Regardless of the rapid shortening, the weight of [Black Devouring Blade] and [Blood Jade Armor] doubled again, and all the accumulated blood energy was fed back to Chen Mo at this moment.
He roared angrily, and the muscles all over his body flexed, and the terrifying force shook the ground into a deep pit.
His left fist contained terrifying fighting spirit and struck Yuan Qihu's abdomen as close as a few feet away.
boom!
The black stomach emerged from Yuan Qihu's body without any warning, and he forcefully swallowed Chen Mo's punch like a pile driver.
Immediately afterwards, a string of Buddhist beads appeared in Yuan Qihu's hand.
Chen Mo looked at the string of Buddhist beads and felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart.
He wanted to pull away and retreat, but at this moment, the Buddhist beads on Yuan Qihu's wrist began to tremble, and there were complicated scriptures in his mouth that he could not understand.
The golden Buddhist inscriptions, which seemed to be substantial, floated out from his mouth, gathered into a golden "river", and rushed towards Chen Mo.
Depend on....
Why does the thief Yuan Qihu have so many props?
It seems that in order to get back the [Ancient Divine Tail Ring], [Professor] lent all the props he could lend to Yuan Qihu.
The bright golden light wrapped around Chen Mo's body. He staggered, had a splitting headache, and had strong thoughts of committing suicide.
He wanted to give up resistance and let Yuan Qihu's sword pierce his body.
This prop has only one function, and that is salvation.
If it is a dead soul, it will be liberated in salvation and return to heaven and earth.
If it is a living person, it will have strong thoughts of suicide and want to turn itself into a dead soul.
Therefore, Chen Mo now has no thoughts of resistance. He just wants to let the sword pierce him and let him leave this world.
I'm so tired. I really want to take a rest. It would be good to just sleep like this... Damn it!
Just when Chen Mo was about to overwhelm his soft thoughts, the figure of the female ghost Jiang Yin emerged from the [Tongyou Brooch]. She slapped Chen Mo's soul hard.
If Chen Mo dies at this time, then the Tongyou brooch will inevitably be recycled by the doomsday game. Then, if the container of the female ghost Jiang Yin is gone, she will also be destroyed immediately.
As a qualified female ghost servant, how could she watch her master die?
At this moment, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly burst out with two clear lights.
"Did you react? It's too late!"
Draw the sword!
All the power is gathered on the blade of the [Black Devouring Blade]. The power accumulated from the previous continuous attacks is, at this moment, poured into the [Black Devouring Blade] along the guidance of the arm.
At this moment, all the power was concentrated on one point, and the accumulated power exploded like a sea wave, bursting out of the sheath at an invincible speed, and the fierce light flashed away.
Chen Mo took a step back, and there were even some gaps in the B-level weapon, the Sentient Spear.
This terrifying power is such that even B-level props can no longer support it.
"It's over, bug!"
There was a hint of ferocity in Yuan Qihu's eyes.
His mental state is not right. This should be some of the sequelae or costs caused by the previous use of the Flesh Altar.
Chance!
He manipulated the female ghost to get behind Yuan Qihu and possessed her.
Previously, because Yuan Qihu's level was higher than Chen Mo's and his mental attributes were relatively strong, the female ghost could not possess him.
But now, there is a flaw in the opponent's spirit, which just gives the female ghost Jiang Yin the opportunity to possess him!
Yuan Qihu's evil smile suddenly stiffened, and his silver hair seemed to become stiff due to the sudden drop in body temperature.
His body suddenly started to lose control.
Behind him, there was a faint shadow, as if it was born out of thin air.
That seemed to be the appearance of a charming woman.
Jiang Yin hugged Yuan Qihu from behind and locked his body tightly with his jade arms.
Possessed!
Yuan Qihu only felt gusts of cold wind coming from behind his ridge. He felt that it was a force that could deprive the world of any vitality, as if the whole world was only the silent gray.
He felt like every blood vessel in his body was about to freeze.
"Hey, you, why do you have spiritual props?!
"
Chen Mo marveled at Yuan Qihu's endless props. Why wasn't Yuan Qihu amazed by Chen Mo's various props?
This is obviously just a grassroots player with no power behind it, but why?
By the way, [The Tail Ring of the Ancient God]!
[The Tail Ring of the Ancient God] will bring a certain amount of luck to the holder, it must be for this reason, it must be for this reason!
Seeing Yuan Qihu frozen in place, Chen Mo let out a sigh of relief.
His back was already wet with cold sweat.
If the female ghost Jiang Yin still cannot possess her this time, he will never be able to take the opponent's sword forcefully.
The opponent's sword superimposed all the previous power. If he took it forcefully, not to mention the damage to the props, even with the [Tiger Dragon Spiritual Style] body protection, if this blow continues, he will be seriously injured at least!
However, Jiang Yin is only a remnant soul after all, and Yuan Qihu's mental attributes are not low, but he got rid of the control of Jiang Yin's possession in just an instant.
As soon as Yuan Qihu's toes landed on the ground, he quickly spun around with his bare feet and kicked Chen Mo hard on the shoulder.
This time, Chen Mo had no means to avoid this blow. He only felt that his right arm was struck by thunder. He rolled on the spot and distanced himself. The intense burning on his arm crazily devoured Chen Mo's will.
This time, he was hit hard. If it were an ordinary person, he would be rolling on the ground in pain.
That is, Chen Mo was tortured by brain cancer every day, and his tolerance for pain has long exceeded that of ordinary people!
