Chapter 54

The bald boss six people tried their best to break the black shadow of the car countless times. But every time, the shadow will condense and recover, like an immortal body. Ten minutes later, everyone was tired and panting, but they still didn't find their weakness.

"Shit, these monsters are obviously dog level. Their attack power is not strong, but they can't die. It's too much trouble. " The second scolded.

"These monsters must have weaknesses." The boss narrowed his eyes and looked dignified: "get down and let me come."

He gave a loud drink, and the stick in his hand was like a whirlwind, whizzing around and pressing the anger away. In car 13, perhaps only yenuo found something strange. As the number of times the shadow was broken increased, the atmosphere in the carriage became more and more depressed. Dark energy is accumulating, which is extremely depressing and eye-catching.

In yenuo's eyes, the whole carriage is as black as midnight, making people breathless.

The stick whirlwind of the bald boss swings the dark energy into a blank. Under the pressure, the energy bursts.

"Ha!" A stick is a linear attack. Within the firing range, the shadows of half the carriage are animated in the energy explosion. The bald boss squatted on the ground tired and gasped. He almost exhausted his strength when the big move came out.

"I beat these monsters into pieces and directly vaporize them. I see how they can recover." The bald boss is very confident about his move.

But before he laughed, his expression was completely frozen.

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

"How is it possible that the monster is upgrading?" Everyone stared.

Old five smiled bitterly: "no wonder the cleaner sent from Chuncheng in the early stage will die on the road. These things are almost immortal. Who killed them?"

The black figure made a silent roar and rushed to the crowd. More than a hundred shadows, dark and airtight, enveloped the whole carriage. They either run or fear, open their teeth and claws, and in groups, they will not let go if they grasp and drag people. Desperately trying to squeeze into the human body.

Old seven screamed. He was still waving a dagger. Suddenly he stopped moving.

A shadow grabbed his mouth. Another shadow stood on tiptoe, like wearing clothes, and stuffed himself into Lao Qi's mouth from his feet. The tall man couldn't move at all. His hands, feet and torso were dragged by the dark shadow.

When the shadow completely entered the old seven's mouth, the old seven sent out an inhuman roar. His eyes were all black and he couldn't see his pupils. The dagger in his hand was also black, as if it had been polluted by dirt and emitted unknown black smoke.

"Old seven is possessed! Kill him! " The old five on one side saw the old seven attacking himself with a black short sword, and his frightened soul was almost scattered.

He turned around in the air and finally hid between the attack of old seven and the shadow. But the situation is already in jeopardy. He can't hide for long.

"Saint." The bald boss poured out and tried his best to resist the attack of the dark shadow. He screamed: "saint, if you don't do it again, we will all be destroyed."

Ji Xiaotong didn't move, but he was talking about something all the time. In her beautiful figure hidden under her leather clothes and trousers, every muscle and curve are gathering energy.

Just then, yenuo, who had been watching the excitement, suddenly gave a sound.

He felt that the dark energy in his body was not quite right. What's wrong is not only his energy, but also the key to the museum in Dantian. Since yenuo became a museum administrator and was recognized by the museum, the key was silent in his Dantian and inseparable from him. And no one else can see it except him.

But when Ji Xiaotong silently chanted the curse, the string of keys suddenly made a dragon like sound. The sound only entered his ears and only he could hear it.

As Ji Xiaotong chanted the mantra faster and faster, the feeling pouring into his body became stronger and stronger. As if Ji Xiaotong's spell had connected him. The content of the spell was obscure and difficult to understand. Even yenuo couldn't hear it clearly, but a trace of clarity came into his mind inexplicably.

Ji Xiaotong seems to be asking for some power from himself through mantra.

What's going on? He saw this girl for the first time, and he didn't understand whether it was an enemy or a friend. This man began to ask for strength from himself. To tell you the truth, yenuo is a little confused.

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

At this moment, yenuo felt as if he had become a God. Became the God Ji Xiaotong prayed for. As long as she has an idea, her strength will be lost. That feeling is very strange.

"It seems that the secret of the museum is far more profound than I guessed. At least in front of this saint, if she wants to use a specific dark energy move, at this specific distance, she needs my consent. " Yenuo touched his chin and guessed countless possibilities in a second.

"I have received your prayer." Glancing at the girl, yenuo joked in his heart.

"Ding, reduce the number of authority points by one."

With this sentence, a cold voice came into yenuo's mind. This is the system sound of the museum. What do these mean? Do you deduct points when you agree to others' prayers?

Darling, brother, I don't even know what the authority points of the museum are for. How can I reduce my points.

Yenuo was depressed in his heart.

While on the other side, Ji Xiaotong suddenly drops his sweat. This particular spell belongs to one of the defileman spells that every saint candidate needs to practice. Originally, it was just a procedure. The faster the chanting speed, the better. Generally, it can be done in a second or two, and the decontamination can be performed smoothly.

But this time, it didn't work. She recited the mantra for more than ten seconds, and her tongue was almost knotted, but she didn't make it out. The energy is accumulating in her body, but she can't send it. The girl feels like a balloon that is about to explode at any time, which is so uncomfortable that she is dying.

Finally, at the moment when she was really about to be broken by the energy in her body, several thundering voices came from her mind: "I have received your prayer."

Then energy surged out of her palm.

A white energy storm blew up, and everywhere you went, all black figures were destroyed, and there was no residue left.

In the blink of an eye, the whole carriage was clean.