Apocalypse Paradise

When Wang opened his eyes this time, the scene in front of him was very different from before, with dazzling sunlight, blue sky, white clouds, lakes, woods, and humanoids of various shapes.

Wang Yi still couldn't sense the presence of water elements around him, so he could only rely on himself.

With the preparedness, he could easily avoid the explosion of water balloons, and the crazy killing made his heart feel as calm as dead water.

The air waves caused by the successive explosions of water balloons made Wang Yi's clothes rustle. With the help of the dust generated by the explosion of water balloons that briefly obscured his vision, Wang Yi quickly changed his position.

A hunt for one prey by many hunters begins.

Unlike the low-level thugs in the first three levels, these humanoids obviously knew how to cooperate, and soon Wang Yi's body was covered in scars.

Quickly wiping away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Wang Yi used hydrotherapy to restore his physical condition. In this situation, he could only run or drag.

Continuous bombings left the level in a mess, with rocks shattered, lakes rippled, and trees broken, but the sun was still dazzling and the sky was still blue.

There are also several corpses left behind by humanoid accidental injuries on the bumpy ground.

Finally, the water element in Wang Yi's body was exhausted, and his physical strength was a little weak, but most of the people on the field still rushed towards him one after another.

A humanoid with a leopard head rushed in front of Wang Yi, and his fishy breath hit his face. Wang Yi could clearly see the saliva on the fangs in the leopard head's mouth and the barbs on its tongue.

Wang Yi protected his throat with trembling hands, but the next moment a crisp sound sounded, his palm was bitten off by the leopard's head, and Wang Yi was thrown to the ground.

Other humanoids rushed forward one after another. In Wang Yi's hazy feeling, besides fatigue, he felt pain all over his body.

Gradually, he heard a strange sound, like the cry of a whale in the deep sea or an echo in an empty valley, very ethereal.

Finally he couldn't feel the pain anymore, and his consciousness seemed to be separated from the fragmented body. He saw that his body had been cut into pieces by humanoids, and a humanoid with a crocodile head was holding one of his arms into the lake. Run.

With Wang Yi's death, the place returned to what he had first seen, with humans killing each other.

Everything around him gradually faded into darkness. Before the last ray of light dissipated, Wang Yi saw a bloody jade ring lying quietly in the blood pit.

Darkness swallows everything, but then comes the dazzling sunshine, blue sky, white clouds...

"I seem to be back!"

"Ha!" Although he didn't know what was going on, Wang Yi quickly adjusted his mentality. Since he was still in the illusion, let's continue. He let out a deep breath.

Skillfully avoiding the water balls, he no longer ran away but took the initiative to attack. Even though his physical strength was exhausted faster, it didn't matter, he just wanted to enjoy the wanton killing at this moment.

Seeing the humanoid blood splattering, Wang could only see madness in his eyes, kill, kill, kill!

This time, the time he survived in the level was much shorter than the last time, but the number of kills was far higher than the last time.

Exhausted, he chose not to avoid the water polo this time.

The shock caused by the explosion of the water ball caused his body to be torn apart like a rag in an instant.

Darkness, light, blinding sunlight.

"Ha!" Taking a deep breath, the killing continued.

Death, return.

Wang Yi fell into this reincarnation.

Although he found the weakness of humanoids in the killings, there were too many humanoids in the level. He seemed to be stuck in a game that he could not clear and could only struggle constantly.

The pain was transferred from physical to mental, and Wang Yi's nerves were constantly tense and tense.

In this way, several pictures in the darkness gradually became clear. The wrinkles on the skinny old man's face were clearly visible, the long gray hair had a sharp aura, and the gray scabbard was as unstoppable as an abyss. Measurement.

Wang Yi tried to die directly at the beginning and wanted to see the picture a few more times, but found that it was not possible. He could only see this picture if he died of exhaustion.

Wang Yi's resilience was vividly demonstrated in exhausting battles one after another.

The images that hurriedly appeared and disappeared in the darkness became Wang Yi's obsession and hope in the illusion.

Finally he saw the picture move, and his head that had been looking down at the knife slowly lifted up.

What kind of eyes those were, Wang Yi couldn't describe the shock of looking into them. He just felt that looking at him one more time was like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Turning back again, Wang Yi recalled that feeling, and his whole aura changed, like a sharp blade being unsheathed.

Using his palm as a knife, he easily chopped off the humanoid's head. When he was shocked, his state suddenly disappeared and he couldn't recall it. Wang Yi could continue to squeeze himself. When he was dying, the feeling came up and he split the pig-headed man with one palm. .

Wang Yi grinned with his mouth full of blood, his eyes flashed with light, and then he faced the water polo, "You bastards, wait for me to come back."

Darkness fell, and Wang Yi endured the pain and looked directly into the old man's eyes. He wanted to cry out crazily to relieve the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, but he couldn't make any sound.

Backtracking, killing, death, darkness, again and again, finally Wang Yi saw that the old man's eyes were no longer cold but a hint of amusement, as if he was looking at something quite interesting.

"Did you see it wrong?" Wang Yi didn't have time to think about it, he could already enter the state of unsheathing the sharp blade at any time.

Although this state does not consume much physical energy and elemental power, it is very consuming. He can only enter it for a short time, otherwise he will bleed to death from his seven orifices.

Under the black maple tree, the old sword demon was sitting on a lounge chair with his legs crossed. He looked different from the cold look that Wang Yi saw. He was holding a wine cup in one hand and tasting the wine carefully.

His hair also turned pure black and no longer the grayish white before. As for the wrinkles on his face, he had long since disappeared, but he didn't want to clean it up and let his hair grow unchecked, so he looked very sloppy.

But if you look closely, you will see that he looks like a charming Jianghu guest, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic air...

"Lao Dao, here you go, this month's fall into the abyss."

Wang Yi threw an exquisite transparent porcelain bottle, and the parabola passed through it, and the black liquid inside swayed. Before reaching the highest point, Lao Dao Mo flew to catch it, and the porcelain bottle was carefully held in his hand.

Then Lao Dao Mo took out a small black jar from his arms, uncorked the bottle, and poured the black fallen abyss into the black jar until not a drop was left, and then knocked the porcelain jar without giving up.

It can be seen that the old sword demon's love for Fallen Abyss may be second only to his sword, and the black maple tree.

After getting the new share, the old sword demon changed to a larger cup, filled it with Fallen Abyss, drank it all in one gulp, and smashed it into his mouth comfortably.