I broke out in a cold sweat and looked down at the place where the pain was coming from, and I had a terrifying feeling.

On my legs, my pants were also sliced open, and the piece of flesh that was exposed immediately appeared to have been cut by an invisible knife.

The whole piece of flesh slowly lifted up, very slowly, and the sharp pain from the wound stimulated every pain cell in my body, and I was a little speechless in pain, and the green tendons of the whole head bulged out.

This scene is all too familiar, and it is exactly the same as the Ling Chi suffered by Zhang Bing.

The same slowness, the same torture, the same maddening!

The roots of my teeth clicked, and my whole body became a little spasmodic under the severe pain.

My hands tightly covered the position of the lifted piece of meat, as if I wanted to use the pressure of my hand to heal the half-lifted piece of flesh.

But it didn't work, as if the cut wasn't coming from the outside world, but was digging out from the inside of my body.

No matter how much I tried to protect it, I could still feel the sharp pain of gradually cutting my flesh.

I frantically squeezed a breath out of my teeth, using this breath to keep my mind as clear as possible.

You must escape from here as soon as possible, and it is estimated that if you are shrouded in this black fog all the time, the final result will be to become a living skeleton.

But where can you run?

The escape route I had planned before was to use a narrow graveyard to escape, using the inconvenient body of the skeleton to achieve the purpose of escape, but now this plan is obviously impossible to implement.

Those two skeletons have turned into a cloud of black smoke, and in terms of flexibility, I am much stronger than a human!

Where else can't the skeletons that have turned to black smoke go? I'm afraid that even the smallest gap can easily pass through!

When I made the plan, I never thought about the joints in it, and to be honest, a normal person would not think about it like this.

Who would have thought that this skeleton could turn into a cloud of black smoke and be just as deadly and threatening?

What should I do now?

Judging from the current situation, if I don't come up with a solution within three minutes, even if I have a strategy to deal with it after three minutes, I will not be able to escape.

Because it took about 3 minutes to cut off a lot of meat on my legs, and now just a piece of meat makes my whole body cramp with pain, and I can't move freely, not to mention that more and more meat is being cut off from my legs as time goes by.

I'm afraid that at that time, it will be extremely difficult to take a single step!

Then another sharp pain came, I subconsciously gasped, and some of the black smoke was suddenly pulled into my mouth, and in an instant, I felt a strong smell of blood burst in my mouth.

I touched my mouth, and there was no bleeding from the side of my mouth, but I could really feel the smell of blood in my mouth, and there was only one explanation, that is, the smell of blood was originally the smell of the black particles.

What exactly is this black particle?

I'm sure that at this time, I am slowly undergoing the punishment of Ling Chi, which must be inseparable from this black particle!

Then there was another sharp pain in my body, only this time it was not from my feet, but from my wrists, where the gluttonous lines were.

Along with the sharp pain of the gluttonous lines, it seemed to cover up the pain in other parts of my body for a while, and at the same time, it also instantly made me feel a lot more relaxed.

And it seems that in this moment, the punishment of Ling Chi on his body has suddenly stopped.

"Gluttonous patterns work!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, this is also a great luck in misfortune, as long as the gluttonous pattern works, it is estimated that it can still fight for me for a while.

I half-squinted my eyes, and at this time, due to the dense fog, I couldn't see the slightest scene around me, and I could only rely on the approximate memory to slowly grope towards the tomb where Zhang Bing left.

I've read in books that the more tragic the death and the more evil they become, the stronger the regionality, and they usually don't go too far from the place where they died in vain or where they became evil.

If the gluttonous pattern can last me for about ten minutes, I can be absolutely safe!

Ten minutes is a conservative estimate, in fact, even if it doesn't support ten minutes, six or seven minutes is enough.

There was only one wound on my leg, and it wasn't too big, at least it was much lighter than Zhang Bing's injury.

So the impact on my speed is not too big, and I don't have a problem running as a whole, compared to Zhang Bing's almost limping walking, the difference is immediately apparent.

At this time, the surroundings were covered in thick smoke, and I could not see the slightest sight, but with the help of memory, I was able to quickly find the entrance to the tomb.

Thanks to the fact that there are not too many obstacles in this tomb, if you put a few more coffins, it will be difficult to walk.

The black fog was alive, and it followed me closely wherever I went, until I stepped into the tomb, and the black fog still hung over my head.

The wall was a straight line, and one hand hung in the air, at a certain distance from the wall next to it, and I started running.

I kept running along the graveyard, not my fastest speed, but it wasn't slow.

As I ran, the roots of my teeth were biting hard, and it seemed that the effect of the gluttonous lines was gradually waning, and I could already feel the pain from the wound on my leg.

It suddenly made my feet quicker again, and I could clearly feel the wound on my leg oozing blood, but now was not the time to care.

I let out a roar, and my muscles tensed up as I scrambled forward.

"Tear up!"

Then there was a familiar voice, and the shirt on my arm was suddenly opened, not only in the position of my arm, but also in my waist.

At this moment, there was also a sharp pain in my other leg, and I didn't need to look down, I also knew that Ling Chi's punishment had fallen on the other leg.

I don't know how far the fog will chase me, or how far I can run, I just gritted my teeth and ran along the graveyard.

Time passed little by little, and the wounds on my legs soon increased by two more, under the severe pain, both of my legs were terrifyingly weak, completely supported by this breath, once I let go of this breath, then it is estimated that in an instant, the strength of my whole body will be drained.