Chen Ming's blood-red blade spreads out in an oval shape.

The flipped bamboo groups fell downwards one after another, and the flesh and blood in each section of the bamboo, after approaching, were instantly devoured by the evil spirit.

But when the evil spirit tasted it, it felt no filling or satiety.

There is only one kind of nothingness, as if it were a virtual NPC in some game, no matter how it changes.

It will only revert to its original state as the player progresses, returning to the location where it was born and refreshed.

And this game is also a stand-alone work, sealed in the hard drive.

It's just a bunch of data derived from a new folder, and it's not purely alive at all.

At this time, Chen Ming also felt a burst of surprise, when he found that these bamboo forests were slowly growing out of the soil.

Space, like a woven program, is intricate and ever-changing, yet traceable.

Chen Ming asked the evil spirit, "I feel that something seems to be wrong!" Things around are so weirdly repeated......"

The evil spirit also sensed a hint of strangeness, but only sneered and scolded: "You little baby is too worried, and when you die, you won't feel how irritable and boring these things are......"

After the evil spirit thought of this, it felt a little strange.

He had seen countless things appear in front of him in the confused chaotic space.

Then it quickly dissipates, and people will repeat the marquee of life before they die, and countless flashback PPTs will be reflected in their minds.

When their souls remain, they will continue to repeat those images......

Remind them of the fact that they once belonged to a living being......

At this time, Chen Ming gently touched his hand on the bamboo pole, and he had found this section of bamboo next to him before!

Whether it's the texture, the bruises, or the location from the drill, it's exactly the same as it was before the last time it was cut off.

There will be no two snowflakes in the world that are exactly the same, let alone the same leaf meridian leaves.

Chen Ming directly crushed the bamboo in front of him with one hand and scolded, "This is not real at all!" We're trapped in our heads! ”

Although Chen Ming is a dead reader, he doesn't care about all kinds of things except for doing questions.

In addition to holding a pen, on top of the exam paper, you can use the finishing touch to simplify all kinds of seemingly tedious math problems.

It is true that there is no other ability to judge and justify things, and at this time, Chen Ming's big hand pinched the black ash lump of flesh.

only to find that the eyes inside still reflected his face.

At this moment, Chen Ming turned his head, and the half of his face hung on another eye.

Standing right above the bamboo next to it!

is looking at Chen Ming with a little provocation!

At this moment, he laughed strangely, "Even if you can see through yourself and are in chaos, you can't make changes, hehehe!" ”

Chen Ming slammed the bamboo fragment forward, and after swaying with the water of flesh and blood.

After half of his face was cut off and split in an instant, Chen Ming instantly followed!

The next moment! He found that the bamboos around them, growing faster and densely packed between.

The bamboo with the human skin hanging on it floated beside him, and Chen Ming flipped the blood-red waves, cutting them in all directions in the shape of a blade.

Hold one of the bamboos and insert the bamboo into the ground.

Then the blood-red bamboo filled the surrounding land, and each section of blood-red bamboo was left with flesh and blood, which was controlled by the boy.

Chen Ming wants to encroach on all the space and prevent these ghosts from growing.

Chen Ming scolded, "Is it that as long as the space is changed to a certain extent, then the other party's ghost and evil magic ...... Can't do it? ”

Now Chen Ming believes that the problem still appears on the spatial transformation, but he has not shifted the focus of all contradictions to his own body.

In fact, there was something wrong with his brain, his cerebral cortex, there were changes.

The bugs bit through the nerve centers of his brain, altering the memories inside.

It then turned into a half-puppet and hung on top of the tumor.

At this time, Chen Ming is tantamount to a half-vegetative person with only a half-dead brain, half a breath, and a functioning half-vegetative person.

When he moved his steps, he found that half of the soles of his feet were directly chopped off.

There was also a black and white evil air rotation at the surface incision, Chen Ming staggered to the ground and looked around, "Where did the attack come from!" So fast...... Didn't see any traces of the shot at all! ”

At this moment, the evil spirit roared, thin lines stared out of his eyes, and blood-red eyes looked down.

Seeing the black and white evil aura at the severed limbs of the young man, "This is the handiwork of the Mo family!" He's around, but why attack you? ”

Chen Ming couldn't understand the meaning, but the next moment......

He grabbed the dirt on the side, dug out half of the dead man's bones from it, and put it on his own limbs.

Because of the constant familiarity with the butt limbs, he manipulated the new soles of his feet, and when he supported them, he was only slightly uncomfortable.

After all, the left and right feet are separated by the height of a shoe, and there is a trend of high left and low right for the time being.

Chen Ming flipped up a kick and directly kicked the bone foot out, snapping!

The bones were shattered into slag, and Chen Ming directly shattered the bones with one kick, penetrating the bamboo that was stuck to the brain.

Use the bamboo as your other leg......

Chen Ming looked at the bamboo forest that was clustered over, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "The situation seems to be extremely bad, this is simply catching a turtle in an urn, there is no way back, where did that guy from the Mo family Qianji go?" ”

At this moment, in that bamboo forest, the Mo Family's Thousand Machines Soul Dementor Sword slashed again, instantly capturing the location of several bamboo blades.

In a flash! The surrounding figures floated, trembling with the ghost, and then instantly landed in the direction pointed by the Dementor Sword.

Its dementor sword can not only cast the kind of murderous aura of the round sky, but also can cast ghosts and spirits, attack and bind, and swap positions and other strange means.

The Mo family is worthy of being the powerhouse of the fifth seat, although there is no outstanding ability in all aspects.

But it has strengths in all aspects, and it integrates control bondage, trauma, offense, defense, and special effects in one of the Mo family, and people give the nickname 55 open!

With these extraordinary means, it will not be defeated for a short time, even if it is a terrifying powerhouse in the upper three, or high seats.

It's not a problem for him to hold on to the three moves......

But in the face of this kind of ghosts and evils, his ability to collect and capture is extremely weak.

Until the other party is like, the cat scratches the mouse, the mouse runs blindly, you chase me and escape, I can't play clearly.

Mo Jia Qianji snorted coldly, and directly touched the position of his chest, pulling out the small half of the bamboo fragment there.

Most of his body was pierced by shards of bamboo.

The black worm at the wound tried to burrow into it, but it was pulled out by the ghost.

Fortunately, these wounds, like being bitten by mosquitoes, are not weather.

But it's annoying......

Chen Ming is still smiling there with that half of his face, and after putting on that cheap expression......

Mo Jia Qianji only felt a burst of trouble, "If you want to catch that ghost and soul by yourself, I'm afraid it's impossible, and now you can only count on Chen Ming to escape the shackles of thought!" ”

In the end, after the Mo family Qianji stepped again, as the soil flipped over, the miasma of black ash dragged him forward.

The black and white evil qi around him, when he swept around, was caught by the remnants of the little monsters in countless bamboo forests.

The Mo family entered a huge grid by itself, a huge boxy net, coiled in the middle.

Mo Jia Qianji tugged suddenly, and suddenly his palm touched the grid.

However, I found that the entire bamboo forest was all upside down, and there was soil on top and bottom, slowly forming a strange appearance.

Then he saw only the surface of the bamboo, and the oval-shaped part had been cut off, revealing a sharp part.

Mo Jia Qianji looked at the earthen wall pressed up and down, "What kind of trap is this?" It's almost the same to catch a little mouse, catch me? Have one's head in the clouds! ”

The Mo family saw that on these grids, there were countless little ghosts, and they were dragging a silk thread and holding a lot of land.

Every piece of land is glued to a huge bamboo thorn.

At that moment, these imps contracted violently, and countless earth blocks rushed towards them from all positions.

Then it's like a square in a magic show, where the person enters and the knife goes through.

Bamboos of different sizes ran through the half of the earth, as well as the blood-red figures inside

The blood-red bamboo, revealing a trace of blood.

But I saw the Mo family's thousands of machines, half-squatting on the bamboo tube, its body and robe, without any oval-shaped holes.

It's just that the corners of his clothes have been scratched a few pieces, and he is holding the black and blue hair that belongs to Chen Ming in his hand.

After a short period of effect, the hair loses its effect.

Then after the hair wrapped around the different imps slowly fell, the Mo family Qianji smiled helplessly, "This kind of thing that can make all actions slow down is really powerful, it's really cheap that kid......"

Chen Ming looked at the small pool of blood under him, and countless corpses and bones were piled up into a small hill.

Then, unconsciously, he could feel a woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like a lady in the palace, floating in front of him.

He was at his side, behind the coils of black and blue hair.

Chen Ming's eyes widened, and he immediately saw the strange appearance of the guy in front of him, "How could it be that Meng Po, why did she appear in my remaining consciousness again?" ”

Chen Ming originally thought that ...... There will be another terrible evil coming!

When attacking herself, she found that after Meng Po Wan'er chuckled, she gave the girl a kind of comforting power.

In the twinkling of an eye! On Chen Ming's forehead, a few blood marks floated, and his head seemed to explode.

Then a large number of strands of hair directly broke through his Heavenly Spirit Cover, tearing his scalp off.

Huge and small strands of hair fall down from the top of the skin.

Chen Ming instantly turned into a black and green savage, standing on the ground.

The boy screamed in severe pain, and this pain was tantamount to countless silver needles, piercing his fingernails and his own skin with sharp pain.

The pain of pinching a small piece of flesh and pulling it with its fingernails was all over the body.

The subtle tingling sensation is quickly masked by the tingling and tingling of the current......

Pain...... Until after becoming numb.

After Chen Ming exhaled slowly, he looked around, "What's going on?" What's going on with this mess......"

When Chen Ming looked around, he only noticed countless strands of hair piercing into the ground.

The strands of hair that emerge from his body seem to have vitality, like a neural network, forming strange patterns that are interspersed throughout the soil.

It's as if this is not a so-called bamboo forest, but a neural network of the brain, a nerve center, or a memory storage unit.

Whatever it was, Chen Ming felt as if everything was imprisoned, without any possibility of movement or change.

He saw the pile of flesh and bones strewn across the ground, not dissipating or falling into the soil.

Instead, it was in a bloody state, remaining on the blue-gray hair.

The surrounding bamboo forest did not emerge, and the bamboo shoots that wanted to emerge in the distance were still entangled in the hair, and then they could not move.

Chen Ming suddenly remembered the ability of the hair strands, and the special ......

There was a burst of consternation, "They all stopped, which means that I affected the whole space......"