Demonic world
The world was dark, and the river was gurgling with blood. The smell of blood was everywhere, and occasionally a few bolts of lightning fell straight down from the dark sky, but it made the sky even more miserable and miserable.
The young man's left hand held a bloody sword, and his right hand was wrapped in a white bandage. However, the blood seeped from the bottom of the bandage layer by layer, blooming into patches of bewitching colors.
The young man narrowed his dark eyes and whispered softly: "Lightning."
With a flip of his left wrist, the sword condensed with electric light was sent out like lightning.
A golden electric light enveloped the two of them, sparks flew out, and the other party collapsed.
The young man's golden pupils were filled with blood.
Kill.