious nature?"

"What on earth did you do? Make such a big noise?"

In Mingzhou, Miss Red Wine slipped into the courtyard and looked at the phantom in the sky with shock on her face.

On the Wuming Mountain, Senior Brother Bushi Niu has climbed to the top of the mountain. The three sect leaders around him may have broken an arm or have a gray face. However, the noble Zhang family’s four major officials have all helped the injured or disabled people around him. Down the mountain in despair.

This senior brother personally wielded a knife and cut off the stream that gurgled down the mountain with an unknown source, listening to the sound of luck flowing.

He turned around, even though countless people had told him not to kneel, he still held the knife and bowed to the sky: "The evil dragon has been killed, and the fate of fate has been returned to the people of the world. With this, I send this to Master Longjing!"

In the Gunzhou Blood Food Mine, Houerjiu was riding on a donkey, escorting his blood food, towards the remote mountain Gu refining place, or laboratory. His face, which had always been desolate, also appeared at this movement. For a moment, he suddenly raised his head, showing slight surprise.

Immediately afterwards, there was a kind of frightening excitement and enthusiasm: "This is..."

"...This is what we should be capable of!"

"..."

At the same time in Mingzhou, in Laoyin Mountain, there was a figure in Tsing Yi sitting silently on a hillside, holding random wild flowers in his hand.

When this arrow appeared, the wild flowers in her hand seemed to be blown by the wind in the mountains. They swayed away one by one. Only a single flower was left in her hand, lonely and slowly drifting in the wind. Nodding.

"I'm the only one left..."

"..."

After she was silent for a long time, she got up and walked towards the depths of Laoyin Mountain. The strangeness in the sky had disappeared, but she didn't know whether it was the same above Laoyin Mountain or all day long. Dark clouds came out of nowhere, and there were still misty clouds at first. Rain falls.

The rain was actually red, as if it was some kind of supreme being that shed blood.

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The whole world was silent for a long time because of this arrow. Some people saw something very mysterious in this arrow, while others just felt a little dazed and forgot about it.

But that inexplicable feeling lingers in people's hearts for a long time.

However, at this time, at the edge of the City of Wasted Death, Zhao Sanyi and Chen Abao even felt reluctant to leave. Apart from Hu Ma and others, they were the only ones who were lucky enough to be not so far away from the God Advent Platform and felt the arrow. people.

He is also the one who feels the impact of this arrow most clearly. At this moment, he even forgot to stay away. He was just obsessed with it and didn't know why.

I always feel like there is something strange in my heart, but I can't figure it out for the moment.

"Hey, big brother, little sister..."

And when they were in this complicated feeling and couldn't escape for a long time, a voice called them back.

In front of me in the mist of the underworld, there is a girl with oiled hair and combed hair, dressed like a rich lady, but she looks a little embarrassed, with a pretty face, sitting cross-legged in a large wooden basin, struggling rowed towards here.

He was looking curiously in the direction of the City of Wasted Death when he saw these two people on the edge of the City of Wasted Death. He stood up and asked enthusiastically: "What happened here?"

"Why does it sound so lively?"