But when Lin Hao's butcher's knife was about to be cut off again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from some part of his body.

In Lin Hao's ear, he heard a particularly urgent call,

"wake up! This is a mirage! The fantasy of blood and gas

Lin Hao frowned, a familiar voice?

Mirage? The fantasy of blood?

Lin Hao's heart suddenly a little more Qingming, why am I here!

Lin Hao raised his head again, but saw that the endless figure began to fade away.

At another glance, the blade that had passed through the chest had disappeared. Even there was no wound on the chest, and the blood had disappeared.

Looking around, countless sharp lights and shadows gradually fade, and thousands of fighting figures become illusory.

The blood gas gradually faded, and the rusty smell in the throat began to fade.

The sky is overcast, the dark red precipitated in the soil, countless swords, mountains and rivers, blood

Everything began to fade, fade, become nothingness, and then suddenly dissipated like smoke.

Lin Hao opened his eyes wide, and the battlefield he had just seen completely disappeared.

Corridor, or that narrow corridor, Yin Qi is still rich as fog, everything has not changed at all.

Lin Hao suddenly burst out with a mouthful of blood. His chest heaved violently. He half knelt down with his sword and breathed the fresh air crazily.

To get out of the dreamland, Lin Hao felt as if his whole soul had been torn and thrust back. The pain even directly affected his body. At least Lin Hao felt a deep heavy feeling.

"You finally wake up. It's not a waste of my Puyin leg." The tired voice of Canggou sounded in Lin Hao's ear.

Lin Hao covered his chest. After a while, he regained his strength and asked slowly, "I was Is it entangled with blood gas? "

"Otherwise But for me, you would have become the same killing machine as outside. " Canggou sighed. Lin Hao's Scarlet eyes just now were not too terrible.

In the narrow corridor, Lin Hao is entangled with blood, wielding his sword crazily, and nearly sinking several times. If Canggou hadn't been in Lin Hao's mind, Lin Hao would be entangled with blood, lose his mind, and become a killing machine.

Lin Hao frowned and recalled what he had just experienced.

Feeling the full-bodied and incomparable Yin Qi, Lin Hao almost lost his mind again.

Just as he was walking, Lin Hao seemed to hear the cry of killing. At first, Lin Hao didn't care, but the more he walked, the stronger his voice became. From then on, Lin Hao began to step into a dreamland and almost sink.

And there was no sign of this dreamland. Even Lin Hao didn't feel how rich his blood was

"Do you think you don't exist without feeling it? The blood here is a hundred times stronger than you can feel. " Canggou's voice came, but suddenly the dog's paw pointed to the stone wall.

Lin Hao took a few steps forward and opened his eyes when he saw the scene in front of him!

Bones! Bones covering the whole corridor!

Lin Hao suddenly turned around. The corridor had become dark red, but it was made of countless bones. The road, the stone wall around him and the hole wall above his head were all made of countless bones!

On the bones, I don't know how much blood I was stained with, but I can see the dark red infiltrating into the bone marrow. This color is just the dark red color formed by years of blood precipitation!

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