Looking through the window, I saw several black shadows gathered together as if they were gnawing on something, and the sound of teeth chewing on bones came into my ears, clicking as if they were directly rubbing against people's eardrums.

Those things all looked similar, a cloud of black gas, only the face was substantial. There was something lying on the ground, still struggling weakly. These things focused on "eating" the thing on the ground, and in addition to Biluo's powerful sealing ability, they didn't even notice that An Zheng was already outside.

An Zheng glanced at the monkey, who nodded slightly, and then glanced back at Huanwan. Although there was no communication, Huanwan immediately understood what they meant.

Biluo Lock, the strength is not only in the concealment aura and defense, but also in the fact that it can pull the enemy into the control range of Biluo Lock in an instant. The reason why Huanwan controls Biluosuo instead of the goddess is because Huanwan has a unique talent, and if she fights alone, it is nothing, and even Du Thin can't beat it. However, when she uses her natural ability to cooperate with Biluo Lock, she is almost invincible.

The moment Huanwan nodded, she jumped in with the Biluo lock and into the window. At the same time, the monkey and An Zheng smashed directly into the wall in front of them. Several people entered together, and at that moment, the powerful suction of Biluolock sucked in all the necromancers in the room.

At the moment when the necromancer entered the Biluo lock, Huanwan held the Biluo lock tightly with both hands, and the purple light on both hands was swirling.

With a buzz, all the necromancy within the control of Biluo Lock was suppressed for a tenth of a second. In a tenth of a second, the necromancers were as stiff as stones, unable to move or resist.

The duration of Huanwan's innate skill depends on the strength of the enemy, these necromancers are comparable to cultivators in the True Immortal Realm because they have absorbed a large amount of the death qi of other necromancers, and they are about the same as Chen Shaobai Du, and they are lower than An Zheng. However, they have a special physique, and they are in hell, so they may not be able to control them quickly if they fight directly.

However, Huanwan's talent is part race and part life and death. If the other party is a person who far exceeds Huanwan's strength, such as a strong person at the level of Immortal Venerable, maybe the time of this control is not even a ten-thousandth of a second.

At this moment, An Zheng and the monkey shot at the same time, and a tenth of a second was enough.

After subduing these necromancers, An Zheng and the others quickly withdrew, because An Zheng and the monkey both sensed that there was an even more terrifying existence in this town. These dead spirits in the ghost yamen are not worth mentioning at all compared to that breath.

After grabbing it, he quickly retreated, and several people tacitly understood as if they had cooperated countless times. In fact, this is exactly a kind of body that has reached this level of strength, and the thinking is almost the same. The goddess deliberately broke off and was in the last position after making sure that no one found out.

They quickly withdrew from the town, then exited the portal and found a more secluded place on the dirt mountain.

"Do you see what's gnawed?"

"Companions. ”

An Zheng glanced at the subdued necromancers, and glanced back at Huanwan and the goddess: "When you ask them about things, the methods will be more cruel, so you two can turn around and don't look at them." ”

Huanwan had a look on her face that I hadn't seen before, and she was quite disdainful.

An Zheng shook his head and walked over to one of the necromancers. If you look closely, you can really feel the horror of these guys, it can't be uglier than that. A mass of black qi was constantly distorting, and after being imprisoned by An Zheng and their cultivation power, they were still struggling desperately, and their mouths made a hissing sound like a poisonous snake spitting out letters. Especially the eyes on that ugly face, when looking at people, they are fierce and creepy.

"I want to ask you a few things, but you won't cooperate. ”

An Zheng pulled out the long knife that was at the pinnacle of gold, and poured the power of cultivation into the long knife. He already had the power of necromancy in his body, and after the power entered the blade, a faint layer of black qi appeared on the knife.

With a poof, An Zhengduo didn't say a word, and he didn't ask any questions at all, and directly split the necromancer at the front. It's just that I didn't expect that the materialized Lian of these necromancy was so strong that it made people's scalps tingle, and the long knife at the peak of the gold product actually failed to split the face into two pieces with one knife after being infused with the power of cultivation.

The knife stuck in the nose of the face, and it had been opened, and the blade was stuck in the roof of the jaw and teeth. The upper part was cut open, the skull parted to the sides, and streams of dark green stuff flowed out. An Zheng's knife twitched back and forth a few times, and it was actually very strong.

"Something, it's so hard. ”

The necromancer wailed out from the severe pain, and if it weren't for Biluosuo's super sealing ability, this voice might have been able to travel dozens of miles away. An Zheng stepped on the necromancy's skull and pulled out the long knife, and the sound of the knife rubbing against the bones gave goosebumps to the body.

After pulling out the knife, An Zheng did not stop.

"Can't cut it open?"

He grabbed half of the thing's face with one hand, and slashed it down with the knife in the other. Each knife is precisely slashed in the same place, and the axe chops through firewood almost like this. Knife by knife, it took more than a dozen consecutive slashes to completely cut the skull of that thing, and the black green liquid flowed all over the ground, the scene was bloody and terrifying.

"Ahh

Huanwan screamed in fright and turned her head not to look again.

An Zheng straightened up and looked at the knife to see that there was no gap in it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He kicked the corpse of the necromantic away and walked towards the second necromancer: "You have now been given the opportunity to answer the question, are you willing to take it?"

The necromancer looked at An Zheng, and his eyes were full of resentment. It struggled upwards for a moment, its mouth wide open and roaring at An Zheng.

With a pop, An Zheng poked the long knife into the necromancer's mouth. The blade writhed back and forth in its mouth a few times, and the tongue inside was crushed, and minced flesh and dark green liquid poured out of the mouth one by one.

The goddess turned around, and couldn't stand it anymore.

An Zheng twisted the knife back and forth a few times, and then pulled it out, the necromancer hissing in pain when he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make much noise.

"You're disqualified. ”

An Zheng kicked the necron to the ground, then raised his foot and stepped on the necromancy's head, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands and poking it down, one knife at a time. Poked through the two eyes of the necromancer, and it didn't take long for the eye socket to be pierced in a strange shape. Although this necromancer did not split his head, dozens of knife holes were poked out, and the liquid that should have been blood flowed from the knife holes. The necromancer writhed on the ground a few times, and then died completely.

An Zheng dragged the knife towards the third necromancer, and the knife made a mark on the ground.

"Now it's your turn. ”

An Zheng's knife was raised and placed on the necromancy's skull: "I know you guys can talk, and you can understand what I'm saying. Give you a chance, would you like to answer my question? ”

The necromancer didn't have a grudge in its eyes like the first two, its eyes flickered obviously, and it seemed that it was really afraid. But it was clearly still wrestling, perhaps there was something more terrifying than the fear that An Zheng brought them now.

"You shouldn't hesitate. ”

An Zheng sighed: "You also lost the opportunity. ”

The long knife in An Zheng's hand pierced through the left eye socket of the necromancer, and with a pop, the sword pierced through the back of the skull. An Zheng's wrist turned, and the knife more than doubled the eye socket like a rapidly rotating drill. The necromancer wailed, and the ears of the man were pierced with pain. Although they didn't look back, the goddess and Huanwan also probably knew what An Zheng was doing, and the faces of both of them were a little pale, especially Huanwan, whose lips were trembling.

An Zheng pulled out the knife stained with the viscous liquid, and stabbed it into the right eye socket. After the knife penetrated, An Zheng used the knife to pick up the necromancer and smash it on both sides, left and right, after seven or eight blows back and forth, the knife split the eye socket and skull, and half of the skull of the thing fell off, and the brain-like thing flowed a lot.

An Zheng walked towards the fourth necromancer with his knife, and said as he walked: "I have already killed three, and there are still three, even if you don't want to answer me, it doesn't matter." Anyway, killing three is also killing, and killing six is also killing. ”

He didn't ask any more questions this time, but went up and kicked the fourth necromancer over, and then slashed like crazy with a knife in both hands. This time the cut is even more brutal, how can you describe that feeling...... It's like a firewood knife chopping firewood, but the firewood knife is not very sharp, so it can't be split directly with one knife, but smashed it one by one, and the sawdust flies.

It must not have been sawdust at this time, but the skull of the necromancy. A knife went down to see a hole, and then another knife widened the hole, and then a knife went down, and the skull fragments flew apart. The necromancer fell to the ground and twitched, and An Zheng seemed to have turned into a demon without the slightest intention of stopping.

After about two minutes, the fourth necromancer's head was completely out of sight, and on the ground was a pile of crumbled dumpling-filled stuff, mixed with skulls and other things, looking extremely bloody, though not blood-red......

As if tired, An Zheng chopped the head of the fourth necromancer into minced meat, straightened up and stretched his arms. Then he looked at the five dead spirits on the ground and strode over: "That's it, since you are all hard bones, then I will fulfill you, and I won't ask." ”

"I ...... Sincere...... I do. ”

The fifth necromancer's mouth clicked a few times, as if he hadn't spoken for too long, so he spoke awkwardly, as if he had almost forgotten the pronunciation. The voice is very hoarse, which makes people very uncomfortable to listen to.

"Oh, would you like to?"

An Zheng looked at the sixth necromancer: "Then I'll ask him if he is willing, if he doesn't want to, I'll kill him first, and leave you with one who is willing to say it." Anyway, if you say it, if it escapes back to Gaomi, you will be finished, and I will get rid of the aftermath for you first.

"I ...... I do, too!"

The sixth necromancer shouted hoarsely, and there was nothing fierce and resentful in his eyes, only fear. It was the first time they had seen a living person who was not afraid of the dead, and the methods were far more brutal than their necromantic torment.

An Zheng seemed to be a little entangled: "Both are willing, this is a bit of a bad choice...... Well, let's ask them separately and ask you exactly the same questions. If the two of you don't answer correctly, then just chop it up together. I seem to like it, it's like when I was a kid and went crazy and cut down trees with a kitchen knife, it's quite addictive. ”

The two necromancers trembled at the same time, and they were already full of fear when they looked at An Zheng.

An Zheng called the monkeys and them over, and the few of them discussed the question, and then separated to ask the two necromancers.

Huanwan was so frightened that her shoulders were trembling, and her voice was as small as a mosquito flying by: "Temple...... Your Highness, he, he's done. ”

Goddess: "I...... I don't know. ”

Huanwan: "I don't dare to look back. ”

Goddess: "I...... I don't want to. ”nt

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