Chapter 560 Dark Shadow

Haiyi said with anger on his face: "Zheng Wentian! Don't you know where you went wrong until now? Without Heaven, all mortals would have died long ago. These short-sighted guys just want to win for a little bit of power. If you want to go against Heaven, you actually join them?"

Xiangtong angrily shouted: "Why should mortals compete with immortals and gods? Destroy him!"

"Break his arms and legs!"

Seeing Zheng Wentian's stubborn appearance, more than a dozen immortals and gods gradually became angry and excited. This Zheng Wentian was not only bad, but also stupid. He was simply hopeless. For that inexplicable reason, he actually wanted to betray the people he grew up with. Companion, betraying the elders who taught him.

In anger, Hai Yi smacked out his palm, and the sixth level's spiritual power turned into a dragon shape and rolled towards Zheng Wentian.

But the next moment, a look of panic suddenly flashed across the face of Zheng Wentian in front of him, his eyes widened, and he looked behind Haiyi and others.

"Who is it?" At the same time, everyone present also felt an extremely cold breath rising from behind them, and they all turned around and launched an attack.

But after turning around, I found it was completely empty. Where was anyone?

When he looked in the direction of Zheng Wentian and others, he saw a huge black mouth suddenly appear on the ground, swallowing Zheng Wentian and the others in one gulp, and disappeared into the ground.

In the darkness, a strange sound came slowly, like the sound of chewing food, as if the earth was tearing apart the bodies of Zheng Wentian and the others, casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

"What the hell?" Haiyi suddenly looked towards the direction of the sound and asked, "Who is there?"

Following Hai Yi's pointing, a ray of fire swept over and illuminated the darkness.

But I could barely see a black shadow flashing past, and then there was nothing.

Light laughter sounded in the darkness, but it only made everyone feel a sense of coldness and something wrong. It seemed that they could vaguely hear an ethereal voice calling Hai Yi's name.

"Hai Yi..."

Someone said: "What on earth is it?"

Xiangtong's face paled slightly: "Have you ever heard of the legend about this construction site..."

Some people didn't believe it and said: "Deformed bodies that eat corpses? Are you kidding... That's just a scary ghost story."

"Let's go over and take a look. I think someone is up to something."

Haiyi stopped them: "Something is wrong. Let's go and go back to talk to Brother Xiang about this matter."

Haiyi felt a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart and led everyone outside.

But just after taking a few steps, I saw a line of handwriting written in black mud on the wall in front of me: "Haiyi...save me..."

The ferocious font made Haiyi and others' hearts jump. He shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone. The other party didn't attack us directly, which means he can't deal with us directly. Let's leave as soon as possible and report the matter. "

The group of people continued to walk outside, and soon saw black mud emitting stench on a wall, but this time the black mud did not turn into writing, but a figure vaguely emerged.

Everyone walked around the wall and continued to walk outside. On the next wall, there was still a human figure painted in black mud, but the human figure looked more clear and vivid, as if a person was trapped in the wall and was beating on the wall. .

When they reached the third wall, someone pointed at the human figure on the wall and said in panic: "Then... is that Zheng Wentian?"

Haiyi looked ugly and did not speak, but the human figure on the wall was lifelike, just like a real person. Even the pores and hair could be seen clearly, as if there was really a person sealed in the wall. Struggling to press against the wall, even biting his finger, he was writing a message for help with blood.

The smelly black words written on the wall just now were written in blood by Zheng Wentian on the wall?

"Something's wrong... Let's go and call someone over." Haiyi looked ugly and led everyone to continue to leave quickly.

But on the next wall, you can see that Zheng Wentian's figure has become twisted and weird. His eyes are as big as two light bulbs, and the corners of his mouth are cracked to the base of his ears. What's even more shocking is that Zheng Wentian's body is faintly protruding. It hit the wall and seemed to be trying to get out from inside.

A hoarse voice came from the wall: "Help...save...me..."

Xiangtong panicked: "What...what should I do?"

Someone said at a loss: "Zheng Wentian was caught and thrown into the wall?"

Haiyi felt a little confused in his mind. Looking at Zheng Wentian who seemed to be breaking through the wall in front of him, he felt strong uneasiness in his heart.

At this moment, an immortal god couldn't stand the creepy feeling and launched an attack directly: "Pretend to be a ghost! Get out of here!"

boom! Before Haiyi could stop him, he saw the wall shattered, and Zheng Wentian inside also shattered, turning into puddles of thick black liquid and falling to the ground, emitting a strong fishy smell.

Some of it also splashed onto the attacker, causing him to immediately feel disgusted and want to use his spiritual power to shake off the black mud.

"What the hell is this?"

"Is he really Zheng Wentian? Why did it become like this?"

"What exactly hit him?"

The immortal who had just launched the attack and was splashed by the black mud suddenly smiled strangely.

The immortal god beside him asked in confusion: "Yansen, what's wrong with you?"

Yanmori did not speak, but turned around and ran away, rushing into the darkness with a strange smile.

Haiyi immediately shouted: "Yansen! Come back!"

Everyone immediately chased after him, but the other party exploded at a speed that was much higher than before. After everyone chased him for a while, they couldn't catch up with him, and they could only watch the other party disappear into the darkness.

Until a smell came over, everyone followed the smell and finally saw Yanmori's appearance on a wall.

On the wall, Yanmori looked at the wall with a horrified look. He stretched out his fingers and applied something on the wall, leaving a line of black writing. The black writing seemed to be the writing left by his blood: "Kill." I!"

Seeing this scene, Xiangtong took a step back in fright: "Yan Sen was also eaten into the wall? What happened?"

At this moment, everyone felt that everything in front of them seemed to be in a fog. They kept thinking, but they felt that they could not think of anything. Their minds were in a blur, and it seemed that everything was beyond their understanding.

Haiyi felt the same way. His mind was in chaos now and he just wanted to leave here immediately.

But the next moment, there was a sudden pain in his head, like countless boiling water being poured into his brain, and he couldn't help but scream.

Countless whispers flowed through his mind, and fragmented images flashed before his eyes.