Han Le is gone.

This sentence completely aroused the fear in everyone's hearts.

They looked around blankly. The brave Han Le just now did disappear!

The man who created a miracle in the Black Forest Gymnasium in the legend.

The man who dared to catch the ghost hand head-on.

After being cursed by Black Handprint, he disappeared quietly like Zhou Xiaoling.

Even Han Le couldn't escape the curse, so what could they do?

Although they do not recognize Han Le's way of acting, no one has any questions about Han Le's strength.

Han Le and Zhou Xiaoling were all mysteriously missing, and there was no movement at all.

So who is the next one?

"etc……"

"It seems a little wrong."

“How did the scenery around you change?”

Everyone looked around in surprise.

The darkness was still shrouded in the sky, but from when, the ruins around everyone had turned into black shadows.

Ancient breath came from not far away.

On both streets, the braziers that were undecided made crackling sounds.

There is actually a moon in the sky, but most of the moon is covered by dark clouds.

The harsh sound of friction and teeth grinding are dormant in the darkness.

This is a very old village!

"Maybe... it's not that Han Le disappeared, it's that we disappeared!"

Lu Ying stood up, with a strange light flashing in her eyes: "I understand."

"This is the residence of the ancestors."

"This is the remains of the Dark Age. It's just that it is twisted and refracted before us in the way of the curved scene."

"us……"

Before she could finish her voice, a shadow suddenly crawled out from the corner of the dark street.

That was a human.

He was on all sides, his torso was thin, and his hands, feet and neck looked extremely long. He was obviously a human, but he was wriggling on the ground like a reptile.

He raised his head, and his left eye bead suddenly fell off and rolled on the soil for a while.

However, he seemed to have no sense of consciousness, and just let out a low roar and climbed over step by step.

The surface of his body was full of holes, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

The scars seemed to be... slightly opened mouth.

What made everyone even more disgraceful is that more and more such creatures crawled out of the darkness!

"This is not an ordinary derivative!"

"This is the flesh and blood curse left by the warlocks!"

Zhang Yong finally changed his color.

However, it seemed that it was a little late at this time.

Because, they are surrounded.

In the darkness, the sound of the wine flags in the village was rushing.

Killing only takes a moment.

...

The sky is blood-colored. The sticky dark clouds are blocked, even the moon is covered.

"The twisted space...is a curved realm."

To be fair, Han Le could actually struggle when the black wind hit.

But he didn't struggle.

Everything he did before was afraid of alarming the enemy.

Now if he has the opportunity to meet the main owner of Heihe Village directly, he is very happy.

After all, before Ah Qing appeared, he needed to have some fun for himself.

However, the situation around Han Le was a little surprised.

The expected attack did not appear directly.

This seems to be a twisted scene of the curve.

Perceived from the force field, this curved realm segment is not perfect, far from the guzheng world, the Huntian world and even the sword box world.

This level of musical scene may trap ordinary musicians, but it will not be difficult for Han Le.

"Look at what these monsters want to do."

Han Le quietly dissipated the black handprints on his hand.

This seems to be an ancient village, a bit similar to ancient Chinese villages, but the style is more trendy.

Unfortunately, Han Le didn't know much about the architectural style of the Dark Ages, otherwise he could see that the architecture in this scene of the Qujing actually originated from the hands of the ancestors of mankind.

Han Le traveled through the lonely pasture, and the buildings ahead became denser.

A figure appeared in front of him.

It was a little girl in a white dress, looking only seven or eight years old, with big eyes and pretty looking at Han Le.

"candy."

Her voice was extremely crisp and quite adorable.

Han Le smiled and stepped forward: "What do you want?"

"candy."

She opened her mouth slightly.

Her pronunciation sounded glutinous, as if something was under her tongue. Although it was a bit ambiguous, it had a kind of cuteness that was hard to say.

The next second, a clear light flashed by.

puff!

With a muffled sound, the little girl's body was cut off in half.

Han Le even added a sword to separate her head.

The little girl was caught off guard and seemed to have never expected Han Le to take action like this.

However, in Han Le's eyes, this little girl was a monster like the previous ghost hand.

Under their tongues, a thin needle was squirming.

Han Le didn't know what the needle was for, but it must not be a good thing.

"Come out."

"Let me see what is entrenched here."

"It's no need to hide it any more."

Han Le looked around coldly.

The next second, dozens of sword lights appeared beside him!

Thirty-six thousand swords!

After entering this song, Han Le was not ready to continue observing.

Observation is for better combat.

When a person's strength reaches a certain level, sometimes he doesn't need to observe and just crush him.

In Han Le's perception, there was nothing in Heihe Village that could pose a life threat to him.

The 36,000 swords were originally derived from the tricks of the Pinghuang Heavenly Master, which was enough to crush everything!

The sword light flashed, and the village was silent.

"Yo? I'm still hiding."

Han Le laughed dryly, and when his wrist turned, ten sword energy flew out and destroyed it in a big way!
To be continued...