I have to say, this is God’s words that scare me.

I fucked.

How much does that mean?

Are the sand-body and the black-robed king really working together?

"Aren't you the son of the black-robed king... and now you're starting to kill the sandman?"I frowned, looking at the meat filling in front of me, and only felt that my head was going to die: "I didn't expect them to really mix and get to a piece...Fortunately, I don't believe in this turtle grandson!Last time on the northeastern Black Dragon Mountain, they both acted to show us?”

These words I say, almost all of them are talking to themselves, the brain is painful, if not a little sense, you have to jump your feet here to scold the street.

I can't believe it... I can't guess that the sandman is playing like this!

Although I was a little prepared for the things that the sand-body would invade the afterlife after I came into contact with the ancients, I was very angry now to listen to what the Son of God said... I was really angry.

I just think that the original self is like a fool, even let the sandman play a group, but also silly think that the sand body is not bad, even if it is the king of the old days, for the world is also very friendly.

Now it seems that it is all an illusion to the latter world, and this bastard is soaking!

“Darkness comes in the afterglow... death and disaster...will also come into this world with the yellow sand...” The god seems to be crazy, and the gods chanted, which feels like a believer in the old religion, and the tone of incomparable piety is not imitated by outsiders at all.

This is a problem.

“The thump.”

With a smoldering sound, the head of the god was completely smashed by my fist, and the original pile of meat was still piled, and now it looked like a meat cake.

But strangely, even if it becomes so, the Son of God can still make a clear voice, and the ability to speak is not affected at all.

I can clearly hear that the voice of the Son of God speaks comes from the filling of the head, and because of this, I am not able to understand the state of the Son of God.

The body has become like this, why can you still speak?

Not only that, the voice of the speech did not change a little, just like the tone of the speech when it was not hurt before.

There is only one explanation for wanting.

The Son of God does not speak by the flesh, it speaks through his own soul, as long as the soul is immortal, even if the flesh is hammered into flesh and mud, it can also make a clear voice.

Just when I was thinking about how to solve the God’s Son at once, I only heard audible, and a strong wind suddenly blew down from the sky.

The wind came without warning, it was just cold, the wind was so strong that it almost blew me out.

In this storm, I also found that there was a lot of yellow sand mixed with it, and a familiar breath was brought down by this storm.

Before I could react, the yellow sand in the wind swept through the body of the god to the god, almost in an instant, the body of the god's son was wrapped in yellow sand.

Those gritty sticky force is very strong, with the toes can be seen, let the wind rage, they have not been scraped, is still steadily wrapped in the Son of God.

Just as I was going to go up and look, I only heard the buzzing sound behind me, and looking back, the bronze mirror that was placed on the ground by the old man had been frantically trembling.

Those oil lamps that are the eyes, the fire in the wick is also extinguished in an instant, but the golden Buddha lights on the copper mirror are still shining.

But the light of the Buddha is even darker than before.

It’s not a good thing, absolutely not.

“The thump.”

With a sullen sound, wrapped in the yellow sand outside the body of the god, a very sudden drilled out an arm.

Yes, that is, the arms, and the shape of the outline is similar to that of normal people, but the degree of stout exaggeration, the arms have to have the face so thick!

Unlike the arm that attacked the ghost before, this arm is closer to humans, and of course, it is also made of grit.

Just got out of the yellow sand, without saying a word, put it around my neck, clearly trying to kill me, but I did not hide, because on this arm, I did not feel half the danger, raised my hand and cut it on the side.

From the gap between the fingers, until the elbow of the arm was cut, from the middle completely tore it in half.

The sword is better than any device I have ever seen, used to cut the Son of God, and it is better to use it against what is formed by these gravel.

After being split, the arm was instantly scattered into yellow sand, but more and more arms came out of the yellow sand wrapped around the Son of God, like a tentacle, and kept coming to me.

At first I thought it was a sander to attack me, but I quickly reacted, and these arms didn’t hurt me at all, just annoyed me.

Just because of them, I want to approach the Son of God has become a bit difficult.

In other words, I feel like they’re not trying to kill me, they just want to just drag me down... don’t want me to approach God!

But this man of mine is dead, and the more you do not let me approach the Son of God, the more I have to rely on the past.

Even if your arms appear faster than the knife in my hand?

After the appearance of one arm, the shortest time was less than an instant, so that I could split the yellow sand on the ground with a seedling knife, and the distance between me and the Son of God was rapidly shrinking.

That is, for ten seconds, I have come to the edge of the Son of God, split all the outstretched arms, and wait for the next batch of arms to be stretched out again, and the knife in my hand has already cut it down against the Son of God.

Before I cut the Son of God, cut those arms, did not feel half smooth, there is no such sense of obstruction, similar to the feeling of chopping air.

However, at this time, I accidentally found that after the knife was chopped in, I was directly stuck in the yellow sand, and I could no longer move down, and it was difficult to pull it out...

“Your mother’s . . . there must be a conspiracy...” I gnashed my teeth and looked at the scene, jerking hard, and straight out the knife, first chopping the arms around me, then I had a knife, and then pierced the heart of the god.

Perhaps it was the angle of the shot, or it may be because I used the strength of the knife to be a little bigger, and the tip of the knife immediately fell into the heart of the god, and its screams stopped at this time.

The rest made me feel a little confused.

When its mouth was completely stabbed by me with a knife, the black fog in the sky began to dissipate rapidly, and the dark space that had not been able to see the five fingers began to slowly be illuminated by the Buddha light.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but froze for a few seconds, and my heart was mumbling, could it be that the Son of God was destroyed by me?

I kept mumbling, but I didn’t get any answers, the arms that came out of the grave were still attacking me, and the Buddha light in the sky was constantly projected on the ground...

I was getting brighter and brighter around me, and I didn't need to throw a flashlight on the side as a lighting, at this moment, I was surrounded by the day, and it was so hot that it was panicking.

“What happened...”

I muttered, vaguely nervous in tone.

When this darkness dissipates, the sense of danger that I imagined should be a natural thing, but it did not appear.

On the contrary, the inexplicable sense of danger is also getting stronger, straight to my creepy, heart has jumped to the throat...

What is it?!

I thought to my mind, although I can't think of the answer, but there is one thing I have observed, giving me the danger of the position, is indeed above the sky, and it is still moving...

It’s like being close to me, it’s like being close to the earth.

“Are they coming?”

I rolled my eyes, looked up at the sky incredulously, and the tone became tense.

“It’s not coming now, is it?

Before I could comfort myself, there was a familiar trumpet sound in the sky.

The trumpet is very strong, and the whole tune sounds inexplicable, just like the army of the empire is about to go out, and this horn is to give them the drum.

Damn, that’s right... here comes the sand!