Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

"I want to take out your souls and turn them into my pets, driven by my ghostly torment day and night!"

The ghost girl screamed.

The black ghostly spirit burst out from her in no time.

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Above the head, there was a sudden sound of the rope falling.

More than thirty ropes as thick as an adult's arm descended from the sky.

Filled with strong ghost energy, whipping the air, attacking and killing one person and two spirits!

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The crisp and explosive whipping sound directly blasted the air.

Half of the ropes attacked Ye Fan and Shen Lan.

Half of the ropes attacked the burly black hater.

Ye Fan has the protection of dark blue, and the rope is helpless for a while.

But the black hatred consumes a lot, and when resisting this intensive offensive, it is quite a bit awkward.

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A few ropes that broke the knife net exploded on Hei Qiu with a muffled sound.

The demon leather armor shattered everywhere.

These ropes, under the control of the female ghost, are as agile and bizarre as poisonous snakes are dispatched.

And it also contains a strong ghost energy, and its power is amazing.

When it is pumped to the ground, the cement pavement will be smashed, and shallow pits and ravines will be blown up.

Once bound, he would be hanged in the air, his neck would be cut off, and he would turn into a new Specter.

But at this moment, the female ghost was facing Ye Fan and the two accompanying demon spirits.

Chapter 22 Synthesizing the Demon Bundle

Ye Fan's eyes were extremely solemn when he saw the ropes and the raging ghosts.

Consuming a huge black hatred, under the whip of the rope, the demon leather armor on his body has all shattered.

A light blue translucent strong soul body was revealed inside.

The rope, full of ghostly energy, was whipped on the soul body, and Hei Chou immediately let out a muffled sound of incomparable pain.

The breath is getting weaker.

The white-clothed female hanging ghost above her head laughed arrogantly in a sharp voice: "Hahaha, kill me!"

"You are all going to die!!!"

The magic sound pierces the ears, and the ghost ropes fill the sky!

Once Hei Qiu was killed by this female ghost, it was only a matter of time before the remaining Ye Fan and Shen Lan would die in front of the third-sequence containment-level hanged ghost.

For a while, the situation was very critical.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, looking for a chance to break the situation.

He saw the ghostly aura of the deadly hanged ghosts, like a light mist, still permeating the warehouse.

His eyes narrowed suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Heiqiu, absorb all these ghosts!"

At a time like this, the issue of reduced loyalty is no longer a concern.

In the eyes of the black enemy, a frightening cold light bloomed.

With a single knife, he slashed several ghost ropes in front of him, his burly body stood upright, and he took a deep breath from his mouth and nose.

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In the empty warehouse, a very strong wind suddenly blew.

The ghost energy of all the dead ghosts, like a long whale sucking water, was absorbed into the soul body by the black hatred.

Ye Fan stared at Heiqiu's demon spirit panel.

The fluctuations of the demon spirit are soaring rapidly.

It soared from 1749 to 2199, and after reaching 2199, it stopped moving. It seemed that it had reached the limit of the second sequence of black hatred.

You must know that the demons of the third sequence containment level also fluctuate between 1001 and 3000.

At the moment, the black hatred, the fluctuation of the demon energy reached 2199, enough to crush most of the third-order demons.

A powerful demon spirit aura erupted from Hei Qiu.

The broken demon leather armor was condensed by demon energy again, and the color became deeper and stronger.

The ring-headed demon saber in his hand had a cold purple-black color on top of the blade.

The demon body went up and down, the energy was exhausted, and the vortex swept.

A demonic vortex, centered on the black hatred, quickly spread out.

The ghost rope, which had been ravaging fiercely just now, couldn't even get close at the moment.

The woman in white hanging on the top of the warehouse, the hanged ghost, saw the appearance of Hei Qiu, and her heart became violently uneasy.

Hei Chou's surging demon spirit aura made her heart chill.

Her pale face quickly turned hideous, and she was about to explode a powerful blow when suddenly the mutation suddenly occurred!

At the center of the violent demonic storm.

The burly Yin soldier held high the ring-headed demon sword.

In the light blue soul, a stunning purple-black light blooms.

The incomparably sharp sword intent, the powerful demon spirit aura, and some excess ghost energy are all condensed on the demon saber at this moment!

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