In the investigation and research base, Haoyue used water mist, causing the surrounding air to gradually disappear, and Zhou Zhiwei's place in front was covered with splashing soil.

Perhaps it is because of the impact of the air pressure, the entrance of the elevator did not tilt the soil.

Zhou Zhiwei's body was covered with a layer of soil, and he could not see the change in his expression. He felt as if he was infected with evil spirits, but his stiff body was trembling, although the entire mound of soil was trembling.

"What's wrong with your senior brother?"

There were aftershocks in the entire metal base space, so that Haoyue was trembling when she spoke. Looking in the direction of Zhou Zhiwei, Zhang Xiaoyong passed by the loud noise just now and became energetic.

If you don’t have the energy, you will feel like you will die at any time.

"He...he is entangled with the ghost evil, and is now grabbing the ghost evil and turning into his arms..." Zhang Xiaoyong faced Haoyue's question, and looked at Zhou Zhiwei's movements, his body bent like a shrimp, which seemed to be being stepped on.

But Zhang Xiaoyong quickly brought his identity in. He is my senior brother. I can't embarrass him. When the senior brother finishes his work, I will "discuss" with the senior brother to learn Taoism... "What does that ghost evil look like?"

Haoyue asked again, and the staff behind him also looked at Zhang Xiaoyong with curiosity. At this time, they leaned against the corner of the experimental area and several fixed impact cannons had been set up.

"The ghost evil is invisible and looks tangible, and it is hard to describe."

Zhang Xiaoyong also began to slap his swollen face and pretend to be fat, just asking Zhou Zhiwei to take action, and he was really afraid that others would ask for a few more questions.

These researchers are older than him and have more experiences. If someone really comes into contact with the Taoist priests and cannot answer the questions he has said, it will really be revealed.

Bang bang 11                                                                                                                            

Everyone felt that the surroundings were filled with cold wind, and the blood-colored mist that had originally condensed above Zhou Zhiwei began to roll.

The lights in the laboratory were as if they were damp, and they flashed a few times before they went out. The surroundings were dark. Several ladies among the staff couldn't help but scream.

Haoyue, who was standing in front, was about to activate the impact cannon to launch another shot.

"Wait, my senior brother is still inside!"

Zhang Xiaoyong hurriedly dissuaded: "You must believe my senior brother, he is very powerful..." Before he could finish his words, the surrounding wind and moon roared, and the blood mist above Zhou Zhiwei formed a blood tornado, and various miscellaneous materials in the research base were swept into it.

Zhou Zhiwei, who was closest to the Blood Tornado, was panicked, and he summoned the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Ring.

Originally, I tried to use the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Ring to rotate and cut the silk thread connected to the giant hammer, but the hammer handle was stretched and held in my hand by the Xuanhun man.

Zhou Zhiwei ignored the severe pain of the giant hammer stabbing into his body's spiritual consciousness and pulled it away directly.

When he controlled the entire mechanical body, he jumped up, holding the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Ring to drive the rotation, and slashed towards the Xuanhun Great Man with his palm.

In Zhou Zhiwei's opinion, this is an experiment after all. It is best to take back the five elements rings and find a way to cut them.

After all, only by cutting it can you control this giant hammer and enter the soul space.

At that time, Zhou Zhiwei can take it out from time to time and give this mysterious man a while. There is still a big difference between having weapons and not having weapons.

The Xuanhun man at that time disagreed with it, and even a sarcasm flashed in his eyes. The servant actually dared to fight him face to face.

However, he recalled the lesson of underestimating the enemy and being strangled to his head. Fortunately, he brought the Ming Dan to his home and his strength has recovered a lot.

Thinking of this, the Xuanhun Man decided not to play with Zhou Zhiwei, and slapped Zhou Zhiwei with one palm, preparing to take this kid's soul out and take it to the hell of the underworld to enjoy eighteen kinds of torture.

I also took a photo, but the imagined soul did not fly out.

Instead, the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Rings in Zhou Zhiwei's hand were cut through his palm, and the soul energy in his body gushed out and was sucked in by the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Rings in his hand.

Zhou Zhiwei just watched helplessly. The Xuanhun man didn't even have time to scream. His whole body shriveled down, like an inflatable person who lost the air inside his body, and his whole body turned into a paper man, flying and falling from the air.

As it was about to fall to the ground, the mysterious word on the big man's forehead suddenly burst out with blood.

A suction force spread from it, and the blood mist tornado appeared. It seemed that something was about to come out. The real objects fell one by one when they were around the blood mist tornado, as if they were absorbing some energy, or as if they were dragging something... Well... it was dragging a handsome guy.

Zhou Zhiwei was dragged down, and a suction force directly acted on his body, making him unable to control it at all. The soul fire in the brain core seemed to be sucked out of the brain core and flew into the blood mist tornado.

"My brother go, go, go, go..." Zhou Zhiwei only had time to fluctuate his thoughts, so he kept his mind steady and let his body control himself by his intelligence brain to leave the area sweeping by the blood mist.

"You, you, you actually destroyed my elder brother!"

The broken hat that had been lying on the Xuanhun Great Man was originally secretly apart. After the Xuanhun Great Man was sucked dry, his whole body fell aside, and it was unknown why.

Until the Xuan word on the head of the Xuanhun Great Man began to burst out with blood, he suddenly became a little stuttering when he spoke, and he couldn't believe it.

"What are you waiting for! Soul-slaughtering people and thugs, don't you stop them quickly, otherwise the sanctioners will come and no one will be discovered. How can you have good fruits to eat!"

The dark eyes of the slaughter-hunting Yinmao were glowing red, and she shouted, but her figure kept regressing.

"Stop!"

Zhou Zhiwei's thoughts fluctuated quickly because he found that although the mechanical body was moving away in the blood tornado, his spiritual consciousness covering the steel body seemed to be hanging in place.

The steel body climbed forward, and the mechanical body was filled with spiritual consciousness like a dancing ribbon, which was pulled very long by the suction force.

Most of the soul fire in the brain core was pulled out, which made Zhou Zhiwei dare not take any action in an instant, and the intelligent brain obviously also analyzed this situation.

The body of the mechanical body was not moving too fast. At this time, according to Zhou Zhiwei's thoughts, he slowly retreated and absorbed the spiritual consciousness pulled out of his body again.

There were tinkling noises around, and there were mountains of debris piled up around the blood mist tornado.

These only happen between one or two breaths.

The next moment, the blood mist tornado that became vigorous and thick turned into a bloody black hole in the blink of an eye.

A sharp claw stretched out and grabbed it to the edge, a sickle floated and flashed. Then the sanctioner with the word "blood-red and mysterious demon" on his face shook his head, his blood-red eyes with two long rainbows, and he quickly looked around.

"Whoever slaughtered the soul, what's the matter!"
Chapter completed!