Quick-wearing villain Bai Yueguang is very sultry

Chapter 62 The Delicate Beauty Beside the Big Monster (29)

A mountain city surrounded by dark clouds, with broken limbs, internal organs, hands and feet, heads everywhere, everywhere
The bluestone road is stained with scarlet blood, the towering ancient trees are hung with stumps and arms, and endless heads are piled up into a hill.

And in such a gloomy, blood-colored Shura world, there is a spotless figure.

His expression was calm and calm, as if everything was out of sight, his defiant and indifferent attitude made those monsters' teeth itch and at the same time they were afraid to move forward.

"Ghost, where is it?"

There was no sound around, a complete silence, and no one responded.

Chen Ye sneered, a glaring white light centered on him and swept away to the surroundings——

Those timid monsters were cut off in an instant, or were cut in half from the center of the eyebrows, or cut horizontally from the waist to the ground, or had their arms and legs cut off and only their bodies were left wriggling on the ground.
Blood splashed, and the rolling river of blood roared across the stairs, and the whole land was like a red-hot iron plate, shining with terrifying blood.

The young man in white was indifferent, and he walked towards the mountain unhurriedly. He was clearly doing the most ruthless thing, but he still looked like an exile.

Batches of monsters come, and batches of monsters die.

Killing from day to night, from the world to hell.

The blood was so bright that it smelled fishy.

In a dark palace, a man covered in a black robe was staring at the crystal ball in front of him.

What was played in the crystal ball was the scene of Chen Ye killing people outside.

Suddenly, many cracks appeared in the crystal ball, which slowly expanded in all directions, and the last explosion sounded, and the crystal ball shattered completely.

Ghost Ling's eyes narrowed tighter and tighter, and the facial features on his face were twisted together due to resentment.

"Chen, Ye!"

The gate of the palace collapsed suddenly, amidst the smoke and dust, a white figure appeared.

Ghost turned around quickly, his eyes full of viciousness, "I didn't kill you completely before, it's my kindness!"

Chen Ye sneered, "It's you, you can't kill me."

Ghost Ling stared viciously at the white-clothed boy in front of him with his white-less eyeballs.

Back then, he had taken a fancy to the powerful demon power in Chen Ye's father, Chen Dao, so he led his men to rob the Silver Wolf Clan and capture Chen Dao alive.

But he didn't think that Chendao would rather choose to explode and die than give him the demon power.

So he turned his idea on Chen Ye, who is in the same lineage as Chen Dao, and sent Feng Gui to capture Chen Ye alive, but he didn't want to just blind a pair of eyes. Pulled out.

Even if he tried it himself, he could only seal half of his demon power, and even lost his lower body!

Ghost was completely enraged.

Conceited brat!
Now that you don't have the Qingfeng sword in your hand, let me see how rampant you are!

With his hands as claws, he controlled the will-o'-the-wisps that were constantly circling around him, "Come out, my child!"

With his almost maniacal laughter.

In an instant, the gloomy wind blows.

The ground trembled violently, and there was a muffled and muffled magical howl, which continued to be heard in the deep underground.

The palace could no longer bear such violent trembling, and it collapsed, revealing a huge pothole on the ground.

A giant hand full of flame cracks protruded from it——

With a loud roar, a mass of things wrapped in huge flames suddenly jumped out of it.

The moment the giant landed on the ground, the whole earth seemed to be shaking, and evil spirits filled the world.

Chen Ye was unmoved, under his thick ink-like eyebrows, his black and deep eyes were like a cold pool, exuding a cold chill, his white clothes were spotless, and his inadvertent chicness matched his own coolness. The aura of solitude is all showing off the nobility of the world.

When the giant's big hand swept towards him, he jumped up, using his hand as a dagger and the wind as a blade, and gathered into a domineering and powerful sword aura. It wraps around the giant's arm and continues to spread to the shoulder.

Then there was a 'bang'——

Blood fog filled the air.

Wherever the sword energy passed, there were only bones left.

The giant wailed, seeing the sword energy that was still spreading towards his heart, and quickly pulled out the entire arm with the other hand.

With the detachment of this arm, the sword energy dissipated.

(End of this chapter)