Survival on the road, I have a prompt system

"How is it possible?" The Blood Duke looked at the pierced scarlet cloak in disbelief.

He didn't expect that the treasure cloak he was proud of would be pierced just like that.

The startled and angry Duke of Blood immediately turned into blood and scattered, trying to avoid the attack of the Bone Nether Sword.

However, as soon as he dispersed, he felt a powerful attraction coming from the Bone Nether Sword.

The cold wind from the sword almost froze his blood.

The speed of movement has also become extremely slow.

"What the hell?"

The Blood Duke was shocked and wanted to leave quickly.

However, his body flew towards the Bone Nether Sword uncontrollably.

"what happened?"

The Duke of Blood tried to move around.

But the body kept moving backwards, slowly sinking into the Bone Nether Sword.

The Blood Duke didn't feel well, and immediately got together and recovered his body.

But in the next second, the Bone Nether Sword pierced into his body.

The Blood Duke felt that all the blood and spiritual power in his body were sucked away by the Bone Nether Sword. He felt that his strength and vitality were constantly passing away. His body became shriveled and old, his mind was dizzy, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"What exactly is going on?"

The Duke of Blood tried his best to gather the last bit of energy, and wanted to condense a seed of power as a prop for his future rebirth.

However, in the next second, he saw Zhang Tuohai coming to him with a burying shovel.

brush!
The burial shovel cut it down, and directly chopped off his head.

"The Duke of Blood, that's all."

Zhang Tuohai opened his hand, and the Bone Nether Sword fell back into his hand.

Zhang Tuohai could clearly feel that the number of bones gathered by the White Bone Nether Sword was 10001.

Ten thousand corpses is not the end of the Bone Nether Sword, on the contrary, it is just a starting point.

The more bones there are, the stronger the Bone Nether Sword.

This is also one of the reliance on the ability of Yuhunzong to control the leader of the Demon Dao all the time.

Through the yin and yang eyes, Zhang Tuohai could see the soul of the Blood Duke fleeing into the distance.

Transcendents who are above the seventh rank have a clear soul and can know their own situation. If they are not prepared, they may really be run away by the other party.

Then, the opponent took the opportunity to be reborn.

In the game, there are so many ways to reincarnate in the dirty soil, and not destroying the soul of the opponent is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

Zhang Tuohai was naturally prepared.

With one hand, a long black flag appeared in the hand.

As soon as the spiritual power was activated, thousands of souls flew out of the banner of thousands of souls, howling.

"go with!"

Zhang Tuohai waved one hand.

Thousands of souls flew towards the soul of the fleeing Duke of Blood.

The Duke of Blood is not a master who specializes in the way of the soul, nor does he have soul skills. He can only punch and kick like ordinary people when he becomes a soul.

This leads to a problem, that is, he has only one person, while there are 1 souls in the Wanhun Banner...

Although the Duke of Blood is very brave.

But in the next second, he was overwhelmed by souls everywhere.

With so many souls, one mouthful per person, the Blood Duke will completely disappear, turning into nourishment for the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Looking at the empty underground bar, and looking at the two formed magic weapons in his hands, Zhang Tuohai was very satisfied. During this trip to Ugly Country, his two goals have been successfully completed.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a siren outside.

Zhang Tuohai raised his head and looked up. It turned out that a lot of policemen had gathered outside the bar at this time. These policemen had surrounded the bar with various weapons.

"New York police, the people inside throw away their weapons and come out with their heads in their hands, or we'll shoot."

A few policemen shouted loudly.

Several people even took out tear gas and prepared to attack.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Tuohai sighed, and killed the soul controlling Wanhun Banner.

He is very clear about his situation. Today, he has only two ways to go out.

Either be caught or killed.

If there is no power, perhaps there is little choice.

But, now...

Thousands of souls screamed and charged outside.

When the New York police heard screams coming from inside, they thought it was a hostage rushing out, so they quickly raised their guns and pointed them at the door.

As a result, in the next second, countless translucent soul bodies rushed out of it.

"What the hell?"

The New York police felt that the situation was not good, and immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!
A series of gunshots rang out.

Those bullets accurately hit the rushing soul.

Then, it passed through those souls.

Hit the wall behind the soul.

But those souls roared and rushed in front of them, throwing them to the ground.

Grab their souls from their bodies and eat them bite by bite.

There were screams and gunshots.

Then it gradually quieted down.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

In the sky, a helicopter is circling.

They are reporters from the TV station. They originally thought that there would be big news here, and they planned to come and interview them.

In the end, they really guessed right.

Really big news.

"Quick, point the camera down, what's that, my God, is it a soul? It's translucent, there really is a soul in the world, I bet this is definitely the biggest news this year, I want Famous, this year's Pulitzer Prize is mine!"

The reporter became a little crazy, and quickly turned on the live broadcast, and spread the picture in real time.

The director was shocked when he saw this scene, and then cut off the show and switched to the live broadcast. He knew clearly that this was definitely a big news, and that this month's bonus had been paid.

The director of the TV station got the news, and when he saw the program, he almost jumped up for joy.

"Tell the Wired reporter to keep tracking, and then find me a psychic, a priest, a psychic, and a fortuneteller, and ask them to explain what's going on. Tell them, try to explain it as controversially as possible, Stir up the topic, and we're going to make a fortune."

The director said frantically.

Over the years, TV stations have been overwhelmed by the pressure from the self-media. This is a rare opportunity to turn around, and he must seize it.

In addition to TV stations, some self-media Internet celebrity broadcasters also got the news immediately.

After seeing the news, they immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to earn traffic, and turned on the live broadcast one after another, rushing towards the incident, for fear of missing the feast.

In addition to Internet celebrities, some psychics, wizards, fortune tellers who rely on bluffing and deception, and a large number of spiritual lovers also rushed to the scene of the incident.

In their eyes, this is an excellent opportunity to become famous.

In their eyes, there is no risk, only fame and money.

As long as they seize this opportunity, they can earn more than they can spend in their entire lives.

Everyone was crazy, and rushed towards Brooklyn in a frenzy.