Chapter 34 Ghost Scorpion

That's the devil. Because of the existence of the demon core, Ye finally successfully used his own power to connect the demon core with himself. It was still horrible. The soul-eating soul in the night hand seemed to have life. The original lax black fog state instantly returned to its normal form, and then the blood-red demon core slowly appeared on the sword...

The appearance of this core beats like a heart. Then, the whole sword was slightly touched by the crimson demon core, and then dozens of meridians appeared in the originally ordinary sword body. There can't be any mistake. That's the veins. The appearance of these veins suddenly plunged into the right hand of the night. Suddenly, the whole right hand of the night soared because of the dozens of veins that went deep into the blood vessels, and even some capillaries could not stand such a surge and burst, and the blood overflowed. But Ye didn't feel anything wrong. Instead, he became more and more excited because of the power from the demon's core. He felt that those forces, those forces from the demon's core, were constantly pouring into his body through the veins. Then, like the demon possession, Ye's normal eyes were red, and those red eyes were full of unparalleled terrible murderous intent.

But this is only the beginning. When the third eye was quietly opened on the right arm of the night, the real form of magic martial arts was finally displayed.

It's different. It's completely different. Night now gives people the feeling that it is no longer mysterious and elegant. He is a demon now. There is only blood in his eyes, only madness, and only extremely strong desire. That's killing. Matching it, the soul-eating has also become very strange. It is no longer the previous gorgeous golden sword, but a terrible magic sword bathed in blood at this moment...

Yes, the blood of the soul-eating at this moment is precisely because of sucking the delicious blood of the night. Only in this way can it maintain this real form at this moment.

It's normal. The hellhound, which was just hoarse and roaring, showed this real form at night, the extremely real demonic breath made them have to submit. They even lowered their heads and let out a low cry there...

This is inevitable and necessary. For hellhounds, demons are like death. Such a similar atmosphere makes them afraid to act rashly. They seem to know in their hearts that they have no chance of winning in the face of such an opponent.

The reaction of the hellhound made Ye feel very satisfied. In fact, the reason why he let the hellhound be reborn so many times is to submit at this moment. He is very clear that when he shows the real form of magic martial arts, the hellhound is no longer someone else's pet, but his.

Sure enough, there are more than a hundred hellhounds at this moment. They have accepted a more powerful demonic breath than Dong Shao, and then, it is also natural. The object they are going to bite now is no longer night, but Dong Shao not far away.

Night doesn't seem to be in a hurry, or since he shows this form, he should have a good time. In this way, his red eyes were full of fun when he looked at Dong Shao: "...do you want to play games?" His voice is very strange now, like the sound that has been processed by the computer, with a little noise, as if the two of them are talking in unison at this moment.

Obviously, the form turned sharply, which was quite unfavorable to him, but this sme-like vampire still seemed to be very calm. After exhaling a breath of smoke gracefully, he said lazily, "...game?" He seemed to be looking forward to it: "It shouldn't be a children's game... If it's an adult game, I don't mind playing with you."

After listening to it at night, his red eyes were full of smiles: "Don't worry, I won't let you down." Sooner or later, before his words fell, hundreds of hell dogs understood it. Almost at the same time, they roared and rushed towards Dong Shao.

Dong Shao did not dodge or dodge. He just snapped his fingers, which was very exaggerated. The hell dogs that had just been dark just now dissipated in an instant and disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The disappearance of the hellhound and no next action at night, which made Dong Shao look a little disappointed: "...this is what you call a game?" He said it was boring: "Isn't it too simple?"

He was not in a hurry at night. He walked slowly: "Didn't you find it?" He gently waved his blood-red soul-eating, and suddenly, a strong sword spirit roared: "The game has just begun."

"...?!" Ye's indifferent self-confidence made Dong Shao quickly realize that something was wrong. When he dodged the sword, almost for the first time, he finally realized that the problem was...

————Falma!

Yes!

Ye seemed to see through Dong Shao, and the casual sword spirit left a clear sword mark on the gorgeous floor tile. Then, the array on the green brick was finally complete. At this time, when Dong Shao found the magic array under his feet, he could not move...

Dong Shao was surprised, but he quickly thought of something...

Papa~~~ Dong Shao couldn't help applauding for the night: "It's not the night, every step has left a trick..." He can try to imagine that if he had just chosen the sword spirit of the night, maybe the magic array under his feet would be incomplete, but he was still in a habitual dodge, not for others, just I don't want to waste unnecessary power.

But this seemingly reasonable choice makes him fall into a dilemma at this moment. He has no intention of regret or complaining. If he can do it again, he will still make this choice. Therefore, he is convinced and admires the scary momentary judgment of the night.

He deliberately looked at the prison array under his feet. It was really right. Eighteen swords, no more, no less. And now, he can understand after all. Just now, there was no night that showed the real form of magic martial arts. Why did he have those extra moves when dealing with hell dogs...

"Awesome!" Dong Shao praised again: "To become the youngest S-level assassin in the Shadow Killing Department, the name [Night] is really not fake." He also made it clear that not everyone has a title for S-level assassins. In fact, most assassins only have letter code names, and there should be only ten assassins with titles, and Ye is one of them, but he is the eleventh one promoted...

For Dong Shao's praise, Ye just smiled: "... I said, can't you be honest?" He was a little helpless: "World peace is not easy. Don't think about doing something bad all day long. If you do this, it will be very hard for us troublesome people." With that, his red eyes gradually returned to normal, and the soaring blue veins on his right arm gradually calmed down, but he could still see a few small wounds. Then, the magic devours the soul, and it slowly returns to the original golden color.

Dong Shao listened and couldn't laugh or cry: "Peace? It seems that there is a big contrast to our values," he looked at the night already standing in front of him: "Just like God, your so-called peace, illusory, has never existed at all." Speaking of this, he smiled contemptuously: "...It's just a pitiful illusion of people without faith."

Ye listened and couldn't help looking at the polite man in front of him. From his sour tone, Ye seemed to hear something: "...You...you were not a believer before, did you?" It's not unreasonable for him to think so. After all, ordinary people don't use God as a metaphor.

Dong Shao did not deny or admit it, just smiled...

Well, since they don't want to say anything, they don't want to be too much at night. Besides, he just wants to go home and go to bed quickly. Today's things are troublesome enough. In this way, he directly put his hands together, and immediately, the array of imprisonment shone up eighteen pillars of light. These beams of light are connected to each other and devour each other. Finally, they are like a bird cage, completely imprisoning Dong Shao.

Then he clapped his hands, and the dark crow appeared quietly, but it was obviously different. The crow that appeared this time was obviously several times larger than the crow that appeared last time, even dozens of times, and looked as big as an ordinary person.

He casually pointed to the cage of the Middle East: "...bring it to the old man." The crow understood, shook its long wings and fell on the top of the cage, then grabbed the cage made of beams of light, directly hit the roof, and flew out.

Long night breathed a sigh of relief, which solved a little trouble. Then, he turned around and sat back in the safe without a magic array. He was very straightforward, regardless of whether the password or not, just split the box directly with the long sword in his hand and picked up the small box with the curse in it.

He deliberately looked back and forth, and it seemed to be right. This was the box he was looking for, but quickly, when he found the inconspicuous black dot at the bottom of the box, he immediately realized that something was wrong...

At the first time, he threw away the box, and then the box started from the small black dot at the bottom and climbed out countless black bugs. These bugs are very similar to scorpions, but unlike scorpions, these bugs are more dangerous and deadly. You know, these bugs are [ghost scorpions] cultivated by [witches]...

Ye naturally knew this very well. It was precisely because he was too clear. In the face of these bugs, he did not dare to neglect at all. He only heard the sound of 'dang', and Ye inserted the golden soul into the ground: "Yan Lie!" Not bad. With the soul-eating as the center, the instantaneous fire burned the dense ghost scorpion black, and a faint burning smell began to float out of the air...

————But I was still tricked. You know, at the moment when the night just picked up the box, the first ghost scorpion that ran out bit him rudely.

The situation is very bad. Although I was just bitten, this mouth is not only a deep purple arm, but what's more terrible is that Ye has felt a slight blurred consciousness: "...so fast." He never underestimated the 'pet' refined by the witch, but he was really surprised that the toxicity could come so quickly when he sealed the blood at the first time.

"... damn it!" However, for a few seconds, he could not feel the existence of the right hand, and his consciousness was further blurred. But before he completely lost consciousness, he forcibly summoned the fourth-order mythical beast, the silver fox, through one arm. Then, he climbed on the back of the silver fox the size of two people and said powerlessly: "...Xu Si...go to her house..."

The silver fox made a long sound, and the silver fox, whose whole body was as white as snow, immediately entered the form of nothingness. Then, it bowed slightly, then jumped and ran towards Xu Sijia through the 'exit' that the crow had just bumped into.

The speed of the silver fox is very fast, but for a while, it is hundreds of meters away from the luxury villa, but at such a speed, the unconscious night did not fall down, but wanted to fall asleep and lie comfortably on the back of the silver fox. The silver fox is full of spirituality. Although it runs fast, it deliberately exerts its strength around the night. In this way, no matter how fast it runs, it will not have much impact on the night on its back.

But it is still very worried. It feels that its master doesn't seem to have much time, and the passage of every minute of time represents the death of the master. In this way, it uses all its strength to run away at its own absolute speed...

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