The first thing that reminds these races is that some people use the cubs to give birth and use the black fog.
It is still said that the birth of the cub is a conspiracy, but the induction can't go wrong, because there are indeed races born here.
The black mist surged more severely, and the attacks became more and more frequent.
An He and Mo Ming were also very embarrassed, all kinds of props were used to resist the attack, and the other souls were getting less and less under such an attack.
The entire army will be annihilated sooner or later.
With the help of the props, An He and Mo Ming were also in very bad condition, and everyone was caught in the urn.
Ning Shu closed his eyes, freed his thoughts, and tried his best to use mental power to check the situation.
Although the black mist can swallow mental power, it takes time to swallow it, which takes into account the flexibility of mental power.
Most of the mental power released by Ning Shu was swallowed, and he could only release his mental power again and again.
After being tempered by the black mist, the mental power has become a little more condensed, at least around the mountains, you can see what's going on.
Around the mountain, there was a flash of shining luster in the black fog, the luster was like a sword light, and it hit the mountain's body.
Someone is hiding in the black fog, using the black fog as a tool to attack the people present.
It's really completely passive and beaten.
It's very irritating. I originally came to eat, but it was so troublesome to eat.
The black mist surged, but soon the black mist began to disperse, forming small clusters, with light shining. Entering the canyon, the people covered by the black mist were suddenly illuminated by strong light, and they all squinted reflectively. Squint your eyes.
Without the black mist, Ning Shu's sensory mental power had no obstructions, crawling out of the mountain's ears, looking at the situation in the sky.
In the air, the dense black fog turned into a ball, countless black fog was surging and squirming, there seemed to be something inside.
It feels disgusting anyway.
Sure enough, the faces of the void creatures who saw this scene showed an expression of disgust.
I originally came to eat, but the appearance of the food greatly affects the appetite.
Things that wriggle like this are still dark, which is really unappetizing.
Without the black mist, everyone's situation is clear. Many people have wounds on their bodies and scratches on their faces, as if they were cut by something.
Ning Shu thought of those flashes of light in the black mist, that light came from an attack.
In the air, the black mist was still wriggling, slowly extending and stretching, forming a creature with a personal appearance.
This kind of creature is completely misty, has no substance, and has no facial features.
The smoke-like creatures are completely in human form, with slender bodies.
Obviously, it is not a cub.
Ning Shu:...
Haha, everyone present has overturned. The cubs were not born this time, and they didn't even have a physical body.
Ning Shu guessed that even if it was pierced with a weapon and cut open, it would probably have no effect on the smoke and could recondensate.
Fuck, this physique is really invincible.
Weapons are of no use to this physique. The smog is at most blasted away, but the smog can reunite again.
It's a bit like Zhengqing's state, but Zhengqing is too weak.
"Not a cub, but a race."
"Grow up directly?"
"Grass, disgusting and adult state, come here for nothing."
Ning Shu felt that Void would not have been accustomed to these races for a long time, and had wiped out too many newly born races for a long time.
Now sanctioned.
These smoky creatures slowly turned into a black sickle, a seven-shaped sickle in their hands.
The sickle means harvest and death. Ning Shu feels that this matter may be endless, and the race here today may not be able to leave.
There are a lot of races, but not all of them are here, but for the void creatures, the downsizing of races is a great loss.
After all, no one loves reproduction.
Ning Shu bared his teeth, feeling a little sad.
Why did the situation happen to be reversed? It is estimated that the time when the cubs were swallowed would be over.
The misty creatures holding the sickle disappeared one by one, at a speed that could not even be captured by mental power, and each mist appeared behind the people present.
The sickle was placed on the neck. Before anyone could react, the entire head was cut off with a stroke of the sickle.
Even if it is a void creature, losing an important part will not die immediately, but it will make it impossible to exert its strength.
A misty creature floats behind everyone, like death reaping life.
Ning Shu touched her neck in shock, feeling very cold. A sickle was placed on her neck. The coldness of the sickle and the killing intent of the cold made her get goose bumps all over her body.
The danger made her shudder uncontrollably, and the breath of death surrounded her, desperately waiting for her death.
Ning Shu grabbed the sickle without hesitation. If his head was cut, he would have to be taken by the dog.
The sickle moved to his neck with great strength, Ning Shu was clutching the sickle, blood was flowing out of the blade and knuckles.
With all his strength, Ning Shu gradually mastered the initiative, at least not letting the sickle cut his head.
Shanyue stretched out his huge hand and patted the black mist on his shoulders, hoping that this would save Ning Shu.
The black mist disappeared in an instant, and the sickle disappeared, and the mountain had to stop his hand abruptly to avoid taking pictures of Ning Shu.
In an instant, the black mist appeared behind Ning Shu again, so fast that there was no reaction time, and Ning Shu turned to face the black mist with a fist.
Hei Mist was dissipated by Ning Shu's fist, but soon regrouped, changing its position quickly.
Ning Shu couldn't capture such a speed with his naked eyes and mental power.
The shoulder was hooked suddenly, and the sickle was pierced into the shoulder, and Ning Shu was dragged away directly, like a prey.
The mountain stretched out his hand to catch Ning Shu, but the speed of the black mist could not be caught by the mountain.
Ning Shu grasped the sickle, the sickle deep in the texture seemed to be poisonous, and the black poison spread along the wound.
Ning Shu had a hard time, other races were the same, facing an unknown race, and at such a speed, physical attacks were useless.
I couldn't find a countermeasure for a while, either his arms or legs were cut off, or his neck was severed, and blood of different colors was sprayed.
This is a scene of massacre, and it is a unilateral massacre.
Just like the previous races treated the cubs, Ning Shu felt bitter. I have never eaten other races or swallowed the cubs.
This time it was just for a little energy, and neither Shan Yue nor her thought about swallowing the cub.
It's unlucky to drink water and it's stuffed between his teeth, probably because the void really can't bear it.
It can be said that few of the void creatures present are innocent.
(End of this chapter)