In the endless darkness.

Although the terrible black knife cut a raised ladder of life, it could not cut off the old and vicissitudes of the song.

But it was even sadder, and it seemed to have lost its way.

I also lost myself.

Is this the meaning of the inn?

At this time, Yan Qingqing had a strong sadness in his heart, quietly looking at a cut-off life ladder, and couldn't help but sigh.

This sighed, like a rolling wave, rushed around, immediately infecting the people around him.

Whether it is white fools, Liu Dan and others, or tourists up and down the steps, one by one, their faces are sad.

“Is that black knife the rule of heaven and earth, or the curse of the enemy?”

When Yan Qinghe returned to God, the endless darkness had disappeared, but he was somewhat curious about the black knife.

What kind of existence is it?

In that terrible darkness, there is a hidden truth!

And that is just a corner of the truth.

However, he is a little puzzled, life is not long-lived?

The history of civilization in the whole world is only thousands of years, and the life of man is only about a hundred years old.

After all, eternal life is not eternal life.

At this moment, he saw the endless darkness again.

Under the terrible black knife, another black knife appeared.

“It’s 8,000 years old!”

The cold voice sounded again mercilessly.

Yan Qinghe saw it, his face suddenly changed, and it seemed that the black knife was cut on his own body, making his heart miserable.

He seemed to be connected to the dark flesh.

“Hmmm—”

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood squirted out, a look full of pain.

The black knife cut the ladder of life in the darkness, and also cut it on his body, his heart, and even his soul.

“Five thousand years to cut!”

A third black knife appeared, and the cold voice echoed in the darkness.

At this time, the face of the blue sky has changed greatly, and then cut down like this, it will eventually cut the life of ordinary people.

“Hmmm—”

He squirted out another sip of blood, and his painful face turned a little pale.

What is this?

How can I do that?

The sky is scared.

I don’t know why I’m connected to the dark.

“Three thousand years...”

The fourth black knife appeared, and when it was trying to behead, Yan Qingqing was trembling all over his body.

Can't cut anymore.

Can't cut it anymore!

Must be stopped!

He felt that the black knife was not only cutting the life to a hundred years, but directly cutting him!

However, he could not stop it, and the fourth black knife was cut off.

Ping-

He squirted a mouthful of blood again, his face pale, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred.

He saw that life in the darkness was sinking!

In the death!

Everything is unstoppable!

The black knife of the handle has cut off its life and cut it off.

He saw countless lives, died under the black knife, and could never break the curse.

This made him breathless, and the whole man was suffocated, as if he were sinking in the darkness, and died!

“A thousand lives!”

He was in a vague mood, and heard the cold and heartless voice again.

“Ah—”

When he was about to lose himself.

The old song sounded again, waking him from the sunken.

Then he shouted, “I want to live forever.”

This cry of anger is like the dawn of the dawn at the end of the night.

It turns into an immortal golden light, slowly blooming in the cold darkness, illuminating the endless darkness...

He saw that the black knife had been cut off and caught with a strange breath.

Bam!

The black knife was broken and fell into a fragment.

“Three thousand lives!”

The darkness sounded cold again.

Bam!

Then the three thousand black knife was broken.

“Five thousand years to cut!”

Bam!

Five thousand black knives are broken.

“It’s 8,000 years old!”

Bam!

Eight thousand black knives are broken.

When the blue sky is about to relax, the black knife of life is cut off.

It is like a broken bamboo, strange atmosphere is extremely rich, far more than other scropping black knives, exuding heart palsy.

However, the immortal golden light is still strong, and it may be possible to resist the black knife of life.

But at this moment, a very small black needle suddenly shot down from the dark.It is covered by darkness, and instantly penetrates countless darknesses and shoots into the sky.

It has no fluctuations that make it difficult to discover its existence.

Although Yan Qingyan did not find the presence of black needles, he felt a breath of death, causing his soul to tremble.

The black needle is getting closer.

The sky became more and more uneasy, and the soul trembled violently.

What is it?

He rolled his eyes and finally found the black needle.

At this time, the Wanshou black knife is also beheaded, so that he is in a dilemma, with immortal gold light to break the Manshou black knife, or to resist the mysterious black needle?

The immortal golden light has the opportunity to break the black knife of life, but it is not necessarily successful.

And can't resist the mysterious black needle.

He has no choice at all.

“Breaking!”

The sky roared in the darkness, resisting the black knife of life with immortal golden light.

But the mysterious black needle is shooting at him at a terrifying speed.

If the mysterious black needle is one step faster and shoots him first, then everything is empty.

At this time, twelve golden lights appeared in the darkness, and I saw twelve golden giants who were tall and coming in the darkness.

Fast to the extreme!

“And you again?”

The cold voice sounded, with some anger.

“I, I will not die!”

“Hm on!This time, let your souls fly away, and the will cannot be condensed again, and see how you die and not freeze!”

The cold voice sounded, and a strange breath spread out, making the darkness tremble.

In the endless darkness, the twelve golden giants stood empty, and there was a powerful and unrivalled atmosphere of greatness and incomparable majesty.

Standing in the dark is like a rising sun.

The brilliance!

Unbelievably dazzling!

At this time, the golden giant holding a giant axe suddenly waved out of the mysterious black needle, making the darkness like a rolling wave.

However, it is impossible to resist the black needle.

The black needle still broke through the giant axe at an incomparably terrifying speed and penetrated the golden giant.

Only in an instant, the giant axe turned into nothingness, and the golden armor became nothing, leaving only a faint gray mist.

The last will is gone.

The second gold giant flew up, his black hair like a star river, bright and dense, his eyes cold and cold, like a blade.

He was in a strong mood and raised up.

The power is overwhelming.

A bronze tower flies under the mysterious black needle.

Unfortunately, it is still unable to resist the black needle, only to the next faint gray mist in the darkness.

The third gold giant took over, and he was armed with a long gun and was willing to fight.

War is not dead!

But this time, there was only a faint mist.

Only for an instant, there were twelve faint gray mists in the darkness, as if they had never existed.

At this time, after the mysterious black needle extinguished the twelve golden giants, they were finally powerless to fall.

“The wrath of heaven, the destruction of all things!”

A cold voice, with anger sounded in the dark, "Life, cut off!"

The black knife is broken.

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