She dreamed of ancient battlefields, of ancient times, and beyond.

Among the mountains and ravines, giant beasts run rampant, ancient remnants appear and haunt, beasts howl, mountains shake, and rivers surge, stirring up thousands of waves.

There are countless peerless sanctuary masters fighting in this world. The gods of the heavens, the evil spirits with three eyes, the forbidden angels with one wing, and the bloody monsters with half their bodies are harvesting each other's lives.

This is a real Shura field.

Suddenly, in the entire world, an abyss-like aura of extreme darkness descended, and all life was instantly shattered.

Yes, broken.

In the endless darkness, stretched out a long and slender hand, and grasped it firmly.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of all the fighting gods and demons were shattered into countless pieces, and their souls were shattered together.

The miserable cry sent chills to the bone marrow.

Ling Luo also fell into extreme fear, who is this person?How could it be so scary?

Just the power of one hand can destroy everything!

It was at this time that a black thorn-like plant gradually grew on the flesh and blood of gods and demons all over the ground, and it spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thorny vines, fed on the blood of gods and demons, absorbed their essence, and grew extremely fast.

After a while, the mountains and valleys were covered with black thorns, and in the darkness, there was a cold thin lip, slightly hooked up, raising an extremely dazzling arc.

Ling Luo was awakened.

She sat up abruptly, her clothes all drenched in cold sweat.

Her complexion was a little pale, and she stretched out a hand to wipe the cold sweat that was like rain on her forehead.

At this moment, Ling Luo's mind is still haunted by the nightmare he just sat in.

The bloody Shura slaughterhouse, the terrifying dark mysterious man.

Do not!

Such a terrifying existence, it is not an exaggeration to call it Diablo!

Holding her head in her hands, Ling Luo took several deep breaths, before she calmed down her turbulent guilty conscience.

The last sliver of darkness of dawn has dissipated, dawn has come, and it is morning now.

The moment Ling Luo raised his head, when his eyes touched Ling Tian, ​​he was completely shocked.

what is that?

Black thorns?

The spiritual field with a radius of [-] meters is covered with black thorns, and on the black shiny thorns, there are little morning dew hanging like tears of gods and demons.

Ling Luo stood up and stepped into the black thorns. Not only her body but also her soul trembled together!

Did she really breed black thorns?

This...will it be too...

Ling Luo's face was a bit ugly, the black thorns had grown to the height of her knees.She squatted down slightly, stretched out a hand, and touched the spike lightly.

"hiss--"

The spikes were too sharp, and a light touch created a scar.

On Ling Luo's finger, round drops of blood fell down, and happened to drip on the black thorns.

Suddenly, an amazing sight appeared.

The thorn thorn stained with Ling Luo's blood emitted a crystal black red light, quiet and deep.

Ling Luo felt a stabbing pain in her heart, as if being pricked by a thorn, an inexplicable pain came over her.

As if he had lost the most important thing, he wanted to shed tears inexplicably.

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