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A black humanoid monster, an eye at the center of the eyebrows faintly shot out a circle of black light, and the space was annihilated, and a circle visible to the naked eye was neatly cut.

In the middle of the ring, an escaping body was suddenly restrained, and the surrounding air was violently compressed, and the terrifying power made the invisible air densely cracked.

The black shadow pointed out a finger and stabbed at the eye of the shadow clone, to be precise, the white magatama writing wheel eye.

Phew!

The shadow clone shattered, and the body dissipated into fragments in the air.

"Shadow... Doppelganger! ”

With a cold snort, the black shadow disappeared, and in the next moment, it swept out of the kilometer, and the palm of his hand slammed against the ground, and the ground seemed to be torn apart by a big hand, setting off a huge wave thousands of meters high, and falling forward.

Under the overturning of the black waves, the insect tide all died, bursting into a black juice, and there was no trace of Qin Hao in it.

The dark shadow froze in place.

After all, he was just some kind of incomplete "existence", and his ability to think was infinitely weakened, and it took him a full 5 seconds to react, and Qin Hao disappeared to the ground.

Time

Two minutes and 41 seconds.

"Underground!"

The kaleidoscope writing wheel began to rotate wildly, and a black air flow emerged from the bottom of the eye, gradually outlining a vague human face, which was eight points similar to Qin Hao.

The face cut by the knife revealed infinite indifference and majesty, as if all creatures in this world who disobeyed his will would be given destruction.

Nothing, even "yourself", will never be allowed.

The red eyes, the blood was shining, like a bright little sun, but they exuded endless cold and piercing bones.

The black earth sank one meter in unison, and countless black pillars of light penetrated out of the void and pierced straight into the ground.

The muddy earth began to dry up, the water evaporated, and the smell of rotting corpses came up from the ground, and the whole earth seemed to sink into a cauldron, mercilessly burning.

Thousands of meters underground, Qin Hao's face was shocked, not far from his side, a black light fell, from top to bottom, he couldn't see how high it was above, he couldn't see how deep it was below, he could only see those corpses that immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke.

Cold sweat continued to flow down his body like a stream, and there was a sharp pain in his soul like a shatter.

Even if he didn't touch it, the strange aura that couldn't tell whether it was hot or cold, mixed with chaos, and the grandeur and greatness continued to inject into his body from Qin Hao's every pore through the soil.

Qin Hao's body was quickly surrounded by a faint layer of black light, Qin Hao gritted his teeth desperately, preventing himself from making a sound, but there were hallucinations in his mind.

He saw himself enveloped in a terrifying whirlpool, which connected to another world, as dead as an ancient tomb in the middle of the night, and a huge, terrifying palm burst out of the graveyard, enough to instantly devour countless living beings The whirlpool and tide shattered with the sound, without making a sound.

It was pitch black, there was no light, no sound, only death and despair.

The soul was tearing, trembling, the indescribable pain made the soul vibrate violently, and it felt like every second, he might be gone.

His consciousness had already fallen into a fainting, but his body was still mechanical, unconscious in motion.

His lips were biting, his teeth were stiff, but he didn't make the slightest sound, and his hands and feet were like spinning bands, stirring downward.

His body was falling rapidly, even faster than he had before he fell unconscious.

The indomitable posture is like to completely chisel through the ground, even if it is buried underground, it will never rise an inch.

Time

Three minutes!

"Ding!"

"Testing, the advanced mission is successful!"

The cold prompt sound echoed in Qin Hao's ears, but his whole person had already fallen into a deep coma.

The world suddenly stood still.

Countless black pillars of light were pressed the pause button, the ground that exploded, and the splash spot was frozen in the air, and above the ground, a black figure suddenly stopped, unable to move.

"Will 。。。。。"

The kaleidoscope writing wheel suddenly burst, and a black human face spontaneously combusted silently, and the human face twisted wildly.

Inexplicably, in the blood moon hanging above the horizon, it seems that a distorted human face can be faintly seen...

And all this, Qin Hao didn't know.

Around his body, a black crack appeared, and the powerful attraction pulled him into it instantly.

"Ding!"

"Advanced Mission Success!"

"Career Advancement: Shangnin."

"Class Level: Level 40 (237% unassigned experience)."

"Advanced Success, Reward Stats 。。。。。"

"30 evolution points, 2,000,000 exchange points, 3 bloodline integrity, 5 bloodline points, Servant Value*1, Specifier Nameplate*1。。。。。"

"The current character is advanced to forbearance, meets the permission qualifications, and the soul is bound."

"Is it binding?"

"Is it binding?"

"Is it binding?"

"Is it binding?"

In the Qingyu Dragon Pool, Qin Hao was quietly curled up on the ground, his eyes were tightly closed, and a heavy wheezing sound came out of his nose, and he didn't wake up for a while.

。。。。。。

The laboratory of the Great Snake Pill, now, with the existence of the Great Snake Pill, can be regarded as truly worthy of the name.

"Runes, chakras, psionic powers, blood limits..."

Every time Orochimaru said a name, the look in his eyes brightened, and the fire of ambition in his chest burned even more.

However, in just one week, Orochimaru has a preliminary understanding of this vast and novel world, not the so-called simple literal understanding, but a more intuitive understanding obtained after some practical verification and research.

This can be seen from the trash can next to him, filled with dozens of blood-stained white gloves.

After all, he is a fanatical scientific maniac, and in his pursuit of knowledge and truth, he has always been unusually rigorous and cruel.

"It's a pity, it's all rubbish, and it doesn't have much research value." Orochimaru washed the scalpel, put it on a plate next to it, and said, "Genius is the necessary material." ”

His right hand gently slid over a row of test tubes, which were full of crimson liquid, and his face showed a faint tiredness, but the next moment, it was replaced by fiery excitement.

"Four factions, hey, hey, I'm looking forward to it." The corners of Orochimaru's mouth hooked a dangerous arc, "You have to take a good look at the geniuses of this world, but don't let me down." ”