()Chapter 189 The end of the road

This black shadow seemed unwilling to talk nonsense to Murong Chutian. After emerging from the body of the red-haired zombie, the black shadow kept making extremely complex gestures with his extremely agile hands, and muttered something. But there was no word.

Murong Chutian could understand it.

Murong Chutian was not the kind of guy with a wooden fish head waiting to be beaten. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly retreated backwards and began to recite the secret escape method taught by the Corpse Demon.

The secret technique only took one breath, and Murong Chutian's body started to sway like a ribbon blown by the wind. A surge of spiritual pressure suddenly burst out from Murong Chutian's body, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Invisible flames emerged from head to toe.

As for Murong Chutian's changes at this moment, I don't know if he didn't see the mysterious black figure in front of him, or he didn't pay attention to it at all, and he still continued to recite those incomprehensible formulas.

Murong Chutian couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw that his secret technique was performed so easily, and that damn bitch actually ignored his actions. Murong Chutian only practiced this secret technique once in the cave since he obtained it.

, but just once, Murong Chutian gave up the idea of ​​continuing to practice. This secret technique was simply

It's not something ordinary people can endure. It's similar to the heart-piercing arrow technique, which is a secret technique designed to deceive people. In addition to consuming almost 90% of the spiritual power in the user's body, this secret technique also moves at high speed and affects the whole body.

The burden on the muscles was also extremely painful, almost as painful as practicing the heart-piercing arrow technique.

But compared with the only life, if you only have to pay this price to save your life, it seems insignificant.

With a thought, Murong Chutian tried to temporarily put the three mysterious snakes in front of him into the wooden sign before escaping, but these three guys actually had no reaction to him. Seeing that the three mysterious snakes did not move, Murong Chutian simply used

His mind swept over that

The red-haired zombie, this scourge was really like a dead corpse, without any reaction. Murong Chutian was completely disappointed. "Smelly bitch, your methods are so powerful!" Seeing that he could not take back these three mysterious snakes, Murong Chutian couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

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Looking at the dull expressions of the three black snakes and the red-haired zombies, Murong Chutian couldn't help but lamented in his heart: "It's not that I don't want to save you, this bitch in front of you is too powerful. It seems that our fate has ended, I hope you ask for it.

What a blessing." In fact, Murong Chutian didn't know for sure. He was a mud bodhisattva and could not save himself when crossing the river. Although the secret technique given by the zombie demon was very practical, but faced with this abnormal and mysterious black shadow, could he escape?

When I go out, I always talk about it.

All this sounds complicated, but in fact it only takes two breaths. I saw Murong Chutian's figure swaying, and driven by the huge spiritual power, he actually turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the dark forest.

's disappeared without a trace.

But the mysterious black figure opposite still ignored him, still chanting the mantra that seemed to be of unknown length.

Murong Chutian didn't know where he was escaping at this time, thinking that as long as he fled outwards with the temple as the center, he should be able to escape from this strange forest.

The idea was good, but before even having a cup of tea, Murong Chutian began to feel that something was wrong.

At some point, a white thread of mist had wrapped around his waist. No matter where he flew, the white thread of mist would always keep him connected to a certain place.

Murong Chutian was shocked and thought to himself: "Could it be that the mist net that captured him before had unknowingly left a trace wrapped around his waist?" This thought was eliminated by Murong Chutian within a moment.

He denied it, because within the scope of his spiritual thoughts, it was impossible for anything to be hidden from him. And when did this thing get around him?

But this was obviously not the time to think about it. Now, due to the high-speed movement, Murong Chutian could hardly use his hands to resist the burden this high-speed movement brought to his muscles. He was thinking rapidly about how to move the situation in front of him.

This weird mist thread was cut off.

Just when Murong Chutian was at a loss, a ghost scream that seemed to come from hell resounded throughout the forest, and then the white mist thread connecting Murong Chutian's waist instantly became as rubbery as

Suddenly a huge pulling force is produced.

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