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However, it is impossible to solve a night in such an easy way. One night, no matter how timid and afraid he is, his psychological quality is far beyond ordinary people. The reason why he is like this now is that a series of behaviors in the middle of the night are too weird.

"Damn, the variants are really troublesome!"

Fan Cheng snorted secretly, dealing with midnight, it is no longer possible to deal with it with common sense. Fang Cai, someone must have secretly helped Midnight, otherwise, all this would have ended long ago.

"Second uncle, what should I do now?" When Fan Ming saw that the midnight when he woke up was so strong, he was already frightened of the six gods.

"Well, he forced me!"

"Second uncle, you ......"

"Ming'er, delay for a while, and when I finish accumulating strength, I will finish him with one move!"

After Fan Cheng finished speaking to Fan Ming, he automatically retreated to the back row, focusing all over his body, pinching all kinds of weird handprints.

Grunt!

Fan Ming glanced at the second uncle who retreated behind him, and then looked back at the midnight that was walking towards him, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

So, with a stroke of his left foot, he took out a few fire charms from his body to protect himself. Then, he turned his hands around, grabbed a piece of yellow paper, and threw it into the middle of the night after reciting a few words in his mouth.

I saw that those yellow paper talismans flew towards Midnight, but they didn't hit him, but landed around Midnight, and there didn't seem to be anything mysterious.

"Stinky boy, how did you throw the talisman?"

Although Fan Cheng was accumulating strength, he had been paying attention to the battle here, and as soon as he saw him throw the rune paper crookedly, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Uh, second uncle, don't worry, nephew, I did it on purpose!" After explaining, Fan Ming rushed to the few paper talismans on the ground one by one.

Boom!

One spark after another burst out of the paper and joined together by the wind, forming a spiraling vortex of flames, trapping Midnight in it.

"Well, good boy, I'm not wrong! You hold on first, second uncle, I'll be fine right away! Fan Cheng glanced at Fan Ming appreciatively and praised him unabashedly.

With the second uncle's praise, Fan Ming suddenly felt excited, the previous fears were all gone, and his proud temperament emerged again.

"Haha, I've been praised again, I'm really a genius! You, leave it at that! ”

Fan Ming roared, took out a few more fire talismans and threw them into the flame vortex, making the vortex bigger and thicker again.

Midnight, who was in the whirlpool, instinctively stopped, looking at Huo Yan's eyes with a little fear, but in the next second, the corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing a sneer.

I saw Midnight slowly raise his arm, the black in his eyes was once again filled with a little blood red, and his face gradually turned gray, revealing a few terrifying green tendons.

Immediately after, a trace of black aura precipitated from his already blackened back, and slowly hit his arm, converging towards his palm.

When the palm of his hand gathered enough spiritual energy, Midnight stretched his arm into the flames.

He ...... What does he want to do......"

Outside the flame vortex, Fan Ming couldn't see what Midnight was doing, but he could vaguely see him stretching his arm into the flames, "He...... Is it crazy? ”

At this moment, Fan Minh's breathing became extremely tight, as if the world had stopped turning at this moment, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he couldn't believe that all this was true!

"II...... Second uncle! ”

Fan Ming shouted and then fell to the ground, his body was already weak and weak, his upper body trembled involuntarily, and his eyes with dilated pupils had overflowed with two lines of tears.

Fan Cheng, who was accumulating strength behind, hurriedly looked up after hearing the shout, and then the movements in his hands slowly stopped, his eyes staring ahead in despair like Fan Ming.

I saw the fiery vortex trapped in midnight in front of me, and a black palm slowly stretched out from it, and it was stained with a faint spiritual energy. There was not a trace of injury either.

If it was just like this, it would be okay, but the body connected to the hand also walked out of the flame vortex at the same time, and there was also a faint layer of dark qi wrapped around the body.

Midnight's hideous appearance was deeply imprinted in their hearts like a nightmare, and they would never forget this face, this face that belonged to the god of death.

When he saw Midnight walking out of the flame vortex unscathed, Fan Cheng immediately reacted and began to accelerate his energy again. Now, the only way to win is to use a trick, this monster that came out of nowhere is simply terrifying.

Whether it is in terms of behavioral ability, physical strength, or wind and fire resistance, it is far beyond the scope of normal mutant zombies.

Midnight had just come out of the flame whirlpool, and he was not in a hurry to recover his black pupils, nor was he in a hurry to take Fan Ming's life, but turned to look at the fire whirlpool behind him.

Having lost its purpose, it was still slowly turning, and there was no intention of dispersing.

Midnight looked at this fiery whirlpool, and his face stiffened with a sneer.

Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone, he put his hand into the fire again. Immediately after, a terrible scene appeared.

I saw the black aura on his palm, slowly wrapping around the flame and beginning to cover it. People only heard a sizzling sound, and the scorching flames like magma were swallowed up little by little by the black dark qi.

It's like a person nibbling on bread, from the middle to the sides, little by little, and there is no residue left.

Seeing Fan Ming's frightened eyes, Midnight turned around and smiled coldly at him, there was nothing more joyful than destroying what he was most proud of bit by bit in front of the enemy.

It's the best way to hit your enemies and pour out your anger. This is destruction!

Midnight sneered at the corner of his mouth, walked up to Fan Ming, and then looked up at Fan Cheng, who was accumulating strength, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Stop! What do you want? ”

Fan Cheng stared at Midnight with a nervous face and yelled, the accumulation of strength had reached a critical moment, if he stopped at this time, he would have lost all his efforts.

"Just now, you also ...... to Ming Hao and Qin Chen"

Before he finished speaking, a claw pierced Fan Ming's chest, and the black corpse claw went in, and it was replaced by a blood-stained corpse claw that penetrated out. It was bloodily placed in front of Fan Cheng's eyes, and smashed Fan Ming's still beating heart in front of him.

The rain of blood from the shattering of his heart splashed on Fan Cheng's face, the corners of his mouth, and his eyes.

"Ahh Brute, I'm going to kill you! ”

"Hehe, old fellow, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things!"

Midnight smiled, slowly withdrew his hand from Fan Ming's body, and poked it a few times in his mouth, revealing an expression of enjoyment.

"What good blood! You're not going to try it? Midnight kicked Fan Ming's corpse in front of Fan Cheng, and said coldly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

Although he went berserk, he remembered how Ye Minghao and Wang Qinchen were defeated by Fan Cheng, and turned into hatred and anger, seeking an opportunity to pour out.

Although Fan Cheng felt sorry for his nephew, he didn't dare to look at it again, for fear that a distraction would be wasted.