Surprisingly, despite his best efforts to dodge the attack, the punch landed on Jolt.

No, not yet.

Shadow Ink looked to the side in horror, Nyon's arms were short, and his fist was still a few centimeters away from Jolt, and in this extreme state, Shadow Ink almost reflexively lifted the black mist wrapped around him.

To the outside, the twisting and unwrapping were done at the same time, and Jolt was also carried into an unknown bush by this inertia.

There was no time to investigate the situation of Jolte, and although Naihong was surprised by a figure flying out of the black mist, the heavy punch in his hand did not stop.

Naihong knew that as long as Shadow Ink was given a chance, he would hide in the black mist again, and it would not be so easy to find him again.

Shadow Ink was so miserable that he made up his mind that if he could get out of here alive today, he would be sure to carefully study some fierce moves, and fortunately he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed in the battle.

As the two fought, his disadvantage became more and more obvious, Shadow Ink's knife was fast, so fast that it could reach Ney Hong's throat in the blink of an eye, although Ney Hong's fist was not as fast as his knife, but each punch was like a thousand catties of force, directly hitting Shadow Ink's chest.

The moves are changing, the angle of attack is also changing, so far, neither of the two can really touch each other, Shadow Mo sees the move, and Naihong can also dismantle the move.

They all know very well that if anyone leaks a flaw first, they will be killed with one blow, knives are dangerous moves, and punches are ruthless moves.

Later, Shadow Ink seemed to be familiar with the strength of Naihong's attacks, and was slowly able to keep up with his frequency.

It seems that the fierce momentum does not always last, but what is this dangerous feeling?

When he made the move, Yingmo always felt that there was something strange in the space, and he kept provoking his nerves.

No, it's not that he's familiar with Naihong's attack rhythm, it's that he's slowed down the rhythm himself!

Shadow Ink gradually shifted his gaze from the trick to Nyhom's face.

What was he looking at?

Shadow Mo hurriedly glanced in the direction that Naihong was looking in with his afterglow, like a figure, sensing Naihong's punch coming towards him, and had to withdraw his gaze.

What was that, a figure. What is he doing? With his head, smashing a tree? Is the back a little too familiar?

It's Jolt, the "living dead" who is committing suicide!

As soon as this idea appeared, Ying Mo felt a cold sweat, where could he manage so much, gritted his teeth and stabbed at Naihong.

Naihong also noticed that his blow was different from before, and he had a bit of a fierce momentum, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and struck it out with one palm.

Almost at the same time, the two retreated violently, and Shadow Mo's knife slashed at Nyon's chest, and Neyhong's punch hit Shadow Ink's left shoulder.

As they parted, he faintly heard Shadow Mo whisper to him, "The 'living dead' is committing suicide." ”。

After reacting, he followed Shadow Ink towards Jolt, hoping to stop him.

Before the demons came to the rescue, Nihon had heard some rumors about the "living dead", who would turn into ink when they died, and where the ink splattered, all living beings would disappear.

If the "living dead" is really "dead", then everyone present will have to be buried together!

But no matter how desperately they pounced, it seemed to be too late, and the frequency of Joelt's head hit increased, and his forehead was already bleeding.

His blood was not bright red, but black, and it was deep black. 877 Good Books Network

After the appearance of this black blood, the sense of crisis in the dark became more and more intense.

Almost at the same time as the blood appeared, Shadow Mo rushed to his side, only to scream, "Run, the 'living dead' has committed suicide!"

The palace master and the master of the Demon Tai Palace were still hesitating to step into the black mist, when they heard this exclamation, but they saw the seemingly crazy Yuyou, because of Nai Hong's exclamation, he retreated directly.

Although they didn't understand what was happening, when they saw Yu You's state like this, fear appeared on their faces, and they retreated.

Yu You stood on the shoulders of the giants, and he didn't need to take ten sucks to a kilometer away, and he was still retreating violently for the palace master to directly entrain.

Knowing that they had rushed to the giant's feet, he looked up and said, "Lord Yuyou, what happened inside, why should we retreat like this." ”

"My material is gone. Yu You just said this, his expression was cold, and he waited a few seconds before continuing, "You two go and see what's going on over there." ”

"What!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, in disbelief, and turned back mechanically, only to see that the black fog had dissipated, and the woods were still normal woods, and there was no danger in their perception.

The palace master and the master glanced at each other, and then they were ordered to go, and they couldn't help but be a little apprehensive on the way, for fear that there would really be any potential threat over there.

There was no way, when they ran for their lives just now, Yu You's expression had too much impact on them.

Thousands of meters away, it took the two of them more than 20 minutes to arrive, and this was the result of Yu You's constant urging.

"My lord, there's no danger here!" was far away, and the voice of the palace master could be faintly heard.

Yu You was not at ease, so he stayed on the giant's shoulder for a few more minutes, and saw that the two of them were still fine, so he manipulated the giant to walk towards the area.

"Huh. When he got closer, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

The Shadow Clan Killer and Nyhomon are gone, "You guys hurry up and look for the bones of the three of them nearby." ”

"They're not here, my lord. The palace master replied bitterly.

In fact, when he and the Fa Ye were waiting for Yu You to come over, they carefully investigated this place, and indeed did not find Naihong's body.

After hearing the sound, Yu You carefully sensed the surroundings, and also did not perceive any dangerous aura, and the expression on his face became more and more cold, "You guys look around to see if there is any ink, find it and tell me." ”

The palace master didn't know why Yu You asked them to find the "ink", because of their lower status than him, they had to accept the order.

"My lord, there's no ink here. An hour later, the two returned to their lives.

After hearing this, Yu You felt even more strange: what happened just now, there was no ink, so what did the "living dead" mean by suicide, and why did the three of them disappear.

At the same time, within the elves.

The Prophet and Miriam were inspecting the laboratory, and the two of them were standing side by side, but the Prophet suddenly retracted his feet, and his eyes became bright.

"Michaeu, what's wrong. Milian noticed, turned around, and quickly shut his mouth again.

The prophet probably found something again, and the only thing that can make him care so much about the mainland in the near future is the news of those "living dead" and Zheng Ming.

It didn't take long for the milky white magic to dissipate in the space, and the prophet opened his eyes and his expression became deep.