The cross, or Archbishop of disaster, retracts his tentacles, which is a subconscious action.

With people touch the hot carbon, hastily take back a truth.

But he did not expect that his action of taking back actually brought up the hot and red carbon.

And the other side will laugh, but also to their own face

"Wow..."

The cross on the east side of the town reacted quickly and got rid of the tentacle.

There was an angry expression on his face. It was the first time that he abandoned part of his body.

Only at this time, Lu Xin's body had been pulled into the air, higher than the height of the cross.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the head of the cross. The Archbishop's frightened eyes and the corners of his mouth were wide open.

The other arm was raised high, and the whole arm was filled with black particles that vibrated violently.

With the momentum of falling, he hit the top of the cross heavily.

……

"Sizzling..."

On the head of the cross in the East, the Archbishop's expression became frightened and uneasy.

The brain suddenly burst, countless nerve tissue and blood vessels, at the same time upwelling out.

It's like a piece of land, which reveals a snake's nest, constantly wriggling and pestering.

In the dazzling scene, there are countless snake mouths biting upward.

Looking at this scene, Lu Xin is really

... excited.

He raised his arm high and hit the snake nest straight down.

The whole arm, covered with black particles, looks like wearing a black glove.

"Poof..."

Crazy and tragic breath appeared, black particles infiltrated the snake nest, hit up countless splashes of plasma.

Then his body, falling fast, ran through the whole cross.

Like a hot knife cutting butter, his body quickly fell to the ground, smashing the town into a huge broken glass like pit.

In a good mood, he looked up to the front again.

This is like a giant like the cross, is quietly to the two sides apart, heavy hit on the ground..

……

"Why

One of the crosses fell, and the other three were at the top of the cross. The Archbishop's expression became frightened at the same time.

They looked at themselves in the East with indescribable complexity.

Something beyond cognition comes to mind. They can't understand why their own power doesn't work in any way, let alone why they can easily divide their own power, or even directly

... destruction?

"Ha ha ha..."

When they had this question in their heart, Lu Xin had already sent out a low laugh and strode forward.

With the help of some of his younger sisters, he ran wildly among the intricate buildings in the town, like a looming spider.

"Back up!"

The cross in the North screamed.

There was an invisible force sinking from the end into the town.

The buildings of the town suddenly come to life, the roads wrinkle and the houses move together.

It's like one obstacle after another blocked Lu Xin's body.

But Lu Xin didn't look at it either. He gave up climbing and jumping. He dropped his head and hit it.

"Boom..."

The hard but folded bluestone Bridge Road in front of him was smashed directly by him, and he couldn't even feel the impact of power. It was like the bluestone road had been broken when he came, which was very simple.

Or, it's not fragmentation, it's giving way.

Qingshiban road was eager to make way for him, so he did not hesitate to collapse.

It's not just slate.

Lu Xin strode forward, looking ordinary, and the speed was only a little faster than ordinary people.

This is a world woven by spiritual power, but where he passes, there is a straight line.

All the spiritual forces are competing to give way, so no matter the folded road or the overlapping houses, they moan, and at the same time, they make a clear sound like broken glass bottles and tear layers of thick paper, hiding from him to both sides.

In front of the road, facing the human cross in the north, the Archbishop's face has shown endless panic.

But Lu Xin was facing him and suddenly showed a smiling face.

It's very polite.

……

Boom boom!

In this instant, it became chaotic. Even the two crosses in the southwest didn't know what happened.

No matter what happens in this spiritual world, they will know instantly.

But now, because the world is so chaotic, all kinds of information flow into their minds, but they can't react.

At this time, they can only look like ordinary people to the north of this chaotic town.

Looking at the cross in the north, it became shorter and disappeared quickly.

"How can there be such power?"

An indescribable horror was enveloping them.

This kind of violence is unreasonable, as if it can tear up all the power, completely shocked them.

They did not care to think about other things, the two crosses, at the same time began to move in the direction of Lu Xin.

The arms have been bent in the middle and crossed in front of the chest.

"I order you..."

At the same time, the blue pupil shrinks tightly, as deep as the ocean, reflecting all the scenes in this small town.

The two voices overlap and interweave

"Feel the disaster, feel the pain."

"I order you..."

"Open your eyes and see the truth."

"I order you..."

"Feel misfortune, incarnate disaster..."

“……”

When their voices ring, everywhere in the town, those who are miserable or unfortunate, those who cry.

At the same time, they were manipulated by a kind of spiritual force, and they howled.

Those hidden in the memory of the pain suddenly revealed the original shape, everyone's body, began to crack, a trace of black tentacles grew out, and then the body also changed, a piece of black petals extended.

The whole sunny town suddenly became gloomy.

Big black flowers are in full bloom in every corner of the town, with a cold atmosphere.

The smell of disaster filled the town again.

At the same time, with the continuous spread of this cold power, the East and the North roared.

It's two huge crosses that Lu Xin destroyed just now.

Their scattered flesh and bones suddenly closed, and with the blessing of some force, they instantly interweaved and overlapped. Starting from their feet, they began to weave nerves, blood vessels and flesh, just like the counter current of time, and appeared in the original position again.

Not only that, the whole small town world began to shake violently.

Suddenly, with a loud noise, more crosses fell from the sky.

……

……

One by one, around this false Town, as if forming a dense wooden fence, solid.

On every cross, there is a face of the Archbishop of disaster.

They were close together, watching the town with a kind of indifference.

"I am a disaster."

The voice of the Archbishop of disaster seems to have come down from all over the world, giving people a sense of will.

It seems that it is a mistake just to have the idea of resistance.

"Misfortune is in your past life, you can't disobey..."

"Misfortune goes with you, you can never escape..."

“……”

“……”

A huge torrent of voices filled the whole town, and more and more black flowers bloomed on the unfortunate people.

Mingled with the cold atmosphere, Lu Xin seemed to be trapped in the middle of the town.

All around him were overlapping crosses, and the longer they grew, the higher they were, almost supporting the sky.

The black flowers bloom gradually, drowning the only lively and lively cry in the town before. Under the flowers, the brambles are connected together, forming a huge forest. Lu Xin is trapped by countless brambles, like a steel prison.

He moved slightly, hissed, and suddenly a long wound appeared on his body.

Wound, a strange emotion breeding into the body, suddenly let his eyes flashed a bloody face.

It's the last thing he wants to touch in his memory.

But these thorns seem to have a kind of power, suddenly pull the pain of your deep memory in front of you.

It's upsetting.

"Pa!"

Lu Xin was angry and waved away. The black particles on his hand immediately submerged a black thorn bush with a total area of 34 square meters, and then destroyed it into nothingness. But the next moment, these black thorn bushes spread again, and he was still trapped in the middle.

Taking a broad view, the whole town is full of black thorns. He is like a young man with a sickle in the face of a wave of wheat.

Each piece of straw in his hand can't last for a second, but the whole piece of wheat wave makes people feel heavy.

……

Between the thorns, he couldn't move.

A move will be thorned by thorns, a thorn, the mind will emerge countless memories they do not want to recall.

These memories can disturb people's attention and bring a sense of pain.

In short, it's like a behavior that likes to expose people's scars in a quarrel. It's very destructive.

Around countless crosses, indifferent eyes down, eyes become cold.

The voice of the Archbishop of disaster is like the will of the whole world:

"This is my world, and all spiritual powers are under my control, including yours."

"I can give you disaster, or I can regenerate forever."

"In this world, I am the spiritual Lord. How can you disobey my will?"

“……”

The sound is like the thunder in the sky, which contains infinite power.

Around the thorns suddenly began to continue to grow, desperately extend their own thorns, like the devil.

These spikes, like sharp swords, pierced Lu Xin from all directions.

"Plop..."

Among the black thorns, Lu Xin stood quietly.

Heart is still beating, every time, as if you can shock people dizzy.

He looked at the endless black thorns around him, with a look of appreciation on his face, and then looked up at the disaster Lord.

He was very friendly and serious, but his smile was a little exaggerated

"Are you telling me?"