"In this direction!"

After Mo Fan sobered up, a large lightning chain was activated in his hand, and they flew towards the place outside the road, and the pale and dazzling light dispersed the surrounding darkness, faintly reflecting a tall and thin figure. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The smiling face of that person could be seen in the lightning light, but just when the electric light was about to hit him, his figure flickered strangely, and disappeared from Mo Fan's sight in an instant, and the ugly laughter suddenly echoed in the air, that kind of teasing, that kind of falsehood, which made people even more annoyed.

"Time flies!" said the lowly man, but the man was nowhere to be found.

Mo Fan calmly searched, trying to find him out from all the places around him that might be hiding, but as he searched, he didn't find that the road under his feet was gradually being swallowed up by the dark mire, from a small black pool at the beginning to a black pool!

There are not a few cars on the highway, this is a highway that has been replaced by a tunnel, lonely from the suburbs to the Pearl River, occasionally there are some drag racers here presumptuous, but today this lonely road in the wilderness seems to be swallowed by the dark devil, so inexplicably disappeared in this wilderness, a few luxury sports cars parked at the entrance, a few gorgeously dressed sons and sisters were frightened, and they had completely lost the courage to drive in.

"What are you afraid of, the darker it is, the more exciting it is, the speed soars to 180, the visibility is only two hundred meters, you don't know what's in front of you at all, but you arrive immediately in the next second, and then enter the next frightened and frightened, you must not have experienced this feeling!" said the white handsome man with black parrot hair with a bit of smugness and wildness.

After saying this, he slammed on the accelerator and soared his speed to 100 ......

The speed increased again, and the parrot-haired man heard the cheers of the girls behind him for their courage, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up, it seems that he can fly at least two tonight, women, always like the kind of man who is full of a bit of dangerous temperament, which can often help them reach the climax of joy!

"Zizi Zizi ~~~~~~~~~~~"

There was darkness all around, it was quite completely dark, and what made the parrot-haired man unbelievable was that there were countless electric lights shining in this darkness!

Those lightning bolts were so thick and huge that when they slammed into a certain place, the branches that broke through could cover the entire area above them, like a magic net of lightning at their fingertips......

"Damn it, what the hell is this!" the man cried out in horror.

There seemed to be no end to the road, and when the man soared to two hundred in fear, he was shocked to find that he was still in it, and he did not move half a step.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the sports car that told the speeding car, the man screamed in fright, but it no longer made any sense to step on the brakes, and the car ran over the figure directly!

There was no collision, and there was no sound at all, but when the sports car roared and hit the figure, the person turned into countless black smoke, and dissipated behind the messy airflow of the sports car......

The man turned his head, and suddenly his pants were wet with fright, and those black cigarettes condensed behind the car, and gradually returned to the silhouette of the figure before, and the power of such a high-speed sports car was so great that the mage would be smashed to pieces, but the man had nothing to do, and turned his head to laugh at himself, laughing so that the man had goosebumps all over his body!

......

"It's been five minutes, and you're a little more durable than I thought. Again, the voice of the humble craftsman rang out.

Mo Fan stood on the road that was completely reduced to a black quagmire, his face was solemn like never before.

Around him, there were a lot of figures, these figures were not fierce-looking and terrifying Demon Shadow Executioners, let alone made according to the appearance of the humble craftsman himself, these figures were all Mo Fan's own shadows!

Every shadow, regardless of height and body type, is exactly the same as Mo Fan, and they even have a face that is very similar to themselves but hazy in the black smoke, making Mo Fan feel that he is standing in a room where there are magic mirrors standing on all sides, and all the printed images have their own expressions, smiling hypocritically and staring at them with hideous anger!

"Thunder Whip!"

Mo Fan once again gathered the power of thunder, and the thunderbolt whip in his hand swept towards those demon shadows, striking them on their bodies.

A shrill laugh came, they didn't dodge, they mocked Mo Fan's senseless attack, the powerful thunder spurred, their bodies turned into wisps of black smoke and dispersed, but in a few seconds they returned to their original state!

As soon as Mo Fan's attack ended, they surrounded one by one, some holding daggers, some with hooked hands, and some with bare hands, Mo Fan's attacks were basically ineffective against them, but their attacks were full of power, leaving scars on Mo Fan's body many times.

The wound does not bleed, the dark matter will burrow into Mo Fan's body, slow down the flow of Mo Fan's blood, corrupt Mo Fan's cells and muscles, and make the body organs wither, the bigger Mo Fan's wound, the stronger this dark matter will infect, and the more organs will wither!

The destructive energy of a body has become a useless skill at this moment, Mo Fan originally thought that only a super-level mage could give himself such a big threat, how could he not expect that a person who cultivated darkness to the extreme could also make himself so helpless.

Time passed quickly, but Mo Fan couldn't defeat any of his own demon shadows......

"!!Shh

The dagger blade slashed towards Mo Fan's throat, Mo Fan dodged sideways, his right fist was full of flame power, and he punched it while the dagger demon shadow was still in the air.

The flame dragon rushed away, instantly turning the dagger demon shadow into black gas......

However, before Mo Fan could withdraw his fist, the black gas floated strangely towards the top of Mo Fan's head, and the demon shadow that looked exactly like Mo Fan himself suddenly stabbed down, wanting to pierce Mo Fan's skull!!

"Disperse!"

Mo Fan reacted extremely quickly, the silver light on his body bloomed, and a catapult force was released from Mo Fan's body, and the dagger demon shadow above his head seemed to realize that this attack would be ineffective again, and turned into a wisp of black smoke on its own, floating farther away, avoiding Mo Fan's spatial deterrent power.

Mo Fan took a deep breath, there was no time to breathe, and the hook claw demon shadow actually drilled out from under the black demon pool road, and the pair of claw blades stabbed fiercely into Mo Fan's calves!

"Ah!!h

The muscles on Mo Fan's calves were almost knocked off by that guy, and the pain hit his heart.

"Woo ~~~~~~!!!"

Seeing that Mo Fan was injured, Yan Nuji hurriedly flew back, desperately bombarding the black demon pool with the Heavenly Tribulation flames......

The Demon Pool is a bottomless pit that can absorb endless energy, no matter how powerful the flame power of the Yan Maiden Ji is, it is difficult to destroy this black demon pool, let alone hurt the Hook Claw Demon Shadow.

The Hook Claw Demon Shadow can't dissipate like a wisp of smoke, but it has the ability to shuttle through the Black Devil Pool at will, just like a ghost mermaid sneaking up in the deep lake, always jumping out of the water when people are defenseless, pounce and eat people!

Bloody, the white bones could already be seen in Mo Fan's calves, he didn't let his body sway, he stood in pain.

A person who cannot stand firm will only expose more flaws, and then it will not be the flesh on the calf, but his own heart!

"In fact, you can fall to the ground and wail, and no one will think that you have lost face, let alone die at the hands of my humble master, and everyone will say to you: Then it is no wonder. The voice of the Humble Craftsman floated in the air.

Mo Fan hasn't found him yet, as long as he can find him, a guy like this can beat him into a crippled old dog with one punch!

"I've seen a lot of people stronger than you, and if you can't kill me in five minutes, it means you'll never be able to kill me. Hide, just hide as much as you want, my family used to be poor, and there were always a few dark rats hidden in the grocery piles, wooden shelves, and sewer pipes at home, and they always ate my biscuits and bit off the chairs while I was sleeping, and they thought they were great, and they played around like us giants, and made all kinds of chattering noises proudly...... Do you know what happened to those mice?"

Mo Fan was still standing, his legs trembling and his blood flowing, the moment he made up his mind to fight the Black Sect to the end, he had thought about his various miserable ends, and was ready to be bruised all over his body, but as long as he could still get up, he would definitely let all these things go to hell!

"Are you really optimistic, don't you feel like you're the gutter rat in the cage and with the leg broken?"

On the black highway, less than twenty meters away from Mo Fan, the humble craftsman was slowly walking towards Mo Fan with a smile, step by step, there was no footsteps, but it felt like a black mountain was pressing over.

Mo Fan took a deep breath and thought calmly, he couldn't understand why the dark power of the inferior craftsman could be so ever-changing, so untraceable, under this ability, wouldn't even the super-level mages be helpless against him......

Is it a source of darkness?

What is the source of his darkness?

Or is it something he was born with......

Born with talent!!

Mo Fanmeng understood why he hadn't taken his innate talent into account before.

There are definitely more people in this world who have strong natural talents, and those who have a good foundation and coexist with cultivation and opportunities will also stand at the pinnacle of the same field, and it is almost difficult to meet opponents!

Then this humble craftsman must have some kind of innate talent for darkness, and combined with his special source of darkness, he has become the perfect master of darkness! )