Lin Fanfei escaped and improved his speed to the extreme.


    But it was useless. The waster just looked at Lin fan who left quickly. He threw out the skin stained with blood.


    "Boom!"


    It seems that many big stars have collapsed at the same time, exploding countless dust lights, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and everything is invisible. This bloody skin has changed the world. If the Buddha has come to Moco hell, demons are rampant, and the creatures in this world are like slaves and will be enslaved.


    Black demon blood flowed on the ground, and the gods bowed their heads above the sky. This skin was so terrible that it seemed to be repeating a fragment of the divine war. There were demons subduing corpses and gods giving their heads.


    Lin Fan was really desperate, because he had done his best, and even playing the pattern of life and death could not prevent the destruction from killing him.


    "Buzz."


    At this time, he hid in the small world, the shroud hummed, and gave Lin Fan a sense of anger, as if he couldn''t wait to rush out and kill.


    This shocked Lin fan.


    You know, the shroud didn''t listen to him at all. It was easy to get it and helped him through the crisis, but most of the time it just floated quietly on the tree of the world and settled on a branch with many stars falling.


    More than once or twice, Lin fan communicated with him and was indifferent to using him to directly kill the wasteland owner. However, at this time, he made an independent threat and issued an urgent need to meet him.


    "Boom!"


    As soon as the small world opened a crack, the shroud rushed out, took countless divine awns and crashed into the bloody magic skin!


    With a bang, the grinding blood flowing on the earth and the fragments suspected of a divine war all trembled in an instant.


    "Woo woo."


    The shroud wailed, like a person crying, and the mottled blood on it turned red. The divine power filled the air and rippled away. This world trembled uneasily. The other world seemed to collapse and could not bear this extreme power.


    "What is this?"


    "Oh, my God! What a breath! Hundreds of millions of miles away, I have to kneel down and dare not look up. Like a real God, it has crossed the long river of time and become contemporary."


    Some great powers shouted in horror and knelt on the ground shocked by the vast divine power. They didn''t want to, but their bodies and spirits disobeyed their will and had to kneel down and worship the broken ''rag''.


    "Roar..."


    That piece of magic skin is also powerful, and the black blood flowing out is even more terrible. This piece of skin is no more than the size of a palm, but the endless black blood leaches from its pores and drowns countless magnificent mountains and rivers.


    The black blood became a sea and surged to the sky. Unexpectedly, a dark hand rose from the Black Sea and grabbed the shroud to drag him into the dark blood sea.


    "Buzz."


    The shroud was only a few feet long, but it shook, covered the sky, extended to nine days, swept tens of thousands of stars, and roared into the dark sea.


    This thrilled the world.


    A group of emperors are asking themselves, even if they do their best, can they be so dignified?


    It''s impossible. It doesn''t look like the power of the emperor. It involves the most fundamental mysteries of heaven and earth and the most fundamental rules and order.


    "Well."


    Terrible divine patterns constantly fly from the shroud, with streamers, hundreds of millions of rays, and bursts of Sanskrit. I heard that someone was explaining the supreme principle of heaven and earth, explaining the true meaning of the avenue in his ear, which made people suddenly realize, such as Hongzhong Dalu.


    But these sound like Sanskrit to all souls, washing the divine sound of the soul; However, it is constantly evolving into layers of shackles, falling into the dark sea of blood, and an illusory divine shadow appears, ruthlessly smashing away with his hand to seal this magic skin directly forever.


    "Hum!"


    On the magic skin, those thick black hairs were killed together after this cold hum, like 100000 magic soldiers cutting heaven and earth, so they cut into the shroud.


    It''s just a piece of cloth and the fur left by some kind of creature; But at this time of the battle, let the spirits wail and let the heroes bow down.


    It also makes those who are determined to climb the peak of monasticism despair and feel that they will never reach this point.


    This is not the relationship between age and age, but an intuition. Even if they live the same life with this world and spend millions of years in hard practice, they have no chance with this realm.


    Lin fan is creepy!


    He didn''t know that the shroud was very strange. It must have great power, but he never thought it would be so strong.


    Even, he was thinking that even his father, the devil, was invincible in nine days and ten places, and climbed to the highest peak of cultivation in the world - Linshen.


    But is there such a power!


    The famine Lord was also thrilled. He seemed to have made a big mistake and took out the forbidden objects that were forbidden by the divine envoy. This did not count, but provoked the terrible things from nowhere. At this time, the two fought fiercely and fought against jiutianzhen Jiuyou, and the world seemed to collapse; In the no man''s land at the edge of the wilderness, I don''t know how many billions of miles have become history and rushed into the depths of the universe.


    "If God has mercy on the world, he will not bring disaster and disaster."


    At this time, a word sounded. It was the envoy of God. He was compassionate and had 108 divine rings around him. At this time, he knelt on the ground and recited some truths, like communicating the inexplicable existence.


    The movement of the shroud over the world stopped, even as people stopped to examine the envoy of God.


    There are strange and unknown fluctuations. The whole world can perceive the mysterious divine sound, but no one can understand it. Of course, except for the divine envoy, he is arguing, like talking about something.


    "Hum!"


    Finally, the shroud sent out a cold hum, shook out a ray of scarlet light, and reflected the earth in more than ten areas into a boundless red.


    "No!"


    The famine Lord roared in dismay because he felt that the scarlet light was aimed at him.


    "Pa!"


    However, there was no worst thing. He was not killed. When the scarlet light hit him, it turned into a blood red palm and pumped it on his face. Half of his face disappeared immediately, and more than a dozen teeth flew away with the blood.


    "Yongfeng!"


    The emissary roared. This was the first time Lin Fan sensed what a temporary God was. It was really terrible. Although he was still in the imperial realm, he actually had some charm. He took over the glory on the sacred mountain, became a pillar of light to the sky, and shot at the restless humming magic skin.


    The shroud was also powerful. It was as big as the size of the fingernail. It also shot at the magic skin.


    The magic skin was suppressed and dragged into the holy mountain by the pillar of light.


    All the terrible battles and the Qi mechanism that made all souls surrender to worship disappeared, and the shroud also disappeared.


    But Lin Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes. He felt that the shroud had entered his small world, still entrenched the branches and leaves of a world tree, and lay dormant again.