Dead?

Are they all dead?

This rain of blood all over the sky was the achievement of the Demon Emperor. There were no fancy operations, he just relied on his huge power to smash all the envoys that rushed up to him.

But the Demon King seemed to have done nothing, just riding his mount and galloping across the sky.

As for the crushed divine messengers and the rain of blood that filled the sky, he didn't care at all.

Just like a speeding carriage, it never cares how many ants it crushes.

Fear is like a poisonous snake, bit by bit wrapping around Qian Lao's neck, like a cold poisonous snake, bit by bit devouring Qian Lao's nerves.

Death is so close and so clear.

The place occupied by the billowing black smoke is death, and they are killing us at a speed several times faster than ourselves.

Being shrouded in black smoke, death is inevitable. With such a clear dividing line of death, anyone who is not a fool knows what this means.

They were on the run, trying their best to escape.

Life and death have never been so clearly defined. No matter what level of power they are, no matter what kind of glory they have, in the face of absolute power, everything is worth mentioning.

A group of people frantically fought for the entrance to the space passage, completely out of order.

Lying under the crowded crowd were countless fallen corpses. No one was willing to take a step back, no one was willing to apologize and give in.

Seeing that the distance between the black smoke and them was getting closer and closer, it would take at most ten breaths to completely crush them.

Everything around him became dark, and the darkness was fresh, with a slightly pungent smell of blood.

Qianlao swallowed hard, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a faint light in front of them, illuminating the sky.

It was a bright and warm sunshine.

At that moment, tens of thousands of divine envoys stopped fighting and looked back at the gentle radiance, which enveloped the world and warmed all things.

In this halo, Qin Yichen held the unconscious Lin Bai with one hand, his clothes soaked with cuts and blood.

His body slowly rose until he was level with the person in front of him, and then he stopped.

"You hurt my people, I want you... to pay with blood."

The Demon Emperor looked at Qin Yichen calmly and waved his hand to stop his subordinates from trying to risk an attack.

"Stand back, you bunch of ants, you're not even worthy of doing chores for me, are you in a hurry to die?"

The Demon King was hidden deep in a black robe and jumped up.

"Sorry, my chariot is too big. I can't even see the humble ants."

"I am very curious about where this physical body came from after you left the physical body."

As Qin Yichen raised his hand, a group of demons still surrounded him from all sides, trying to wrap up Qin Yichen. Although they were still determined to fight hard at this moment, no one dared to step forward without authorization.

The Demon King's words are often the unchanging truth, and they are not worthy of participating in this battle.

However, Qin Yichen just raised his hand, and a ball of light poured into Lin Bai's body.

The scars and flesh and blood recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After doing all this, Qin Yichen let go of his hand, and Lin Bai's body disappeared without a trace.

Lin Bai, this silly girl, actually snatched her own body back.

When Qin Yichen saw Lin Bai, who was carrying his body on his back and was about to be overtaken by black smoke, but refused to give up, at that moment, he broke his guard.

And Lin Bai's serious injury made him even more angry. This son of a bitch, the Demon King, deserves to die!

Opening his hand, five sword blades came out quietly, slashing in all directions in an instant. The moves were so fast that these demon generals had no time to make any defense, and their heads were already separated from their bodies.

After one move, the five sword blades circled around him, and Qin Yichen stared at the Demon Emperor in front of him.

Sure enough, it was an act of the demon clan. Seeing his men die suddenly, without any emotion in his expression, the Demon King stretched out his hand and gently touched his palm.

"It seems that you have put a lot of thought into this body of yours, and the problem that the rules of this world are different from your own has been solved. Should I congratulate you, or should I bless you?"

Before Qin Yichen could attack again, the next moment, the black mist pressed down on Qin Yichen, and thousands of sharp swords suddenly shot out of the black smoke, piercing Qin Yichen's divine body.

The black smoke that followed directly smashed Qin Yichen to the ground.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, the ground cracked, and the stagnant water that had accumulated for a long time attacked Qin Yichen's body with a rotting stench.

Ahem.

After coughing with difficulty, Qin Yichen's divine body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the black smoke where the Demon Emperor was hiding, there were only two tiny red dots, staring at the scene below.

"The recovery ability is pretty good, but I don't know if I can withstand this move of mine!"

Black smoke suddenly fell heavily from the sky, and the whole world fell into darkness. Immediately, there was a terrifying wave of air, which directly made these divine envoys unable to stand, and they were like a leaf flying in all directions.

Just looking at it from a distance, almost a thousand meters away, the heavy muffled sound made people's internal organs hurt, and there was a surge in the body.

Bang!

After another muffled sound, the ground finally could not withstand such an attack. There was a crisp sound and dense cracks spread for tens of thousands of miles!

Qian Lao finally managed to stabilize his body, but he had already given up his foolish obsession with living.

A confrontation of this level is still so intense at such a long distance, and risking to get close to the space channel is tantamount to death.

The only way to survive is to form a formation and wait for Qin Yichen to defeat such a powerful enemy.

After taking a look at the divine envoy vaguely seen in the surrounding darkness, Qian Lao ordered.

"Everyone form a formation, don't panic, life is only one death."

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something strange. The divine envoy closest to Qian Lao suddenly bent backward strangely, and from his mouth, a pair of slender arms stretched out with fishy mucus.

, and the disgusting smell unique to the demons.

Qianlao suddenly felt a surge in his body, and when he looked down, he saw that countless sharp thorns had grown out of his arms.

"when……"

No one can answer Qian Lao's question, and no one cares about the creatures under this black smoke.

There are only unscrupulous insect eggs wandering around, looking for prey that can nourish themselves.

Everything in the whole world seemed to have fallen into deathly silence.

The Demon King's disdainful sneer echoed throughout the world.

"Even if you have a divine body, even if you can master the rules of the world, so what? In front of me, the Demon Emperor, you are just an ant with slightly greater strength."

The light seemed to disappear in this world, leaving only an endless darkness, and the whispers of the angels before their death could still be vaguely heard.
Chapter completed!