Dark Civilization

Dead soul deep. / Very literature /

In the dark wilderness, piles of corpse-like dark rocks are swaying in the silhouette-like grass, like a reef standing on the edge of the raging waves. At this moment, in a recessed rock pile, the light of a flame was shining from the firewood, and the warm light on Ye Chen and Mick and others by the fire was also reflected in the dark pupils, as if burning out Two blazing flames.

Ye Chen's heart was indeed burning at this moment.

Mick said that he would teach him the twelve energy secrets of his life! These twelve strands of energy contain the supreme energy law. The most wonderful thing is that the twelve strands of energy have a strange induction with each other and can be matched with each other, so that the energy in the body is filtered in the twelve strands of energy. , Become more refined and more powerful!

Despite knowing Mick's purpose, Ye Chen still felt a little boiling. He quietly listened to Mick speaking out the twelve energy sensations, secretly remembered in his heart, and then asked the puzzled place. Mick explained to him with a smile and was very patient.

The two asked and answered here, like a teacher like a friend, the small scale next to her could see her eyelids drowsy and drowsy. The structure of the living tissue in her body was different. The true essence of these twelve energies, Mick It all came directly into Ye Chen's mind, so what she heard was just a word. If she cultivated by herself, she would only be bitten by the secret prince and go into the fire, so she simply did n’t listen and simply coiled around. Beside the fire, let the warm yellow fire shine on her cyan fine scales, and the sharp scales were delicately carved out in pieces, reflecting a faint light.

"This is the power of ice and snow." Mick looked at Ye Chen with a smile, his palm was gripped in the void, and the temperature around it quickly became cold. The air was showing signs of condensation, and the light from the fire beside him was gradually freezing. His palm At one point, a small enchantment was propped up beside the fire, and then continued to demonstrate, "Ice and snow can freeze everything in the world. No matter whether it is an object or a life, it can be frozen! And the true power of snow and ice lies in the ability to freeze emotions and freeze time. Stop time, freeze the river, freeze the sea into a glacier ... "

Ye Chen listened carefully and earnestly.

Above Mick's head, a beautiful scroll-like ghost image opens, and there is a demonstration process of mountains and rivers. With Mick's words, the sea in the painting quickly condenses into endless ice.

"So it is." Ye Chen secretly remembered.

Shenshan, the bottom.

"Uh-"

It sounded like the sound of snow and ice, and the sound of the water. On the dark corridor, a demon-like figure stood without any light, like a dark shadow. I could only see him densely Under his eyebrows is a pair of red eye pupils with cruelty and bloodthirsty. They are not like human eyes at all. ^ / Very literature / ^

The eight messengers in front of him all rolled their throats, their mouths were slightly open, and they could not speak a word. The cold sweat on their faces slipped down, the palms and spines were cold, and fear filled their bodies like mercury. It ’s hard to move even your fingers.

I saw the demon-like burly figure, slowly walking out of the dark corridor, the soft light on the crystal wall was on him. The bronze dark chest was exposed in the air, filled with ** and wild light, his eyes radiated With the most primitive sex, three female messengers of those eight messengers were swept.

The three female messengers had been seen by his eyes, and they felt that their clothes were all stripped, and they were indescribable.

On the palm of this burly figure, sharp nails are as slender as ape-like people, and milk-like white blood flows down from it, exuding a scent, without the thick, **** smell of red blood, but a mountain forest. Woody.

On the dark corridor behind him, seven or eight corpses lay horizontally and vertically. In the darker corridor, where the light could not be found, blood and stubbles of legs and feet were faintly seen. The entire dark corridor looked like a strip. A path to **** paved with blood and bones.

"Blu-ray!" The burly figure made a low voice in his throat. "You came to me just to send these puppets?"

The old man in the blue robe gave a strong smile, "Ambassador, I came to see you because of the big trouble in the snow this time. With our strength, we couldn't resist at all, and only asked for your help."

"What's the matter?" The **** eyes of the burly man stared at him.

The old man in the blue robe hesitated, saying, "It is the Bronze Supreme of Chaos. He came to the snowy area, and they were stopped by the water light. They were killed. It is estimated that he will soon be outside the mountain at this moment."

"What!" A sharp cold light radiated from the eyes of the burly man, "Who asked you to provoke the Bronze Supreme?"

The old man in the blue robe smiled bitterly: "It wasn't from us that caused him, but he tore the space channel himself, didn't know who it was in the snow, broke through the realm, opened the channel of the chaos realm, and then he came down.

I know this thing is weird and incredible, but it's true. "

The scarlet pupil of the burly man stared at him coldly, and then turned around, looking at the dark corridor, chilling: I have just noticed you, and have been hiding there, come out! "

The eight messengers froze for a moment and looked into the dark cloister. There was some confusion in their hearts. Did the remaining snow slaves lurk in?

They couldn't help but think of a long time ago, the glorious snow slave, who infiltrated here by accident, then discovered the great secret, and finally rebelled ...

When the eight messengers frowned, no one noticed that only the corner of the mouth of the old man in the blue robe showed a wry smile.

In the silence that stopped breathing, there was a silence in the dark corridor, just as the crowd was about to bear it, a crisp and slow footsteps sounded slowly, gradually came over, and stepped out, Gradually I saw a blurry white shadow, gradually clear-

"It's her!" The eight messengers were shocked to see the comer, and their pupils contracted sharply.

Only the face of the burly man has not changed, blood-red eyes staring at the white shadow coming. This is a white lotus-like woman, covered with a snow-white robe, holding a silver-white sabre in her hand, and brisk and delicate boots on the floor On, slowly walked out.

Divine mountain, peak.

"boom!"

A huge rolling rock sounded from the side of the palace carved by ice crystals, and the guardian stone in front of this magnificent palace was severely hit by a white figure, disintegrating into pieces. Looking at the gravel, I saw Siefegrand's figure collapsed softly inside, covered with thick blood, and the hair was soaked in blood and water, sticking together, and exposed in a hole outside the rock fragments. .

There was no trace of blood on her face, and her lips were as pale as two blades, panting breathlessly, and flashing delicate colorful marks on her arm.

"Sister——" Zero floated beside the Bronze Supreme. His body seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand. He couldn't move. He could only struggle with his hands and feet. Sorrow exclaimed.

The bronze supremely looked at him with interest, "If you ask me to let me eat you, I will let your sister go."

Zero body shocked, stopped struggling, turned his head and looked at him. Strictly speaking, it should be staring at him, full of anger and sorrow. He said earnestly, "You can do it?"

"Absolutely." The bronze supreme smile was even stronger.

"Okay, I promise--" Zero didn't hesitate.

The Bronze Supreme smiled, "But you begged me?"

"Yes!" Zero gritted his teeth and answered fistfully with a fist.

"All right." Bronze Supreme put his hand over his forehead. "A compassionate person like me never kills a person, but seeing that you begged me so hard, I'll do something good, hey, kind It's really hard for people to do it. "He looked sighed and helpless.

Turning his head at zero, he was afraid he would look vomiting.

"It's too early to say now!" A cold fairy-like voice sounded from the rubble, and then, a colorful engraving appeared quickly on these cracked stones, like a flame burning Spread across all the stones, and then a twist of space, countless needle-like white rays blooming from the gravel pile, like a vast ball of white light.

This ball of light is a bit dazzling. When the light is slightly dark, a slender and elegant figure emerges slowly. The silver-white robe on his body is not stained, and the silver-white hood is lifted up, revealing a pair of frosty eyes, staring at it. Bronze Supreme.

"Oh? Time is turning back, it's great. It was about to die, but turning back time to the moment before the injury, it's completely okay." Bronze Supreme looked at the intact guardian stone and Sphygrand, smiling, "The messengers of time are very fatal."

"Let him go!" Sfiegrin chuckled from between the teeth.

The Bronze Supreme overlooked him, with a wicked atmosphere on his handsome face, "Do you think that, with this, can you have capital to speak in front of me? If time goes backwards, if I confuse the whole time here, see how you resurrection!"

He grabbed it with a big hand, and the sky around him immediately made a rattling sound when the silk was tight, and then he heard the sound of tears. Colorful rays appeared from the sky, and the entire sky and surrounding space appeared. After countless colorful light bands, it seemed that the space was torn out of a wound.

"Chaos returning to the hand!" The bronze supreme eyes were cold, the palms were shot down, and the gray-white air rushed out from the palms, quickly condensed into a huge palm, and shot fiercely at Sefigrand.

Sefergrand's pupils suddenly shrank, and her body receded quickly. As she struggled, she suddenly realized in fright that her body was fixed by a mysterious energy and could not move at all. If her feet were trapped in the quagmire, she would move at all. may not.

"Time moves." She gritted her teeth, pinching a secret mark with her fingers. -

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