Xu Zhou, who had been talking before, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the strange sword on his arm twisted.
The eyes on it became like needles, the sword turned black, and the eyes turned into ink-like barbs. Muscles like fibrous roots spread out from the strange sword and were implanted into Xu Zhou's body.
, began to drain his life, and Xu Zhou, who was already looking bad, instantly became almost like a dead person.
"Why so fast!?"
Xu Zhou smiled miserably. He had thought about escaping before, but now this scene made him understand that his life was probably over. Even if he escaped from the 'old shopkeeper's' ghost lock, he would still face the sword's backlash.
Dead.
Demonic martial arts are martial arts that can kill people.
How can the human body imitate the breath of the night demon without paying a price?
How can a high-level power that can contaminate things like night demons and pollutants be so easy to borrow? Even the power that escapes is enough to be fatal, just like nuclear radiation. Xu Zhou's sword is more powerful than nuclear radiation.
Even more terrifying power.
"I'll buy you the last bit of time. It's up to you whether you can escape or not."
Xu Zhou, who had already broken his legs, stood up strangely. From the waist down, his limbs turned into jet black limbs, just like the trunk of a tree. The difference was that the trunk was covered with eyes, and he used
The eyes of the strange sword are exactly the same.
Hearing a 'bang' sound, Xu Zhou stretched out his left hand and pinched his neck, while at the same time he stretched his other hand towards the oil lamp.
As he moved, the black muscles on his body spread faster and faster, as if a mouth was constantly devouring him.
"You are going to die anyway. As a forerunner, I would like to give you a piece of advice. Once you start practicing demon skills, you will never be able to stop them. The deeper the skill, the stronger the backlash! In addition to devouring your lifespan, this type of martial arts will also
It affects your mood and will constantly lure you to places where evil things are. Just like me this time, I was lured here by this evil thing. If you want to live longer in the future, try to use evil things as little as possible.
The power of gong.”
After saying this, Xu Zhou's head was swallowed up by the black tendons. As Xu Zhou's consciousness dissipated, his hand reaching for the oil lamp stopped.
Without control, the 'old shopkeeper''s struggle became fierce again, and the oil lamp began to shake.
"Fight."
At this point, he had no choice, either to wait for death or to fight desperately. Wu Chong quickly followed Xu Zhou's instructions and flew over, while his five fingers formed claws.
One claw was clasped on the oil lamp.
cold!
The glass cover that was supposed to be the lamp turned out to be extremely cold.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and then the light on the lampshade twisted and eroded towards his palm.
light.
Live!
This is a contaminant, and common sense has no use here.
'Why is this completely different from what Xu Zhou said?'
Wu Chong cursed secretly.
If Xu Zhou hadn't been dead, he would have given this guy a slap in the face. He couldn't speak clearly and was pretending to be an expert.
Erosion intensifies.
"Send it to me!"
At the critical moment, Wu Chong had no time to think about this problem, and a steady stream of power poured into his limbs from his Dantian.
Demonic power!
Wu Chong finally understood why the demonic skill of Qingmu Gong caused such a big turmoil. This power is really intoxicating. Especially on the data panel, all the attributes have turned into question marks. It is estimated that they have risen too much all at once.
Too much, I couldn't react in time.
At this moment, Wu Chong felt as if he was omnipotent and could even blow up planets.
Of course, this is just an illusion, a sequelae of the surge in power.
Xu Zhou's body has been completely swallowed up, and the outline of the person seems to have melted, slowly falling down and turning into a puddle of squirming black mud. The sword body has turned into a weird black snake, coiled around it.
While spitting out the letter, all the countless eyeballs on the snake's body were fixed on Wu Chong.
Xu Zhou said that no matter what form these pollutants take, their first core rule is to assimilate and devour them.
Humans are their food.
After Xu Zhou died, the pollutants he controlled also woke up, activated their instincts, and regarded Wu Chong and the others as food. He didn't know how long Xu Zhou's final sacrifice could buy him.
The old shopkeeper on the other side also started to move. He turned to Wu Chong with the oil lamp in his hand.
"Get out of my way!"
The demon power reaches its limit.
Wu Chong didn't know how to use it, so he simply didn't think about the messy methods. He quickly drew out the long knife and slashed it with one blow. If it were ordinary martial arts, it would be useless, but now Wu Chong's body is surrounded by demonic skills, and his blood is boiling.
After getting up, the effect is naturally completely different.
Bang!
The knife struck the old shopkeeper on the neck, making a muffled sound.
With the blessing of the demonic power, the sword was indeed not corroded.
Xu Zhou is right, only equal forces can deal with these pollutants.
The old shopkeeper stopped, the rotten smell on his body getting heavier and heavier.
Even the naked eyes of ordinary people could see it. Tiny particles were floating around him. The ground had been completely corroded, leaving only the dirt floor. Even the dirt ground smelled and turned into black sludge.
.
"Brother!"
"The boss."
The fourth boss and Er Mazi also understood.
Ding!
Having failed with one blow, Wu Chong waved his hand again.
The knife struck the oil lamp as if it had struck fine iron, making his hands numb from the shock.
Can't cut it?
Before Wu Chong could move, black energy surged up, and the black energy left behind by Xu Zhou's death also moved, and the two evil things surged toward Wu Chong at the same time.
The cold breath froze Wu Chong's body instantly. He felt as if the blood in his body had been solidified, and the breath of death began to erode his body.
"The lights...the lights are out and the door is open!!"
Er Mazi, who had been paying attention to the door, was the first to run towards the door after discovering it.
The Fourth Master followed closely behind. None of these two people cared about Wu Chong's life or death. That's what bandits are like. Loyalty and other things are far less important than life.
Two pollutants come together.
The strange thing is that they started fighting with each other, as if the source of pollution of these two things is not the same.
The old shopkeeper was immobilized. Without the support of the oil lamp, the locked area disappeared, revealing the original inn.
Live!
He forcibly used the demon power again, and another force was injected into his body. This method of using the demon power was completely quenching thirst by drinking poison. It was completely contrary to Xu Zhou's previous warning and would seriously consume his life. But he couldn't care about it at the moment.
So many.
run!
Wu Chong is not stupid.
'I'll go first, and you'll come last.'
Isn’t this what the elder brother says to his younger brother?