Welcome to the world of strange dreams

Lu Dachui was surrounded by ghosts.

The scene looked like zombies attacking the city.

Under such circumstances, there is still time to look this way and talk nonsense.

So there are two words "Oh" in his sentence. The first one is a modal auxiliary, and the second one is because a ghost almost bit his finger and scared him out.

But it was precisely because the other party was confused and couldn't help but attack Fu Minghui that he also exposed his flaws.

Originally, the black mist was so thick that it was impossible to see through it. At this time, it suddenly faded away, and in an instant, people could see the situation in the center of the black fog.

An extremely thin old man was kneeling on a place that was similar to an altar, but it was different from the one here. At least there was a bed for the "princess" to lie down comfortably.

The altar was filled with strange words, and many human and animal skulls were tied messily in a circle with stars.

"Are you using the magic from South America?" This time, even Zhang Jianhui couldn't help complaining.

What this guy has learned is too complicated.

In other words, in order to achieve the goal, every possible means was used, and any sorcery that could be used and was available was used.

Moreover, Grandpa 402’s kneeling posture seemed very painful.

Fu Minghui sympathized with the old man so much that he really wished he could jump up and save him.

His body was tortured in the real world, and due to his stubborn will, his desire to die turned into an extremely powerful obsession after so many years of continuous torture and the trampling of endless personal dignity. However, he was exploited and transformed into a dark power. .

The results of it? His soul body, or consciousness body, will also be tortured in the boundary.

God is too cruel.

If according to the theory of cause and effect in Buddhism and the theory of responsibility in Taoism, he is so miserable because he has done great evil in his previous life or his family elders, which led to rewards for him and caused him to have such results and experiences, then the punishment will also be That's enough!

And around the altar, there were four thick iron chains, locking the old man tightly.

The endless black energy was emanating from the iron chain.

Including the powerful and dark power contained in the black energy.

Luo Zhao raised his sword and slashed directly at the iron chain.

Zhang Jianhui also waved the iron fist wearing the magic glove at the same time.

There were two bangs, like sharp blades slashing at rotten wood, the sound making one's scalp numb.

But unfortunately, the chain was not broken or damaged.

Instead, Luo Zhao raised his lightsaber upwards. Fortunately, he held it tightly, otherwise it would have been bounced off his hands.

And because Zhang Jianhui used weapons, it was equivalent to a close-range physical fight, and his whole body was blown away.

Fortunately, a long whip suddenly appeared in Luo Zhao's other hand and rolled Zhang Jianhui back again.

"Emma, ​​you are awesome for being able to force the lord to use the second weapon." Even Yun Ke couldn't help but complain about the battle here.

"This is a chain condensed by magic. You cannot attack forcefully." Luo Zhao concentrated on fighting, his voice calm and rational.

Unlike all his team members, they were still in the mood to gossip during fights and life-or-death situations, including a certain non-staff member.

It seems that Luo Zhao is a serious person when it comes to cleaning, and Li Yu is a normal person, and the rest are all types who do not stingy.

Fu Minghui thinks he was led astray...

And when Luo Zhaocai finished saying this, Fu Minghui saw behind Grandpa 402, or behind the altar, in the shadows, there was a shadowy figure, hiding there because he was almost exposed. Tibetan.

But before Fu Minghui could see clearly, the figure disappeared again.

Deep in her heart, she felt that the other party seemed to be chanting some spell. Grandpa 402 immediately raised his head like a cow and horse whose reins were tightened, and looked forward with a ferocious face.

In an instant, the black air became intense again, as if there were countless nozzles on the iron chain that could spray out resentment and death.

At the same time, those who besieged Lu Dachui and attacked Yun Ke's soul sporadically seemed to have been nourished and became more fierce and powerful.

Damn it! Damn it!

I'm in a hurry!

Lu Dachui and Yun Ke's C language sounded almost at the same time, and they had no time to look elsewhere. They could only try to deal with what was in front of them.

Luo Zhao did not panic. Instead, he looked into the air and threw out another self-igniting spell.

Fu Minghui has never practiced Taoism, and he is not a Taoist at all.

But she didn't know if it was really hereditary, because her biological father was a Taoist priest, so she immediately noticed that the two spells Luo Zhao cast were not of the same type.

The first one is used to notify some information.

This one seems to be positioning.

I'm crazy, I'm crazy!

It's C language again, but it comes from that bastard who hides his head and shows his tail.

As the spell burned out, a light suddenly appeared in mid-air.

It was actually very faint, but it was so obvious in the darkness.

This is also like a locator.

In the eyes of Fu Minghui, who was watching from a distance, the light was just a small arrow drawn in front, pointing directly to a certain place.

In fact, it is a link in the chain.

"Here it is." Seeing this, Luo Zhao took out the third talisman.

This time, the spell burst out with white light as soon as it was released, as if it were some kind of chemical with a very low ignition point. Then, like falling, one by one, it accurately landed on a certain link of the iron chain that the light pointed to before.

It was obviously an iron chain, but at this moment it was like a flammable object. The moment the flame came into contact, it suddenly burned violently. And it was like a line of fire, spreading along the iron chains at a speed that was too fast to blink, until the four iron chains burned at the same time.

402 Grandpa screamed loudly, his voice sounded like a wounded beast.

"What a fool, I have to dodge quickly." Fu Minghui heard this in a panic.

After fighting for such a long time, apart from that sentence and the sentence asking her to die, this was the third time Fu Minghui heard the other party's voice.

There was no time to judge anything. After all, this happened in the blink of an eye, and not even half a second could be delayed.

Fu Minghui immediately reminded, "The warlock is going to run."

That's right, the one who can immerse himself in the boundary and control all this is not the warlock, but who is it?

"Can't run away." Luo Zhao sneered.

The long whip was struck again, accurately swung behind the figure and locked in place.

At the same time, Zhang Jianhui flew close to the evil altar, and with a clang-dang-dang operation, all four chains were destroyed.

Even the words on the altar were scratched into pieces by his fingers.

The magic weapon with a round star and a skull tied to it was also smashed to pieces by the iron fist of justice.

In the scarlet smoke, these powerful dark forces instantly disintegrated.

Fu Minghui took a long breath.

Although I don’t understand why Luo Zhao uses cold weapons with black technology inside the border, such as lightsabers, long whips, short knives, etc., but he looks really cool when fighting.

But in terms of pleasure, it must be Zhang Jianhui's extremely powerful fist!

In fact, Border has a very cyberpunk feel. It is clear that high technology has reached its end, but it is still solved in ancient ways. This contrast...