Chapter 1137: Nine L.A. Cities [5]

It's cold, it's oozing, it's disgusting.

I couldn't stand being fallen, thinking of what Lin Siya told me before, if I used my own strength, it would promote the power of which mutated monster at that time.

If we really get to that point, it will really be impossible for a few of us to live anymore, so I have to lift the Falling Moon Sword on the side.

I couldn't help but stab it a few times with the Falling Moon Sword, and as a result, I was horrified to find that this Falling Moon Sword, although it looked a little scary, just for these ghosts, it only made those ghosts frown.

I was a little stunned, the Falling Moon Sword, is there something wrong with the way I used.

Or rather, this thing is not like this, but it is true, although the Falling Moon Sword was stabbed on the bodies of the ghosts, but I was expecting it to have some effect, and it turned out that it was really useless.

Instead, it was completely enraged, and the ghost kept staring at me, that action.

I feel a little bad in my heart, this ghost was angry with me, and now, Lin Siya is next to her, and she is also too busy to take care of herself, if I am here, if I add some difficulties to Lin Siya, maybe it will disturb Lin Siya to attack other ghosts.

Thinking of this, my heart is a little angry, this little ghost, it is really a little strange that it can still make me in such an embarrassing situation, but I think, I use my own strength, maybe I will have a draw.

At this time, the black shadow group suddenly crawled out of the six fakes, and I watched as which black shadow gathered together to wrap me.

I felt suffocated instantly, it was very difficult to breathe, I felt that my surroundings had been made eerie, I felt cold all over my body, and I was a little powerless to press my chest. Looking at the fake in front of me, I couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Their movements were so weird that I couldn't help but frown.

For these guys, I just don't know what to do.

I was stunned, the six fakes were dancing, and I didn't know what they were doing.

Each fake was expressionless, like a mechanical dance that is very popular now, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and I thought it was quite novel, clubbing my chin with my arm.

The action of one of the fakes is enchanting, but it is quite fun, and the whole body swings with a rhythmic melody, which is quite cool.

I squatted down, my legs feeling a little sore after standing for a long time, and my mouth trembled slightly.

Those fakes seem to have been dancing for a long time, but they don't mean to end at all. And swinging his arms back and forth, he didn't stop for half a day, and his movements were agile.

Fakes have been directed at me all the time, as if they were specially arranged for me.

The more I looked at it, the more strange I felt, and I muttered in my heart for a long time, and I was a little overwhelmed.

Their dance steps are abnormal, definitely not like any ordinary dancing, very strange.

I shouted, "You guys...... Don't play any tricks. ”

My brow furrowed, and there were ripples, but I had completely let my guard down.

However, the fakes didn't say a word, and after one look at me, they turned away disdainfully, and then danced to themselves.

Immediately after, the music suddenly sounded out of nowhere, it seemed to be the exclusive music of the fakes, accompanied by the pace, but with a bit of funny.

It didn't take long for me to see the fakes in front of me, solemnly bowing their waists, as if they were holding a ceremony.

Moreover, the fake in the middle was still holding an unknown object, his fingers were shaking back and forth, and he was silently reading something in his mouth.

But what do you do?

The more I looked, the more I wondered, these fakes were really incomprehensible.

Then, a relatively short fake came to the middle and turned around a few times.

I don't know how long it took, the music slowly stopped, and the dancing movements of the fakes came to an abrupt end.

I was silent, ready to see what the fakes would do.

At the end of the song, they finished dancing. Fakes, suddenly a bunch of black water came out of the beach, and it looks quite disgusting.

I suddenly gaged and covered my mouth, because I really couldn't bear to look at it.

"What do you want to do?"

I subconsciously took a few steps back, a trace of fear flashed in my eyes, and I estimated that if I was not careful, I would encounter some unforeseen disaster.

The black shadow swirled back and forth, and finally in the blink of an eye, it had become a black shadow cluster.

I couldn't help but be amazed, I couldn't imagine what was being done.

Then, after one of the fakes was ready, he jumped and got into the Black Shadow Troupe.

In an instant, I felt an itch in my ears.

Moreover, the sensation gradually turned into a stinging pain, and it became more and more intense, and even became unbearable.

So, I grabbed my head painfully with my hand, and soon the fake that had just burrowed into the Shadow Cluster skewered out of the hole in my ear.

In this way, it tormented me one after another, and I began to lose a little bit of my life.

"It hurts." I endured it for a long time, and I cried out, and my voice was painful.*

I saw that the fake's laughter rang out, echoing around the empty surroundings.

I pursed my lips and stared at the fake, as if I understood everything.

These guys are going to replace me. If I let them go on like this, maybe I'll soon be devoured.

In that case, it's really bad.

I'm not going to let them get their way, that's underestimating me.

I rubbed my broken ear, and suddenly I felt my brain buzzing.

Another fake rushed into the black circle, and I watched vigilantly, dodging back and forth, but it got into my nose again.

It was still an itchy and painful sensation, crossed together, unable to move.

Those fakes, one by one, rushed over.

And I block left and right, but I have to say that I underestimated the strength of the fakes.

These things want to replace me, no way!

I turned slightly sideways, with a serious expression, and a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, ready for battle, and must not succeed.

Soon, I was rolling back and forth on the ground, as if I had been bitten, and I was powerless to struggle.

I fell into a deep sense of horror and looked in horror at the six fakes standing in front of me.

When did they become so powerful?

I felt my whole body ache and feel my body tremble, and if it spreads in this way, it is estimated that it will not be long before those six fakes will completely replace me. If this were to materialize, the consequences would be unimaginable. Also, I haven't found a way to break through to this day, which also bothers me. Now, I'm the only one left, and that's even more of a numerical weakness.