The bald boss and the six men tried their best to break the black shadows in the car countless times. But every time, the black shadows would condense and recover, like an immortal body. Ten minutes passed, and everyone was exhausted and panting, but still couldn't find their weakness.

"Damn, these monsters are obviously dog-level, and their attack power is not strong, but they can't be beaten to death. It's too much trouble." The second brother cursed.

"These monsters must have weaknesses." The boss squinted his eyes and looked solemn: "Everyone is lying down, let me do it."

He shouted suddenly, and the stick in his hand was like a whirlwind, rotating shrillly, pressing the surrounding anger away. Perhaps only Ye Nuo noticed a strange thing in the carriage No. 13. As the number of black shadows was shattered, the atmosphere in the carriage became more and more depressing. Dark energy was accumulating, extremely depressing, and it was eye-catching.

In Ye Nuo's eyes, the entire carriage was as dark as midnight, making people breathless.

The bald boss's stick whirlwind swept the dark dark energy into a blank space, and under the air pressure, the energy burst.

"Ha!" A stick attacked linearly. Within the firing range, the black shadows in half of the car were qi-like in the energy burst. The bald boss squatted on the ground tiredly, gasping for breath. He almost used all his strength when he used this big move.

"I beat these monsters into pieces and gassed them directly. I see how they can recover." The bald boss was very confident about his own trick.

But before he could laugh, his expression completely frozen.

The black figure condensed again, and these monsters became more solid even more visible to the naked eye.

"How is it possible, the monster is upgrading?" Everyone's eyes widened.

Lao Wu smiled bitterly: "No wonder the filth-removing master sent from Chuncheng in the early stage died in an unknown way. These things are simply immortal, who killed them?"

The black figures let out a silent roar and rushed towards the crowd. More than a hundred black figures covered the entire carriage so densely that they could not let go. They either ran or were afraid, spread their teeth and claws, and they were in groups of three or five, and they would not let go when they grabbed and pulled the people. They desperately wanted to squeeze into the human body.

Lao Qi screamed, and he, who was already wielding his dagger, suddenly stopped moving.

A black shadow grabbed his mouth, and stopped a black shadow on tiptoe, and stuffed himself from his feet into Lao Qi's mouth as if he was wearing clothes. The tall man was completely unable to move, and his hands, feet and torso were all pulled tightly by the black shadow.

When the black shadow completely entered Lao Qi's mouth, Lao Qi let out an inhuman roar. His eyes were all black and he could not see his pupils. The dagger in his hand was also black, as if it was polluted by filth, emitting unknown black smoke.

"Lao Qi is possessed! Kill him!" Lao Wu, who was standing beside him, saw Lao Qi grabbing the black short sword and attacking him, his soul was almost dissipated.

He turned around in the air and finally avoided the attack between Lao Qi and Black Shadow. But the situation was already in danger and he couldn't hide for long.

"Saint." The bald boss burst into tears, trying hard to resist the black shadow's attack, and screamed: "Saint, if you don't take action, we will be wiped out."

Ji Xiaotong didn't move, but she kept muttering something in her mouth. In her beautiful figure hidden under her leather jacket and leather pants, every muscle and every curve gathered energy.

At this moment, Ye Nuo, who had been watching the fun, suddenly exclaimed.

He felt that something was wrong with the dark energy in his body. What was wrong was not just his energy, but also the string of museum keys in his dantian. Since Ye Nuo became the museum administrator and was recognized by the museum, the string of keys has been silent in his dantian and inseparable from him. Moreover, other than him, no one can see it.

But just as Ji Xiaotong was chanting the mantra silently, the keys suddenly made a sound like a dragon roar. The sound only entered his ears, and only he could hear it.

As Ji Xiaotong chanted the mantra faster and faster, the feeling that poured into his body became stronger. It seemed that Ji Xiaotong's mantra was connected to him in a dark way. The content of the mantra was obscure and difficult to understand, and even Ye Nuo could not hear it clearly at all, but a hint of clarity surged in his mind.

Ji Xiaotong seemed to be asking for some kind of power from herself by chanting a mantra.

What the hell is going on? He has just seen this girl for the first time, and he didn't understand whether she was an enemy or a friend. This man started to seek strength from him. To be honest, Ye Nuo was a little confused.

But soon, he understood the situation. The girl was not really drawing power from him, but praying for the owner of his key and some mysterious power in the museum. As the contemporary owner of the museum, the person closest to her, was in disguise, that is, using spells to seek his consent.

At this moment, Ye Nuo felt that he seemed to have become a god. He became the god that Ji Xiaotong was begging for. As long as he had a thought, her power would be lost. That feeling was very strange.

"It seems that the secret of the museum is much more profound than I guess. At least the saint in front of me, if she wants to use a specific dark energy trick, she needs to obtain my consent at this specific distance." Ye Nuo touched his chin, and his thoughts guessed countless possibilities in one second.

"I, I received your prayer." He glanced at the girl, and Ye Nuo made a spoof in his heart with a smile.

‘Ding, permission points, reduce by one.’

With this sentence, a cold voice came into Ye Nuo's mind. This is the museum's system sound. These meanings? Will the feelings of answering others' prayers be deducted?

Be good, I don’t even know what the authority points of the museum are for now, so why did I reduce my score?

Ye Nuo felt depressed in his heart.

On the other hand, Ji Xiaotong suddenly fell down with sweat drop by drop. This specific mantra is one of the mantras that every saint candidate needs to practice. It was originally just a program, and the faster the mantra, the better. It can usually be done in one or two seconds, and the filth removal technique can be used smoothly.

But this time, why didn't it work? She chanted the mantra for more than ten seconds, and her tongue was almost knotted, but she couldn't use it. The energy was constantly accumulating in her body, but it couldn't be released. The girl felt like a balloon that was about to explode at any time, and she felt so uncomfortable.

Finally, just as she was about to be broken by the energy in her body, several thunderous voices came from her mind: "I, I received your prayer."

Then the energy surged out of her palm.

A white energy storm exploded, and wherever it went, all black figures were destroyed and nothing left.
Chapter completed!