Lu Shaozhen felt that he was in a dilemma. This place seemed to be a preset hub by the hidden man, and it was simply a special place for him.

What should I do now? Lu Shaozhen took a deep breath, and the consciousness that suddenly surged into his mind was as if an electric current shocked his thoughts of moving forward. He had to re-examine the current situation.

I saw that there were relatively wide floor-to-ceiling windows on the platform where the stairs turned. This form of window was rare in the last century, but it was not without it. For example, in this hospital, it was the best argument. The floor-to-ceiling windows looked extremely blurred, and the glass was covered with traces of rain, and the dust was like the corpses of insects in crystal amber, with clear patterns showing the changes in history.

At this time, the faint light shone in from outside. This cold light was like a revelation of a god. When it shone on Lu Shaozhen's pupils, what did it suddenly sound? It was noon now and the sun was hanging high. The color of the sun should represent the blazing golden color. How could it be the cold and dark glow of the present?

If the description is detailed, this dim and bright light is like the moonlight on the cemetery, lingering in unison on the branches of vampires and bats. At this moment, it uses the same atmosphere, setting the surrounding environment to a mysterious level.

On the wall, the peeling paint was soaked by liquid and foamed, like some kind of disgusting insect eggs intensively reproduction. After Lu Shaozhen roughly understood the surroundings, his eyes fell on the black shadow again. He saw that the black shadow had no intention of escaping, and even his body leaned forward with the iron handrail.

"What the hell are you?" Lu Shaozhen suddenly felt a lot of crisis in his heart. The courage of the man just now disappeared without a trace. The identities of the pursuers and the pursuers were quietly changing.

The thing leaned forward with the handrail, and his face, which was like a cloud of black fog, suddenly emitted an incredible luster, but the whole luster was a flash in the pan, and then it was hidden again in the invisible abyss.

"Feel the call of fate, hunter, come here." The black shadow's voice seemed to come from hell, the lava was boiling and ethereal, extremely charming.

Lu Shaozhen couldn't help but be stunned. When did he see this situation? This was the first time he felt completely shocked after learning that he was a demon hunter.

There was a certain force in the illusory part of the body that was about to move. The pulse sound that Lu Shaozhen had heard was once again thunderous, "Bang, bang, bang", powerful and powerful, endless.

"Hunter, come here, this is your real home, the demons roar, hell surrender, the world will tremble in the cradle of your arrival, and the real gods will feel unprecedented horror for this!"

Such a sound was circulating in the stairwell, and Lu Shaozhen felt more and more uncontrollable erraticity of his spiritual sense, as if sleepy was overwhelming. He felt that his eyelids were heavy as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

How could this happen? What kind of force makes you so sleepy? That thing calls yourself a "hunter". Does this mean a demon hunter? He knows his identity when he hears his tone, and he is not only limited to knowing, but also knows it well.

Lu Shaozhen felt his steps unstoppable walking forward. He hurriedly shouted in the darkness: "What the hell are you? If you tell me, I can go upstairs by myself!"

That thing was indifferent, and its wizard's curse-like sound was monotonous and straight, making people feel as if they were chanted by the Holy See's choir. The spiritual brilliance bathed in cannot be measured.

Then, Lu Shaozhen knew in his preconscious that his consciousness was abnormal, so a faint resistance was brewing.

The demon voice seemed to be trying to pull his thoughts out of the sky, but at this moment, his mind felt like it was falling into the deep sea. The loud noise carried the earth-shaking energy almost blew his entire sea of ​​consciousness to boil. Lu Shaozhen let out a wail in pain, as if two completely opposite and opposite forces were acting together on his nerves. He felt that his fragile consciousness was like a thin piece of paper about to be torn to pieces.

A loud and ethereal voice resounded through the sky. This sound carries endless loneliness and echoes on the lonely sea level. Lu Shaozhen heard such a sound for some reason. He closed his eyes in pain but saw a huge creature about to emerge on the sea!

The intersection of dark blue and darkness, the majestic and atmospheric sea waves surge, like the colliding and fusion of colors under the painted brush of the Impressionist master, giving people a strong visual impact!

The long whales pass through the waves, and all things fall into life! The wail of the ocean overlord is filled with despair of enemies. The hero's end of the world is always a great regret for living beings, and the natural shocking power is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"Master, now is not the time to be trance. I can buy you some time and run away while your consciousness is still under control. It will be too late if it is too late!" Hongjun came from nowhere and appeared inexplicably.

Lu Shaozhen was absolutely on the top of the sky above the endless sea. The same ethereal and loud woman's voice responded to the giant whale in the deep sea. The heaven and earth sounded together, and the world was in harmony for the ages. Then the universe was upside down, rising and falling day and night. Lu Shaozhen raised his head and saw that the blue sky turned into a deep sea at this time. The sea water was full and not exposed, and he was powerful without anger.

"I know it is extremely difficult to get out of being entangled by that ghost thing, let alone for you who are so weak now, but you have to bear the responsibility on your shoulders. No matter how great the suffering you suffer, you need to overcome, for the people we love and for those who help us. Isn't it?" Hongjun seemed able to understand Lu Shaozhen's feelings at the moment. Her purpose was very obvious, that is, to let Lu Shaozhen leave, but the way she took was very intriguing, that is, to hold back the excitement and speak in a relatively calm tone.

Lu Shaozhen was in great pain at this time, but this pain was almost certain for Lu Shaozhen, who had experienced the tragic thorn net. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hongjun, what is that thing!"

"Now is not the time to explain these." Hongjun said, "I shouted for three, two, and one countdown. After the countdown, I will release energy to slightly resist the constraints of that thing, but the time is very short. Master, are you ready?"

Lu Shaozhen nodded solemnly. He looked at the white clouds floating in the distant and fantastic blue sky below his feet, and his cheeks were bulging high.
Chapter completed!