Chapter 402 Enthusiastic Barber
Inside the tombs of the ancient shadowless kings, on the desolate bloody desert.
The young man who had lost the support of his father had collapsed to the ground, but the faint purple light that covered dozens of feet around him abnormally did not take the opportunity to corrode the man's body.
Instead, it quickly retracts into the depths of the female dancer's snake-like eyes, as if she is shrinking back to the camp in a hurry.
The young man fell to the ground unconscious with a plop, and the female dancer, whose arms were split like deformed scissors, was not much better.
A strangely deep dark color suddenly emerged from the depths of her vertical pupils, which were like snake eyes.
The dark color was as thick as old ink, and the waves were as turbulent as the sky. In an instant, the female dancer's eyes were soaked in black, and the eyes that were shining with a coquettish and blurred purple light were extinguished.
This darkness was like a door closing the female dancer's eyes, and the late purple light wave was also isolated from the door.
The group of snakes transformed by the power of Qi twisted helplessly as if they had lost their backbone, but they soon dissipated into little purple starlight because they lost their dominant consciousness.
The female dancer with dark eyes seems to be suffering from great pain. This pain is even far worse than the pain of melting every inch of the skin when the covering of skin is thrown away. The remaining consciousness in this body can't help but raise its head and look towards it. It burned the sky like a fire, and roared out a harsh and evil sound like the whine of a piccolo with its open throat.
The charred skin had just faded away, revealing the dark red texture of the graceful body, which could not help but twitch, and the muscle fibers that were stretched in the gaps could not withstand the trembling.
The wild and chaotic power hidden deep in flesh and spirit has completely left the female dancer.
Mary Morstan screamed and looked up at the sky. Her eyes were so dark that even the bloody sunset in the distance could hardly leave half of the image on these dark eyes.
But if someone looks directly into the dark eyes of the female dancer, they will be shocked to see that in the two ancient and thick darkness, there is a coquettish and crazy light shining faintly.
The light comes from a giant door that looks like countless door-shaped building blocks.
There are countless tiny gates that are combined to form a giant gate. Thin purple snakes are crazily emerging from the slightly opened cracks of the door, just like the giant gate is covered with dense and creepy hair.
These wildly dancing snake-like hairs have just grown out of the cracks in the door, and are about to open their bloody mouths and roar out words, dismantling the elusive and dark shadows around them.
But before they could utter the first syllable, the entire snake body exposed outside the crack in the door had quietly exploded into pieces, and the broken flesh turned into a mass of blood mist filled with a strange purple glow.
The giant door seemed to have received a quick hair removal service from a terrifying barber. The countless swarms of snakes with tail-like tails turned into a purple mist of blood all over the sky in an instant.
The attentive barber even more thoughtfully cleaned up the dirty blood mist around this guest.
In just an instant, the twisted and thin snakes spreading out from the countless tiny gates that made up the enlightenment disappeared without a trace.
The slightly opened tiny door is exceptionally clean, almost reflecting the bright blood-red glow of the endless heart slowly moving away from the battlefield.
The scary barber was so kind-hearted that he decided to generously offer a complete care and repair package to this long-lost customer.
Unclogging pores, removing hair, repairing cuticles, removing dead skin, detoxifying the lungs...
This whole set of beauty care packages will make everyone tremble.
There were pore-like scars on the door panel and frame that seemed to be eaten by insects or bombarded by fists.
The loose leaves of the door panels cracked and shattered one after another, as if the doors were shaking off their hair in trembling.
The twisted door frames were repaired one after another as if they were being violently hammered, and the fists fell one after another like heavy hammers. The twisted door frames like snakes reappeared with jagged corners, but the frame was already covered with cracks like knives and axes. .
One after another, the tiny door panels peeled off from their surface, just like pieces of redundant and useless calluses and dead skin.
From the depths of the slightly opened door, blurry dust light shines brightly like stars involuntarily.
These gleaming purple stardust are mixed with pure knowledge of enlightenment. Each stardust is like a long snake with a winding tail, and also like a twisted arc door.
The gates of the gates are being attacked by that strange dark shadow that comes from nowhere, and the countless tiny gates that make up the body are being discarded and peeled off one after another.
In the dazed moment of a second when the waking world was awake, the double door panels of the Gate of Doors had revealed several shocking holes.
The giant centipede key snake deep in the hollow seemed to have suffered the same damage. The scales on its body were peeled off piece by piece, and its odd-shaped key-shaped tentacles were broken one by one. The broken sections were uneven, as if they had been eaten by greedy locusts.
The snake scales fell into the dark void, and strangely formed insect-like jaws, cicada wings and sickle legs, and suddenly turned around to attack the giant snake!
One after another, the snake-scaled insects waved their blade-like sickle legs and moved their sharp scissor-like mouthparts, constantly peeling off new scales from the giant snake's body - in their short rebirth, they only had one belief and one pursuit. , that is liberation and freedom.
Even if we burn out this new life, we must liberate more compatriots who are still enslaved by this ugly snake! ! !
The scales on the body of the giant snake seemed to be fighting for independence and revolution. They all turned towards each other, shouting strange insect sounds, and attacked the former cruel slave master regardless of their own safety!
But how could such an injury hurt this giant snake that was about to transform into an anaconda? Even if all the scales on the body fell off, it was only a minor flesh injury.
The pain of pulling out its scales further aroused the giant snake's innate crazy nature hidden deep in its core!
It is a muddy color that comes from a false and vague or non-existent world. This empty color does not have any color at all. It is neither black nor white, neither plain nor colorful, just as dull as the same. Holding the turbid water that can be seen but cannot be seen clearly.
This is the color of the death of death! ! !
The key centipede snake suddenly raised its head and burst out with a terrifying roar that could make the dark clouds tremble and crack. The terrifying scream burst out from the depths of the door, reverberating in the female dancer's spiritual field, and the darkness spread all along the way. They were all dismantled piece by piece.
This seemingly dark and boundless spiritual realm was actually shattered and cracked by the scream of the Key Serpent, like a dark ancient bronze mirror crackling and shattering at an absolute high pitch.
Between the cracked block darkness and the block darkness, it was like a desolate desert stained with blood, and the radiance of the blood-like sunset had penetrated along the gaps in the darkness.
The blood-red light illuminates the spirit of the female dancer, and the turbid wind of the world blows in unceremoniously.
That damned damn dark shadow has nowhere to hide.
The cunning black moth has been completely exposed to the key centipede snake!
But the moth head with a human face showed a hint of sneer.