The spear penetrated the back of Cheng Quan's head. His vitality disappeared instantly and his eyes lost their sparkle.
The threads that broke out of his skin broke off on their own, leaving countless pitted wounds that made people shudder.
But his eyes moved again, but the dissipation of the corpse spots caused the thick fog to counterattack again. It was obvious that Cheng Quan had lost the ability to resist. When he came back to life again, his eyes were full of confusion and numbness. He was about to be completely controlled. .
Just when the mist climbed to the bridge of his nose, an accident happened.
The cyan light shield was seen dissipating silently, and Zuo Dao's figure emerged again.
This scene made Mist pause for a moment, as if the host of the Mist ceremony had channeled some of his energy.
At this moment, Zuo Dao was holding a silver cigarette case in one hand and holding it in the other, not knowing what he was hiding.
"You have to let people finish their words, right?" He said with a smile on his face.
In exchange, there was only a mocking laughter hidden behind the scenes.
The other party no longer cares about Zuo Dao's stupid behavior of breaking his own defense. He is determined to completely control Cheng Quan and then go back to deal with him.
However, at this moment.
Behind Cheng Quan, next to the position of the mist spear.
A small paper man appeared out of thin air.
It held a paper sword in its hand, and swung it vigorously in a cute way, and then the thick fog spear snapped. The little paper man succeeded in hitting but did not stop. The other hand formed a small anthropomorphic palm to grasp the broken but. The handle of the gun was thrown at the back of Cheng Quan's head. It twisted its body in the air and pulled it out fiercely!
Pulling out the broken gun, all that was flying in the air were Cheng Quan's body tissues. The little paper man seemed to be sure that Cheng Quan would not die, so he took all measures simple and violent.
At the same time, a small paper man also appeared on Cheng Quan's chest. Its arms were strangely put together, holding a small pile of crystals in its hands. Seeing that the other small paper man's task was completed, it was not to be outdone. Shake, shake out all the crystals, and a message containing many contents emanates from the paper man.
"The spiritual dust is waving, the two realms are clear, the sky is free of filth, and the earth is free of evil dust."
In an instant, the spirit dust crystals that were thrown at Cheng Quan exploded and dispersed into finer dust that enveloped his body.
For a moment, Cheng Quan and the thick fog wrapped around him burned violently at the same time. Due to the angle controlled by the little paper man and the exposed area of Cheng Quan, only a small part of Cheng Quan was burned beyond recognition, and the rest was completely different from the wrapping. Reacting violently to Cheng Quan's thick fog.
Not long after the paper spirits appeared one after another, Zuo Dao also set off.
The last paper spirit in his body at this moment stimulated a considerable part of its spiritual essence and provided it to the host's whole body. This gave Zuo Dao a temporary strong sense of power, and a feeling that all obstacles could not be overcome.
But he knew that this was an illusion. If he really thought so, he could leave an epitaph for himself.
After all, you will need it sooner or later.
This power is supplied just right, at the critical point that Zuodao's body can control.
Zuo Dao's figure flashed and he ran towards Cheng Quan.
This series of operations may seem long, but in fact it only occurs within a few breaths after the spirit shield is dissipated and the left path opens.
The person behind the mist is not stupid, but he misjudged the evil methods.
After a series of operations by the two little paper figures, the person behind the scenes made the decision to stop the leftist path.
At this time, he discovered that the area where the spiritual dust was spread actually had the ability to interfere with his ritual.
In other words, he is temporarily unable to continue to control this area, including erosion.
In an instant, Zuo Dao came to Cheng Quan's side. The thick fog that originally enveloped Cheng Quan was now significantly thinner due to the mutual consumption of spirit dust, and Cheng Quan's entire body could even be seen.
"If you still have the energy, try your best." Zuo Dao looked at Cheng Quan and said suddenly. He sprinkled the object he was holding with one hand, which was also a small amount of spirit dust crystals, and sprinkled it on the mist, making it thinner.
When Cheng Quan saw this, he roared, and the corpse spots appeared again. Then black threads protruded from his body, and then he moved, trying to break away from the thick fog.
Seeing this, although the person behind the thick fog said nothing, the sound of breaking glass could be heard from all around.
A large amount of gray and white fog came from the outside, like ocean waves.
The other party mobilized more power and came over.
"Hurry up. If you're slow, I'll have to send you off first." Zuo Dao said expressionlessly.
At this time, he opened the silver cigarette case and held one of the cigarettes in his other hand, ready to take it out. A paper man held a paper sword. The sword's body became longer, and then it was aimed at Cheng Quan's heart. Ready to go.
Another paper man transformed into nothingness and got into the backpack behind Zuo Dao. Soon the zipper of the backpack opened on its own, and the little paper man floated out with difficulty holding a small bottle filled with spiritual paper crystals.
Finally, just as the sea of fog from the outside was about to surge in, Cheng Quan roared in pain again and broke free.
Cheng Quan broke free with tiny tentacles sticking out from his body, making him look like a hairy monster with burns all over his body.
He glanced at Zuo Dao and said nothing, then all the tentacles twisted towards the mist that was left behind after breaking free.
Seeing this, Zuo Dao kept a certain distance from Cheng Quan. The paper man holding a sword floated between the two of them. The paper spirit holding a small bottle behind him seemed to have received the order and spread the dust out.
Then, a spiritual shield appeared again.
The incoming dense fog could only keep beating on the spirit shield, but this time it was different from the previous impregnable ones. Perhaps the thick fog ritualists used all their power on the spirit shield, so the shape of the shell of the spirit shield would be concave from time to time. , and recovered again with great difficulty.
Inside the spiritual shield, Zuo Dao stared at Cheng Quan.
"Name, tell me quickly." Zuo Dao looked at the other party's condition and said coldly.
Cheng Quan's behavior at that time, including his words when he was wrapped in thick fog, revealed to Zuo Dao that he was in a state of being controlled, and they were all a means of survival.
Obviously, when we first met Cheng Quan, he still had a certain degree of autonomy. He deliberately stimulated Zuo Dao's broken memory to make him aware of the danger, and asked him to leave quickly and report the news. In fact, he succeeded.
But Zuo Dao deduced that not long after he left the library, Cheng Quan was at a disadvantage in the battle for his body again, and the fog ritualists might have sensed something was wrong and tried to remedy the situation. After that, this series of things happened.
As for Cheng Quan, his brief awakening during the second struggle seemed to wake Zuo Dao up and allow him to find a chance to break the situation, but in fact, it was actually telling Zuo Dao on a deeper level that he, Cheng Quan, at least cannot be completely defeated now. Control, otherwise your lips will die and your teeth will be cold.
As for Zuo Dao, Cheng Quan did not disappoint.
Zuo Dao used an information gap and surprise to distract the ritualist behind the scenes at a critical moment, and successfully let Zhi Ling lurk over to carry out the "recruitment plan". This also applied to one thing, that is, even in the opponent's field Inside, Zhi Ling's concealment is also trustworthy, and the opponent is not invincible.
There is no shadow when hiding, and its reputation is well-deserved.
Cheng Quan's pitted and blackened face looked to the left. Half of his face was expressionless and his eyes were black, and the other half was smiling and his eyes were gray.
"Yes..." Cheng Quan was in a trance and seemed to be in a very unstable state. He covered his forehead with one hand and felt a little painful:
"What's his name...?"
"..."
Zuo Dao, sighed.
