Outside the entrance of the cave, Lao Dao was drinking coffee leisurely. This time he asked Mike to make a pot again. Now that the foreign devil wanted something from him, Lao Dao was not polite to him at all.
Xiaobai glanced at the carefree old man angrily. He was so frightened that the guy shook and almost spilled his coffee all over him.
Zhang Zhong stood at the entrance of the cave, looking inside curiously, feeling the urge to go in.
Now everyone who is with Mr. Yinggou has had some adventures, but he himself is still not nagging about anything.
Now even the young policeman who had just joined the gang actually had the power of Haechi, which made Zhang Zhong extremely jealous.
After summarizing the reasons and learning lessons, Zhang Zhong came to the conclusion that he was too far away from Master Yinggou, so all those adventures passed him by, and now he has gained nothing.
The aura in this cave is powerful and ancient. Maybe there is a treasure left by an ancient demon god inside. Zhang Zhong really wants to go in.
However, he also knew that his strength was too weak and he would not be able to help much if he went in. He might accidentally lose his life, which would not be worthwhile.
Xiaobai looked at Zhang Zhong who was eager to try, and snorted coldly.
Although I don't know Zhang Zhong very well, I know what kind of moral character he is. This guy wouldn't dare to go in even if I beat him to death.
At this time, the most anxious person was the Vatican Bishop Michael next to him.
This time I came to Jishui and it can be said that I suffered heavy losses.
There were eight people in total, and now there are only three left. The key is that no one has seen the shadow of General Lian. If something happens to those two angels again, I will be left alone. I will not be able to explain to the Holy See. Maybe I will be arrested.
It was cleaned up by people.
If those two angels can be rescued, he may still have a chance of survival, so the one who is most anxious now is Mike.
Zhang Zhong kept wandering around the entrance of the cave, glancing inside from time to time. He didn't know what was going on inside now, or what was weird inside.
At this moment, a breeze blew through the cave, causing Zhang Zhong to squint his eyes.
The next moment, Zhang Zhong clearly felt that something had entered his body.
This discovery made Zhang Zhong almost jump.
He is very excited now. Could it be that he also won the first prize? Is there any powerful force that chose him?
But the next moment, Zhang Zhong felt something was wrong.
Because the power that entered his body didn't seem very friendly. It kept spreading in his soul and seemed to want to control himself!
Zhang Zhong stood there, his eyes becoming confused and chaotic. It seemed that at this time, he had completely lost the ability to think.
At this time, the other three people noticed what Zhang Zhong was doing and looked over at the same time.
"What's wrong with you?" Lao Dao said repeatedly as he walked over, then reached out and patted Zhang Zhong on the shoulder.
The next moment, Zhang Zhong suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man with a ferocious expression.
This shocked the old Taoist, and he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Zhong didn't answer him, his face was still ferocious and scary, as if he was fighting something.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhong raised his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, that arm had turned into dense white bones.
Zhang Zhong took a deep breath, raised his white bone claws without hesitation, and stabbed himself in the stomach.
puff!
There was a muffled sound, and the white bone hand stabbed into the stomach. At the same time, Zhang Zhong also opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
And his originally somewhat distracted eyes began to become focused, and his body kept trembling.
"Who are you?" Zhang Zhong almost asked through gritted teeth.
Now of course he knows that the thing that ran into his body is different from what is in other people's bodies.
Regardless of whether it was Lao Dao or Duanmu Qing, the power remained in their bodies, but it did not affect their minds.
And this thing that just entered his body wants to completely devour his soul and then replace it.
Zhang Zhong didn't have time to lament how he was so unlucky, he just tried his best to fight against that force.
"You want to control me...it's a joke, what I, Zhang Zhong, am best at is mind control!"
Zhang Zhong grinned and said with a ferocious expression.
He is not arrogant, he is telling the truth. Mr. Zhang’s natal magical power is a method of mind control.
You actually want to control me, you are overthinking, then let me show you what I am capable of!
At this time, Zhang Zhong cursed in his heart.
Zhang Zhong is extremely conceited about his abilities. Although his fighting ability is not strong, the method of mental control is his innate magical power. Even if he encounters ordinary Yin gods, Zhang Zhong will not give up.
The reason why I was controlled just now was entirely because something happened suddenly and I was unprepared. Now that I am awake, it is a joke for that thing to control me.
"Oh, really, let's give it a try?"
At this time, a woman's voice sounded in Zhang Zhong's mind.
The voice was very soft and contained no murderous intent.
But when Zhang Zhong's alarm clock rang, that sound was like thunder exploding in his alarm clock.
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Zhong fainted.
Seeing the fallen Zhang Zhong, the old man quickly stepped forward, hugged him, and then stepped back.
At this time, Zhang Zhong looked a little miserable. He had a bloody hole in his stomach stabbed with his white bone arm, and blood was flowing continuously.
At this time, he closed his eyes and was completely unconscious.
The old Taoist frowned, knowing that Zhang Zhong's situation was a bit strange, so he didn't dare to move and slowly placed him on the ground.
At this time, I also rushed out of the cave and threw the two birdmen aside.
When Mike saw the two unconscious birdmen, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he quickly rushed over, checked the conditions of the two guys, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Boss, you're out, what's weird here?" The old man asked us when he saw me and the little guy coming out.
I didn't answer him, but asked: "Did anything escape just now?"
Nv Chou's soul has been trapped in the Twelve Heavenly Formations for thousands of years. Although she is very weak now, she is the first wizard in the world after all.
The most important thing is that she has strong resentment now. If she goes out, no one knows what trouble will happen.
"Nothing came out." The old man was stunned for a moment.
"There's just something wrong with Zhang Zhong," the old Taoist said, pointing to Zhang Zhong lying on the ground.
I rushed over and checked Zhang Zhong's condition. After a while, I was sure that the current Nvchou's soul was in his body!
Huh...huh...huh...huh...
The sound of breathing became extremely heavy;
It seems that every expansion of his lungs, down to every pore, can be felt with incomparable clarity;
The skin surface temperature drops very low,
muscle,
cell,
even the soul,
it's here,
They were all suppressed endlessly.
Zhang Zhong opened his eyes,
Found himself tied to a white pillar,
Many bone spurs extend from the pillar,
Stabbing into his own limbs and bones.
Like a centipede, it opens its "arms" to you and embraces you.
Huh...huh...huh...huh...
Zhang Zhong subconsciously wanted to struggle and resist. Of course he knew where this place was and his current situation, but no matter what choice he had to make, he couldn't just accept his fate here stupidly.
"Click..."
"Click..."
"Click..."
Bone spurs were pulled out from his body one by one,
Zhang Zhong felt that his soul was like a broken balloon with countless holes stuck in it.
It almost turned into mud.
After staggering down from the pillar, Zhang Zhong raised his head and looked around, trying to find a way to leave this illusory environment.
He knew that the place where Zi was now was an illusion, an illusion created for him by the guy who entered his body.
Zhang Zhong couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this, and at the same time there was a trace of fear in his heart.
Originally, he had always been very conceited about his mental control methods, but now, he knew that he was definitely no match for that existence.
Now I am completely trapped in the illusion created by that person. The most important thing is that that person doesn't seem to use all his strength, but just traps me in it casually.
This made Zhang Zhong feel a deep sense of frustration, and more importantly, fear of that existence.
What kind of thing is that? It actually has such a method, making it impossible for me to resist.
"Wow, wow!", the next moment, the sound of the waves came to my ears,
Stormy waves hit the shore, but this time, they hit the depths of his soul.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
His mind felt dizzy and he couldn't concentrate at all. Zhang Zhong curled up and knelt on the ground and raised his head;
In front of him was a black sea, and he himself was kneeling on the edge of the beach.
The sea water comes ashore again and again and returns again and again.
What remained on the beach were not shells and sea cucumbers, but eyeballs, still shaking from side to side, looking around.
above the sea,
What hangs is neither the sun nor the moon, but a bloody eye.
"You...who are you!" Zhang Zhong raised his head with some difficulty and shouted to the black sea in front of him.
That being had completely suppressed him through the means of mental control. Let alone compete with others, Zhang Zhong could not even resist now.
Now that person has completely controlled himself, and can even devour his own soul at will, completely destroying his soul, and then occupy his body.
But the strange thing is that that person did not do this, but trapped himself in this illusion.
If that person wanted to devour his own soul, it would be as easy as breathing.
But what is she doing now? Is she enjoying the fun of teasing the cat after catching the old book?
