"This is power!"

The endless black fog obscured all the light, and I saw that there was a blackness in my sight, and the black fog completely enveloped me.

The whistling wind sounded in his ears, like thousands of blades scraping, but now he was not afraid at all.

His heart was dead and his heart was full of hatred. As long as he could take revenge, even if it was cut into pieces, even if it was crushed, he would do whatever he could.

But these black fog that made the tribe members frightened and turned aside, did not take away his flesh and blood, but instead brought him endless power.

He even had an illusion that he could tear the sky apart with a wave.

That night, he walked out of the black fog and headed towards the tribe. After a while, he returned from the tribe.

That night, it was very dark and red. "I" walked quietly on the road. Behind me was the original tribe, but at this moment everything was silent, without even a sound.

Walking on the road, I suddenly felt like I was wet and my hands were as moist as I was wearing my hands, and blood-red blood was covered with my hands.

It turns out it is blood, it is the blood of the tribe, the blood of those who deserve to die!

My beloved wife died and my clan members died. I wandered alone in the world. After taking revenge, I felt empty again.

The next moment, an endless body of power dissipated like a tide, and he returned to the ordinary mountain hunter, with nothing left.

The feeling of controlling everything surged into his heart and disappeared. Not only that, his body was so weak that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow away, and even walking while standing seemed to be a problem.

Suddenly, he seemed to have some clarity in his heart, that this was the price of leveraging power. Since then, he has been so weak.

Such a body may not be able to support yourself.

The tribe members died and the wife died. Even the power they had just obtained left him, and nothing was left.

At this moment, it seemed like a voice rose from the bottom of my heart. It would be better to die, and you will be free from death, and you will be completely eliminated after death.

Yes, it's better to die.

There seemed to be an extra sword on his body. He quietly drew out the sword and pointed it at him expressionlessly.

There is nothing left, nothing left, then go and die, everything will be liberated soon.

"It's better to die!" A voice full of induction resounded in his ears. Shen Yu pulled out his own sword, his eyes blurred as if there was no trace of focal length.

On the opposite side was He Mujin who kept looking at him with a smile. With him as the center, a strange force spread around him. It was like a magnetic field, affecting everything inside.

This world is controlled by him, and it is his world. It is like a spider web. As long as you come in and be entangled with spider silk, you will never think of going out again.

The young man in front of him may be very strong, and may have unparalleled combat power, but when he enters his own world, life and death are controlled by himself, and he cannot be controlled by him!

He just looked at the other person quietly, and the young man would soon insert the sword into his chest. Just like that night, his former tribe members died like this.

They died at their own hands, but he didn't do it!

But the next moment, Shen Yu's sword suddenly turned around and directly inserted into his chest, penetrating his beating heart.

A sharp pain surged into his heart. He Mujin looked at the sword that was inserted into his chest in a little horror, and looked at Shen Yu in surprise.

"How could you, how could you?"

"How come you are not affected? This is my world. You are clearly trapped in!"

"I'm trapped, but it doesn't mean it will have an impact on me. Your world is useless to me!"

He Mujin clearly disdained Mo Yu and the others before, but she had weaved such a large net early, or in other words, when he was about to go to the war, she had already started weaving the net.

Mo Yu's death brought him almost fatal trauma, which made him feel a sense of crisis, and the net was also woven more and more closely.

But he did not wait for those ambushings, but instead waited for Chen Yu. The other party seemed to know nothing about his ability and fell into his net foolishly.

After being trapped in his own world, even this young man who made him feel a sense of crisis could no longer break free.

Being self-righteous will eventually have to pay the price.

But he didn't expect that the other party not only seemed to be completely unaffected, but instead took the opportunity to give him a ruthless person.

This sword not only pierced into his chest, but the terrifying sword energy exploded directly into his body, tearing his whole body.

"Sorry, I have the Heaven and Earth Lock, which can lock foreign enemies and lock yourself. Your spiritual power cannot enter, and your world cannot invade me!"

"So that's it, so that's it!" The terrifying sword energy almost cut off his vitality. At the last moment, He Mujin looked at Chen Yu fiercely, with a light of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Do you think you won? You were wrong. I once wished to sacrifice to the black fog, and today I wish to sacrifice to death!"

With He Mujin as the center, black fog suddenly appeared and spread quickly outside, but three feet in front of Shen Yu seemed to be a world of its own, and the black fog could not invade in at all.

But the surrounding sky was already covered by black fog. As long as it was stained a little, the original grass would turn yellow. The birds instantly landed on the ground and turned into a pile of white bones.

In this black fog, it seemed that life was completely cut off, and as long as it was contaminated, it would be impossible to break free.

At this time, He Mujin showed a cruel smile, with a bit of arrogance and evil in her hideous state, "I will exchange my life for yours, do you dare to exchange it?"

"It's cruel enough!"

"If a person is not cruel, how can he survive? You have seen my world and my past. Without experiencing that kind of despair, you will never understand how painful and hatred I feel!"

"People say that a thought of anger arises, millions of obstacles open. A thought of compassion arises, thousands of lotus flowers bloom."

"I am different. I am despair, but I am seeking to live, and I am seeking longevity. Those who want me to die, but I want to live longer than they do, and I have to watch them die."

"Today, you want me to die too. I can die, but I must die behind you!"

"Look, your world is about to collapse!" Although the black mist did not approach Chen Yu's body, it seemed to have begun to slowly invade inside.

Although this speed seems very slow, it is indeed advancing little by little.

"Even if you can form your own world in front of you, the black fog can also invade your world. Soon, you will follow in my footsteps, and I am waiting to see your helpless wailing voice."

"The pitiful person must have something hateful, but you are destined to not see it!"

"You can't wait for that moment, because I have found you!" Suddenly, Chen Yu opened his eyes and lightly shot out a sword.

This sword came quickly and went quickly, but it cut off the rich black fog.

Although He Mujin's body is here, his spirit is everywhere in this net he woven. As long as there is a little residual, he may be reborn with his body.

If you want to kill him completely, you have to cut off his spirit and destroy his world.

"Ah!" A painful scream came out from He Mujin's mouth. The pain that teared the spirit was a hundred times more painful than the physical pain.

How did the young man in front of me do it?

"What you don't know is that I have a soul-catching mirror that can see the depths of my soul and explore the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness!"

"You, fuck!" He Mujin suddenly had the urge to curse.

It would be fine if the young man in front of him was a strong man, but he still had so many treasures on him. This was clearly a secret cheat. He was cheating. Who can beat him?

Without hesitation, He Mujin turned over and prepared to escape. He wanted to escape, but he wanted to live.

But he didn't expect that a sword energy had already arrived in the air and penetrated him directly.

Blood scattered in the sky, and a red mist instantly formed, reflecting the gradually scattered black mist, as if it had a different beauty.

In the air where black and red are mixed, a figure stands quietly, as if it is independent of the world, proudly in the world.
Chapter completed!