In the dark, Duan Zheng cautiously moved forward, quietly under the cover of the misty fog. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He soon appeared where the rustle sounded, and with one last step, a picture came into view.

It was a human head, upright on the ground, and the so-called rustling sound was made by the human head chewing on its own body.

The human head has thinning hair, and there are blood crusts on the scalp with a large amount of blood.

At this moment, the head of the man was lying on the neck of a headless corpse, and a rustling sound came from the trembling jaw.

The moment he saw this scene, Duan Zheng's instant reaction was that this human head was gnawing at his body.

He even had a hilarious image in his mind, that is, the scene of the flesh eaten by a human head falling from under the esophagus to the ground after passing through his mouth.

Under Duan Zheng's gaze, the blood-stained human head suddenly stopped trembling, as if he had discovered his arrival, and in the next second, the human head suddenly turned and faced Duan Zheng.

"Ahh

Duan Zheng let out an exclamation, although the human head had been seriously deformed, it was difficult to distinguish the specific appearance, but Duan Zheng vaguely found that it was his own appearance, if it was someone else, he would not be able to recognize this appearance, and only if it was himself, it would make him feel familiar.

At this point, even if the plot described in the script is over, he will already be a dead man when he appears again in the next scene.

After exclaiming, Duan Zheng suddenly found that the human head was gone, leaving only a headless corpse lying in place.

"How... What's going on? He put his hand on his chest and looked frightened.

In my heart, I wondered, is that all? Even if it's your own death?

No, it shouldn't be that simple, otherwise how can it be counted as a death plot, which is not difficult at all.

In the mood of looking for life, Duan Zheng immediately stepped forward to check the headless corpse, wanting to see what clues he could use, and to confirm whether this was his own body.

A few seconds later, Duan Zheng immediately threw down the corpse and jumped away.

"Bang."

The headless corpse exploded directly, turning into a puff of blood mist, and disappeared into the thick fog.

"This..."

Duan Zheng was speechless, his eyes were a little fluttering, the corpse just now was indeed himself, because there were some characteristics on his body, which were completely consistent.

There is only one difference, and that is the position of the heart, the heart in the chest has disappeared.

Suddenly, Duan Zheng's whole body tightened, his body entered a tense state, and he immediately scanned his surroundings and made a defensive posture.

He has a feeling of being watched, just like when he is watching TV, he can clearly see that there is a perspective approaching the plot character, but the plot character is unaware, he is now this feeling, knowing that something is approaching, but he just can't find the specific location.

As time passed, and in just a dozen seconds, he was already soaking wet, which was a natural reaction when his body was highly tense.

Finally, he felt that a crisis had appeared, and he was about to be approached, and his body flashed away in an instant, and a huge copper hook appeared directly in place.

"Whoa."

The sound of chains rattled and the brass hooks floated there, pulling the chains straight.

"Hooked."

Duan Zheng was stunned for a moment, he was not prepared at all, he originally thought that he would miss, this blow could not make a contribution, but he didn't expect to hook the ghost that attacked him.

"Whoa."

He immediately took control of the Locks of Annihilation, intending to drag the ghost into the depths of Hell.

However, soon his face changed, no matter how he manipulated it, the Lock of Annihilation had no intention of taking it back, not that it couldn't be taken back, but that something fixed it there, and it couldn't be taken back at all.

"Click, click."

With a few soft sounds, the lock of annihilation broke inch by inch, and the huge copper hook directly shattered, turning into nothingness and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Duan Zheng couldn't retract his strength, and flew out directly upside down and fell to the ground.

Everything fell into calm again, the ghost he couldn't see, and he didn't dare to move first, for fear of being discovered by the ghost and attacked.

The experience just now made him realize the lack of his strength again, if the strength is strong, the lock of annihilation will not be broken, this is the embodiment of strength, and the strength of the lock of annihilation is also here, it can become stronger with the strength of the host, and once broken, it can be summoned again from the depths of hell.

After falling to the ground, Duan Zheng directly turned over and lay there, and the spiritual projection world was immediately released, enveloping the surrounding space.

Soon he frowned again, finding nothing, and the spirit projection world could not detect the ghost.

Suddenly, a vague shadow flashed in the spiritual projection world, quickly approaching his location, it was so fast that it didn't give Duan Zheng time to react at all.

"Drink."

Duan Zheng burst into tears, the spiritual projection world is the biggest cheat, and the moment he discovered the abnormality, he slammed the ground, his body quickly raised, and the distance from the ground was widened.

"Whoa."

The wind flashed, leaving drops of blood and cutting off all the weeds on the ground from the waist, revealing a smooth passage.

Duan Zheng felt a chill in his heart, if he didn't dodge this time, he would inevitably be cut into two pieces, which was worse than cutting off his head and dying.

Falling to the ground again, he operated the spiritual projection world to the extreme, one hundred and eight acupuncture points all over his body glowed, and one by one swirling black holes began to emerge, even if he was defeated, he would never want to die without resistance.

"Smack."

A drop of sweat fell, and it was very clear in this place that was so silent that there was not even the sound of insects, and at the same time, a vague shadow in the spiritual projection world approached rapidly again.

"Kill."

Duan Zheng roared, and one hundred and eight black holes all over his body were fully operational, all of which spread to the size of a fist, and then rushed out one hundred and eight black chains, and a copper hook at the top of the wind was facing the wind, flashing a faint green luster.

"Whoa."

A series of collision sounds came, and one hundred and eight copper hooks made contact with an inexplicable existence, and then shattered and disappeared one by one.

It can be clearly seen that Duan Zheng has countless chains and copper hooks in front of him, and this defensive layer is being destroyed and destroyed, and even in a few seconds, he will face that terrifying ghost.

"Boom."

With a roar, all the locks of annihilation collapsed, and the black hole in Duan Zheng's body also closed in an instant, at this moment, he could only meet the attack of the ghost head-on.

"Poof."

Without a tenth of a second, Duan Zheng felt a pain in his chest, and then looked down, a terrifying wound appeared there, and the heart inside was gone.

The wound is recovering quickly, but Duan Zheng feels dizzy at this time, without his heart, there is no source of power for the blood in his body, and the flow rate will slowly decrease, and even stop completely in the end.

"Roar..."

Duan Zheng roared in his mouth, and at this moment, he was wrapped in a storm of black particles, spinning rapidly, and there was a trace of chaotic aura.

"Reincarnation devours."

The chest instantly released endless suction, radiating in the direction of the front, but in an instant, a large piece of fog disappeared, completely cleared under the gravity of the black hole, and even the moment the black particle storm came into contact, it was completely annihilated into nothingness.

At the same time, Duan Zheng exerted force under his feet, rushing towards the target that still had a trace of induction, which was the Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart.

He wanted to take it back with reincarnation devouring and then put it back in his chest.

The Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart is incomparably precious, and the thunder energy it produces can even compete with the power of Heavenly King-level ghosts, which shows its strength.

As long as Duan Zheng still has a breath left, he will never allow it to be taken away, because with it, he can live, even if his head is broken, it doesn't matter.

Fortunately, after the Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart was dug out, the ghost did not leave, but stopped not far away, this time, Duan Zheng no longer needed to use the spiritual projection world to sense, and the Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart was the best guiding light.

"Give me back the heart."

Duan Zheng roared, and the person had already carried the reincarnation devouring to the extreme.

Silently, the surrounding trees, mist, and mountains and rocks all disappeared and disappeared under the black hole vortex formed by black particles and chaotic aura, and as Duan Zheng moved, this phenomenon was still spreading, as if destroying the world and destroying the world.

It's just that Duan Zheng knows very well that even so, he still can't help that ghost, and whether he can even get in touch with it is a problem, just because he is still too weak, with the strength of the ghost, with the rapid growth of the difficulty of horror films, his realm strength can no longer match it at all.

Suddenly, a strong death crisis came, and Duan Zheng felt that in the next second, he would die.

"Huh."

A subtle voice sounded, and a human head flew, and finally landed in front of the neck of his corpse, it was Duan Zheng.

Hot blood gushed out from the neck, covering the skull, and then the hair on the skull quickly dissolved and fell off, and the blood began to look down on the scalp, and the scalp was rapidly recovering.

In the end, it formed the appearance that Duan Zheng had seen before, with sparse hair, blood scabs on his head, and blood stains on his face.

At this time, he was still roaring, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't make a sound.

If someone looks from behind, they will see that he is gnawing on his own corpse, and this scene is very terrifying.

Despite being like this, Duan Zheng was still awake, he could sense that danger was approaching again, and the ghost had not left yet.

Indeed, this is a death plot, and if the target character does not die, the ghost will generally not leave, and of course, it may choose to leave when the ghost is unable to help the target.

The fog that converged again dispersed, and a faint shadow appeared, right next to Duan Zheng, very hazy, and he couldn't even tell if it was a human form, only a wisp of shadow.

Under Duan Zheng's dead gaze, the shadow began to approach, and it was bending over, as if to pick up Duan Zheng's head.

"Damn, are you going to die again?"

Duan Zheng couldn't help but think of the many times he had died before, which time was a sudden, and it was a horror that would kill people.

But this time, he still couldn't see hope, and if there was no miracle, he would have died in the midst of countless deaths.