Warlord of Chaos

Chapter VII, when the destruction is going on

Katherine and Adolf also saw Han Jin, who stood in the air, and could not help but reveal a pleasant look. The speed of the forward rush was faster.

At this time, the mist that filled the place suddenly violently tumbling. In Han Jin’s eyes, Catherine and Adolf’s figure became more and more blurred, as if it was blocked by this thick fog, which is simply impossible. thing. It is necessary to know that even if Han Jin’s eyes are closed, he can clearly perceive the scenery around him. This is a supernatural power that has not yet been fully cultivated to Dacheng.

Han Jin immediately realized that this is not an ordinary fog. Even the thick fog that does not reach the fingers can not isolate the perception of Shentong. What makes Han Jin wary is that the infinite immortality contained in the fog makes Han Jin faintly The feeling of deja vu.

However, Catherine and Adolf did not have these concerns of Hanjin. They only thought that these fogs hindered their attention and still rushed to the position of Hanjin. When the fog completely engulfed Hanjin, Catherine and Adolf finally rushed into the fog, but they were surprised to find that there was no one there, as if Hanjin had never appeared.

In another gray world, Han Jin was wrapped in a mist of fog, still quietly hovering there, and even the posture has not changed. Han Jin has closed his eyes and tried to perceive everything around him, but in addition to strong Nothing was found beyond the extreme death scent.

This situation did not last long, and the mist wrapped in Hanjin suddenly faded to the top, revealing a thick lead cloud and a seemingly endless bone on the ground.

The invisible wind swayed over the plain of the white bones, gently coming in and out of each of the sacral spaces, emitting a sound similar to a whimper, like a low beak of a beast.

The wind is getting more and more fierce. Correspondingly, the sobs are changed from sputum to high whistling. Han Jin can feel the slight tingling from the eardrum, but today’s Hanjin will not Put this means in your eyes. If it is an ordinary magician here, I am afraid that it has long been spurred by this sound wave full of spiritual impact.

It turned out to be a deserted place. Han Jin couldn't help but feel a little regret. I knew that it would be nice to bring Harley. Even though the guy can't do anything else, throwing it into such a place can definitely be considered a fish.

I don't know who the owner is here? Han Jin frowned, and the guy in Denver didn't dare to show up in Ash Valley. Why did he have to start when he returned to the ground?

Han Jin thought that his figure was still stuck in the air, and he did not make a slight movement. Since he could not perceive the position of the enemy, he simply did not look for it. He was ready to wait a few minutes.

For a moment, the guy hidden in the dark can't hold back one step at a time. His mission is not only to trap Han Jin here, but naturally he can't do nothing like Han Jin.

The bones of the bones began to roll like a boiling lake, and a long whip made up of various creatures' sacral bones rose up and went straight to Hanjin.

At the same time as the bone whip appeared, Han Jin also moved, and the heavenly road in the hand was welcoming the tip of the bone whip. When the thick bone whip hits the heavens, it is like a rock after the wind, and it is so weak that it is vulnerable. With the forward movement of Han Jin's body shape, a section of the piece is broken.

Just in the blink of an eye, the bone whip nearly 30 meters long was smashed by Han Jin, and Han Jin’s knife was not stopped. The heavy bombardment was on the ground. With the deafening loud noise, the whole white bone plain began to oscillate. Up, with Hanjin as the center, a huge circle of cockroaches spread out around, and countless white bones flew straight into the air under a huge impact. Hanjin’s knife seemed to be invested in this ocean composed of white bones. A blockbuster, set off a wave of stormy waves.

The enemies in the dark are obviously not willing to end up with such a result. One long and one long bone whip appears one after another. From the direction of the Han Dynasty, Hanjin is coming in, and with the wave of white bones that are constantly rising from the sky, it is like a A magnificent picture.

Han Jin stood at the center of the storm, and all the bone whip could not get close to him within five meters of the body. A bone whip was broken, and more bone whip would soon appear to fill the gap, so that later Han Jin’s figure can’t be seen. I can only see the numerous white bones huddled into a huge sphere with a radius of tens of meters, which makes Han Jin’s airtight.

"Open!" Han Jin’s clear voice rang through the plains of the white bones. The purple awns of the roads appeared as if they had penetrated the sunlight of the clouds, piercing the heavy bones, and with the appearance of purple awns, the pieces Broken bones seem to have lost their lives. They have fallen to the ground and have become a ring-shaped white bone wall in Hanjin.

Han Jin stood in the spotlight, and there was a scornful smile on his lips. "It is not easy for you to collect these bones, or don't waste it."

Han Jin’s voice doesn’t sound loud, but it always echoes above the plain of the bones, and the invisible sound waves roll in all directions.

In fact, this abandoned land is somewhat similar to Hanjin's meson space, but the gap between the realm is very different. The yin and yang alternate, the five elements flow, which constitutes the world, and the abandoned land only has a strong dead air. Single, so not only limited power, but also limited in the future, Han Jin, who is only one step away from the golden body, did not put the threat of abandoned land in his eyes.

In the depths of the distant abandoned land, a thin figure in a cloak stood on the high altar, as if angered by Han Jin’s words, the thin figure violently lifted his hands to the sky, whispering in his mouth. An ambiguous spell.

It seems that I noticed the anger of the owner, and the whole abandoned land began to boil. The rushing white bones waved up and down, and Han Jin’s lonely figure seemed to be a small boat in the wind and rain. The storm is now hidden, as if it will sink in the next moment.

The thick lead cloud in the air has also risen several times, and the distance between the ground and the ground is closer. It has almost become a unity with the huge waves that rise from the sky.

In such a critical situation, Han Jin suddenly smiled. "I finally found you."

As soon as the voice fell, Han Jin’s figure turned into a purple Changhong electric shot. Behind him, countless white bones roared and screamed, forming a huge tornado, roaring and chasing.

The thin figure on the altar apparently found Han Jin’s anomaly. The hands that were straight to the sky seemed to have shivered slightly because of the excessive force. Where did Han Jin’s figure appear, the ground there would violently set off the violent The white bones are huge, but Han Jin’s speed is so fast that he can’t successfully attack Hanjin.

In the perception, Han Jin firmly locked the figure on the far altar, and did not control the amazing degree of the white bone wave behind him. He just flew forward like a meteor, staying in the air. There is a long purple trail.

As time went by, the distance between Han Jin and the altar was getting closer and closer, and the thin figure of the thin figure was more and more violent, so that the long-term release of large-scale magic, even if abandoned, can supplement his loss. The magic, but the loss of physical strength is what he can't bear.

When the tall altar and the thin figure appeared in Hanjin’s field of vision, the arms of the figure had already trembled to the point where they were almost paralyzed. The two groups of red awns that jumped in the hollow eyes were inevitably showing despair. Breath.

As the first of the twelve disciples, he does not know how many lives he buried in this abandoned land. The cautious character makes him always hide himself in the farthest part of this space. No enemy can detect him. The existence, like Mante's practice of revealing his body shape and arrogance in front of the enemy, is that he has always been scornful. He never thinks how much pleasure he can bring to himself before the enemy's temporary humiliation.

The physical demise is far more direct and more painful than the mental blow, and Cayena has been doing this. The facts also prove that he is correct. As a disciple who follows Denver, only he always stands, and other disciples will always have new faces in the long years.

However, he was so careful that he would have been traced by Han Jin. How could Cayena think about it? How Han Jin discovered him. Kayena certainly won't know how wide the scope of Hanjin's magical power is. If Cayena only uses those bone whip to attack Hanjin, then although it can't harm Hanjin, under the protection of abandoned land, Han It is also difficult to find the location of Cayena.

However, Kaye was a little eager to seek. His desire to kill Hanjin was so strong that when he launched the entire Bone Plain to attack Hanjin, Han Jin finally captured the slightest undetectable magical fluctuations from that moment. At the beginning, it was doomed to the fate of Kaye.

Cayena finally gave up the useless attack. As his hands hang down, the white bone wave that was still madly raging suddenly calmed down. The lead-gray clouds also left the ground and still floated above the high sky.

“How? Give up resistance?” Han Jin had some accidents and stopped his body in the air dozens of meters away from Cayena. “Is Denver’s disciples only these simple means? It really disappoints me.”

The red mansions in Cayena’s eyes flashed sharply, as if the heart was undergoing a fierce struggle. “How did you find me?”

While Cayena was talking, the altar behind him slid open a gap, and the black air was spreading outwards, and the cracks continued to stretch, but these small changes were Cayena was covered with the body.

"I want to know?" Han Jin said with a smile, but there was a little weirdness in the smile.

Cayena did not analyze the meaning of Han Jin’s smile. For him, the longer he was dragged, the better. Han Jin’s question was simply in the middle of his heart, but at the moment when Cayena’s head was just over, he saw A purple brilliance suddenly burst into the air, and the unparalleled speed seemed to be faster than his line of sight. When he saw the knife light bloom, the wave had crossed the distance of tens of meters and hit him.

Kayena couldn't help but avoid it. He only released a bone shield, but the bone shield was not formed yet, and it was smashed by the sharp knife. Caye had a lot of bones splashing on his chest. The shape is even more than seven or eighty meters away. Lying in the bones, Kaye’s face still has the expression of horror to the extreme. When everyone talks well, how can they suddenly start? !

“Let's delay the time?” Han Jin looked at Cayena, who fell to the ground. He smiled without sarcasm. “This trick is almost ruined by me.”

With the help of supernatural powers, Han Jin can easily detect the weirdness on the altar and naturally will not be deceived by Kayena. The life form of the lich is really strange. The bones between Cayenne's chest and abdomen are almost all broken, but they can still speak, but the sound sounds abnormally weak.

"Already...it is late." Kayena's upper and lower jaws collided hard and made a series of ambiguous, intermittent syllables. "Destruction... has begun... you can't escape."

At this time, the crack has already traversed the small half of the altar, and the black gas spurted more and more intense. The lead-colored clouds on the scorpio gradually became dim, and the white bone plain that had just calmed down began to tremble at this moment. The crack appeared on the ground.

"Is it? I don't think so." Han Jin smiled lightly, his long knife swayed out, and a golden light flashed behind him, banging... The altar was cut into two in the loud noise. Half, the tabletop, which is about one-third of the entire altar, suddenly rises up, and you can see that there are countless thick black gas swirling around it on the section cut by Hanjin.

Kayena couldn't do anything. He could only watch it happen. He hated Han Jin to the extreme. As long as he could delay a little time and wait until the cracks spread all over the altar, the abandoned land would begin to collapse completely, even if Han Progress is a semi-god-level powerhouse. At the moment of space collapse, it is hard to escape.

Cayena is not afraid of death. There is only one person he really fears, Denver. Even if Han Jin is killed at the cost of space collapse, then as long as Denver is willing, after finding the scattered imprint of life in Cayena, Kayena can be recovered, although Denver will pay a lot for it. Kayena believes that Denver will not be too embarrassed if he succeeds in killing Han Jin.

Contrary to this, if Cayena did not complete the mission that Denver had given him, then his end would be even more tragic, from the physical to the spiritual demise, and even the end would make Cayena even think about it. He was shuddering, so he did not hesitate to launch the secret law and tried to collapse the abandoned land.

However, all of this was turned into a bubble under the knives of Han Jin. After hitting the altar of Scorpio and hitting the clouds, an earth-shattering explosion occurred. The thick clouds continued to surge under the huge impact. The general explosion echoed in every corner of the abandoned land. But all this is here, but after a while the clouds are back to normal, and only a few hundred deep gaps in the plain of the bones prove the efforts of Cayena.

"Look, I am right." Han Jin smiled and took the knife and slowly walked towards Kayena. Denver would not only set a trap for his Hanjin. The situation of Anqi Aier should be very dangerous. Where is Denver showing up? The answer is self-evident.

At the other end of the continent, the exit of another Hell's Gate, just experienced the slight dizziness of the space conversion, An Qi Aier, also fell into a gray world.

Unlike Hanjin, in the world where Anqi Aier is located, the clouds are not the kind of lead color that is heavy to the degree of depression, but a dead gray, and the foot of Anqi Aier is also the endless plain of bones. But on every bone, there is a brilliance of life like a life.

Anqi Aier, who has never entered the abandoned land, naturally cannot compare. If he is replaced by Hanjin, he may soon find out the difference. If the abandoned land owned by Mante and Cayena is like a space filled with a strong atmosphere of death, then the world where Anqi Aier is located seems to be more unclear and unclear. The things that make this world come alive.

An Qi Ai chose the same way as Han Jin, standing quietly in the air, there is no extra movement, the enemy will appear sooner or later, but before this, it is the only correct Method.

After a while, the ground of the bones under Anqi Ai suddenly began to squirm, just a few moments of time, a skeleton of tens of meters tall, composed of countless biological bones, stood in front of Anqi Aier.

"Wait for a long time, An Qi Aier." The braided object could still make a sound.

However, this kind of thing is really no fuss for An Qi Aier who has experienced the strange scene in Han Jin's meson space.

"You are..." An Qi Ai turned his head and came up with an answer, "Denver?"

He gave a harsh smile, "You are very smart."

"So, who is going to deal with Rafael?" An Qi Ai seems to be surprised by the appearance of Denver, faintly asked.

"It seems that you don't need to worry about it." He paused for a while before he said.

"You are even more curious when you say this. Why didn't you go to Rafael?" Anqi Aier said with a smile, "Don't you dare?"

This time, I’m silent for a longer time. After a while, I will continue to say, “That’s my problem, you still worry about yourself.”

"I have something to worry about." An Qi Aier's smile is more prosperous.

Although An Qi Ai seems to care less, it has already increased his vigilance. Among all the strong, the most mysterious is this Denver. No one has ever seen him, and he has no way to judge his strength. But An Qi Aier can be sure that even the people who are not commanded by Donald are ready to go.

For some super-order creatures, strength is proportional to age. For example, the dragons, it is hard to imagine that the young dragons who have just been born for hundreds of years can compete with Anqi Aier for many years. For the same reason, the great Lich Denver, which has been experienced for many years, is impossible. It's just a general generation.