Jiang You turned around and punched, but his fist froze in the air before he could fully swing it out.

He clicked his tongue and stopped moving.

【Shadow Source-2】

??

Looking at the puddles of meat on the ground, Jiang You looked at his fists again.

"Die directly?"

Brother, did you come here for porcelain?

After glancing at the information given in the manual and confirming that the opponent was level four, Jiang You carefully recalled his feelings just now.

Feeling something sneaking up on him, he subconsciously manipulated the source of shadow as a means of output.

He just wanted to imprison the opponent for a moment, but who knew that he would be killed immediately.

This energy sublimation process is extremely painful, and it is as easy to control as an arm.

The effect shocked Jiang You even more.

The [Shadow Point] is a normal shadow, and the [Shadow Source] is a shadow whose quality has been improved by who knows how many times.

When 1 unit of [Shadow Source] is used, it can move shadows within a radius of several meters!

If you use it to use some large-scale extraordinary skills, I am afraid it will be able to exert even more terrifying power.

Jiang You's Adam's apple floated, and he felt like a kitten was tickling him deep in his heart.

He opened his hand, spread his fingers, and pointed forward.

A wide street with nothing in the distance.

Groups of darkness like ink shadows danced and emerged between the fingers.

Jiang You's eyes were bright and he clenched his right fist suddenly!

Boom!!

Fifty or sixty meters ahead, tumbling shadows suddenly rose up on both sides, covering and closing with a bang towards the middle!

The black mist lingers and lingers for a long time.

"call……"

Jiang You's heart was pounding.

Ordinary fourth-level extraordinary beings are indeed not weak.

But isn’t his current situation a bit outrageous?

It had been just over a month since he entered the fourth level, and he still had only a little understanding of it. He was far from reaching the limit of this level.

Well...whatever.

The cow competition is over.

One punch and ten directions to the sun, one step closer.

——

"How's Luther doing?"

Xiang Yang asked.

"The vital signs are declining rapidly, and the substance similar to the divine breath has begun to escape. The situation... is not optimistic."

The night watchman's voice came through the communicator.

"If you really can't save it, just deal with it in advance."

Xiang Yang sighed.

The so-called processing is of course a literal meaning.

In the past few days, except for Thorns, the conditions of the three people have been deteriorating. Two of them have lost control one after another. Today it is the third person's turn.

He looked crazy, and his whole body was filled with an ominous aura.

These people are partially similar to the extraordinary people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. For example, if left alone after death, the energy in the body will escape wildly, polluting the surrounding environment, and the corpse may even "resurrect from the dead" and become a alien species.

After the death of these yellow-haired boys, their bodies will emit "weak breath" and produce a kind of "deified pollution".

What an outrageous group of people favored by God.

Xiang Yang sighed in his heart and walked towards the room.

"How long are you going to keep me locked up?"

As soon as he arrived at the door, Tones asked with a gloomy face.

"I'm sorry for your situation, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Xiang Yang looked apologetic.

You're sorry you****

Tones almost lost control of his emotions.

Every time I come, I say the same thing, "I'm sorry, you're a ghost."

"What are you doing again?" Tones asked, suppressing his anger.

"Three of your companions are dead." Fang Yang said calmly.

Thorns' expression changed, and then returned to normal, "Just die, we encountered many dangers at sea, and their ability to survive until now is considered the limit."

"What about you?" Xiang Yang asked again.

"Me?" Tones was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong with me?"

"You're starting to show similar symptoms to them." Xiang Yang looked at him, "Don't you feel that... there's something wrong with your eyes now?"

After hearing this, Tones immediately rushed to the mirror in the room.

In the reflected image, he saw his one eye.

The color of the originally green pupils changed, and there were faintly more black and purple lines.

"This is impossible!!!"

His voice rose several times, and a look of panic instantly appeared on his face.

Shaking his head again, the black and purple lines in the mirror seemed to disappear again.

Whether there is, or whether there is.

His arms tightly grasped the railings on both sides. If the so-called mirror surface was not actually a smooth steel body, he might have punched it.

Looking around, he took two long strides to the door and looked at Fang Yang.

"Look, are there any black or purple colors in my eyes?"

A faint fire ignited on Xiang Yang's body.

If this is Tones trying to use his eyes to use his abilities, he can also be prepared.

Tones knew that the other party was on guard, and in the past he might have been angry and angry, but now he had no time to take care of it.

"Are there black and purple eyes in my eyes? This is the legacy of those holy sons of bitches!"

In just a few seconds, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of an upper-level fifth-level expert.

Although he tried his best to control the expression on his face, he still showed a bit of unconcealable fear.

what's going on?

Holiness?

Fang Yang had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Seeing that Tones's expression didn't seem to be fake, he nodded, "The black and purple lines, some of them look like bloodshot threads, and...the number is increasing."

"It's over."

Tones's anger evaporated, and then the desire to survive made him straighten up and became restless, "Do you have any means of isolating outside exploration and isolating the outside atmosphere??"

"This place can be isolated from detection. You..."

Xiang Yang's voice stopped suddenly.

Under his gaze, Tones' eyes suddenly rolled up.

His body shook and he fell to the ground.

Sudden illness?

Xiang Yang didn't have time to think too much and opened the door.

Tones's body twitched slightly, and his changing breath definitely didn't seem to be fake.

"Wake up!"

As soon as Xiang Yang finished speaking, the entire corridor suddenly sounded an alarm!
To be continued...