Mysterious Agency

Zhang ordinary is very clear that evil spirit is the only capital that he can survive in this challenge arena. If there is a mistake in the blood pool, he will be doomed. Now, while there is still time, we must make the blood evil finger more full, and even... He has more crazy ideas!

At this time, there are all kinds of strange people who are almost violent, but on the contrary, this time is the safest. In the corpse pile where even the guards are unwilling to come, a figure sitting in meditation forces himself into a state of deep meditation.

The evil spirit that can be seen by naked eyes around him rushes towards his body as if attracted by something. Soon he seems to have been soaked in blood water, and his whole body is covered with red,

In his mind, regardless of the pain, Zhang Fanfan introduced the evil spirit crazily, and the blood evil spirit finger showed a tip, which was like a channel. A large amount of evil spirit penetrated into the desolate mind, and soon a large number of evil spirit poured in. Zhang Fanfan guided the evil spirit to fill the blood evil spirit finger, and separated a consciousness to control the evil spirit to spread along the outlined golden scale.

It's as if the painting has already drawn a line draft, and the rest is to copy and fill in the color. Although it sounds simple, and the operation doesn't need to be as painstaking as the initial sketch, when it was really implemented, he found that when the evil spirit was sketched along the line, his body was as painful as a knife, When each Sha Qi silk becomes a part of the body, there will be a blood red mark on the corresponding body, one... Two... Ten... Each one is like a knife. In just a few minutes, Zhang ordinary is equivalent to cutting more than ten knives on himself. This kind of punishment is just like bloodless volley, and even more tormenting than it.

Because the perpetrator is himself!

This is just the beginning. Every time a scale nail succeeds, the corresponding scale nail lines on Zhang Pingfan's body will fall off and a large piece of flesh will fall off, but the strong resilience will make him stop bleeding immediately, grow a blood scab, and then fall off and grow new flesh.

This process is so repeated. As time goes by, once Zhang's sweat is formed, it will be evaporated by the high temperature on the body surface. The blood droplets oozing from the pores condense on his body, forming a crimson blood shell, wrapping his whole body. At a glance, he is no different from those corpses around him.

The pale golden scales in Zhang's mind have been replaced by red at this time. The bloody finger has become as crystal clear as blood jade carving. The evil spirit in it has accumulated as if blood were flowing in it. Zhang's evil spirit is countless. He only knows how to absorb it, Absorb as much as possible. The more he absorbs, the more likely he is to survive. As for whether it is harmful to his body, he has completely ignored it.

Not only that, but also the outlines of other nails have been sketched. From the beginning, he was unfamiliar and poor, to now, he is familiar with the road. Zhang's blood is comparable to that of an adult man's whole body. Now, he is almost relying on his strong recovery ability in exchange for his capital to survive!

Every time a new blood evil finger takes shape, his speed of absorbing evil spirit will be greatly accelerated. Finally, the red fog around the corpse pile is thinner than other places, and even his body has been completely absorbed.

Such a large-scale absorption has also attracted the attention of some guards, among which the most sensitive one is Xi Yuanzhou, the leader of the rostrum!

As the planner of the whole situation, the evil spirit is the only thing he wants. As the Lord of the orc City, he knows the change of the evil spirit most clearly. Before the reduction of the evil spirit, he thought it was caused by the absorption of some strange people. But in his opinion, the absorbed evil spirit will come back in the end. But as time goes on, he finds something wrong. There are too many of the few evil spirits!

Now the concentration of the evil spirit is not even as good as two hours ago. There are fewer and fewer strange people living. How can the evil spirit become less and less?

Xiyuanzhou can't sit still any more. Standing up and looking up, the bony wings are still floating over the beast battlefield, surrounded by a faint red fog. It's just that the fog over a certain area of the beast battlefield seems much thinner.

That's... Corpse pile?!

Something's wrong!

Corpse heap should be the place with the most evil spirit. There is no one here. How can there be so little evil spirit! something the matter!

This time, the plan was about his life. Naturally, xiyuanzhou attached great importance to it. He immediately sent troops to send generals,

"You lead three teams to search around the corpse heap, and all the strange people 20 meters around the corpse heap will be brought back to me! In case of disobedience, there will be no amnesty! "

"Yes

Three Renzi strange people led three teams from different directions to the corpse pile. At the same time, the blood shell sitting in the center of the corpse pile also heard a crisp sound.

Click... Click, click, click

The sound of fragmentation became more and more dense. At last, the blood shells turned into powder and floated with the wind. A figure in the blood color stood up slowly, and a pair of black and white eyes were very bright!

Zhang Fan rolled up his sleeve and saw the faint blood lines on his body. He squeezed his hand hard, and the air burst around him.

"What a powerful force

After three hours of absorption, he not only finished the outline of the golden scales on his body, but also turned the remaining four nails of his right hand into bloody fingers. Although the remaining four bloody fingers are much lighter than the original color, they will have the same power sooner or later if given enough time and evil spirit.

"Maybe we can't call it xuesha finger now. It's more suitable to call it xuesha claw. As for the gold scale beetle... How much the defense ability will be improved after it becomes blood scale beetle, it seems that we have to try it."

At this time, Zhang ordinary suddenly raised his head. He felt that the evil spirit around him suddenly became strong. Three evil spirits came from three directions, Southeast and West.

"What's wrong? Hehe, it's late! "

Zhang Changping smiles at the corners of his mouth and works hard at his feet. The corpse that he has been sitting for a long time is instantly bloody. Under the cover of the blood mist, a red shadow penetrates out and rushes away towards a direction where no one is. This is a magical effect that Zhang Changping finds when he integrates the evil spirit into his whole body. He can use his affinity with the evil spirit to work hard at the place where the evil spirit is strong, Push yourself faster.

It can be said that the stronger the evil spirit is, the faster the body method is. It is named by him and blood evil escapes.

Not long after Zhang Pingfan disappeared, the three guards rushed to the corpse heap. Their first feeling was that there seemed to be something missing here. After a closer look, they found that many corpses had turned into meat paste.

The three leaders looked at each other,

"What to do?"

"Can you tell what race it is?"

"I can't see it. I'd better report it to the Lord."

"Good!"

Several people are afraid that there is no way to make a job, so they can only catch a few strange people who nibble at the body on the edge as scapegoats to take back. About such a change, we still need to let the city master make a decision in person.

At this moment, the battle for the blood pool has finally entered the final stage. The ten challenge arenas have almost been dyed black and red by blood, and they can sink to their feet when they step on them. However, there are fewer and fewer people challenging in the challenge arena. Everyone who can stay on them is red eyed and fierce. Maybe they have luck, But it is undeniable that these people have been the pinnacle of the strange people at the bottom of the orc city.

A sound of "who else" echoed on the field, and almost every challenge arena lit up the incense pole of the final countdown.

Everyone was wide eyed to see if the ten people in the challenge arena would change. What they cared more was who would be the most precious wing of fusion bone

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