Dong Wenfeng had no doubt that without the three color soul beads, he could not trap this monster by himself.

After taking a deep breath, Dong Wenfeng planned to kill the monster directly to avoid long dreams.

The wood in his hand was infused with spiritual power again. Dong Wenfeng jumped forward and smashed the wood at the monster one after another. At the moment when the wood was about to touch the aperture, Dong Wenfeng took back the three color soul beads.

"Yi!"

The monster seemed to be aware of the danger and struggled desperately.

But it didn't help.

How could Dong Wenfeng let him escape so easily? The wood in his hand was like a heavy hammer and hit the monster's head hard.

The fierce sound came out, and the monster's head was smashed. Then the blood entered the wood and dyed the wood more red.

Dong Wenfeng took a deep breath, looked at the wood in his hand, and looked at the monster lying in a pool of blood.

"What the hell is this?"

Unable to think of a reason, Dong Wenfeng had to give up.

"Forget it, let's go out first. It's strange here, and I don't know if anything will happen to the exhibition hall below."

Picked up the mobile phone, looked at the time and found that it was already 10:30. Dong Wenfeng had been in the warehouse for a long time.

Ignoring the monster's body, Dong Wenfeng came out of the warehouse and went down to the first floor again. At this time, the mobile phone rang.

When I turned on my cell phone, it turned out to be Zhou Jinwei.

"Mr. Dong, where the hell have you been? Why can't I get through to you?"

Before Dong Wenfeng spoke, Zhou Jinwei spoke anxiously.

"What happened to you?"

Dong Wenfeng didn't answer Zhou Jinwei's words, but directly opened the topic.

"My side..."

Before Zhou Jinwei's voice fell, the phone was cut off and a beep came. The exhibition began to become a panic.

A loud explosion came from the East.

Dong Wenfeng hurried past. At this time, the crowd began to crowd and screams were everywhere.

In the crowd, Dong Wenfeng had to use the three color soul beads to isolate the space around him.

In this way, Dong Wenfeng came near the explosion range, and several people with black fog were watching nearby. It seemed that they were waiting for Dong Wenfeng's arrival.

Dong Wenfeng frowned and looked at them.

These people are very similar to Jiang Yifan who Dong Wenfeng met before, especially the one wrapped in black fog in the middle.

"Jiang Yifan!"

Dong Wenfeng looked at the figure and said.

"Jie. Dong Wenfeng, we meet again. Didn't you expect it?"

The man in the middle spoke, and his voice was Jiang Yifan, whom Dong Wenfeng had met before.

"What the hell do you want?"

Dong Wenfeng frowned. There was definitely a reason why these people appeared here. He didn't think they would come here to see the exhibition.

"Boss, don't talk nonsense with him. Take him back first." the shadow next to him said to Jiang Yifan, looking at Dong Wenfeng.

"Go." Jiang Yifan gently raised his hand and pointed to Dong Wenfeng.

Dong Wenfeng was still holding the wood he had just got on the f floor. Looking at the figure rushing up, he didn't hesitate. He grabbed the wood and chopped it.

Under the evil spirit of wood, those shadows had not touched Dong Wenfeng, and they were scattered by Dong Wenfeng.

Seeing that his companions dissipated, the other shadows hesitated and dared not move forward.

But Dong Wenfeng doesn't have such a plan to stop.

Inspired by the spirit power, he suddenly approached a dark shadow. The wood in his hand just touched the black fog on the dark shadow, and he could disperse it.

Soon, there was only Jiang Yifan ready to escape.

Dong Wenfeng pounced on Jiang Yifan, first locked Jiang Yifan with three color soul beads, and then hit the wood in his hand hard.

"Help."

Feeling the deadly threat brought by Dong Wenfeng's stick, Jiang Yifan subconsciously begged for mercy.

But Dong Wenfeng didn't mean to stop.

"I can tell you what we're going to do."

Seeing the stick getting closer and closer, Jiang Yifan was in a dilemma. He couldn't help but subconsciously say.

"Oh? Tell me about it."

The power of Dong Wenfeng's right hand came back, and the stick only stopped about one meter in front of Jiang Yifan. As long as Jiang Yifan does anything, Dong Wenfeng can kill him quickly.

But he didn't want to. Jiang Yifan was also a cruel character. His body expanded in an instant. From the beginning of his strange size, he became a big ball, and his whole body seemed to be full of gas.

Dong Wenfeng's secret way was bad, and his body quickly retreated. Two seconds later, Jiang Yifan exploded directly, and the huge explosion threw out everything around him.

Dong Wenfeng was lucky that he was not affected by the explosion, and there were no other people around, so there were no casualties.

Looking at the spreading black fog, Dong Wenfeng summoned three color soul beads and sucked them in. Now Dong Wenfeng doesn't know that these black fog are actually the killing moves of hell messengers. If you really let those black fog spread, I'm afraid the whole people in biguicheng will become hell messengers.

Dong Wenfeng, who absorbed the three color soul beads, was surprised to find that all the colors on his three color soul beads turned black, and then shrunk violently until they became the size of his thumb and flew into the sky. No matter how Dong Wenfeng grabbed them, he couldn't catch them.

Finally, the three color soul beads gradually disappeared, leaving Dong Wenfeng standing in a daze.

"How is it?" Dong Wenfeng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Sure enough, no matter how Dong Wenfeng urged his spiritual power, his body's meridians didn't respond at all. Dong Wenfeng wanted to release his divine consciousness, but he also failed.

His body seemed to be aging like a teenager. Maybe when he had spiritual power before, the energy in his body was too abundant. Now he lost spiritual power, and his body began to adapt.

Staring at the sky, Dong Wenfeng felt bitter in the direction of the three color soul beads flying away.

"Xiuxian, maybe it was a mistake at the beginning. It's good to let me become an ordinary person again. I don't have to worry about immortality and separation from others."

Dong Wenfeng looked at the sky and finally couldn't help sighing. He was still unwilling in his heart.

"Mr. Dong." Zhou Jinwei didn't know when he came to Dong Wenfeng.

"Boss Zhou." Dong Wenfeng's expression was a little unnatural.

Naturally, he can't see the fluctuation of spiritual power on Zhou Jinwei now. He has become an ordinary person.

"Mr. Dong, there was a big explosion here just now. Did you find anything?"