Huaishi is really blinding.

It was so dark that I couldn't see anything, and I was swallowed up by the darkness that spewed out from my chest like a tsunami.

It's like strong acid and strong alkali were mixed together, a huge ice cube was thrown into the boiling molten steel, and a pheasant was thrown into the wolf's den.

Anyway, it's just thunder and fire, adding fuel to the fire, and exhausting the lamp... No, in short, it's so messed up that it's like an idiom solitaire.

As if he had taken several kilograms of homemade explosives, Huaishi choked violently, and sprayed dark mist and sparks from his nose and mouth.

The moment the three liberator dusts were stuffed into the chest, they disintegrated and melted on their own, releasing a boundless light. Then, the darkness entrenched there seemed to be angered, and collided with the light, like a substance.

There was an indescribable impact.

Huaishi could feel that the holy marks all over his body, like the nerves and blood system, were vibrating violently. Under the stimulation of the liberator's dust, power that Huaishi had not expected continued to emerge.

Then, it forcibly took over the operation of all organs.

A black river surged through his body, replacing the flow of blood. The flames of calamity ashes flickered in and out of it, covering the transmission of nerve signals. The turbulent darkness like a tide penetrated an inch of his body, engulfing his ability to survive in the human world.

Shape remains.

In an instant, the card named Huai Shi was forcibly turned over, hiding the young man in the darkness, and was replaced by the ghost sleeping in the darkness.

I can't feel my body temperature, my heartbeat, or the contraction and expansion of my lungs when I breathe.

On his chest, the dark crack that was originally the size of a mug doubled in size in an instant, and fire like a whirlpool surged from it.

Along with the oscillation of the lava vortex, huge power was transmitted to the limbs and bones along with the pulsation of the dark river.

The horrific deaths accumulated from countless death records finally completed a qualitative change at this moment with the help of the stigmata.

He truly transformed into an inhuman being.

Became a ghost!

He was burning, bathed in cold fire that formed substance.

As his palm passed over the axe, a layer of pitch-black lightning lit up on the blade, whipping the air as he sang Huai Shi, leaving traces of frost.

There is no longer the original warmth and light, replaced by the coldness of death and silence like the thunder of darkness.

Under the influence of the rapidly rising concentration of calamity ash in Huaishi's blood, heart poison and thunder merged here, forming a completely new qualitative change.

What is this?

In shock, Huai Shi looked at his unfamiliar body in astonishment: He was finally no longer a negative energy generator, and then he discovered that he had become a negative energy engine again?

No matter what, this is a good thing.

Feeling the fission-like surging power after the collision between the ashes of calamity and the dust of liberation, Huai Shi grinned, immersed in this unprecedented fullness and enthusiasm.

Looking at Qi Wen, he became more and more happy.

"Eat my move and create a new world!!!"

Completely ignoring that he would be beaten if he had no copyright and that the creation of the world was not the prerequisite for this kind of nonsense, Huai Shi roared, rushed forward, and performed a jumping chop!

boom!

The thunder exploded and the undercurrent was released.

As the angry ax fell, the dark thunder lingering on the ax blade burst out, carrying Huai Shi's seven years of anger and murderous intent, spreading forward.

In an instant, a gap was torn open in Zi Qiwen's twisted body, almost cutting him in half from head to tail.

Wherever he passed, there was a tragic blackness, and there was no trace of recovery. The tragic desolation and the frost of death descended on this quagmire-like body with the slashing of the ax blade.

The black blood screamed, evaporated and extinguished by the dark thunder.

Qi Wen roared, and countless limbs were tangled in a mess, but in the next moment, in the spreading iron-gray mist, the burning evil ghost grinned, raised his arms, and spread out his hand ax and sacrificial knife like wings.

The next moment, countless lightning bolts shot out, crisscrossing the air as Huai Shi slashed with his arms, leaving tragic traces.

The Theravada Dual Sword Technique, which had been completely modified to the point of being unsightly, has now reached extremely fast speeds that are difficult to see with the naked eye. In this almost storm-like slashing, Qi Wen's body convulsed in pain, and his twisted face was

Completely chopped to pieces.

In an instant, Huai Shi passed by Qi Wen and rushed towards Qi Yuan, who was covered in black blood without looking back.

Behind him, Qi Wen's twisted limbs were stiff in the air.

Countless dense slash marks appeared on the riddled body. Then, it burst into thousands of fragments, and was completely evaporated into dust by the burst of lightning.

There are no more residues.

Huaishi, on the other hand, had already broken through the blood curtain that blocked the outside, and rushed into the battle with great force, with the ax blade pointing at Qi Yuan, who had his back turned to him.

The dark thunder and black blood collided together, and the thunder exploded, leaving a tragic gap on the back of Qi Yuan's head.

"what!"

He turned back in shock, stared at the burning Huaishi, waved his hands angrily, and his black blood boiled. Immediately, a giant hand grew out of the dancing black blood, and knocked back Huaishi.

"Hello, I am a tearful person. Today we will not talk about sadness, nor will we talk about Chopin..."

Huai Shi twisted his neck and slowly approached again: "Let's talk about asking for salary!"

Today, I, Huai Shi, am going to let you know!

No one can run away after owing money to my little Peppa Pig on Huaihai Road!

nobody!

"Go away!" Satomi Kohaku was furious, "The head is mine!"

"Fart, it's okay to just talk in vain to grab someone else's head!" Huai Shi ignored her protest and jumped up with the ax again: "I tell you, I'm sure of this head!"

Bang!

Black blood breaks out.

The black blood wrapped around Qi Yuan's body suddenly grew, and countless pupils grew out of it, opening and closing as the blood flowed, staring at them indifferently.

"It seems that I have really been... underestimated."

The terrifying shadow of the Headless Neck rose again, and the bloody neck suddenly straightened, and a shrill cry burst out from the void.

The sharp screams almost tore the air apart, carrying layers of blood-colored ripples, rushing in all directions, causing all living creatures to decay wherever they passed.

Except Huaishi.

To a certain extent, after drinking Jiufeng's black blood, Qi Yuan was no longer a person, but became a part of Jiufeng.

Today's subway lines, including here, have a total of ten altars to assist Jiufeng's transformation. Jiufeng also relies on his black blood to give his power to these devout believers to protect himself during his transformation.

vulnerable stage.

As a newly baptized person, Qi Yuan received the only headless one besides Jiu Feng's nine heads, which is also the origin of the title of Jiu Feng's "Ghost Car".

According to legend, its chirping has the power to absorb souls. The moment ordinary people hear this chirp, all their essence will be extracted and become the food of Jiu Feng.

Even the sublime ones cannot withstand such terrifying impact and absorption.

Enveloped in the blood-colored ripples, Huai Shi felt that his vision was darkening, and the source fire burning on his body was actually absorbed by the cry, and was pulled in the direction of Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan snorted coldly, reaching out to usurp the power from Huai Shi, but his smile didn't last long before his face turned black.

The heart poison from death and the massive despair carried in the ashes burned his palms like fire, instantly turning one of his arms into charcoal.

Huai Shi just wanted to laugh after reading it.

The Ghost Stigmata is originally an auxiliary type of Stigma. I am afraid that others will not dare to ask for it, but there will never be a time when I dare not give it to myself.

At this time, what is the difference between swallowing one's own essence and taking poison directly?

Even if Jiufeng can withstand this kind of poison from death, it doesn't mean that you can mess around with a faucet connected to someone else's water pipe.

But what made Qi Yuan even more shocked was that the power and attributes contained in the fire of the essence were the natural enemies of black blood.

It's so ironic. The power possessed by the rancher, who represents the element of destruction, is life, but the people who come to attack Qi Yuan represent death.

Is something not quite right?

He waved his hands vigorously, relying on the massive amount of black blood to forcefully submerge the flames. His charred palms grew again, and the eyes he looked at Huai Shi were no longer disdainful, but full of caution and murderous intent.

But before he could take action, the wind howled behind him.

The naginata is coming to chop!

In the hands of Satomi Kohaku, the weapon that constantly changes between the rib cage and the naginata is simply astonishingly lethal. Her accomplishments in it are clearly visible, whether it is a small dachi, a katana or a nodachi with an exaggerated length.

Or the naginata turned into two-handed weapons. When switching between them, they are all flawless and the posture is perfect. Even Huai Shi can't see any flaws when looking at his own weapon attack skills.

After being shaken by the scream just now, she didn't seem to be affected in any way.

As early as the moment when the bloody waves rolled in, a layer of light lit up on the guardian talisman around her waist, and the five-pointed star flashed from behind, enveloping her.

And the ferocious Prajna Noodles actually swallowed up the source of impact contained in the scream. Counting the weird weapon in her hand, there were already three border relics!

And the string of Buddhist beads on her wrist and the leather boots on her feet that can double jump in the air every time she steps hard are also extraordinary.

Why is this woman so rich!

You have to find a way to get close to this rich man... No!
To be continued...