Creation God

Chapter 5 Lord of Darkness

The night is quiet and silent.

The white-haired man stepped on the night, and the stars in the sky were overshadowed. The starlight above his head and the boundless night seemed to have become the embellishment of his slender figure. All eyes will be attracted by him. Except for the man, he can no longer tolerate him.

He seemed to be the king in the dark night, coming slowly with supreme majesty.

Wu Pengwei just sat. In his eyes, the other party seemed to be a god who was tall enough to break through heaven and earth. Every move had the power to destroy the world, which made him dare not move easily.

This is at least the pressure that only martial arts-level masters can have, no more leisure.

The roast rabbit in his hand was gradually scorched, but Wu Pengwei did not notice it at all. He lowered his head. Although his eyes did not shoot at the white-haired man, it was clearly formed in his mind.

"The barbecue is burnt..." The white-haired man smiled and sat beside Wu Pengwei, as if he were an old friend. He stretched out a white and slender palm and flicked his fingers on the barbecue. The burnt barbecue instantly turned into a skinned meat rabbit, and a trace of blood kept sliding down from the rabbit's body.

Wu Pengwei's heart sank.

The rabbit meat hit the flame and made a sizzling barbecue sound, which was the real reaction of the collision of flesh and blood and flame, and even the fragrance of meat overflowed out.

This is not a fantasy, but a real scene.

"Concrehating virtual into real, virtual and real reverse?"

Just for a moment, Wu Pengwei understood how powerful this person was. Not only did the power of qi and blood reach the level of martial arts saint, but also the power of divine thoughts reached the peak of terrible creation, only one step away from the refining of gods.

It is completely irresistible.

The white-haired man smiled, waved his big sleeves, explored his hand into the void, took out a pot of wine, took a sip, and said, "I'm very interested in you. I'll give you two choices, or follow me and become a member of the dark. I will teach you the correct art of killing, beyond all the skills and tricks in the world. As long as you like the art of killing, except for the position of the three lords of the three stars, you can't touch all the glory and wealth in the world. Even if you are a secular emperor, there is no problem.

Speaking of this, the white-haired man paused, looked at Wu Pengwei's expression with great interest, and then continued to say, "Another choice is to kill you, refine it into a meat puppet, and enter my fantasy as a dog or guard or something. Choose one of the two. I don't have so much time to pester with you. I only give After your time of a pot of wine, after the time of a pot of wine, you must give me an answer.

The man always smiled when he spoke, and his voice was soft, but it was as cold as the winter wind in February, and his heart was cold.

Wu Pengwei fell into silence. He carefully thought about the way he fought with the man. If it was just a blind touch, he had no chance of winning. Maybe it was just an instant, and it would disappear, but with the soul one and the killing one? Is there any possibility of escaping from the battlefield?

In an instant, almost a hundredth of a second, he came to the conclusion that there was only death, and there was no other possibility.

The gap in strength is too huge.

"Is there no choice?" Wu Pengwei laughed at himself, threw the roast rabbit in his hand on the ground, and said to the white-haired man, "I promised to enter the dark."

The white-haired man didn't expect Wu Pengwei to agree so simply. He only had the answer with a few mouthfuls of wine. He smiled. In his cognition, strong strength was always the best weapon, which could force anyone to bow his head and give in.

There are often only two kinds of people who do not give in, fools or crazy people.

The white-haired man believes that the beautiful big boy in front of him should not be these two people. His previous deeds are very legendary, and he killed several of his subordinates, but it doesn't matter. Give this boy some time, and soon he will be lost in the pleasure of killing, unable to extricate himself, and thus lose himself. Me.

From then on, he has a good chess piece, and An Chen also has a fast knife.

But Wu Pengwei will completely disappear from this world.

There will be no other surprise. The white-haired man smiled and drank all the wine in the pot. From beginning to end, he did not look at Xiang Ruolan lying on the side. In his eyes, the girl without a trace of qi and blood was just an ordinary person, which could be ignored.

"Get up and come with me." The white-haired man got up and strode forward.

Wu Pengwei also followed him according to his words, like a well-behaved follower.

One step, two steps, three steps.

In the third step, Wu Pengwei pulled out the knife, and the electricity pierced into the back of the white-haired man's back. The fast electric flint was only one in a thousand.

The tiger of dark fire is like an arrow through the heart, which suddenly pierces the back of the white-haired man. In an instant, Wu Pengwei specially stirred the blade, and the empty devouring air permeated, wrapping the whole body of the white-haired man in an instant.

Wu Pengwei retreated quickly and ran down the mountain, constantly tearing the void through the infinite Ring. Just a minute later, he appeared tens of thousands of meters away, at the head of another barren mountain.

He is not worried about Xiang Ruolan. Only by staying away from himself can Xiang Ruolan's safety be guaranteed.

As for why he didn't give in to the white-haired man, the reason is very simple. Wu Pengwei knows his identity. The remnants of the secret, and obviously, An Chen and the founder family have an inexplicable relationship. Entering An Chen is no different from looking for death.

It's better to let go and escape.

His last blow seemed to be light without a trace of strength, but in fact, it gathered all the power, releasing 90% of the power of mutated qi and blood, and another one was left to escape.

The trees flew backwards and disappeared without forming a clear reflection. Wu Pengwei's speed is almost out of physical cognition, as fast as a twisted light. It is not the bending of the path, but the speed tearing the air to achieve the ultimate distortion.

Running from one hill to another, running like life.

The scenery changed again and again, but after an hour, Wu Pengwei stopped.

A drop of sweat slipped from his forehead and dripped on the ground. Wu Pengwei tightened the wet palm of his hand and held the "Tiger of Yin and Fire" in his hand. He no longer ran away. Instead, his face was like water and stared at the void in front of him, as if facing a great enemy.

"Huh? Why didn't you run away? Have you found it? Well, it's earlier than I expected."

A cold voice came from the void, and thousands of light gathered in one place from the stars in the night, and finally evolved into a tall figure.

The black robe is added, and the white hair is like snow.

It's the black-haired man.

He floated in the void intact and looked at Wu Pengwei with great interest, like a cat looking at a mouse. "Why didn't you run away? Maybe if you don't stop, you will really be saved the next moment?"

Wu Pengwei smiled, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said lightly, "Why lie to me? I have never left your control at all. This is not a mountain. It should be in your fantasy."

"Haha, okay, I really didn't misread you. You are a talent."

In the laughter, the man slowly fell from the air, and all the scenery changed. The stars in the sky and the mountains dissipated, and finally turned into a dim, boundless darkness. In the darkness, the man was the only light, the only god, high above.

"I'll give you one last chance to submit to me. You can get everything you want, otherwise, I will erase your soul from this world forever." At the man's feet, a high platform composed of white bones was suspended. The high platform was in all directions, engraved with countless runes and ancient characters. The man floated on it, and there were countless pale lights around him.

Wu Pengwei didn't say anything, but put the handle of the knife straight on his chest, straightened his left arm, and his middle finger gently touched the tip of the blade, and a fierce murderous breath came out, if nothing.

"You are looking for death."

The man sneered and flicked his fingers disapprovingly, and then a ball of pale light flew out. At the moment when he fell on the white bone platform, he turned into a five-meter white bone giant, holding a slender sickle and a gray robe, he rushed to Wu Pengwei.

Rushing through, the giant's sickle was held high, and countless cyan winds were formed on its blade, lingering into a huge ghost giant image, pressing down.

This blow is full of the power of the peak of ten thousand enemies.

Wu Pengwei did not hesitate, but moved behind the white bone giant with a flame flash, and then cut out with a knife.

Although the white bone giant is tall, his movements are extremely sensitive. He let go of this fierce blow from an unimaginable angle. The sickle in his hand draws a strange arc and flirts back to Wu Pengwei. There are strange patterns on the blade, each of which contains explosive power, and it will kill him.

Wu Pengwei did not give in, but rushed out like an arrow, hit the arms of the white bone giant, and stabbed it straight.

The giant suddenly put the sickle across his chest and blocked Wu Pengwei's full blow.

At the moment when the blade touched each other, the "red-blooded mad gold gas" surged out, tearing apart like thousands of needles, while the giant burst into the power of cyan wood qi and blood all over his body, which collided with the golden light.

It burst. In the sound of bursting, the giant's sickle tore the barrier of the luminous gas and cut off the head.

Wu Pengwei reached the top of his head with the knife. At the second of touching the sickle, the knife body drew a huge trajectory, and then threw the sickle out.

This formula is extremely clever, which is the combat skill obtained by Wu Pengwei in countless fights.

The sickle was thrown away, and Wu Pengwei's knife stabbed out again.

This time, he used the flame flashing heart method and the thunder heart formula.

Just for a moment, both the power and distance were unexpected by the White Bone Giant. A knife pierced the other party's gray robe, and the handle of the knife was twisted. "Empty devoured" permeated the whole White Bone Giant.

The giant was swallowed up.

And Wu Pengwei also gasped slightly.

This victory was not easy to come by. Although it was just a simple short battle, the time of the test was no more than a minute, but it exhausted Wu Pengwei's mental strength.

All his skills and tricks were exhausted in this short battle.

And the other party is just a ball of thousands of lights and fires, an inconspicuous existence.

The white-haired man on the high platform held his chin in his hand. After watching the scene, he patted his chin encouragingly and said with a smile, "It's a good fight. Since a guy can't deal with you, what about the two?"

The white-haired man snapped his fingers, and then two white lights quietly evolved into two huge monsters. One was the original white-bone giant, holding a sickle but a heavy hammer, and the other was a white wolf, a slender and thin wolf.

But in Wu Pengwei's eyes, his eyebrows frowned.

Such a combination is very troublesome!

If the white bone giant represents the ultimate power, then the white wolf should represent the ultimate speed. Two completely different forces are combined in one place, and the power is superimposed.

And Wu Pengwei, it is quite difficult to deal with any of them.

But he couldn't refuse or leave.

The white-haired man on the high platform has a faint smile on his face, like a scholar full of poetry and a decent smile, but the smile contains the most cruel killing.

He is going to torture Wu Pengwei to death after he plays with him wantonly.

(I'm a little late, the third update on the 18th. Yesterday's white clothes Shengxue, I have changed it. As for the 'no night' typo said by Huanhuan children's shoes, sweat, it's the first time I realize that I know it's wrong, and I will definitely correct it in the future. Thank you for reminding me)