There was a loud noise, and the terrifying sea of ​​energy completely submerged the Yunding Shrine. The endless energy expanded crazily and turned into an extremely huge energy ball.

Like a rising white divine sun.

The energy ripples even squeezed and distorted the space, and everything around was crushed.

The terrifying air waves caused by the energy expansion have reached the level of air cannons.

There was a loud "boom", and all the building glass in the Holy City was ruthlessly shattered. Even the buildings were cracked and blown down by the hurricane.

For a moment, everyone looked at the sky with horrified faces, trembling with fear from the horrific explosion, and feeling frightened both physically and mentally.

What kind of terrifying destructive power is this?

Is it really something that humans can do?

However, an even more terrifying scene happened. The Shadow Abyss, with its indescribable belly split open, was frantically devouring the energy released by the antimatter bomb.

Its size is increasing crazily, even swelling to two or three times its previous size.

When the power of confrontation has passed, the white divine sun is extinguished, and night covers the earth again.

I saw that the protective barrier of Yunding Shrine even had a large number of fine cracks, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Obviously... the intensity of the attack just now has approached the limit that Genting Shrine can bear.

The priests in the shrine were shocked and fell to the ground, their backs already soaked with cold sweat, and their faces were pale and breathing heavily.

Just now, I walked through the gate of hell.

Throwing stones... is that powerful?

Hiss~

Ren Jie's eyes became even more ferocious, he raised his head and smiled crazily: "It's not your turn yet, don't worry..."

"Just stay up there and watch the show!"

"But if you are eager to seek death, I won't mind and bury you in the night in advance!"

After saying that, Ren Jie didn't even look at Yunding Tiangong again. Instead, he held the knife, hummed the song of Gaotian softly, and stepped towards the battlefield constructed by the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood in front of him...

He... seemed to enjoy the process.

"Boom! Boom!"

The church has not always been passively being beaten. In addition to its prestige, there are also some powerful divine believers in the church who are organizing counterattacks.

The nails of the prohibition set by Ren Jie were removed one by one. After all, many of the new ninth-level saint-clothed bishops were not just for free.

I saw those saint-clothed bishops showing their shadows one after another, holding up the protective barrier, trying to protect the people in the city.

But Ren Jie just glanced at it lightly.

"In the darkness...any fireflies that light up are fleeting, and the eternal night...is the only one."

"Snow Burial!"

As Ren Jie snapped his fingers, the sound of ice condensing came from the void.

Pieces of black snowflakes condensed out, with perfect shapes like works of art.

Snow...white and flawless is often used to describe nobility, purity and beauty.

But the snow falling all over the sky above the Holy City was black.

I saw black falling snow, falling like feathers. The snowflakes were clearly right in front of me, seemingly within reach, but... they seemed to be different from reality, far away, cold, and untouchable.

The black snow is falling harder and harder, and snow is falling in the sky.

A strange scene happened. The snowflakes easily penetrated the protective barrier held up by six saint-clothed bishops without any blocking effect.

And when the snowflakes fell on people, a feeling of extreme cold surged through their bodies, a coldness that penetrated deep into their souls.

People's vitality was crazily absorbed by the black snow, and was drained out in the blink of an eye. Their bodies turned into shriveled ice sculptures and fell to the ground, with pieces broken everywhere.

At this moment, people's eyes were filled with fear, and they began to hide like crazy, hiding under corpses and hiding in buildings.

Because they know that once they are touched by snowflakes, they will die.

But it's no use, no use at all!

The snowflakes fall so slowly, and cannot be blown away by the wind or melted by fire. No matter whether you use skills to attack, or you use defense to hide under obstacles.

All will be penetrated by snowflakes, as if nothing can prevent the snow from falling.

People can only watch the snowflakes falling slowly, getting closer and closer to their bodies, unable to escape, unable to avoid...

The process of waiting for death is undoubtedly a huge torture.

People ran away in all directions, shaking their heads in fear: "No! No! I don't want to die? Please let me go, please! Oh~"

I saw a sick smile on Ren Jie's face, and he raised an index finger to his lips:

"Shh~"

"Death is cold and silent. I have experienced this feeling more than once. I hope you can experience it too."

"Be quiet, okay? It's normal to be afraid..."

"As for begging for mercy, let's forget it."

"When you were yelling at Mei Qian to die and wanted to burn him in the fire, did Mei Qian... ever ask for mercy?"

"Even if he begs for mercy...are you willing to let him go?"

"You won't let him go! I... won't either!"

The snow...is still falling.

Anyone touched by the snowflakes will be drained of their life force and turn into ice sculptures and fall to the ground. The black snowflakes will also be dyed red.

Under the falling snow, people fell down like wheat. Those who begged for mercy, screamed out of fear, or even cursed, were all devoured by the ghost.

This is a silent death.

In the blink of an eye, the black snow under Ren Jie's feet was three feet deep, and countless bodies fell to the ground, covered in black snow.

Even the snow blanket was dyed black and red.

Holding a knife, Ren Jie walked on the ruins covered with black snow. Every step he took made a "crunching" sound on the snow.

There are corpses everywhere underfoot, and life...is passing by silently.

And the six ninth-level saint-clothed bishops were still resisting tenaciously.

Using the shadows of gods to resist ghosts, even if black snow falls on them, the majestic life force cannot be absorbed in a moment.

At this moment, the eyes of the saintly bishops looked at Ren Jie, full of resentment!

"Ren Jie! You have the guts to come after us? How can you attack these ordinary people?"

"You will be punished for committing such a shocking crime!"

Ren Jie said with a smile:

"Huh? Really? Retribution? Maybe...but you guys probably won't be able to see it."

"Even now, are you still unwilling to tear off the hypocritical mask on your faces?"

"very good!"

As he spoke, Ren Jie stepped forward through the black snow,

"I'm here for you, right? I agree to your request!"

"I hope you can carry it a little longer and give me enough joy!"

"Soon...you will know that death! will be my gift!"

"Inner demon...illusion!"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying wave burst out in Ren Jie's body.

Saint-clothed Bishop Feng Ling felt as if his body was instantly withdrawn from the battlefield.
Chapter completed!