Several people stood opposite each other, one of them stood in front of a man covered in black cloth strips, holding a sharp blade in his hand and inserted it into the chest of the man with a black cloth strip.

It seemed that only the heartbeat was constantly louder and louder, and the fat figure dressed in front of the black cloth strip man had already wet his clothes with cold sweat!

"How is that possible!"

This man who smiles every moment finally couldn't see any smile on his face again, leaving only endless fear and horror.

The man who was stabbed by someone and now almost cut off his heart was turned to look at the guys behind the shocked man who showed a look of fear.

He asked slowly in a low voice.

"My heart... looks good?"

Hearing such a question, the man dressed in Amitabha could no longer control the sword and retreated suddenly, as if the man in front of him was a terrifying creature.

Indeed, no one can do such a thing as him. Even the ten magical skills of the Demon Cult can do such a thing as the rumored one.

I watched the man hold the cut-out heart in his hand and show it to everyone, and then stuffed it back without any trouble.

Even the top ten evil people with a bad reputation are just mortals who have seen ghosts and gods and are scared to the point of being weak!

No one can do something that can bring out his heart, show it to others, and put it back, only ghosts and gods can do this.

The air around suddenly became gloomy, and a dark aura condensed time and space. The man wrapped in black cloth strips seemed to be really a ghost disciple from the underworld!

"Gee, gee!"

A grim smile like a night owl came out, and the ghosts in the underworld laughed wildly.

"Since you see these things, then be a part of me!"

As soon as he unfolded, his terrible power exploded, leaving two footprints on the ground made of fine stones.

The fierce claws are like evil ghosts coming from the Nine Netherworlds, robbing their lives and souls!

A trace of black air filled the ten fingers wrapped around the black cloth.

Although the minds of several evil people were taken away, and their martial arts could not be developed by 70% or 80%, they were all people who had experienced countless bloody battles. How could such a straightforward attack hit them?

With a turn, he avoided this blow that seemed to be able to break everything.

However, before they could calm down, a muffled groan had already come, as if the ghost disciples of the Netherworld had already caught their prey!

The sound of flesh and blood tearing appeared, and the screams burst out without stopping.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The scarlet liquid was swept into the air and then swallowed up by countless black shadows.

At this time, everyone found that the black cloth strips spread all over the ghost disciples in the underworld were like flat living things.

"Haha!"

At this time, even if I didn't deal with it in the past, I felt sad when the rabbit died. Li Daxiu looked at his former opponent with a hint of anger.

Then his face turned pale.

I saw that the black cloth-like thing had been inserted into Haha'er's mouth, and it kept wriggling, as if it was eating. Haha'er's rather plump body, which could be seen with naked eyes, began to lose weight.

"What the hell is this! What the hell are you?!"

Li Da's mouth's voice almost became sharp, which was a physiological change caused by extreme fear.

Beside him, both Xiao Mimi and Tu Jiaojiao looked incredible. Even Du Sha, who had been calm and inexplicably calm, showed a look of horror.
Chapter completed!