Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Outside the mountain peaks, there are spiritual mist.

The mountain gate, which used to be clean and peaceful, is now drenched in blood.

"kill!"

Two disciples wearing the same dark blue costumes fought together.

One of the disciples slashed at the same disciple opposite him.

The knife entered the body, and there was a large amount of blood.

The injured person's eyes were dark and his expression was strange. There was a seemingly invisible black thread connecting the back of his head, like a marionette.

Although there were already a large number of shocking wounds on his body, and some of them could even see the bright red internal organs inside, he didn't seem to notice it.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, he stabbed into the chest of the disciple opposite with his backhand.

The stabbed disciple's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of horror and grief on his face.

"Brother!"

The long knife was drawn out quickly, and the stabbed disciple slowly fell to the ground with blank eyes.

The strange disciple with terrible injuries raised his head and locked his eyes on the next one.

A large group of mountain disciples backed away nervously, as if they were looking at a ghost.

Beside the strange disciple, more than a dozen corpses of his fellow disciples had already fallen down.

"Crazy! Brother Wang is crazy!"

Someone yelled.

"what happened?!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, a powerful figure flew out of the mountain gate.

This is a dignified middle-aged man.

"Wang Jie, are you crazy? How dare you kill your comrades?!"

The disciples below saw the middle-aged man as if they saw the backbone, and they all stepped forward to complain.

"Lin Elder, senior brother Wang Jie has become possessed! For some reason, as soon as he came in, he slashed and killed the senior brothers frantically. Even when the knife stabbed him, he couldn't feel any pain."

"A normal person would have died from such an injury. Wang Jie is not human!"

"Elder!"

The majestic man's gaze quickly swept across the field, and finally fell on the strange disciple in the distance. Even with his cultivation base and knowledge, he couldn't help but secretly startled when he saw this strange scene.

"Wang Jie, hurry up and get caught!"

Wang Jie, known as the strange disciple, grinned at him, and then rushed up quickly.

The majestic man frowned and snorted coldly: "I'm stubborn, I'm courting death!"

He quickly stretched out a palm and hit the strange disciple hard.

His strength is higher than that of the opponent's entire Realm, and his palm is like a storm.

Before the force of the palm fell completely, the strange disciple was slapped on the ground like a mosquito full of blood, turning into a puddle of meat sauce with a "pop".

The majestic man looked serious, and stepped up to take a closer look.

But just when he was about to reach the puddle of meat sauce, a strange black line flashed in the void.

The majestic man's figure suddenly stopped.

"Lin Elder?"

The disciple behind him called cautiously.

The next moment, the majestic man turned around slowly.

I saw that his eyes had completely turned black, and a strange and terrifying smile appeared on his face.

Disciples opened his eyes wide and stepped back in horror.

"Lin... Lin Elder also..."

"boom!"

The violent palm force fell, and more than a dozen puddles of bloody flesh appeared on the dry green brick floor.

Soon, bursts of exclamations and screams began to sound from inside the mountain gate.

Like an invisible plague, it is spreading rapidly.

Chaos and Death continued for half an hour.

When the entire mountain gate was stained red with blood, the floating spiritual mist also carried a strong smell of blood.

This large-scale Martial Dao Sect has become a dead zone at this time.

The blood gathered in the gaps between the blue bricks to form a small river, flowing forward slowly, and finally stopped in front of a pair of exquisite and gorgeous boots, changing strange patterns one after another.

"Hey"

The owner of the boots stretched his waist a lot, with an unsatisfactory expression on his face.

This is a young man in a red robe.

Black hair shawl, handsome appearance, the color of his eyes is exactly the same as the color of the robe he is wearing, and there is a trace of evil flowing in the blood red.

...asking for flowers......

"His Royal Highness Fazi..."

Several figures shrouded in black mist came out and stood respectfully beside the blood-robed youth. Jiang reported: "One-tenth of the channel has been built..."

"Then continue..."

The blood-robed youth waved his hands indifferently, with an extremely evil smile on his face: "I haven't played enough anyway. This new game, I guess, can kill a hundred years of boring time for me..."

"As you order, Your Highness Fazi."

The shadow of the black mist responded respectfully, submerging into the void and disappearing quickly.

The young man in the blood robe admired the scene of rivers of blood flowing in front of him alone, with a smile on his face, he sighed softly: "Finally, this day has come... The unfinished great work of the Yin Emperor

.....0...

Just thinking about it makes me feel excited hahahaha..."

The piercing and weird laughter like a night owl echoed in the mountains and forests, and gradually dissipated in the wind...

A certain prosperous ancient city.

In the city, countless Practitioners blushed, their eyes widened, and they frantically resisted the ghostly shadows floating around their heads with their weapons.

These black shadows are like ghosts in legends, they can easily penetrate any physical objects, and even penetrate into the human body to possess them.

The body of the Practitioner possessed by the shadow will immediately stop, his movements will be stiff, and his expression will be distorted.

A weak-willed person will take up the weapon in his hand and slash at anyone around him in the next second.

As for ordinary mortals in the city, once they are possessed by a black shadow, the light ones will become puppets with strange expressions, reckless, and the severe ones will burst their heads like watermelons.

At this time, the city is like the ghost The Underworld descended on the world, chaos, death, blood... filled every corner of the city.

Above the city, countless ghostly black shadows almost cover most of the sky, densely packed like dark clouds.

A woman in a black dress with dark lips and a seductive appearance stood in the void, coldly staring at all the corpses below. .