Guo Zixiang suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't have time to react at all, and he was completely covered by the liquid that the morph spirit had turned into. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For the first time, Guo Zixiang felt as if he was in a confined space, which was pitch black, and just like just now, there was an extremely strong pressure on his body.

This feeling made Guo Zixiang very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but think of a term he had once seen, deep-sea phobia.

Maybe he is in such a situation now.

The incomparably depressing feeling of not being able to see the light, combined with the dense and suffocating pressure around it, was really uncomfortable.

Slowly, Guo Zixiang even had an illusion.

His body seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying pressure, and it seemed as if some liquid was penetrating his body. His skin could already feel that moistness, and this feeling made Guo Zixiang's heart slowly have a trace of fear.

Is it possible that even if I enter the synchronization state, I will not be able to resist the opponent's attack? How long can I withstand this confined space? Am I going to die in a little while?

I don't know why, Guo Zixiang's heart began to have negative emotions that had never been produced before, and his situation was a little bad.

Probably sensing Guo Zixiang's changes, the mutant elves also began to speed up the process of invasion.

This can be regarded as one of his special abilities, he is an intelligent creature in the deep sea who does not know how many years it took to conceive, and naturally has a unique understanding of his own living space. After growing into a morph elf, he transformed the environment in which he was born into his own power, turning himself into a liquid and pulling enemies into the deep sea.

Although Guo Zixiang was directly imprisoned in his own space by the morph elves, the psychic link was not cut off, so his state was directly transmitted to the hearts of people in the outside world through the psychic link.

Wang Lan was suddenly a little anxious, if Guo Zixiang was kept in such a state, maybe Guo Zixiang might really have a mental breakdown.

Liu Yi, who was on the side, was already entangled with the Death Squire, grabbed some gaps, and said to Wang Lan: "Find a way to save Guo Zixiang, he can't fall here." ”

However, Liu Yi only had time to say this sentence in his heart, and he was immediately entangled by the death attendant again.

Hearing Liu Yi's words, Wang Lan thought about the years she had spent with Guo Zixiang during this time, and frantically wanted to wake up the other party through a spiritual connection. But no matter what kind of message Wang Lan sent, he didn't get any news like a stone sinking into the sea.

Just when Wang Lan was about to risk everything to save Guo Zixiang, a new enemy appeared in front of her.

Although the old turtle priest had no way to hear what they were talking in his head, his experience over the years still made him immediately judge the current situation.

Guo Zixiang was imprisoned by the morph elves, Liu Yi was entangled by the death attendants, and he only needed to deal with Wang Lan, the only one on the battlefield who had a free shot, and the overall situation seemed to be decided.

Wang Lan saw a disgusting guy appear in front of him, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face.

"Are you trying to stop me, too?"

"That's natural, and while fighting a woman may seem like a bit of a victory, there's not so much morality to talk about on the battlefield. You must be trying to save that kid, I'm sorry, this way doesn't work, you want to help, please defeat me. ”

The old priest pointed the trident in his hand at Wang Lan, showing his determination to stop the other party.

Seeing the movements of the turtle old priest and hearing the other party's disapproval of him, Wang Lan suddenly cocked his mouth and said.

"Since you say so, then I'll let you see how powerful I, a woman, are."

After that, Wang Lan took out a hairpin from the **, she bit the hairpin, and began to arrange her hair directly on the battlefield.

Looking at Wang Lan's movements, the old priest had no intention of attacking, and still continued to taunt when he stood in place.

"Add a little color to yourself on the battlefield, and only you women do that."

Wang Lan also didn't speak, and still tied up her long hair in a slow and orderly manner, so that she actually seemed to have a different kind of ability.

"Then let's fight."

After that, Wang Lan actually took the initiative to rush out towards the old priest.

……

Liu Yi on the side, who had just dodged the powerful attack of the Death Squire, turned into a flame, and touched his abdomen.

On the burning flame body, there was actually a trace of black for no reason, and this black was still eroding his body, which was the power of death.

Indeed, although Liu Yi is no longer human, everything in the world can't escape the fate of death, it's just that every different thing has a different way of falling. Therefore, Liu Yi actually had no way to completely resist the opponent's attack.

It's just that if you want to cause such damage on Liu Yi's body, the Death Acolyte also paid a lot of price.

The body that was originally pitch black, but half of the body was directly burned through, and it looked as if the sky was suddenly empty, which was particularly infiltrating.

It's just that although it seems that the Death Squire is dying, there is still no fear on his face, or more precisely, he should be regarded as having no feelings.

Holding the power of death makes him extremely powerful, but it also inevitably requires some unimaginable costs.

The Reaper's Acolyte itself is a creature that was created, not a creature that is supposed to exist in this world. Therefore, they should be regarded as a tool, a kind of weapon, just like any sword, gun, axe and stick. Since it is a weapon, it is naturally emotionless.

There are times when there is no emotion, but sometimes it is counterproductive.

Although the Death Squire had lost half of his body, he was still hanging in the air, holding a long-handled scythe in his hand, looking at Liu Yi with that cold look.

Although he has no feelings, he can still judge the hostility of the other party.

The Death Acolyte abruptly suspended his long-handled scythe, like a terrifying black shadow growing in mid-air.

Liu Yi instantly felt some terrifying fluctuations coming from the other party's body, and he didn't even think about it, so he avoided it directly in the direction of his side.

Sure enough, the scythe swung down.

A black wave of light came, and Liu Yi's original position was cut off in an instant.