Juggernaut should have meat costumes

While thinking, Huang Xing stroked the white seal on his body, which was left by the acid rain before turning into a god.

The evil spirit in the dark attacked Huang Xing with acid rain, which also made Huang Xing have a relationship with it.

This kind of "fate" cannot be seen by ordinary people, but Huang Xing possesses the apocalypse, which is a super skill that initially involves the seventh sense mana consciousness.

And the seventh sense mana consciousness includes the past, present, and future.

When Huang Xing touched the white seal on his body, the first thing he felt was the present.

"This is the white mark left on my body by the acid not breaking through my surroundings."

Then comes the future.

"After a second, it will completely dissipate due to my self-healing ability."

The thoughts in his heart were slightly divided, and Huang Xing also sensed the "past" of acid rain.

Bai Yin turned into acid liquid, and the acid rain lifted into the sky and turned into dark clouds. This is the rough past. With the influx of Huang Xing's divine power, more of the past appeared.

The thick dark clouds turned into "ink ink", and because of the attack, Huang Xing saw a mass of evil spirit turned into ink, splashing ink on an ink painting scroll formed a cloud of acid rain.

"The evil that attacked me was an ink painting. Go on, let me see where you are."

A ruthless voice sounded, and then, the past reappeared, and the ink painting continued to retrograde, turning into evil spirits and drifting around (the evil spirits are normally condensed by ink paintings, but now they are played backwards), spreading around with the evil spirits , Led by the evil spirit, Huang Xing saw a dilapidated house, and also saw the ink painting in the house.

"Got you!"

"Got you!"

There were two consecutive voices, one was from Huang Xing, and the other... was from the evil spirit.

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Chapter 462

Relying on the seventh sense of the apocalypse, Huang Xing sensed the source of this strange world, and the evil spirit also sensed Huang Xing who was using divine power!

The moment Huang Xing was discovered, all the evil spirits in this treacherous territory rioted. Some evil spirits blocked all directions, and some evil spirits gathered to hinder Huang Chen's actions, and Huang Chen's actions were also very fast.

It didn't mean to fly over there, when the evil spirit was rioting, a blue halo appeared from the foot where Huang Xing was standing - a zigzag path.

The mysterious blue light circle connects the two places. Looking inside the blue light circle from the outside, one can clearly see a dilapidated house, which is the location of the evil that Huang Xing just pushed out with his mana consciousness.

When the blue light circle connected the two places, the dragon hunting sword held in Huang Xing's hand also directly let go and fell towards the light circle, the tip of the sword reached the dilapidated hut.

And at the same time as the dragon-hunting sword and gun fell, there was a spirit of punishing evil from Huang Xing's mouth.

"In the name of justice, you are evil, accept the punishment!"

As Huang Xing's words of punishing evil came out, the flames on the dragon hunting sword and gun suddenly rose sharply, and finally, a 500-meter sacred flame sword covered the body of the dragon hunting sword and gun.

[Gold Skill - Justice of Demacia]

The sacred flame sword is like the weapon of the gods. Just floating in the air, it dispels the black mist covering everything, and shocks the evil creatures within a few miles.

"Unable to obtain the aura of heaven and earth and the blessing of human justice has indeed reduced the power of the skill. It is only 500 meters away, alas!"

Huang Xing was dissatisfied, but the Xie Chong of the ink painting who was targeted was panicked.

When Huang Xing sensed the evil spirit, although the ink painting couldn't see what Huang Xen was doing because the evil energy of the place where he stood was exhausted, the deadly sense of crisis still made it feel bad.

But before it could make any response, a deep blue hole appeared in the thousand-meter sky above the house where it was located, and then, a weapon that made it feel panic flew out of the air, locking it completely.

"Once that weapon hits my body, I will die!"

This is the evil's foreknowledge, and it is also the source of its palpitations. Under such a crisis, it immediately made all its countermeasures.

The one-hour battle just now made the ink and wash painting know that it could not influence Huang Xing, so at this critical moment, it no longer wanted to influence Huang Xing, but used the condensed evil spirit as ink on the ink and wash painting to copy out A picture.

Because it is the most critical moment, the ink painting condenses the most familiar and convincing images.

Surprisingly, that scene was not weird evil spirits, or weird items, not even the various god statues and various palace defenses that Huang Xing had guessed, what appeared in the ink painting was a figure with his back facing the world.

The figure not only turned its back to the world, but also looked very blurry, but it perfectly matched the ink painting.

"This feeling, this image is what ink painting was originally imprinted on."

At the same time that enlightenment rose in his heart, he used the dragon hunting sword and gun as the foundation, and the great sword condensed with the fire of justice and the power of justice also fell from the sky.

The falling of the big sword was extremely fast, like a stream of light approaching the main body of the ink painting in an instant, and the pressure of the falling sword also shattered the dilapidated wooden house in an instant.

"boom!"

When the wooden house was shattered, the great sword containing the fire of justice also smashed on the ink painting completely, and a shocking explosion sounded from then on.

Amidst the violent roar, the hut and the things for several miles around were all blown into dust by the great sword containing the fire of justice, and there were flames and smoke permeating the land for several miles.

And when the smoke and dust dissipated, Huang Xing, who was looking down from the blue light circle, found that everything above the ground here had been crushed.

But looking at all this, Huang Xing frowned. The pillar of this place, the ink painting, was still floating in front of Huang Xing's eyes. Of course, what blocked the big sword was not the material of the ink painting itself, but the figure in the ink painting.

That figure's back is facing the world, and everything in the world seems to have difficulty facing that back.

"Resist everything, you know it's not that easy!"

Thinking of this, Huang Xing just sighed. When he learned that the strange situation here made the Tianwu City army helpless and could only defend outside, he knew that the evil spirits here were not easy to deal with, and everything in front of him was not unexpected. he expected.

"The ability is indeed weird, but you are not a legend yet."

At the same time as the sound sounded, Huang Xing took a step forward, and he had come to the side of the ink painting from the winding path and the opened passage. At this time, this strange place had been completely blocked by the evil spirit. Chen escaped to make a response.

But Huang Xing didn't intend to escape, he ignored the blockade of the evil spirit, instead he took advantage of the time when the evil spirit blocked the world, he came to the side of the ink painting, and stretched out his hand to grab the scroll.

And just when Huang Xing stretched out his hand, his eyes suddenly wrinkled. The back figure in the ink painting had already turned half of his body at some point. Looking at the half-twisted body, Huang Xing felt inexplicable palpitations. At the same time, a trembling fear enveloped Huang Xing himself.

"When the figure in the scroll is completely turned around, something terrible will happen."

This is the prediction given by Tian Qi, and it is also Huang Xing's judgment.

When making this judgment, Huang Xing didn't stop at all, his hands were like claws, Wanxiang Tianyin had already been used by him.

"This weird thing has to be shredded."

Huang Xing, who didn't want to be attacked unexpectedly, wanted to act first, but he stretched out his palm, but he couldn't do anything to the picture scroll. The image with his back to the world had an inexplicable power. It's like not being able to touch the picture scroll.

"Deviating from the artistic conception of everything, do you need to shoot suddenly at the moment you turn around, or find a substitute to look at the person in the painting, and then shoot while that thing is looking at each other?"

Huang Xing is not stupid, within a few breaths, he thought of some weaknesses of ink painting from some characteristics of ink painting. After all, this is a title, not a legend, and it still has weaknesses.