Bug Master In Doomsday

In addition to the disgusting smell that permeated the blood mist in the blood mist space, it could also isolate people's various feelings, and even the connection of space barriers could be completely isolated.

Wang Mang stood alone on the empty muddy ground, looking around, quiet and silent, there was no sound.

Only when he stepped forward and stepped on the muddy ground did he hear the sound of ‘Para~Para’. Apart from this sound, Wang Mang could only hear his own breathing in this huge space.

A strong sense of claustrophobia slowly enveloped Wang Mang with the thicker blood mist, and his always calm heart began to uncontrollably become anxious and anxious.

This is not a good phenomenon. This kind of body reminder is very dangerous, which means that Wang Mang's body is gradually being affected by the external environment.

The blood mist in the air became more and more red, and when it penetrated into the eyes, it turned strangely into red threads that were as thin as gossamer, drilling into Wang Mang's seven orifices as if there was life.

"Boom~!" The fierce and scorching flame instantly rose up, evaporating and gasifying the blood mist in a radius of several meters.

Wang Mang ran forward two steps a little impatiently, the evil seal knife in his hand seemed to vent his hostility, and he slashed into the air abruptly.

‘Om! 'The flames of Wang Mang's nine golden scales of willow leaves suddenly became several times more intense, and the powerful thrust from the burning energy made Wang Mang like a sharp arrow from the string, chasing the swift knife light towards the unseen space barrier. Fly away.

The blade of light shot for hundreds of miles, and the blood mist was completely divided into two halves in any space that passed, and Wang Mang speeded like lightning on a clear air gully.

After a hundred miles, the only energy consumed was the light of a palm-sized knife, which burst into the air with a ‘pop’, exploding a mist resembling steam.

There was no lack of disappointment in Wang Mang's eyes, his blood-colored pupils flashed a trace of hostility, and he slashed in the direction where the blade light flew without believing in evil.

This knife was a knife that he swelled his arms and tightened his whole body, mobilizing the energy of his whole body and slashing out with all his strength.

The light of the ‘om’ knife flickered, and a quarter of an hour later, Wang Mang once again looked disappointed at the burst of Gang Qi cloud in front of him.

"This is an endless world? Impossible...I have gone through all eighteen levels of hell. As far as the understanding of **** is concerned, although it is perfect, there is finally a glimmer of life."

"But where is this line of life?"

Wang Mang frowned when he asked and answered, his suspended body looked towards the ground, the same mud, just like the original point at the beginning, even the footprints on the ground were exactly the same!

Wang Mangqiang held back the anxiety in his heart, pressed the evil fire, and slowly fell to the ground.

He squatted, grabbed a handful of the mud on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. The faint stench, bitterness, the smell was like... a mass of mud that had been soaked with blood for more than ten years, even blood The smell disappeared.

Wang Mang lowered his head and pondered. After thinking for a while, his five fingers clenched unconsciously, and the mud in his hands was crushed abruptly.

The unsolvable dilemma makes him feel very bad now! ! Even rational thinking is difficult to maintain...

and many more! Reasonable thinking? Could it be the influence of this blood fog? Wang Mang stood up abruptly and looked around in amazement, suddenly the completely crazy blood-red compound eyes of the alien form appeared in his mind!