A rough handle.

He didn't expect that the consumption of this mystery would be greater than he imagined! Much greater!

But the secret has been activated, and it is no longer possible to take it back.

Xu Yuan, who had released the ghosts, was in the position of capturing the rickety man.

call!

The influx of double the immortal power caused the golden-green flames to surge, suddenly suppressing the screams of the Death Butcher.

Although the other party has not yet shown any weird and unique underworld methods.

But he knew that if the opponent attacked again, it would be difficult for him to block it.

Low-end ghost.

Weak strength.

The cold, cold fog carries a strong smell of blood.

He won't risk his life just because of face.

Now.

[Because your right hand could not defeat the Death Butcher’s bizarre anger, it unlocked the genetic lock and gained the power to move mountains. 】

The knife formed by the ghost tool penetrated the body of the dead butcher less than one centimeter, and it was difficult to make an inch.

The blood mist ax in his hand.

The invisible sound waves vibrated, causing the flames on his body to tremble continuously. It also made Xu Yuan, who was holding an axe, bleed from both ears and suffer from chest tightness and shortness of breath.

It's literally burning.

This man's entire body was pitch black. Only his chin under the shadow of the hat brim and the hand holding the knife were pale. The other color was the bloody knife in his hand.

That rickety man is definitely not ordinary weird.

"Well!"

The future has changed.

The thick fog was gradually cleared, and standing among the dark ghosts, Xu Yuan's senses were fully activated.

Time passes minute by minute.

There was a scream that was not like a human being, and the ignited Death Butcher let out a terrifying roar.

This is not normal!

Just by looking at it, you can feel the pungent smell of blood and scalp-numbing death coming from this knife.

Endless scorching heat!

It hurts!

Although the other party has never even met him once.

A terrifying malice came from the handle.

With half of his arms bare, Xu Yuan felt an infinite sense of power.

Why would such a guy come to trouble him.

This action again and again made him tired of dealing with it.

This is the mutual erosion between ghosts and monsters.

The shadow double was chopped in half from head to toe with a bone-cutting knife.

But the remaining strength still made him take several steps back and almost fell down.

Unfortunately, he offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

A lonely figure walked step by step from the thick fog.

With his much strengthened body, he turned over in mid-air and landed on his feet.

Attached to the blade of the axe.

The arm muscles trembled.

call!

It was like setting fire to a haystack doused with gasoline.

Hard, cold, wrapped in the rotten flesh of the dead butcher, exuding an icy aura.

Facing the Death Butcher rushing towards him with a thick ghost mist, Xu Yuan let out a long breath.

The whole street returned to tranquility.

But it was just a short moment of delay by the shadow double.

A man in the rain, holding a long bloody knife in his hand, walked toward him step by step.

Gritting his teeth, Xu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then grasped the handle of the ax with his left hand.

The hard touch made Xu Yuan's expression tremble.

"Ouch!"

That’s why it’s weird to have a photographer in red.

Xu Yuan was knocked out by this rickety man.

If the stalemate continues, he won't be able to hold it any longer.

But the opponent's strength alone can easily suppress him.

The right hand pointed like a knife and stabbed out violently.

But those who control this power are ghosts on one side and humans on the other.

Avoid this dangerous flame's indiscriminate attacks, regardless of friend or foe.

Xu Yuan knew that he had something to do tonight.

"How could I let you succeed!"

Whether it's the opponent's strength or ghosts, they are all powerful beyond ordinary weirdness.

He clenched the blood mist ax in his right hand, and activated the power of moving mountains and the grip of immortality at the same time.

[The power of moving mountains in your right hand has been fused with the power of the Immortal Grip, and you have gained the secret: Destruction of Sun Luo.]

Xu Yuan frowned and gritted his teeth with an angry look on his face.

The blade is pitch black, but the blade is blood-colored.

There was a sizzling sound, and the corrosion that collided with each other bloomed into a gray-white death air.

In the middle of this mist, a huge black shadow suddenly stood up.

Xu Yuan felt terrifying power burst out from his right hand.

As soon as this conjecture appeared, the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

After thinking for a while, Xu Yuan had a suspicion in his mind.

The reason for being so reckless is simple.

The scene was filled with anxiety.

The rickety body, the blood-stained butcher knife, the pale skin, and the dead eyes.

"Caught!"

"Is the red-coat level so scary?"

The strangeness in front of him was different from the strangeness he had seen in the past few days.

"Could it be the photographer?"

Wow!

In the endless rainy night, I wore a felt hat, no umbrella, and only a knife.

[Your eyes have seen the Death Butcher’s mist ghost, and you will be captured by this ghost in two minutes.]

Hot!

"It's better to leave first."

Kaka!

Click!

Click!

"What a powerful force."

After passing through the blockade of rotten flesh, Xu Yuan grasped the rough handle.
To be continued...