Zhao Yingkong's hidden assassination at the beginning was almost dodged by the white-clothed assassin, and then the self-created assassination technique Youyue was avoided again, and the successive assassination misses made her feel very unhappy now, after closing her eyes tightly, she suddenly opened them again, and after glancing in a certain direction, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a sneer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately, strange and eerie syllables kept spitting out of her pink lips, and the constantly converging ghostly aura in her hands made her look like a powerful ghost.

In a certain alley in the center of London, a pitch-black void crack suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a distorted shadow fell out of it, this figure was the demon scout who had just infiltrated the small manor, Xiaopeng.

After falling out of the crack, the black and white stripes that were originally wrapped around his body faded sharply, and the huge and terrifying shadow power was also completely out of control, dissipating without a trace in a few seconds, his pale face, wrinkled and shrunken skin, his chapped and iron-blue lips, and his scattered and godless eyes made this guy look extremely weak, and the wound that extended directly from his left shoulder to his waist was even more hideous and twisted. After falling to the ground, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, just lying on the ground and convulsing.

In addition to a series of shadow abilities, the Shadow Clan bloodline has no additional strengthening effect on the body, and the assassin training trial is also extremely limited in the improvement of the system, so Zhao Yingkong's Netherworld Soul Snatcher Curse killing method immediately caused him extremely serious damage, and the twelfth apostle, the Night Angel Transformation is an S-level ability that requires extremely high body strength, so just releasing a shadow cage is already a little unsustainable, so he had to turn on the shadow teleportation and flee immediately.

After a while, he leaned against the wall and struggled to get up from the ground, he secretly thought to himself: "Hey, this time it's a complete loss, I didn't find Sam Winchester, and I didn't get any benefits, and I was forced to use the Night Angel transformation, the old Ben is going to be pasted in, and the Middle-earth team is also *** perverted, even a Lori who seems to be a soft girl, is ghostly, if I meet him again, I have to ...... her."

After taking out a pill from the ring and throwing it into his mouth, his originally pale face finally eased a little, and after spitting on the ground, the pain in his chest made him think helplessly: "Fortunately, my body can't bear the night angel, so I withdraw so early, otherwise I am afraid that I may not be able to leave that manor, anyway, I finally survived, this main god space is really ......"

However, before he could walk out of the alley, the gloomy and cold air mass seeped into his body from the wound, and the already small amount of dark element power in his body began to lose a large amount again, and this absorbing power was like hollowing out his entire body, constantly gnawing and absorbing all the flesh and blood energy.

Seriously injured and dying, how could he withstand such a devastation, he only felt dizzy at the moment, and his consciousness became more and more blurred under the torture of weakness and pain, and he only had time to spit out the two-word classic national scolding, and he fell to the ground again, completely unconscious, and let the yin wind and ghost qi continue to rage in his body............

"Kill Xiao Peng, a member of the demon team, and get seven thousand reward points, one B-level side story, one death of the demon reincarnation team, one point, and now the Zhongzhou reincarnation team is one point."

After hearing the main god's prompt without any emotion, Zhao Yingkong just snorted lightly and turned to leave, this cold and arrogant Lori was obviously not satisfied with killing the target like this.

On the west side, the backyard of the small manor, just like the earth line failed in front of the mechanical guards, the stealth skills of the dark wizards can hide from the naked eye, but they can't hide from the detection and scanning of the T-M mechanical eye, and the fog of confusion has no effect on these mechanical bodies made of electronic parts, if they don't all carry a lot of magic scrolls with them, then they will end up with the same fate as the knife warriors.

However, although dissociation and rust are very useful to mechanical guards, and the dark wizards have long been prepared for bullets, the firearm technology of contemporary society is not the same thing as the modified firearms of the Middle-earth team, and they are also embarrassed in front of the dense firepower network of Gauss sniper rifles and strong fusion guns, in order to prevent these alliance cannon fodder from being damaged, the demon team members who follow behind can only help.

This is a man in a silver-gray skull robe, his skinny and shriveled face is like a zombie, the most striking thing is that the hands that do not look like humans at all, the white skin on the original fingers has been completely monolithic by the unknown crimson bones, the palms of the hands emit a faint luster, the fingertips are like sharp blades, the knots of the fingers are also twisted by crimson substance, the back of the knuckles is covered with barbs, and in the palms where the five fingers are connected, there is a small crimson crystal skeleton suspended, There was a faint red glow in the hollow eye sockets.

After hearing the minus one point prompt in his head, his face suddenly became gloomy. He believes in the strength of the demon team at all, and he does not believe that the strength of the Zhongzhou team will be above the demon team, he clearly remembers that in the plot of the legend of the ghost and god, the sacrifice that originally controlled the storm, wind and sand, like a god, was casually tied up into a dead dog during talking and laughing.

And as a clone, he hated his own body just like the other clones, in his mind, the body was just a bunch of naïve fools, just a team of middle-earths, how could they be, and what qualifications could they have compared to themselves as a member of the demon team!

Thinking of this, the resentment in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and a large ball of dead air surged out of his hand, wrapping several mechanical guards around him, and the sturdy alloy body of the original T-M mechanical guard cracked and twisted in a squeak, shattering into debris all over the ground.

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