Start a Dome

Stretching out his hand, he immediately smashed the ferocious ghost mask on his face. Xia Mo, the red-eyed replica, waved a katana and turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Zhao Zhukong.

And Zhao Zhukong also turned into an afterimage, and slammed into it fiercely.

boom! boom! boom!

- Chong!

The moment the two collided, Zheng Zha cleverly grasped the gap and kicked Dechai's knee.

The force was much stronger than Dechai, and it kicked him directly to the knees, and he knelt down, but before he had time to fight back, a clever force suddenly struck behind him, and he had to turn over and roll to the other side.

Behind Zheng Zha was a huge black brown bear more than five meters high.

The pitch-black brown bear slammed on the ground, and the next moment, a large pit with a diameter of more than half a meter appeared in the place where Zheng Zha was standing.

Not to mention, seeing that Zheng Zha was not shot, the brown bear roared and rushed up. Just as the anxious Zheng Zha was about to dodge, countless black sharp thorns suddenly appeared around him and stabbed at him.

boom!

Forcibly resisting this powerful impact, Zheng Zha's body was almost completely fitted on the steel and metal wall.

No, it can't be delayed any longer.

Moyan and Zhang Heng didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Zhan Lan and Xiao Honglu who were fleeing were likely to be caught up by the rest of the Demon team.

It must be done quickly!

Thinking of this, Zheng Zha looked at the brown bear rushing towards him, and stretched out his hand to forcefully grab its sharp claws. The muscles all over his body swelled. The next moment, the roaring Zheng Zha forcibly tore the brown bear off, and kicked it. It kicked several meters away.

Just when Zheng Zha was about to rush up to fight the brown bear, a figure rushed out, hitting his head and chest with two fists up and down.

In desperation, he could only choose to defend.

However, without carrying it twice, Zheng Zha's arm was already a little numb.

"As expected of a copy of the captain..."

The pitch-black brown bear on the side got up from the ground, uttering words, and looked at Mo Yan and the replica Zheng Zha who were fighting not far away.

The bloody sharp blade collided with the big sword burning with black flames. At this moment, Mo Yan and Zheng Zha, the replica, were in a bit of a panic.

"What a terrifying resilience..."

Seeing the dark red blood lines on Moyan's body continuously healing her wounds, the corners of the replica Zheng Zha's mouth cracked slightly.

"Is this man a monster?"

The corner of her mouth was full of bitterness, and her whole body was covered with knife marks and traces of being burned by flames. Fortunately, the armor mode helped Mo Yan resist most of the damage.

"Asshole system, you just issued me an unsolvable mission!"

The demon team's wise men and powerful men are almost enough to beat the Zhongzhou team. If this continues, the Zhongzhou team will be pilled sooner or later.

"Remove enough."

Gently waved the big sword, and slapped the fleshy wings behind him vigorously. The next moment, the replica Zheng Zha appeared in front of Mo Yan in an instant.

boom!

......

When faced with the attack of the Demon Team, the Zhongzhou Team directly chose to escape as a team.

The first team, headed by the main force Zheng Zhamoyanheng, is responsible for intercepting the attack of the demon team.

And the other team...

At this time, they were easily stopped by Chu Xuan who was stepping on the Green Goblin skateboard and the rest of the Demon team.

"Senior Colonel Chu Xuan..."

The corners of his mouth were full of bitterness, looking at the three-no youth who was stepping on the skateboard, Cheng Xiao raised the huge ax

......

Limbs were nearly severed, and although they were not severed, they were unconscious.

Lying in a pool of blood, Xia Mo felt that his consciousness was slowly dissipating.

Xia Mo gritted his teeth as the duplicate himself and Zhao Zhukong's battle sounds kept ringing in his ears.

Can't die.

Can't die can't die can't die can't die can't die can't die can't die!

It's not easy to have such a lovely younger sister, and it's hard to let her heart open.

Can't die!

The chest was extremely stuffy, something was burning, and a large amount of dead energy gushed out centered on Xia Mo.

A scarlet mask was attached to his face, and a ferocious ghost appeared behind him, and his sharp claws gently dragged his body up.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!!!"

With red eyes, Xia Mo condensed all the dead energy around him, and the samurai sword in his hand directly transformed into substance.

boom!

"Hehe, another one who unlocked the gene lock?"

Looking at Xia Mo who was attacking him from both sides with a smile, Zhao Zhukong still opened the broken dagger in his hand, and dodged the sharp claws stabbing him ghostly sideways.

After dodging the ghost claws that were stabbing at him, he gently pulled his hand, and somewhere in the dark, something was touched by him.

"not good!"

Pupils constricted, looking at the extremely slender metal wire in Zhao Zhukong's hand, the replica Xia Mo panicked.

"Goodbye, my lovely little apple~"

puff!

The sound of flesh being pierced.

Zhao Yingkong, who was lying powerlessly on the ground, was entangled by metal wire around his neck at some point.

And because Xia Mo controlled all the dead energy in the relationship with the samurai sword...

This lovely girl's white neck was brutally cut open by Zhao Zhukong, and blood spilled out.

Immediately withdrawing from the battle with Zhao Zhukong, Xia Mo pounced on Zhao Yingkong, gushing out his lifeless anger.

However, no matter how much dead energy he tried to treat the girl, the girl's consciousness gradually collapsed.

"......Feel sorry."

Being held in Xia Mo's arms, feeling the extremely familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere, Zhao Yingkong tried hard to open his eyes wide.

"I misunderstood you before, you look so much like him..."

"No... No, no, no, no, no, no!"

Reluctantly injecting death energy into Zhao Yingkong's body, the girl's face became paler and paler.

Tightly burying her face in Xia Mo's arms, the girl's consciousness fell into darkness.

Clenching his fists tightly, Xia Mo, whose face was stained with blood, was as ferocious as an evil ghost at this moment.

At this moment, Xia Mo, the clone, suddenly said, "Calm down, find a way to keep her soul!"

"Yes! Soul!"

There is a soul after death. Although the general soul will dissipate, Xia Mo can use the death energy to keep it.

However, from the beginning to the end, Xia Mo did not see Zhao Yingkong's soul emerge from the girl's body.

"Why is there no soul?!"

Holding the girl tightly in his arms, this was the first time Xia Mo felt deeply powerless.

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"No soul?"

Just when the clone Xia Mo was distracted, a sharp dagger pierced through his shoulder abruptly.

A large amount of dead air gushed out from the wound, and wielding the black knife, Xia Mo, the clone, slashed at Zhao Zhukong.

- Chong!

boom! boom! boom!

Click!

The next moment, the dagger in Zhao Zhukong's hand was cut off by the black knife, he raised his arm suddenly, and let the replica Xia Mo's blade cut off his right arm.

The expression on Zhao Zhukong's face didn't change at all, the corners of Zhao Zhukong's mouth split open, his body flickered, and three figures attacked Xia Mo, the clone.

boom!

With one blow, the three mirror image clones that Zhao Zhukong created were cut off, and the cold light flickered, and Xia Mo, the duplicate body, blocked the dart shot at his forehead dangerously and dangerously with his dead air.

"Hey! The real me!"

"Don't be sad there, since you can't find her soul, it is likely that she was taken away by the existence named Lord God."

"In other words, she has the possibility of resurrection!"

Xia Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked at Zhao Zhukong, who was constantly suppressing the clone.

"Death to me!!!"

Roaring, the sharp black claws slapped the man fiercely with endless hatred.

......

Fleeing into the dark alleyway with the help of the black mist, Zheng Zha's hands were burning with flames, turned over and smashed De Chai's head with a punch, and then kept walking along the alleyway without looking back.

"Red Flame!"

The bloody flame burned away the bloody smell on his body, and with his amazing recovery ability, the wound on Zheng Zha's thigh gradually closed.