From the beginning, Luo Yu did not expect his "rotation" to kill this old man who has experienced many battles. Due to his own control, he could only fight one-third of his full force field. While using it at the extreme, he would also be affected by backlash.

If the extreme force field turns into repulsive force and pushes out, the palm force that penetrates the world will pull upwards from his arm as soon as it hits. Even if his body is tough, he will not bet whether he can survive the sturdy internal blast; if it turns into suction force, the sharp air flow that absorbs the air will turn into a sharp blade at the first time, cutting him into pieces and suffering from the pain of being lingchi.

The most important thing is... the former moves slowly, even if the power destroys the world, it will be useless if it fails to hit someone. If the latter is not strong enough, he can waste Luo Yu into a skeleton first!

So... whether it is nonsense, whether it is to heal the old man, or to use the "wind tunnel" to create a violent whirlwind airflow, it is just for one purpose.

Let the helpers hiding in the dark accumulate enough strength to produce a truly fatal blow!

At some point, a movement sounded, covering up the fighting momentum of Luo Yu and the others, suppressing the storm created by Luo Yu's power field to silence.

There was only a sound echoing between heaven and earth. Old, like an old and old coughing, hoarseness, like a baby's crying.

"Ga-Ga-Ga-Ga"

On the field dozens of meters away from them, a black hurricane that was dozens of meters long and covered the sky and the sun rose up, contrary to the hustle and bustle bursting and overwhelming momentum, was the cold and strange sound.

The old man who looked over from afar was stunned, and some dark scenes flashed in his mind: on the cold and desolate plains, straw like a lone grave was strewn, countless corpses buried underground poked out their bone fingers, and finally the crows that brushed across the sky roared.

"Taste... the legend of fear that has been passed down for thousands of years in Europe!" Luo Yu, who was covered in bruises on the other side, panting and laughing, "Thanks to this city belong to the place of Western culture, the catastrophe has caused millions of creatures to die for several days. The dark resentment of the world has almost gathered into a negative ocean. Otherwise, I was really worried that this trick would not kill you."

"I..." The old man's face changed, and a faint golden light floated on his body, but it immediately faded quickly. Even if he had superb skills, it was impossible to fight against Luo Yu's force field suction force while operating the extremely consumed Damo golden body.

In the old man's fearful sight, the black hurricane became increasingly swollen, and finally turned into a black tornado that was hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters long. Thousands of dense crows hovered among them, making a shrill and sharp cry, swaying and rushing towards them!

Crows storm

"Ahhhhh!!!" The old man's pupils suddenly expanded to the maximum, and he let out a shrill scream. The storm gathered by the dead, resentment and fear did not have physical impact, but immediately played a more terrifying role.

At a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, the old man's knotty muscles quickly sluggished and contracted, little by little, shriveled and gray, and turned into dead bones in almost the blink of an eye. Endless true energy surged, and his extraordinary skill turned into a dim white canopy. The surging black crow slowly destroyed, but then more dark sky covered his body, squirming and greedily sucking his flesh and blood.

Luo Yu was not feeling well. This storm that gathered the resentment of tens of thousands of creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles had exceeded Federtic's limit. After all, he was not a god representing "doomsday and despair". Even as a "doomsday messenger", he had never controlled such a huge negative force. Even the war-torn Valoran continent maintained an absolute bottom line. How could those scattered tombs after the plague and war be compared with the collapse of the entire plane?

So even though the operator tried his best, Luo Yu was still greatly impacted. The flesh and blood around him were licked by the black crow transformed by the resentful spirit. Even though his vitality was a hundred times better than that of ordinary people, he felt dizzy and weak, and felt exhausted. However, in the blink of an eye, this feeling disappeared.

"Is this..." Luo Yu blinked and woke up, and then he was shocked to find that his arms emitted purple and green fluorescence, and the black crows near his body melted almost instantly, like a candlelight swaying in the night, causing a small piece of black wind that gathered dozens of meters to shine.

At the same time, Luo Yu felt a stream of cold energy pouring into the body from his arms, and immediately entered the vein circulation with a familiar but sensible trajectory, and finally gathered at the key points around his body, spreading into countless silk threads. However, unlike the snow-white silk where vitality gathered, these silk threads were all dark and soaked in a gloomy smell.

"The Heavenly Silkworm Demonic Art?" Luo Yu was shocked and immediately understood what was going on.

Genova and the ancient god were born as star-swallowing viruses. The original meaning of existence was to devour the creatures, dead objects, matter, and consciousness on the entire plane, and finally integrate them into nutrients that cross the starry sky. Naturally, they would not be afraid of storms formed by these mere dark elements. If they were not provoked, it would be fine, but this provocation that was so close to the point was like putting a mouse to the mouth of a hungry cat, which naturally aroused the nature of devouring.

However, these two types of cells are purified after all, and the energy after devouring will not turn into self-reproduction and division, but will continue to pour into Luo Yu's body. According to normal circumstances, it won't take long to die if he explodes directly.

But there was an extremely evil martial arts material in his mind - "Tian Silkworm Demonic Art".

This mental method originated from the concept of Gu poison fighting among the warriors in Miaojiang. It turned the silk that originally healed all things into the "Sky Spider Gu poison silk" that devoured life force. The fastest way to practice is to plunder the life essence of others. But how can the mixed essence of others' flesh and blood compare to the cold spiritual power purified by star-swallowing cells? This continuous and pure and delicious stimulation immediately made Luo Yu's body instinctively relied on the route in memory.

This almost forced infusion made Luo Yu speechless for a moment, and a kind of entanglement mixed with satisfaction and hunger emerged, feeling the endless crazy improvement of the true energy in his body. He simply closed his eyes and barely prevented himself from getting obsessed with it. At the same time, a temporary "insight" function appeared in his mind.

The discovery given by the map made Luo Yu slightly stunned: the vague place hundreds of miles away from him, the two red dots of the representative team members moved rapidly, one in front and one behind, but they ran towards his position in the opposite direction.

"Huh... have these two people joined forces? But I didn't come to chase me... because I found some high-level secret treasure and went to snatch it in a hurry?"

The last two players of the "Master Origin" were naturally uneasy and unhappy. "Ms. Ye" who joined the team temporarily, and the last member of the team, as the captain's senior surname Yue.

But... they are not going to treasure hunting missions now, but playing a game.
Chapter completed!