Mao Jing, Zhang Yuchen, and Pan Ling attacked the black fog eyeballs like crazy at this moment.

Zhang Yuchen even tore his shirt, revealing his yin and yang embroidery.

Maybe he wanted to use this way to deter the black mist eyeballs in front of him.

But nothing worked.

The black mist eyeballs, there was no sound, and there was no incomparably strong and terrifying aura.

There were only wisps of strange aura and wisps of black mist that appeared out of thin air.

The eyeball is still not completely condensed, only the outline of the eyeball and pupil, and there are many "bloodshots" condensed by black fog in it.

Around the eyeballs, there is a black mist.

Five tentacles of black mist, wriggling and piercing my body.

"Ahh......h

I made a sound of pain, tearing through my body.

I watched Mao Jing and the three of them attack the black fog eyeballs like crazy in order to save me, and I was very moved.

But at the moment, it has no effect.

Without rescue, we have no means.

Death seemed to be my only destination.

Xiaoyu mentioned before that if I die, it will do her more harm than good.

If my soul is caught in the Nine Corpses Tower, it becomes the "key" in their mouths.

Then Xiaoyu will also die......

Therefore, my soul must not fall into the hands of this guy.

Since you are going to die, then die more openly.

As long as the soul does not fall into the hands of the murderer of the Nine Corpses Tower, it will be fine.

I endured the intense pain from my soul, and said hoarsely to Mao Jing and the others:

"Remember, remember, remember that you can't, let him, let him take my soul......"

As I spoke, I could feel my yang energy rapidly decreasing.

The qi in the body is being rapidly absorbed by the five tentacles.

The three of them could also see that my three yang fires were decreasing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

It shows that my vitality is passing rapidly.

I'm going to die......

"Hold on, there must be a way! There must be a way! ”

Mao Jing opened his mouth with red eyes.

In fact, he knew in his heart that with their current ability, they had long run out of ways and means.

Pan Ling came to me, grabbed my body, and tried to drag me away.

But my body, nailed to the spot by those black mist, couldn't move.

Even if Pan Ling used her hand to grasp the black mist tentacles of those eyes, she couldn't touch them.

The black fog is more illusory than the fog, but it can really control me.

"Brother Jiang, hold on to ......"

"Grass mud horse, come and go head-to-head!"

Zhang Yuchen was naked, and he kept roaring at the black fog eyeballs.

A transparent attack that slashes the Black Mist's eyeballs again and again, doing useless attacks.

But the black mist eyeballs are like not being able to see them.

Still floating quietly two meters above my head, five tentacles of black mist pierced my five organs.

Constantly sucking the life energy in my body......

"Remember, remember, definitely, must scatter my soul......"

I made another noise in pain.

Unprecedented pain, no numbness, incomparably clear sensations.

It's like torture, maybe it's torturing me, or maybe it's the way it's attacking.

At the same time, in front of the black mist eyeball, a sixth black mist tentacle suddenly condensed.

The black mist tentacles, little by little, lengthened, snaked down, little by little squirming towards my head.

"Get out of here, get out of ......"

Pan Ling kept speaking, and even used her body to block it.

But the black mist tentacles didn't change their direction, and they easily penetrated Pan Ling's body.

Pan Ling didn't feel any discomfort, and she didn't even feel it at all.

The sixth tentacle of black mist came to my forehead at this moment.

My face was pale, my yang energy was extremely weak, and the three fires were about to be extinguished.

I stared at it and felt like it was conscious.

Immediately after, the tentacles pierced into my forehead.

I shuddered violently and felt my whole head go cold.

His eyes went black, and he couldn't see anything.

There was silence all around, as if they had been locked up in a silent dark room in an instant.

I couldn't see my hands or feet, I couldn't feel heat or cold, and I couldn't make a sound.

It's as if it's a consciousness that stays in this dark place.

After a while, there was a sudden flickering in the darkness.

At the end of the darkness, it was as if a pair of eyes slowly opened.

Then an extremely hazy voice sounded in the dark depths:

"Finally, I've found you, Key!"

The voice was soft, soft, but with unprecedented surprise and excitement.

Who is he?

Is he the indescribable suppression in the Nine Corpses Building, the ultimate murderer?

What does he want to use my true life to open up?

I tried to speak, but I couldn't.

It's like being held in place.

In a few moments, in the midst of this darkness, I felt a chill rush over me.

Like the tide, it quickly wrapped me.

That coldness made me feel the presence of my body.

But I still can't move, but the cold feeling is ten times colder than swimming in the river in winter.

It instantly froze through my entire body.

The coldness starts on the feet and spreads up at breakneck speed......

The cold made my whole body tingle, and it was clear.

This cold stinging pain, starting from my feet, quickly reached my thighs, stomach, chest, neck, and in the blink of an eye, it reached my head.

The cold feeling made me feel like the world was spinning......

Consciousness began to blur little by little.

Is that what it feels like to die?