Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 621 Demonic Disaster
The area of ​​the hall in the house is quite large, but now it is nearly half covered by black mist, and a large blood-colored cocoon flickers on the edge of the black mist.

This big blood-colored cocoon is about the height of a person and about two feet wide. It is tightly wrapped by a layer of blood-colored membrane, and it is also quiet, without any sound.

Only the faint red light inside is slowly swallowing.

In the depths of the black mist, Fang Xiaonan still stood quietly, with a faint look of worry and anger in his eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Give me back my brother's soul, and I will let you go!"

"Jie Jie Jie..." Hei Wu was silent for a while, then sneered mockingly, his voice became more sinister: "Let me go? Jie Jie, although your strength is not bad, do you really think you have the ability to fight me? Under the black fog of my soul refining, no one can escape!"

"Surrender to me honestly and sacrifice your soul, I will leave you with a trace of remembrance!"

Fang Xiaonan let out a long sigh of relief, looked up into the depths of the black mist, and said with some difficulty: "After listening to you for so long, it seems that my brother's soul may have been swallowed by you already!"

The black mist fell silent for a while again, and suddenly laughed again, saying: "Yes, how can the souls of these ordinary people be in my eyes? Naturally, it is easy to swallow! But of course, I will not be like this for your soul waste!"

The hands that were close to the body were slightly clenched, and a trace of sadness flashed in Xiaonan's eyes.

All these years, the little brother who had been taking care of him carefully and cared for him, wishing he could give half of all the good things, unexpectedly had an accident!
"Jie Jie, you're sad, right? You're right. This kind of soul is extraordinarily delicious, and it will allow me to shorten your refining time a lot!" Huang Zhihua's voice seemed a little proud.

Fang Xiaonan raised his head slightly, looked in front of his house, it was indeed a black mist that had been locked in a circle, and pursed his lips vigorously: "My brother is missing one soul and two souls, so he can't wake up. Already!"

"That's right! It's impossible to wake up after such a lack of soul! And since it's already been swallowed by me, it can't be made up again, Jie Jie"

Huang Zhihua's voice sounded at the right time, the other party's will is very strong, if there is a chance to weaken the other party, it will never let it go.

The soul of this kind of master is extremely delicious, and can quickly replenish the consumption it has caused from crossing the border; and judging from the strength of the other party, in this world, it is considered to be a person with extremely high power. With such a person, if you want to control it This world will be much simpler and faster.

Be sure to subdue the other party.

Of course, for this, it is quite confident.

"My brother's soul was devoured by you, so I refined you and used it to fill it up, it's about the same!" Fang Xiaonan's eyes suddenly flashed bright, but his face gradually turned cold.

"Forehead?"

There was a stunned sound from the black mist, and then he burst out laughing again: "You want to refine me? Jie Jie Jie laughed so hard, you little ants, do you know what kind of existence I am? You want to refine me?" ? Oops, my stomach hurts, I'm dying from laughing"

"Really? Then you die quickly, saving me effort!"

Fang Xiaonan's cold voice sounded, but there was a hint of ridicule in the words.

As if realizing something, Huang Zhihua's voice suddenly stagnated in the black mist; but after only a few breaths, the laughter broke out again: "Jie Jie Jie is a frog in the well, it's not surprising to speak wild words!"

"Oh? Then try?"

Fang Xiaonan gave a sneer, raised his right hand at some point, and a wisp of electric sparks quietly bounced towards the black mist in front of him.

"Stab!"

Before the electric sparks, the black mist dissipated suddenly, like lard pierced by a hot knife, revealing a channel about one meter wide and long.

And at the front end of the passage, that is, two or three meters away, Huang Zhihua's figure is clearly in sight.

It's just that at this time, his figure already has a trace of blue smoke rising, and then his hands and feet gradually dissipate.

But there was still an expression of disbelief on that face.

The speed at which the green smoke dissipated suddenly increased, and it completely turned into green smoke and merged into the black mist; but it was obvious that the entire black mist had shrunk by at least one-third.

What followed were silent and tragic screams, as well as the chaotic black mist fluctuations.

"Ow."

This silent, fearful scream pierced through the heart and soul, and cut through the space in an instant.

In this building and several surrounding buildings, those people who were rushing down the stairs in a panic suddenly turned pale amidst the silent screams, and then fell limp to the ground.

Several helicopters even spun chaotically in mid-air, and one of the helicopters that was slantingly circling directly slammed into a building in a flash.

As for Na Yang, who was in the sky above the roof of the building, his whole body trembled slightly, and a cloud of blue light quietly emerged, wrapping him in it; but on his usually indifferent face, there was an incomparable horror.

Just as he bent down to look down, a cloud of black mist suddenly rushed out from the room towards the surroundings, and then expanded.

"retreat!"

That Yang's face was slightly stiff, and with a loud rebuke, the blue light around his body turned into a size of tens of feet, and suddenly covered the black mist.

Amidst his yelling, the helicopters trembled a few more times before they were finally under control again, and began to quickly turn around and flee towards the surroundings.

But the helicopter that crashed into the roof of the building obviously couldn't adjust. The pilot barely adjusted the direction, but the propeller still directly scraped the building.

Amidst the huge "bang" sound, the helicopter directly crashed into another building, turned into two pieces in mid-air, and fell down with flames.

Some members on the ground helped evacuate, and the members of the tutelary mansion who had just barely woken up, ignored the ordinary people who were still unconscious, and rushed towards the outside one by one.

Because, the blue light in mid-air only slightly delayed the spread of the black mist; at this moment, the black mist is still covering the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

Na Yang's face was pale, and at the top of his head, a blue lantern had quietly appeared at some point.

But at this moment, the wick of the green lamp was trembling uncontrollably, and the bean-sized flame was swaying around, as if it might go out at any moment.

Finally, seeing that all the members of the tutelary mansion below who could escape have already escaped from the community, and the helicopters also flew away, Yang let out a muffled snort, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, the blue light subsided, and he rose into the air , tens of feet away from the black mist.

The black mist that was not bound by the blue light spread rapidly, directly covering the entire building and the two adjacent buildings in it, so it did not continue to spread outward.

That Yang quietly floated in mid-air, looking at the black mist below, a hint of guilt appeared in his eyes.

He could feel that those people who were shrouded in the black mist were rapidly losing their vitality, their souls and everything was sucked away by the black mist.
(End of this chapter)