Then I'll wait!

Yan Qingkang told the voice, standing quietly in the night sky, coldly watching the black fog eroded around, plundering all the vitality.

In a mass grave in the wolf ridge, a group of perched crows suddenly woke up.

They seemed to feel something terrible, one only flew from the tree power panic, saw the black fog coming towards them, and quickly fled.

It was a little strange and desolate to the mass graves.

呱-

The crows flew on the other side, screaming.

Unfortunately, their speed is not as fast as the black fog that comes from the tide.

For a moment the black mist covered them, and the screams stopped.Then, Yan Qinghe saw that the crows had lost their lives in an instant and had fallen from mid-air.

The crows that fell were only feathers and skeletons.

Yan Qinghe also saw a few star points on the crow's body, disappearing like a firefly in the black fog...

For the star point, Yan Qinghai is naturally not strange, it is the soul of the crow.

“To devour the soul?”

The sky slightly frowned.

At this time, he looked at the grudge projection in the night sky and found that there was a little more breath of life, which was obviously the result of devouring life.Then, his face suddenly changed, and the wolf ridge was tens of kilometers away, but there were some villages scattered around him.

If the black fog covered the entire wolf ridge, wouldn’t it be all villages?

Yan Qinghe suddenly threw the small sword in his hand, and immediately turned into a large sword nearly two meters long, the sword was scattered with a strong light, and the breath was fluctuating.

The nuisance –

The light immediately purified the black mist around it.

What!

The sword flew to the grave, speeding to the extreme.

Zhang could not bear to see the flying sword, the pounding breath has distorted the space around, and it seems to have turned into a ray of long dragons to attack the grave.

And Wang Xiao and others, seeing the flying sword in the legend, were shocked and excited.

“This is a sword, this is a sword.”

Wang Qing looked at the flying sword, his heart was still shocked, and the whole people were a little excited.

It seems to have witnessed something great, and it has a feeling of great honor.

And the grudge in the night sky, seeing the flying sword flying towards the grave, roared and rushed up to resist.

Tackling!

The sword instantly penetrated the grudge and twisted the huge grudge out of a large hole.

And the pounding breath, like a flame, is burning the body of the grudge, so that the grudges howl...

The original grudge suddenly faded a lot.

At this time, the invisible voice was even stronger, which seemed to prevent him from shooting and making him wait...

Wait?

Yan Qinghe snorted coldly, his face looked at the sky, what was it that made him wait?

Is it your own heart or the will of the soul?

Or is it ignorance?

Why let him wait?

Are the people in the wolf’s ridges left behind?

This black fog, but even the vitality of the vegetation is plundered, countless animals in the mountains will be taken away from their lives, including people in the wolf ridge.

It is even possible to spread outside the wolf.

The grudge is thousands of miles away, devouring the life of thousands of miles of plunder, and all life will die!

A little wolf, how can you feed it?

And he should have done it early in the morning.

But I don't know why, until now to shoot, let Yan Qingkong's heart some horror, what is the impact on their own?

It seems to be the same!

Think about it, your face changes again.

He had long since discovered the existence of a female ghost, but he could not wait for several days, and he did not find any trace of the female ghost.

He was just looking for it and didn’t take it to heart.

Tonight, he came back from the Evergreen Inn, vaguely felt something wrong with the breath of Wolf Ridge, came to see...

However, it was obvious that something was affecting him, and he was delayed until now.

It can't be a grudge!

Whatever it is, let’s get rid of the grudge first.

It is impossible for Yan Qingyin to look at the grudge, devour and plunder the vitality of the wolf ridge, and destroy the mountains tens of kilometers around.If you are really swallowed by the grudge, the wolf ridge is a dead place, the grass is not born, and the bones are everywhere...

At this time, the flying sword penetrated the grudge, and under the idea of Yan Qingyin, it stabbed the grave down.

And his figure swept away, a palm was slapped on the not-yet-dead grudge, and a strong golden light broke out.

The nuisance –

The light of gold, like a flame, quickly burned the grudge.

“Oh, hey—”

Shouting, crazy fighting.

In the blink of an eye, the grudge was only a faint shadow, and then the golden light was extinguished.Unfortunately, this grudge is just a projection, and the real grudge is still underground...

At this time, the black fog rolled under the grave, turning into a pillar of air rising into the sky, which seemed extremely terrible.

Yan Qinghe saw the heart of the horror, saw the black fog like a tide, crazy erosion around.If the black fog spreads out of the wolf ridge and plunders the vitality of the city, I am afraid that people and animals will die, and then it will be full of corpses...

It will become a hell of a world overnight!

A bit of misery!

The empty scalp is tingled.

The black mist rolled like ink, spewing out of the ground like ink, and turned into a terrible column of air rushed to the sky...

His sword was hit.

At this time, Yan Qinghe jumped down into the big hole, and the foot flying sword fell into the rolling black fog.

Although the light is burning the black fog in the madness, the black fog under the grave is too much, so that the face of the sky can not see the surrounding scenery.

With a wrinkled eyebrow, the flying sword immediately spun around, and the light of the sword's body illuminated all around.

This is a large hole that reaches a width of ten meters, and it is still invisible, and it is a little deeper than he could have imagined.

The black fog came from under the hole.

“Go!”

He controlled the sword to shoot.

Tackling!

The sword is like a shooting star, dragging a long ray-light tail.

The black fog rolled under the big hole, spreading out from above, and I don't know how many times thick.

With a depth of hundreds of meters, Yan Qinghe fainted in the rolling black fog and saw a mysterious fire.He looked at him, but he saw that it was a flower bud waiting to bloom, a flower like a blazing bud.

It is as red as blood, extremely demonic, and seems to exude a mysterious force...

“Is this...the other side of the flower?”

But the sky was stunned, and a flower was born under the grave?

In the rolling black fog, the other side of the flower demon waiting to bloom is very colorful, there is shocking red, like fire, like blood...

At this time, the other side of the flower did not bloom, but fast.

Yan Qinghe somewhat understood why there would be such a terrible black fog under the grave, and because there was such a strong black fog, it was possible to bred a flower on the other side.

Fortunately, there is only one flower on the other side.

Like a few more, I am afraid that dozens or even hundreds of miles will become a hell on earth!

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