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At this time, everything in the mourning hall was quiet, silent, only a picture, a terrifying bloody corpse covered in skinless flesh and blood and steaming mist, with his right arm inserted in the chest of a young man with a peaceful face, penetrating through the chest, terrifying and terrifying.

And this man was Duan Zheng, he had closed his eyes, his breathing was weak, his head was drooping, and he was just a little bit, lying on the shoulders of the bloody corpse.

The evil spirit blood corpse stood still, its bloody face was also bubbling with blood, and he was glaring resentfully, just staring at Duan Zheng resentfully.

"Ho... Hoh..."It made a muffled sound in its throat, unable to hear what was being said.

Duan Zheng's state is very bad, he is not dead now, but his consciousness is in a state of confusion and cannot be awakened.

The blood in his body was evaporating, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he twitched from time to time.

"Duan Zheng, save me."

Suddenly, a voice appeared in his blurred consciousness, and he heard the voice of help, familiar, but couldn't remember who.

"Duan Zheng, save me." The voice sounded again, his fingers moved slightly, who the hell was it? Still can't remember.

Am I not already dead? Who else will call me?

His subconscious was confused, but still nothing responded.

However, in the following period, various voices appeared, all calling for help.

"Who is it?" He was confused and unable to make the judgment he deserved.

But there was also a feeling that it was important for him to know who the owner of the voice was, that person.

"Duan Zheng, I'm Zhao Rui."

"Duan Zheng, I'm Yang Xiao."

"I'm Mo Xue."

Voices rang out in his head.

"It's... Be... You guys are in... Call me... Is it? ”

Finally, his vague consciousness began to coalesce, and at the same time, the blood in his body flowed like a river.

"I... I am... Duan Zheng. ”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and in them, there was chaos, without any color.

"I'm Duan Zheng." He opened his mouth and roared, his eyes widening and the aura of chaos enveloping.

"Roar..."

At this time, he subconsciously opened his arms and stretched out to both sides, stretching as much as he could.

On the chest, where the bloody hand pierced, the wound began to change color, and wisps of chaotic aura were revealed.

The blood flowing from the wound also turned into a mess, losing its original color and dripping on the ground, forming a chaotic-colored liquid.

The liquid did not penetrate into the ground, but instead converged, flowed to Duan Zheng's location, and then submerged through his feet. Return to the body with the body.

At this time, the wound on the chest began to spread, and the wound on the thickness of the arm became the size of a bowl in the blink of an eye, and it was still getting bigger.

The arm of the evil spirit blood corpse had disappeared, as if it had been completely corroded, and as the wound on Duan Zheng's chest spread, it had become a black hole, and the black hole was empty, and there was nothing.

Immediately afterward, the black hole began to spin and erupted with a terrifying suction.

"Wheel... Return... Swallow... Gnaw. Duan Zheng read it word by word.

The black hole in his chest rotated rapidly, the chaotic aura formed a whirlpool, and the terrifying suction exploded, and his hands were spread out, as if he was hugging an upcoming friend.

"Roar..."

The evil spirit blood corpse roared and began to struggle violently, but it was useless, its body began to approach the black hole in Duan Zheng's chest, and most of its arms, which had disappeared, began to collapse little by little, turning into a little starlight, and being sucked into the chaotic black hole.

The bloody corpse of the evil spirit struggled, and the boiling flesh and blood rolled even more violently, as if a piece of meat had been put into a pot of oil, and the sound of pulling was endless.

"Roar..."

The blood corpse of the evil spirit suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, and this time, the roar was endless, and it never stopped.

"Boom."

A slight sound came out, and phantoms began to appear in the mourning hall, which were the powerful ghosts that appeared at the ghost gate before, and these ghosts appeared again at this time.

After the phantom appeared, it stopped for a while, and immediately rushed towards the blood corpses that were struggling in pain, and these powerful ghosts went forward one after another, appearing one by one, rushing towards the blood corpses of evil spirits one by one.

Then, blend in and merge with the evil spirits.

"Snort."

As countless ghosts continued to merge, the evil spirits began to make a slight sound, and streams of black gas erupted from the flesh and blood, swirling around the body.

Its figure stopped advancing, and the distance between it and Duan Zheng at this time was only a dozen centimeters, and the two were already close to each other face to face.

The evil spirit's body was shrouded in the chaos vortex, but it was no longer able to forcibly attract it, and the evil spirit became even more terrifying.

Duan Zheng raised his head, his chaotic eyes looked directly at the evil spirit, and at this moment, a terrifying aura erupted in his eyes, and the chaotic qi condensed, giving people an infinite sense of horror.

The evil spirit began to retreat, step by step, very slowly, resisting the gravitational pull of the black hole in Duan Zheng's chest.

"Roar..."

It roared again, and countless powerful ghosts appeared again, swarming in, and at this time, the spirit hall was already filled with countless phantoms.

Suddenly, the evil spirit's body shook, and then it swelled in a circle, directly exceeding two meters in height, and its body was huge, carrying a clenched oppression, and it retreated faster.

"You... Walk.. No... Finish. Duan Zheng's voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell, hoarse, terrifying and terrifying.

The swirling black hole in his chest had stopped spreading, and at this time, the black hole completely covered Duan Zheng's chest, where a terrifying aura was released.

Just as Duan Zheng's words fell, the chaotic qi in the black hole surged out, forming an even more huge funnel-shaped vortex in front of his chest, and the already terrifying suction power skyrocketed again.

The evil spirit, which had withdrawn a few meters away, stopped again and began to move forward, pulled by the suction.

A tug-of-war ensued between the two.

The terrifying suction continued, but the other items in the mourning hall were not affected, and the reincarnation devoured was not aimed at the dead objects of the item type, it was aimed at all living creatures and inanimate ghosts.

As the evil spirit approached again, the ghostly phantom behind it began to appear at an accelerated speed, and all of them converged and merged into the blood corpse.

At the same time, at the entrance of the mourning hall, wisps of black mist began to enter, and they also converged with the blood corpse of the evil spirit, allowing them to enter.

At first, it was just a wisp, but after a few seconds, it turned into a stream, and in a few seconds, the black mist surged in, completely submerging the evil spirit blood corpse and the evil ghosts behind it.

These black fogs are the black mist precipitated in the courtyard, rich and deep, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

Where the black mist was overwhelmed, the terrifying coercion spread out, and Duan Zheng could clearly feel that the invisible momentum was coming to his face, making him feel the pressure.

"Monster, die." Duan Zheng snorted, he finally made a certain decision.

More chaotic aura was released in his chest, and the huge vortex swelled again, covering the entire mourning hall.

At this time, Duan Zheng's face began to dry up, and then the shriveled spread, spreading all over his body, and his whole body was drying up very quickly, as if he had lost blood all over his body.

In fact, the black vortex outside the black hole in his chest was composed of the chaotic aura emanating from his body, and those chaotic aura were transformed by the blood in his body.

In other words, if you want to burst out with a lot of power, you need to pay a lot of price for Duan Zheng, if you still can't succeed in killing the enemy in the end, then it will be him who dies, not killed by the enemy, but consumed by himself.

At this time, Duan Zheng was also out of the way, he was already conscious, and he knew the situation he was facing, if he couldn't eliminate the evil spirit in front of him, then it was not only him who died.

There are also those companions who are facing a crisis, and their lives are determined by their own success or failure at this time.

He can't fail.

The black mist is constantly coming, and the ghosts are also constantly appearing, and in just a moment, the evil spirit blood corpse is covered with black armor, which is the result of the convergence of the black mist, and while merging with the evil spirit, it also condenses a layer of defensive armor on the surface of its body.

"Roar..."

A loud roar sounded, and a tangible sound wave appeared, dispersing the black mist, revealing a black evil spirit three meters tall and away.

At this time, the evil spirit, covered in black armor, broke the mourning hall, and the roof was overturned during the action.

Its disappeared arm reappeared, and in the palm of its hand were five and a half meter-long sharp nails, full of intimidation.

On the other arm, a black glittering shield stood upright, and the shield was a meter and a half high, equivalent to half of its body.

The evil spirit, which was originally covered in flesh and blood, has become a battle-hardened hell spirit, with armor, shields, weapons, and everything, which is simply an invincible image.

The ghosts don't appear anymore. The black fog is no longer coming.

The evil spirit no longer needed those, at this time, it stood two meters in front of Duan Zheng's body, its black armor was shining, flashing luster, and its body of more than three meters exuded the power of a wild beast.

Suddenly, it moved, its right hand was raised, five huge sharp nails stretched, a distance of two meters, for it, it didn't mean much, as long as the arm fell, the tiny ant in front of it would be divided into several segments.

The chaotic aura in Duan Zheng's eyes became even more condensed, like a steaming flame, about to jump out of his eyes.

He was in a solemn mood, the evil spirits at this time were no longer something that a small crew like the Ninth Crew could deal with, and if it were an ordinary medium-sized crew, it would be possible to destroy them all.

Even if it is a large crew, it is impossible to win it without spending a lot of effort.

This is Duan Zheng's current thoughts, he doesn't know how powerful the other crews are, let alone know, even if it is a large crew, the gap is hard to believe, take the first crew and the second crew as an example, among the thirteen crews, they are both large crews, but any member of the first crew can easily destroy the second crew, this is a cruel fact.

The detachment of the first crew is definitely not something that the other twelve crews can imagine, that person can communicate with the god of death, and must have extraordinary means to enter the sainthood, otherwise it will make all the leaders of the twelve crews jealous, and they will not even dare to investigate it blatantly.

The evil spirit's huge claws had already swung down, slashing towards Duan Zheng who was holding it with open hands, if it hit, then everything would be over, and there was no room for turning back.

Unless Duan Zheng is dismembered, he still has the strength to fight again, but that is obviously impossible.

(Thanks to the little friend "Mixed Yuan Venerable" for ten recommendation votes for rewarding ^_^) (To be continued.) )