Killing Game: Awakening the Undead Power at the Beginning

For a while, Lu Yuan was a little stunned.

The visitor looked at him calmly like this, did not speak, and his eyes were warm like a spring of water.

The murderous intent on Lu Yuan's body actually began to slowly converge.

He had been alone for decades and had never seen any of the Humans.

Now he not only saw it, but also a person he knew very well.

Su Yunxin, this temperamental woman who sacrificed herself to resurrect Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan also looked at her silently, knowing in his heart that he was in an illusion, but for some reason, he was a little unwilling to wake up.

Perhaps it was because he knew that he owed too much to the woman in front of him, and it was the kind of debt that could not be repaid.

Over the years, Lu Yuan has not thought of her.

Sometimes, he even thought that if Su Yunxin hadn't died, maybe between them...

In the killing world, Lu Yuan had no idea of falling in love at all, but the moment he met Su Yun's heart at this moment, the heart that had been soaked in killing for decades actually had a little more temperature. As if time had returned to before entering this place, Lu Yuan's heart was full of mixed feelings, and many thoughts came to his mind at this moment, and he finally slowly opened his lips: "Long time no see."

Su Yunxin did not answer him, which further confirmed to Lu Yuan that Su Yunxin in front of him was an illusion, which might disappear at some point.

The two looked at each other silently, and although they did not speak, there were indescribable emotions in their eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Yuan found that Su Yunxin's figure had completely disappeared.

His state of mind had just calmed down, and the environment around him began to change drastically again.

Change again, and a new world.

This is a desolate battlefield, the sounds of fighting, roaring, roaring, crying, laughter, tearing, the sound of weapons piercing the body.

The two sides of the battle are humans, but the enemy is no longer a black monster, but a race of heavens.

Lu Yuan's originally convergent killing intent burst out instantly, and the black-red aura on his body was already rich to the extreme, and within a radius of several miles, all of them were enveloped by this aura on his body.

Although he knew that the scene in front of him was also an illusion, Lu Yuan still subconsciously brought himself into the side of the Terrans.

Although the Terrans are strong, they are not worth mentioning compared to the ten thousand races.

The bodies of countless Terrans were torn into pieces, and bright red blood spilled on the ground, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

The thunder in Lu Yuan's hand had surged to the extreme, but when he controlled the thunder and roared out, it instantly penetrated the body of the alien race and did not fall on the enemy.

He was slightly stunned, the scene in front of him was not only an illusion, but he was not in the same dimensional space as him.

As

far as his eyes could see, Lu Yuan saw an alien swung his arm like a long knife and slashed through.

He instantly cut off the heads of several low-level Terrans.

Not only that, the other party seemed to be dissatisfied, and out of nowhere, he took out a long stick and actually strung the heads of these people together.

Bright red blood gurgled down, staining the palm of the alien race, and there was still some warmth, but not only did he not feel oozing, but his face also showed a cruel, even crazy smile.

He waved the club covered with human heads and cheered on the battlefield.

All this made Lu Yuan feel painful, and he urged his powers and laws several times irrepressibly, wanting to kill them, but he couldn't.

From the moment he appeared here, he was doomed to act only as a bystander.

He watched a personal race being killed by ten thousand races, and the despair in his heart accumulated little by little, and his eyes had already radiated black and red streamers.

A pair of eyes is more like hollow.

This battlefield seemed to be boundless, and Lu Yuan's divine sense could not detect the end at all.

The killing spread everywhere, and Lu Yuan walked in it as if walking in hell.

The desperate cries of those Terrans, the mournful cries for help, the groans of pain, the sound of corpses falling to the ground.

He had killed many races, and in the yellow sand space before, the black monsters he had killed had become so large that it was difficult to record in words.

But this was the first time he had come as a spectator to watch a killing feast.

Because the victim of this killing was the Terrans, Lu Yuan did not want to look directly, but he found that he could not divert his attention at all, and he could not even close his eyes for a long time.

Invisibly, there was a force that forced him to look down

, the expression on his face became more and more indifferent, and the gloom and depression accumulated in his heart became more and more intense.

This thought came up in his heart.

Don't look at the fact that their Terrans are now mixed up in the killing battlefield, but all this is because when killing the battlefield, the Heavenly Dao is biased towards their side, because they are the objects of judgment.

But in the heavens, because the Terrans have lost the posture of becoming gods, and the only gods have also been determined because of the fragmentation of the golden dragon of luck, not only is there no possibility of going further, every point of divinity in the body is used, one point less, and when all the divinity disappears, I am afraid that it is like a god of strength, and can only rely on the flesh to fight.

The loss of the Fortune Golden Dragon and the Heavenly Dao Protected Terran Race is tantamount to a tiger falling into Pingyang, and countless races want to shoot it down Shen Tan.

This scene that Lu Yuan saw, this battle, is most likely the current situation of the Heavenly Race today.

But the more like this, the more Lu Yuan felt that the sense of depression in his heart became stronger and stronger.

When he was walking on this battlefield, his mood changed extremely quickly.

When he encounters the Terrans killing the Ten Thousand Races, he will feel relieved, and when the Ten Thousand Races kill the Terrans, he will be angry, or regretful, and when he sees that the Ten Thousand Races not only kill but also humiliate the Terrans, he is even more angry and murderous.

But these are slowly reduced over time.

In the end, no matter what happens, the eyes are calm like the undercurrent of the deep sea, the surface is calm, but I don't know how many whirlpools and murderous intentions are hidden.

The whole person also tends to be restrained and peaceful.

As for what he was thinking in his heart at this time, only Lu Yuan knew.

I don't know when it started, the sky suddenly drifted scarlet rain.

Lu Yuan initially thought that this was also an illusion, but when he didn't want the rain to fall on him, it was extremely real.

Although the rain is red, it does not smell at all.

He found that in this pouring rain, everything around him began to slowly disappear.

Those corpses hoarded on the ground, the ten thousand races and human beings who are fighting.

In the end, even the rapid and bloody wind, the ground, mountains, and even the sky gradually disappeared and disappeared.

The vision became more confused than ever.