"There's no escape."
Yin Dong was well prepared. When the black shadow disappeared into the dark wind, he reached out and grabbed it. A dragon essence came out of his palm, turned into flames, and caught the dark shadow.
Then, the shadow strangely turned into reality, and his face was as pale as paper, filled with strong disbelief: "Why can you find me? This is the secret method of my burial clan, why...why..."
By the end of the conversation, he didn't know what to say and was so shocked that he almost had a nervous breakdown.
"Nothing new."
Yin Dong said lightly.
The last time I entered the city, I caught a man in black from the Burial Clan in the same way. The man had the same reaction. He tried to escape with the help of the Burial Clan's secret method, but failed, so he just said the same thing.
Yin Dong knew that this kind of human brain circuit was different from normal people, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the dragon energy surged out of his palm, turning into flames, burning the body of the man in black.
"What kind of fire are you talking about? Why..." Looking at the flames burning on his body, the horror in the eyes of the man in black was indescribable. His face was twisted like a ghost, which made it even more terrifying.
"Tell me, how many people are there in the Burial Clan in Bianhuang Ancient City?" Yin Dong asked.
The man in black was burned by the flames and wanted to die in pain, but he did not answer Yin Dong's words, and screamed miserably: "Anyone who enters the ancient city of Bianhuang, unless they have the blood of my Buried clan, will be corroded by the ghostly mist."
, you will die, you will definitely die!"
He yelled this, not so much as a curse, but as a way to cheer himself up.
"You still want to be tough?"
Yin Dong sneered, and a wave of invisible dragon soul thorns shot out and stabbed into the brain of the man in black, causing a sudden burst of brain-tearing pain.
"Ahhh... no! I said, the burial clansmen of Bianhuang Ancient City... are all hanging on the Evil Suppression Tower..."
The man in black was in extreme pain and spoke intermittently. However, his bulging eyes flashed with extremely vicious eyes.
"What's hanging on the tower is the Burial Clan?"
Yin Dong sneered and said: "Aren't the people hanging on the tower the people you captured from outside when you buried the remnants of your clan? You hung all the people you captured on the tower until the flesh and blood melted and turned into
The bones were thrown down because you wanted to use the flesh and blood of living people to perform secret techniques and corrode the evil-suppressing tower, right?"
"How do you know?"
The man in black looked at Yin Dong in shock, and saw a thick black mist of ghostly ghosts, drifting over by the wind. It got closer and almost enveloped Yin Dong's head. Suddenly, a painful and twisted face appeared on his face.
A sly smile.
Close!
Another closer look!
As long as the black mist envelopes this person, even if he has the power to recover, he cannot escape the erosion of the ghost mist. As long as he is not of the Burial Clan's blood, his flesh and blood will be eaten away by the ghost mist, and it will be difficult for gods to save him!
At this moment, it is complicated to say, but it was just a blink of an eye. The black mist was blown by the dark wind and hit Yin Dong, covering half of his body.
The man in black's gaze suddenly became so intense that he couldn't help but laugh wildly.
When Yin Dong's body was shrouded in black mist, he felt an extremely cold energy rushing out of his pores.
At the same time, there seemed to be the screams of thousands of ghosts in my ears, and the black mist in front of my eyes was tumbling and surging, like dense ghost shadows coming from the depths of the netherworld.
It was just a black mist that enveloped half of Yin Dong's body, but there was a piercing ghost howl that penetrated deep into his mind, and ghosts all over the sky appeared in his field of vision. For an instant, it was like entering the netherworld.
Ghostland.
"Stop pretending to be a ghost for me!"
Yin Dong's loud shout suddenly exploded.
The black mist shook, and Yin Dong's body was suddenly filled with dragon essence fire, and his whole body was burning like a torch.
In an instant, the flames emanating from Yin Dong's body burned away the black mist covering his body, and the dense ghost shadows also dissipated in an instant.
"Who are you? Why...why can you break my secret method of burying the clan?"
The man in black who was captured by Yin Dong screamed in horror and was extremely sad.
"The secret method of the Burial Clan requires energy, do you understand?"
Yin Dong sneered, raised his hand, and with five fingers like claws, he grabbed the man in black's head and used the soul-searching technique.
However...it's no use!
Yin Dong's soul-searching technique was actually of no use to the Burial clan members. There were countless thick black flocculations in the Burial clan members' minds, as if there were no souls at all.
"The Burial Clan, immortal body... Stupid human beings, you still want to use the Soul Searching Technique on the Burial Clan... Hahaha..."
The captured man in black seemed to have regained his strength and laughed loudly.
The next second, his laughter stopped abruptly.
If you can’t search for souls, why keep them?
Yin Dong directly activated his technique and grasped the fingertips of the man in black. A devouring power emerged, violently devouring the energy in his body and the black mist that was drawn around him.
"No! Don't kill me!" The man in black shouted in horror.
After hearing his screams, the surge of devouring power in Yin Dong's hand suddenly disappeared, and the boiling flesh and blood energy in the man in black no longer surged towards his fingers.
"What's the point of keeping you?"
While speaking, Yin Dong's technique did not stop operating. With his body as the center, a huge vortex of ghost mist was quickly formed. It was rotating crazily, drawing energy from a wider range to be swallowed and refined by him.
The black mist around the tower quickly faded, and the spire hidden in the black mist showed a clear outline, as well as the people hanging outside the tower...or perhaps adsorption would be more appropriate!
The tower seemed to have an invisible force that attracted those people to the surface of the tower. There were no ropes or other fixings. They were like pancakes stuck to the stove. They did not fall off and... seemed to have no life!
After he left the ancient city of Bianhuang last time, the Burial clan members actually captured so many living people from the outside world and hung them on the Evil Suppression Tower!
Yin Dong felt a little sad in his heart as he looked at the people hanging outside the tower. Their bodies had been eroded by the black mist, and they were all dead. Many of them had most of their bones exposed.
Even if those people died, Yin Dong didn't want their bodies to hang on the Evil Suppression Tower.
What's more, he came to collect the Evil Suppression Tower.
Yin Dong jumped up, stepped into the sky, and looked at the corpses hanging outside the tower. Sure enough, they were all dead, and said to the man in black: "Hurry up, cleanse the ghostly aura from their bodies, and let the town suppress them."
Evil Tower throws them away."
A dark light flashed deep in the pupils of the man in black, and he asked: "Do you even know this?"
"Cut the nonsense!"
Yin Dong slapped him and shouted: "Hurry up!"
The man in black dared not speak out, so he could only continue to implement the secret method, which covered all the people hanging on the tower. In an instant, an invisible force poured into the eyebrows of the corpses and quickly extracted the black energy from their bodies.
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Chapter completed!