The black sea was surging with vitality. All the creatures within a hundred feet of the sea were in decline, and the vitality that was sucked out did not even have time to enter Wangxiang's body, which was running for his life.
Wangxiang was really scared and ran as fast as he could. He couldn't hit or throw away the things behind him. They were like prey, waiting leisurely for Wangxiang to exhaust his strength.
Wang Xiang no longer knew where he was. Half an hour later, although he was not exhausted, he stopped. He knew that running would be useless, so he simply gave up.
Turning back and standing on the sea, the shadows following him disappeared. A moment later, Wangxiang heard the sound of dripping water, but it was the sea dripping upwards, like rainwater in reverse motion, rising ten feet in the air, and suddenly falling again. down.
Wangxiang's eyes followed the water, and when they landed on the sea, seven or eight monsters had appeared on the sea. This kind of monster cannot be defined as beast or demon at all, because their form is always changing, but the only thing that remains unchanged is their different and terrifying eyes.
The one in the middle is like a red demon dog, with black and purple eyeballs. In the blink of an eye, it looks like a squatting red monkey, and suddenly it lies down again, like a red hag.
There were seven light guns floating behind Wang Xiang, and he still held one in his hand. He pointed towards the sky, and the light gun flew up from behind. After a few breaths, it fell from the sky and plunged towards the monster very quickly.
The monsters did not dodge. The light guns inserted into their bodies were all empty. The monsters' bodies were like fluids, changing rapidly. Moreover, they were not living beings and had no "talisman spirits" on their bodies, let alone vitality. What's even more frightening is that these monsters have thoughts and wisdom. They judged Wangxiang's ability. The moment Wangxiang stopped, they quickly made a judgment and killed all the underwater creatures within a radius of dozens of miles. Expelling or erasing Wangxiang has left Wangxiang with no source of vitality.
Obviously, this is a dead end, but Wangxiang will not accept his fate.
He thought together, and the seal of vegetation on his "Fu Ling" shone brightly. His "Fu Ling" was downgraded, and at the same time he gained strong recovery power.
The red monster's eyes crooked, and it suddenly rushed forward. At the same time, all the monsters around it were deformed, as if the entire scene had been transformed, and these monsters turned into balls of fireballs of different colors. Wangxiang raised the tip of his spear and stabbed one of them. However, the "fireball" was stuck in the gun and slid towards Wangxiang. The process was extremely fast.
Zilong's gun skills have body skills, but when Wangxiang wants to dodge, he can no longer dodge. These guys are like Zhuan Wangdong's spiritual illusions, or Mu Ziyun's flame incorporeal body, they have no real form. , so no matter how you attack, it will have no effect. Eight "fireballs" bit Wangxiang's body, and at the same time, the monsters' bodies also transformed.
puff! They bit down cruelly, and immediately, blood spurted out like a torrential rain. Half of Wangxiang's blood was gone in an instant. Fortunately, he downgraded his "Fu Ling" and did not die directly. Eight larger pieces were missing from his body. Flesh and blood, but without the source of life, his powerful recovery power has not taken effect.
Falling on the sea, Wang Xiang's blood was still flowing. He didn't dare to upgrade his "Fu Ling" to a human level. Once he went back, he would die immediately, but now, he is also dead.
The monsters transformed around Wangxiang. They did not deal the last blow, but lay down leisurely, watching Wangxiang bleed to death, as if they were watching the end of a performance.
Wang Xiang, unwilling to accept his fate, had no choice but to hope that Bi Zuo would appear quickly, even if Fang Tianmu came. He didn't want to die in vain in the hands of these monsters, being bitten into pieces silently and falling into the sea. , From now on, we will lose all traces in the world, and we must die vigorously!
The terrifying black-purple eyes were in front of him again. The monster stuck out its tongue and licked Wangxiang's face. Suddenly, it cruelly bit off a piece of his face, a very small piece, but then, it started again. .
Wangxiang's fear could no longer be hidden. He realized that these monsters no longer waited for him to bleed to death, but were going to kill him and bite off his flesh piece by piece, right in front of him. He struggled to the death and delivered the final blow. Several light guns danced wildly around him, but the monsters remained motionless and still biting his body. The light guns could not hit him at all.
And Wangxiang finally threw the light gun into the sky. Seven of them scattered and rushed towards the sky. The remaining one fell straight from the sky, and the point of impact was his own head. He would rather commit suicide than Such a painful death.
The light gun fell extremely fast, but just when it was only a few inches away from Wang Xiang's head, a monster moved its body and shot away the gun. Without any pause, all the monsters began to lick Wangxiang's body again.
Wang Xiang's heart became fierce again, and he immediately turned his "Fu Ling" back into a human, which would make him die immediately. But the monsters actually saw through his thoughts. One of the monsters directly penetrated and held down his chest. An overbearing and evil energy blocked his "Fu Ling", and they were actually able to see through the "Fu Ling". As Bi Zuo said, these guys should also have touched the path of life and death.
Wang Xiang was in despair. Next, there would be the most painful death torture that would last for who knows how long, but his consciousness was still so clear. Did Fang Tianmu do this? Is he really that powerful? It's so unfair and unfair. He has suffered all his life. He hates it. He hates this world!
A strange "qi" enveloped his body. At the same time, a large number of fish and shrimps were drawn into the sea. Wangxiang, who had regained his vitality, desperately grabbed this glimmer of life. His strong resilience made him The flesh and bones are fully grown and blood is produced.
But that "qi" still couldn't affect the monsters, but it made Wangxiang very familiar. After a moment, a virtual drum suddenly appeared above his head and swallowed Wangxiang directly.
Just hearing a "reverse drum", Wang Xiang's vision went dark. When he opened his eyes again, they were still on the sea.
He looked back and saw a group of people standing in the sky. It was Gared, all the members of the Black Thieves Group. They had reunited. And they were attracted here by the light gun that Wangxiang threw out with all his strength.
Liudu said curiously: "Huh? It's strange, the reverse drum is useless. What's going on with those illusions."
Shi Qian Jiumeng said: "It's not like an illusion, it seems like a virtual body, but the virtual body shouldn't invalidate the reverse drum."
A few groups held Bi Ling, and within one breath, they shot ten arrows, all of which passed through the bodies of the monsters. However, the monsters did not react at all to the Black Thieves. They only had one prey in their eyes.
"Come on, they may be a curse," said the old song of Tanchuan.
However, at this time, Yanzhi Hechi suddenly stopped everyone and said in a worried tone: "Don't act rashly, that thing...if I'm not wrong, it should be Najiri's Swift Blade."
"What is it, a knife? I've never heard of it." Liudu asked.
The leader Zhi Fengli looked at Wu Xinran. After observing for a while, Wu Xinran agreed with Yan Zhi He Chi's words. Among the black thieves, they were the only two who knew what Najiri's Swift Blade was.
Yanzhi Hechi said: "It was a cursed weapon, a demonic thing. It disappeared as early as the beginning of the previous era."
"You even know this?"
Yanzhi Hechi continued: "This thing is a sure-kill weapon. No one can escape from its curse, not even demigods. It's useless."
"Demigod?" Zhi Fengli frowned, "How could this be?"
Yanzhi Hechi said: "Although the demigod will not be killed, he can't destroy that thing. Unless there is something that can defeat the demon, it must be at least the same level as Najiri's Swift Blade. That guy is really unlucky to get into trouble." got this thing.”
Liudu said worriedly: "Wow, I just took action, it won't involve me."
"No, he is the one who is cursed, and he is the only one who will die."
"That's good, let's go."
However, Zhi Fengli hesitated for a moment and said: "This man is Yan Jiang's partner. I don't know why. You have the deepest understanding of tools. Can you save him?"
"It's easy to save." Yanzhi Hechi looked at Wu Xinran and said, "Wuxinran, it's up to you."
Everyone looked at Wu Xinran. Wu Xinran's expression remained unchanged. After a moment of pause, he dropped down with the giant sword on his back.
Wangxiang saw this scene and knew that he had been rescued, so he whispered: "Thank you very much."
Wuxinran didn't look at him and took off the giant sword. The giant sword was the sword box, and the sword box opened, revealing several swords.
The strange thing is that the monsters, who originally only had eyes for home, suddenly retreated dozens of steps vigilantly, and did not dare to approach rashly again.
Yanzhi Hechi smiled and said: "What a coincidence, we also happen to have a treasure of the same level as Naji Li's Swift Blade. No, it is a higher level and mutually exclusive treasure."
Wu Xinran just showed the sword, and the monsters didn't dare to get close. Wang Xiang quickly flew to the middle of the black bandits. Everyone left together, and since the curse could not be erased, although the monsters did not dare to approach, they followed behind, looking for opportunities to hunt Wangxiang.
Yanzhi Hechi said to Wangxiang, "Boy, go find Yan Jiang quickly. He should be able to erase your curse."
"Okay." Wangxiang hesitated for a long time, but he was still too shy to speak and asked these strong men to escort him back. But Yanzhi Hechi saw through his mind and laughed and said: "It's okay, we just happen to go for a walk. Yes. Come on, know the wind."
Zhi Fengli looked at Wu Xinran who was flying at the end and opening the sword box, and then turned to look at Yan Zhi He Chi. He suddenly asked Yan Zhi He Chi: "How do you two know so much? I don’t know how old you are. When I first saw you, you looked like this. You didn’t look like you were only forty-six years old.”
Yanzhi Hechi was happy after hearing this and said: "That's what I look like. When I was a teenager, I had a masculine face. Let me tell you, I am much younger than Wu Xinran, hehehehe."
