Chapter Seventy-Five: Possession of the Evil Spirit

Shangguan Luzhu said: "It is a possessed demon of the Xuan-level inferior grade! It can seize the bodies of all kinds of strong people and manipulate them freely. Until it destroys its possessed body, all kinds of skills against demons are ineffective against it!!These black-haired monsters should be part of it!It is proficient in illusion!!"

"Even if you know my details, what can you miscellaneous fish do?"

Zhang Dalin smiled, suddenly burst out, and blasted towards Wang Changsheng with a claw like lightning.

Wang Changsheng was wrestling with the four-headed black-haired monster at this time, and he had completely fallen into the disadvantage, after all, the four-headed black-haired monster had amazing defensive power, and his body was not vital at all except for the head.

Facing the attack of Zhang Dalin, a possessed demon, Wang Changsheng punched out and met Zhang Dalin's claws.

Bang!

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Wang Changsheng immediately retreated a few steps towards the rear and took the initiative to unload his force.

A distorted glow suddenly appeared in Zhang Dalin's eyes, and he smiled and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"It's the sea!!no!!I can't swim!!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly appeared in the sea, his eyes flashed with endless fear, and as a landlubber, he sank into the sea.

In reality, Wang Changsheng's face was also painfully distorted, his hands were constantly fluttering, and he was struggling frantically.

A black-haired monster smiled hideously, grabbed Wang Changsheng's neck with both hands and twisted it hard, directly breaking Wang Changsheng's head.

Illusion is one of the terrible abilities that those demons have mastered! I don't know how many people have died strangely under those illusions.

"Illusion!!"

When Yang Fan saw this scene, a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand flashed, directly smashing the black-haired monsters.

Zhang Dalin came to Wang Changsheng's corpse and opened his mouth to suck. A blood-colored aura poured out of Wang Changsheng's corpse and entered his mouth.

Wang Changsheng's corpse also became shriveled up at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"It's delicious!!It's delicious!!It's been a long time since I've tasted such delicious blood!!"

Zhang Dalin's eyes showed a hint of intoxication, he sighed faintly, and his gaze fell on Yang Fan's body: "Your strength is stronger than Wang Changsheng, but the blood doesn't look as delicious as him." But forget it, you can die for me!"

Zhang Dalin's eyes suddenly appeared, and a distorted and strange black light looked towards Yang Fan.

In an instant, Yang Fan's eyes flickered, and he appeared in a magma, falling directly into the magma, and an unbearable pain came instantly, as if to burn him to ashes.

"Meow!!"

At that moment, Xiao Hei activated the spiritual pressure skill, and a terrifying and distorted spiritual pressure fluctuation slammed into Yang Fan's body.

The strange magma world collapsed suddenly, and Yang Fan's consciousness instantly regained consciousness, sweating profusely, and there were burn marks in many parts of his body.

Once someone is trapped in the illusion manipulation and thinks they are dead, then there is a good chance that they will die in reality. If he thinks he has been burned by the flames, he will also have terrible burn marks on his body.

At that moment, a black-haired monster had already reached out and grabbed Yang Fan's neck.

"Die!"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with fierce light, and the alloy war knife in his hand was like a blast of wind, and the sword light rolled towards the black-haired monster, cutting it into countless pieces.

As soon as the transparent evil spirit appeared, it was severely injured by the evil spirit Xiao Hei who was guarding Yang Fan's side, and then devoured it.

"This monster and you are in the way!!"

Zhang Dalin frowned slightly, his eyes looked at Xi Tianming on the other side, and a distorted and strange ghost light flashed in his pupils.

Xi Tianming's eyes were dazzling, and he suddenly appeared in a secret room, and his whole body was shackled by steel shackles.

In that secret room, there was a tall, sensual beauty in leather armor, with rough skin and freckles on her face, holding a chainsaw, staring at him coldly.

Xi Tianming's face changed suddenly, his eyes flashed with endless fear, and he screamed in horror: "Fang Lan!!, aren't you already dead?"

The leather-armored beauty in front of her was the woman who was tortured to death by Xi Tianming with all kinds of torture.

"Of course I'm dead! I'm coming back now just to give you a taste of my pain!"

Fang Lan's face seemed to melt at once, half of it began to rot, and her eyes rolled out with a grunt. She turned on the chainsaw and slashed at Xi Tianming's lower body with a frenzied swing.

"No!!"

Xi Tianming suddenly let out a painful and distorted scream.

"Meow!!"

Xiao Hei suddenly activated the spiritual pressure skill and let out a scream.

A spiritual pressure shockwave rolled towards Xi Tianming, making him wake up from that illusion world at once.

The next moment, two claws covered with black hair stretched out from the side, grabbed Xi Tianming's neck, and twisted it hard.

Click!

Xi Tianming's neck was stiffly broken by the black-haired monster, turning into a corpse and falling to the ground.

Two flashes of sword light like a swift wind, the two black-haired monsters immediately split apart, and the two evil ghosts just appeared, and they were swallowed by Xiao Hei one after another.

"You guy's so annoying!"

A fierce light flashed in Zhang Dalin's eyes, and the whole person suddenly burst out, blasting directly towards Yang Fan with a claw like lightning. His speed was extremely terrifying, slightly better than Yang Fan, who had opened the [Strong] skill.

"Die!"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he used the Wind Knife Technique, and the alloy war knife in his hand turned into a wind and slashed towards Zhang Dalin.

Zhang Dalin's claws deviated strangely, avoiding Yang Fan's sword light, which instantly slashed at his skull, splitting his head apart.

"Fool, you've been fooled!"

Zhang Dalin's split head sneered, and his claws slammed into Yang Fan's heart, piercing the [Black Cicada] armor and stabbing Yang Fan's skin fiercely.

Zhang Dalin is a possessed demon, and its key point is not the head, but the spirit hidden inside the body, even if the head is cut off and the heart is gouged out, there will be no damage. That's why it likes to use a lose-lose strategy.

"How can it be so hard?"

It's just that the next moment, Zhang Dalin's face stiffened slightly, and his claws seemed to be pierced into steel, although he barely pierced Yang Fan's skin, he was firmly stuck by Yang Fan's muscles and couldn't move in.

"You fool!!"

Yang Fansen smiled, put his hands together, and hugged Zhang Dalin tightly.

The little black who was cruising beside Yang Fan pounced directly, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Zhang Dalin's neck fiercely, biting Zhang Dalin's neck directly.

"In that case, your body is mine!"

A transparent evil spirit flew out directly from between Zhang Dalin's neck and pounced towards Yang Fan.