Chapter Thirty-Eight: Desperate Survival

Black energy swirled around Yang Long's body like smoke, exuding a dense color. In the same condition as Yang Long, Whitebeard was also in the same situation, and the moment the dagger was inserted into Whitebeard's heart, the black energy appeared on both Yang Long and Whitebeard's bodies at the same time.

The only difference was that the center of the surrounding aura was Whitebeard himself, while Yang Long's body exuded a more gloomy and violent aura.

Whitebeard, whose hands and feet were all broken, was like a demon corpse incarnated from hell at this time, and the dead qi gathered from all directions frantically surged towards Whitebeard's body, and was all absorbed by the corpse.

Die Xuan and the bald man were already overwhelmed by the scene in front of them at this time, and even some of the little brothers who came with them couldn't help but be frightened by this scene and stepped back.

From there, there was an aura of terror and the smell of death, which instantly permeated. A breath that seemed to be able to devour people's hearts permeated everyone, and fear was infinitely magnified in everyone's hearts.

The big sword behind Ling'er began to tremble violently and screamed. At this time, she looked at the whitebearded corpse with gray colors in her eyes, and said with a trembling mouth, "This is ...... The spell of the soul contract, with the help of the ghost energy between the ghost and the dead soul, contracts the magic of the divine seal that exists in the world. ”

"The Divine Seal?"

Hearing this, Diexuan and the bald man were surprised to close their mouths, and their expressions were almost fixed on their faces. The art of the Divine Seal has been lost in the mainland for a long time, since the demise of the Divine Seal Master, there are fewer and fewer people who know the Divine Seal Technique, of course, the Divine Seal Technique is not only the Divine Seal Master can perform, but if the Divine Seal Technique is performed by the Divine Seal Master, its power will reach the extreme. Since the Divine Seal Technique was scarce in the mainland, this became a coveted Seal Technique.

In mid-air, it was as if countless unjust souls were screaming, and the black souls were constantly converging from all directions, looking eerie and terrifying. In less than a moment, the black energy surrounded the black silk and wrapped up little by little, and Whitebeard's entire body had turned black.

At this moment, the black energy around Yang Long's body continued to condense, and the black rune in his mind also broke away in an instant, gradually becoming larger in the air. At this time, all he could think of was the black rune that Whitebeard had passed to him, and as his memory went back, he redrew the rune in his mind again. The black energy began to converge with the lines of the runes, gradually forming in mid-air bit by bit.

Murong Xuan was the closest, and the negative feelings transmitted from that black energy were devouring his heart little by little, and the impact was naturally the deepest. At this moment, he looked at Yang Long's expression a little hideous, and the Sven look on his face had long since lost it.

The next moment, a majestic black energy rushed out of Whitebeard's body as if it had broken out of a cocoon, and rushed towards Yang Long's body with the traction of the external lines.

When that strange power entered Yang Long's body, what little sanity he had left was gone. At this time, he lost consciousness and his brain was already blank.

After a long time, Whitebeard appeared strangely in his sight. It's just that the whitebeard in front of him is not injured, and his hands and feet have not been severed, and he is standing there intact. Yang Long couldn't believe this qiē, and intuitively told him that the guy in front of him was not really Whitebeard.

It's just that his heart is warm, because Whitebeard is fine, and when he sees Whitebeard who appeared in front of him completely, Yanglong's tears almost flowed. He wanted to rush up and cry like an eight-year-old child, crying and waiting for someone to give him that so-called hug and comfort.

But gradually, he noticed that Whitebeard seemed to be a little different, and the smile on Whitebeard's face was replaced by evil, and it was no longer the gentle and familiar smile. And Whitebeard's eyes were scarlet, as if they were about to devour him, and there was no emotion in Whitebeard's eyes.

Suddenly, Whitebeard let out a loud cry and pounced on him with scarlet eyes. Behind him was a group of evil spirits, furious and full of blood.

Yang Long was stunned by this scene, he looked at this qiē motionlessly, and the black aura covered the sky and the sun, and the momentum was extremely powerful. But just when he was about to touch Yang Long's body, and Yang Long could already clearly see Whitebeard's hideous face, a black barrier suddenly rose up and instantly appeared around Yang Long.

The runes flashed, and Whitebeard was bounced out in an instant, and the black aura that followed Whitebeard had already turned into annihilation and disappeared the moment they touched the black rune wall.

Seeing this scene, Yang Long couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But he had to start to get upset again, because he found himself trapped and couldn't move at all. The aura kept crashing against the black rune wall, as if it were tireless. Fortunately, however, it gets smaller every time it hits the wall. But now as long as he goes out, he will definitely be swallowed up by the anger outside.

If he is trapped, then what will the outside world do? At this time, it is not a joke, Murong Xuan and a few other guys outside are not fuel-efficient lamps, his consciousness has disappeared, in this way, let alone thinking about escaping, he will not even know how he died.

However, just when Yang Long was anxious, a familiar aura suddenly came from not far away, and those black aura that was still hovering around were all attracted to it, even the whitebeard who was still about to swallow him alive not far away was involuntarily sucked over.

Curious, he gradually walked over with the runes taught by Whitebeard, but when he finally saw the source of this qiē, a pair of eyes could be stunned on the spot, without blinking.

Not far from it, a figure identical to himself sat there, but the figure's body was blood-red, and there were red and black energies hovering around it, and these energies were like thin snakes surrounding this guy, looking extremely evil.

This guy actually looks exactly like himself, and when the guy closes his eyes, a hint of a bewitching smile appears on his face. And all the anger that was attracted to this guy hovered above his head, and with this guy's breath, it entered his body little by little, which was extremely weird, and this guy also exuded a disgusting aura.

Whitebeard also seemed to be trying his best to resist this strange attraction, and a trace of black energy was stripped out of his body and floated towards the guy not far away. Whitebeard's eyes are constantly switching back and forth from red to black, which looks a little weird.

"All these angry qi have been absorbed by him, is this guy really me?" Seeing this scene, Yang Long was shocked in his heart, but he was also puzzled.

Although he didn't quite acknowledge this fact and didn't know exactly where this place was, he told him that it was in his mind, and that what was happening now was also a real thing.

I don't know if it's because that guy's strength is improving, Yang Long can clearly feel that his strength is increasing at an extremely exaggerated speed, as if the inexhaustible power in his fist is pouring out.

After a lingering pain, Yang Long's thoughts were strangely pulled back to reality. He had just escaped from that strange place, but at this moment he heard the voice that he could never forget in his life.

"It's so easy to just die. Murong Xuan's cold voice resounded in the heavens and the earth, and he laughed a little crazy, as if those anger had also infected his mind.

Yang Long was kicked out ten meters away, he endured the severe pain, half-lying and sorted out the thoughts in his mind, the black aura on Whitebeard's body had disappeared, but the aura above his head was sealed by the black rune.

Yang Long's mind moved slightly, but the rune became smaller in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into his eyebrows and disappeared. Yang Long himself was frightened by this scene, just now he just felt that this rune had a special connection with his mind, but he didn't expect it to succeed just by trying.

The others looked at Yang Long like a monster, and in particular, Ling'er's expression became more complicated when she looked at Yang Long.

You must know that although the soul contract is an evil spell, it has a certain risk, ranging from the death of the human soul to the immortal soul of the soul. This is an evil contract to seize other people's **, this kind of contract was sanctioned more than a thousand years ago because it was not accepted by the world, and it was not allowed to appear on the mainland.

Because this contract survives with the help of someone else's, the host will die and disappear forever. The seizure of the living is generally not permitted, so it carries a great deal of risk. Otherwise, if all the people on this continent are reborn in this way, won't they indirectly find a way to live forever in this world?

Heaven is fair, and when something is given, it will take something, so the success rate of this contract is almost 1 in 10 million. But just one in 10 million people have many moths trying to catch fire, just to be able to continue the next life.

Now Ling'er's doubts come out, is the little guy in front of him himself, or has he been robbed of his soul and become a stand-in for Whitebeard? Because the host who was robbed of his soul died on the spot, this little guy can only be two people, either Whitebeard who will live for another life, or this little guy.

But as far as she knew, Whitebeard would not be this kind of person at all, especially the little guy in front of him still had a layer of great significance to him, he would not just kill the little guy in front of him so recklessly. Ling'er guessed that there must be something hidden in this little guy?

Zai Ling'er watched Murong Xuan approach Yang Long with a crazy expression, but Yang Long still didn't move, she frowned, and she always felt that there must be something strange in this.

The next moment, she suddenly remembered the black rune that had hovered above the Yang Dragon, as if she had seen it somewhere. But at the moment when Yang Long raised his head, she suddenly realized.

It was a pair of scarlet eyes with an evil smile, like a demon born again.