Song Jian saw a ferocious skull drilling out from Grant's neck. The skull was only the size of a palm, with blood still remaining on the surface. There was a black breath scent in his eyes, which looked very strange.

"No!"

Grant let out a scream, revealing despair. The tentacles that surged from his mouth were extremely powerful and were not controlled by Grant at all. After breaking free from his hands, all the tentacles wrapped his entire head, looking like a monster enjoying its food.

"Hehehehehehehe~" The skull that emerged from the back of Grant's head made a strange laugh, looked around, and said to himself with satisfaction: "It's indeed a new world, it's really... too barren!"

Grant's entire head was wrapped in tentacles, but he still did not give up. He was struggling desperately, and even took out the death scythe and slashed at the tentacles on his head.

In a short while, he drowned in blood from several tentacles. The strange skull behind his head stared at the waving death sickle and once again made a "hehehehe" laugh.

"Have you surrendered yet? You said you were willing to pay any price to gain strength!" The skull looked like a phantom, and even if the death scythe passed by it, it would not cause any harm to it.

"The price is your life and soul!" The skull roared, opened his mouth wide, and bit it at the back of Grant's head.

A shrill scream sounded, and Grant's whole body began to tremble violently. His hands, waving the death sickle, seemed to have lost all his strength. The death sickle fell into the sea from his hands, and his entire body began to be wrapped in the rolling black mist.

From a distance, the black fog looked like an oval egg suspended in the air. It would occasionally protrude on the surface, and a strange sound similar to chewing came from inside.

Song Jian could feel the endless evil power emitted from this black mist in the distance. Obviously, this player named Grant accidentally revealed the existence of the real world to an evil demon. The evil demon actually used a strange parasitic means to go through Grant's body to the real world from the game world.

"It's simply horrifying. How could such a loophole occur?" Song Jian suddenly felt unreal.

In the distance, black fog kept surging, and Song Jian slowly approached the black fog. In any case, the evil demons in the game could not appear in the real world!

Although the real world has gradually been affected by the game world due to the existence of players, this impact is only indirect. Now, monsters in the game have begun to appear in the real world, which makes Song Jian feel a sense of urgency and crisis!

With a thought, the Potian Sword emerged and was held tightly in Song Jian. The sword energy in his body surged, and all the sword energy began to gather towards the Potian Sword. The dazzling sword light bloomed on the sword blade of the Potian Sword.

Ten minutes later, the black fog began to roll violently, and a strong wind blew around it, and a blurry figure appeared in the black fog.

The figure opened his mouth wide, and the wind was howling, and all the mist actually swirled and hugged into his mouth.

The fog disappeared, and the figure floating in the air was Grant before. At this time, Grant looked like a normal person, wearing a black suit, with a faint smile on his face, and there was no black abyss around his body!

"This feeling is..." Grant closed his eyes slightly, raised his head and took a deep breath, and a proud look appeared on his face.

The Fierce Red Lotus Ten Thousand Swords of the Karma!

A light shout came from behind him, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Grant's face, and the threat of death made his whole body tense up.

Looking back, countless spiritual swords burning with dark red flames flew towards him overwhelmingly.

"Friends, do we have any misunderstandings?" Grant's face changed drastically, he quickly retreated, and he defended loudly: "Did you recognize the wrong person? I don't know you!"

"Evil Demon, you shouldn't appear in this world!" Song Jian said in a deep voice, his mind moved and rushed towards Grant.

Grant's face darkened and he showed a strange smile: "Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

As he said that, Grant made a move with his right hand, and the death scythe that had already sunk into the sea suddenly flew out of the sea and was held in his hand by Grant.

Holding the familiar weapon, a smile appeared on Grant's face: "What a satisfying sacrifice, bringing my soul weapon to this world..."

With a wave of his right hand, the Death Scythe made a sound of breaking through the air like a ghost crying and howling. A series of black sword lights burst out from the Death Scythe, like a meteor, slashing towards Song Jian.

The black sword light left traces in the air, as if even the space was about to be shattered by it.

Dangdangdangdangdang~

A metallic attack sounded, and dozens of black sword lights rushed into the spirit sword and wanted to chop the spirit sword. In an instant, more than ten spirit swords were split into two pieces and dispersed in the air.

"Hehehehehehehehehe, vulnerable!" A scarlet light flashed in Grant's eyes, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The attack that was originally about to continue stopped. He held the death sickle in his right hand, pulled a sword flower, held the death sickle behind his back, and looked at Song Jian with a light look.

Song Jian's face changed slightly. The fragility of the spirit sword was beyond his expectations. However, more than ten spirit swords were destroyed by six hundred spirit swords, which did not affect the evolution of the sword formation. Song Jian's thoughts moved, and the spirit swords that were originally entangled with the black sword light flew towards Grant one after another.

Grant's face changed and he snorted coldly: "I originally wanted to play with you for a while, but I didn't expect that you would die soon, so I'll give you a chance!"

As he said that, Grant held the death scythe with both hands and waved it in front of him. Suddenly, a black sword aura of more than ten feet was floating in the air with his slash.

Song Jian, who was originally rushing towards Grant, changed his face sharply!

"I'll die!" This thought came to Song Jian's mind, and he quickly stopped his figure. With a thought, two identical Song Jian appeared in Grant's eyes, fleeing to both sides, one left and one right.

Grant's eyes showed a hesitant look, but soon, he chose the figure on the left casually and controlled the sword light to chase him.

At this time, hundreds of spiritual swords were less than three meters away from Grant. The dark red lotus karma fire had slightly curled up the ends of Grant's hair.

Feeling the heat of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, Grant's face changed. The spiritual sword that he had not taken care of at all immediately attracted his attention.

"What kind of flame is this!" Grant narrowed his eyes, stared at the spiritual sword that was coming to his face, and said to himself.
Chapter completed!