Fu Jun asked.

Zhai Nan, who was thrown out, slowly climbed up from the gravel. Behind him was a huge monster with dark red and countless heads and arms like jelly.

It is the leech that was stitched out in the previous coordinating manner.

"Get it."

Zhai Nan raised a syringe, which contained half a tube of black blood.

Corpse blood.

Fu Jun took the syringe, his expression changed, he gritted his teeth hard, aimed the syringe at his heart, and stabbed it in.

The next moment, a strange smile appeared on his face, and an extremely strange pollution radiation was emitted by his body.

Evil.

weird.

Thick black spiritual radiation emerged from the wound in his heart, and slowly formed a huge phantom behind him.

And this phantom actually maintained the same posture as Fu Jun.

It cannot be named or looked directly.

The people present could not help but get numb after just a glance, and all kinds of crazy thoughts emerged from their minds.

At this time, Fu Jun took out a scalpel from his armed uniform with a smile.

Gently cut it on his arm.

It seems to be carving art.

Behind him, the phantom formed by the huge black spirit radiation also drew out a twisted black knife.

The posture swung gracefully.

Paji.

One arm fell softly to the ground.

Bang--

The zombie's hand fell off without warning and hit the ground.

But Fu Jun didn't seem to feel pain.

He just stretched out his only remaining hand happily, as if embracing the god of death behind him.

It also seems to be inviting everyone to appreciate their art.

This scene was reflected in everyone's eyes, and it was indescribable.

Zhai Nan opened her mouth.

But there was no sound.

I just stretched out my hand to cover this scene that was not suitable for the child.

The Tai Sui next to it,

But he expressed his surprise for him.

"This is the ability of the Death-God-type abilities..."

"Although I have heard that this rare ability is very strange..."

"but……"
Chapter completed!