The fallen angel seemed to understand something, and became even more crazy, the sharp claws and the sky-breaking sword collided fiercely, and suddenly an invisible energy spread out in all directions, Song Jian rubbed his feet against the ground, and retreated three or four meters away;

"Hey, it doesn't look burly, I didn't expect the strength attribute to be so high?" Song Jian stared at the fallen angel with a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon, he understood that it was not how strong the power attribute of the fallen angel was, but that the dark power in her body was too strong;

A dark aura almost enveloped the fallen angel entirely, forming an invisible armor around her body, as if a thick fog was rolling, and soon Song Jian could not see the appearance of the fallen angel clearly, in the black fog, he could only vaguely see countless snake hairs dancing non-stop, and a pair of scarlet eyes, blooming dazzling light in the black fog.

Whoosh~

From the tumbling black mist, arm-thick black mist tentacles ejected, like javelins, arcing through the air and shooting towards Song Jian;

Song Jian waved his sword to resist, and easily cut off the black mist tentacles that ejected from these catapults, and each time he cut one, the tentacles would turn into black mist again and dissipate in the air, but as time went by, there were more and more black mist tentacles, originally there were seven or eight, but now they have evolved to thirty, forty, and the number is still increasing;

Finally, Song Jian's attack speed had reached the limit, and he couldn't resist more and more black mist tentacles, and was broken through the defense by a tentacle and stabbed his left shoulder;

Suddenly, a paralyzing feeling surged into Song Jian's heart, and where his left shoulder was stabbed by the black mist tentacle, a palm-sized black mark appeared, and this black mark like thick ink was still slowly spreading towards the rest of his body;

A cool feeling emerged from Song Jian's mind, Song Jian knew that it was his innate skill "Cheeky" that began to play an effect, but the previously invincible innate skill actually lost the effect of immunity in front of the black mark, which could only slow down the effect and slow down the spread of the black mark;

This made Song Jian's heart sink, he had never cared about these negative effects before, and there had never been any antidotes, state recovery potions and other items stored in the package column.

Although the feeling of numbness was alleviated, it still slowed down Song Jian's shooting speed, and more and more black mist tentacles hit Song Jian, although the damage was not high, each black mist tentacle only caused more than a hundred points of damage to Song Jian, but the triggered black mist mark made Song Jian feel a headache;

After a while, Song Jian's upper body was almost all black marks the size of a palm, and these black marks were still slowly spreading, and soon they were connected, the black marks on the top had spread to the neck, the shoulders had also spread to the elbows, and the black marks below had spread to the abdomen;

Song Jian already had a feeling of stiffness all over his body, and at this time, the black mist rolling around the body of the fallen angel also shrank all the black tentacles back, and behind the fallen angel, a pair of wide black mist wings were condensed, and they kept fanning;

"I said, no matter what, you're going to die!" A victorious smile appeared on the face of the fallen angel and slowly walked towards Song Jian;

At this time, Song Jian's attack speed was weakened by 45%, and his movement speed was reduced by 60%, and his whole body seemed to be tied up by ropes, and it was extremely difficult to even lift his arms.

"What's your move?" Song Jian asked in a deep voice, the sword qi in his body kept tumbling, and with his natural skills, he resisted the erosion of the black mark;

"It's just a little trick created by the dark power and my talent!" A smile appeared on the face of the fallen angel, and he walked up to Song Jian, his sharp claws raised, hooking Song Jian's chin;

"You have terrifying powers, and if you are willing to be a part of the dark ones, then I can spare your life!" The Fallen Angel laughed, "As long as you sign this contract, you will not only be able to save your life, but also gain more powerful dark power!" ”

A black parchment scroll appeared in front of Song Jian's eyes out of thin air, floating quietly in the air, Song Jian glanced at it casually, and found that it was a dark slave contract, and immediately lost interest in the advice of the fallen angel;

"Slave contract? Do you want me to be your thug? Song Jian had a struggling look on his face, as if he was trying his best to fight against the dark mark;

"Don't think that you can break free from the shackles of the dark mark, as time passes, the dark power will gradually erode your body, and in the end, it will even erode into your sea of consciousness, destroying your sanity, and at that time, you will become a dark beast that only knows how to kill, and the end will be worse than death!" The fallen angel giggled, his face no longer having the same holy appearance as before, but a bit of an abyssal succubus;

"Don't you think it's dangerous for you to be so close to me now?" Song Jian said suddenly;

The fallen angel was startled and couldn't help but take a step back, but she quickly noticed that half of Song Jian's body had been covered by a black mark, and the right hand holding the Sky Breaking Sword was about to spread to the wrist, even if she wanted to raise her arm, it was already a luxury, let alone swing the sword to attack;

The fallen angel couldn't help but "giggle", and charmingly slid his sharp claws on Song Jian's cheeks, and said with a smile: "There is not much time left for you to think about it, at most in two minutes, your whole body will be covered with black marks, and at that time, even if you want to sign this contract, it will be impossible, because at that time, you have become a part of the darkness!" ”

"Qinglong Sword Body!" Song Jian's heart moved, and suddenly a cyan aura poured out of his body, instantly clearing the black mark cleanly, and at the same time, a set of cyan qi armor appeared on the surface of Song Jian's body.

Maybe it was because the Kurong Qinglong Sword Body was only one level, and this layer of Qi Strength Armor looked like a thin veil, but Song Jian didn't care about it;

The upper limit of Qi and Blood Value, which was already more than 7,000 points, also became more than 12,000 points in an instant, although there were 5,000 false life points, but in the time of thirty seconds, these health points were no different from the real Qi and Blood Points;

The blood volume and spiritual value were also fully recovered in an instant, the dark mark was expelled, and Song Jian gained freedom of movement in an instant, and the sky-breaking sword in his hand stabbed into the abdomen of the fallen angel;

The fallen angel with a surprised face, his figure retreated sharply, and the wings composed of black mist behind him suddenly broke out, and a pair of real dark wings were revealed, flapping rapidly, trying to close the distance between him and Song Jian;

Looking at the fallen angel who was desperately fleeing backwards, Song Jian raised his left hand and whispered, "The power of withering!" ”

A gray aura suddenly wrapped around the fallen angel, and her movement speed decreased by 30%, making her move as slow as a turtle.

Xuanyue Streamer Sword!

Song Jianying's shadow turned into a streamer and rushed towards the fallen angel;

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