The lobby in the house is quite large, but now it is covered with black fog nearly half. At the edge of the black fog, a blood-colored cocoon appears and disappears.

This blood-colored cocoon was about one person tall and about two feet wide. It was wrapped tightly by a layer of blood-colored diaphragm, and it was quiet and quiet without any sound.

Only a faint red light inside was slowly sucking.

In the depths of the black fog, Fun Xiaonan still stood quietly, with a faint look of sorrow and anger in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Give me my brother's soul back, I'll let you go!"

"Hehehe..." The black fog suddenly silenced, then sneered mockingly, and his voice became more and more gloomy: "Let me go? Hehehehe... Although you are not strong enough, can you really think you have the ability to fight me? No one can escape under my soul refining black fog!"

"I honestly surrender to me and give my soul, and I can leave you with a trace of remnant thoughts!"

Fun Xiaonan breathed a long sigh, looked up at the depths of the black fog, and said with some difficulty: "I heard you have been talking for so long, it seems that my brother's soul has been swallowed by you!"

The black fog fell silent again, and suddenly laughed again, saying, "Yes, how can these ordinary people's souls be in my eyes? It's natural to swallow it! But I will naturally not waste your souls like this!"

The hands that were close to their bodies tightly clasped slightly, and a trace of sadness flashed in Xiaonan's eyes.

After so many years, I have been taking care of myself and growing up, and I wish I could give half of all the good things to my younger brother, but something unexpected happened!

"Hehe...you're very sad, right? That's right... Such a soul is particularly delicious, and it can shorten the time for you to refine it a lot!" Huang Zhihua's voice seemed a little proud.

Xiaonan raised his head slightly, looked at the black fog that had been locked slightly, and pursed his lips vigorously: "My brother has lost one soul and two spirits, so he can't wake up!"

"Yes! It is impossible for me to wake up again if I have devoured my soul! And since it has been swallowed by me, it cannot be completed again, hehe..."

Huang Zhihua's voice sounded at the right time, and the other party was very willing. If he had the chance to weaken the other party, he would never let him go.

The souls of such masters are extremely delicious, and can quickly replenish the loss they crossed through the border; and depending on the other party's strength, they should be a person with extremely high power in this world. With such people, it would be much easier and faster to control this world.

Be sure to conquer the other party.

Of course, it is quite confident about this.

"You actually swallowed my brother's soul. Then I'll refine you and use it to fill it up, it's almost the same!" A bright color suddenly flashed in Fun Xiaonan's eyes, but his face gradually became cold.

"Forehead?"

A sound of shock came from the black fog, and then burst into laughter: "You want to refine me? Hehehe... I'm so laughing. Do you know how I exist like a little ant? You actually want to refine me? Oh... I have a stomachache, I'm going to laugh to death..."

"Really? Then you will die soon, so it will save me some effort!"

The cold voice of Xiaonan sounded, but there was a hint of teasing in his words.

As if he realized something, Huang Zhihua's voice suddenly stopped in the black fog; but after only a few breaths, the laughter started again: "Hehehehe... the frog in the well is not surprising to speak wildly!"

"Oh? Then try?"

Fun Xiaonan sneered, and at some point his right hand had been raised, and a slight electric flower quietly bounced towards the black fog in front of him.

"Thorn!"

I saw that the black fog suddenly dissipated like lard pierced by a boiling sharp blade in front of the electric flower, revealing a passage about a meter long width.

At the front end of the passage, two or three meters away, Huang Zhihua's figure was clearly in sight.

But at this time, his figure had already risen with a trace of blue smoke, and his hands and feet gradually dissipated.

But there was still an incredible look on his face.

The rate of dissipation of this blue smoke suddenly increased, completely turning into blue smoke and blending into the black fog; but it was obvious that the entire black fog had shrunk by at least one-third.

What followed was a silent and tragic scream, and the chaotic black fog fluctuations.

"Ao...ao..."

This silent, tragic scream that penetrated the mind instantly cut through the space.

In this building and several surrounding buildings, the crowds who were rushing down the stairs suddenly turned pale in the silent screams, and then they became soft to the ground.

Even several helicopters were spinning in chaos in the air, and one of them was hovering in an oblique manner and crashed into the building.

Yang, who was located above the roof of the building, trembled slightly, and a blue light quietly appeared, wrapping him in it; but an extremely horror appeared on his face, which had always been calm.

Just as he leaned over and looked down, a black mist suddenly rushed out of the room and then expanded.

"retreat!"

Yang's face was slightly stiff, and with a clear shout, the green light around him turned into dozens of feet in size and suddenly covered the black fog.

With his clear shout, the helicopters trembled several times, and finally got controlled again and began to quickly turn around and flee around.

But the helicopter that hit the roof was obviously unable to adjust. The driver reluctantly adjusted the direction, but the propeller still scraped through the building directly.

Amid the huge "boom" sound on the side, the helicopter fell directly and hit another building, turning into two pieces in the air, falling down with flames.

Some members of the garrison who had just woken up from the ground didn't care about the ordinary people who were still unconscious and rushed out one by one.

Because the green light in the air only slightly delayed the spread of the black fog; at this moment, the black fog was still covering the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

Yang's face was pale, and a green lamp appeared quietly above his head.

But at this moment, the blue lamp wick was trembling, and the bean-sized flame was swaying around, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Finally, seeing that the members of the garrison below had escaped from the community, the helicopters also flew away. Yang groaned, a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the green light converged, and his whole body also soared into the air, away from the black fog dozens of feet away.

The black fog without the constraints of green light spread rapidly, directly covering the entire building and the two buildings next to it, so that it did not continue to spread outward.

Yang floated quietly in the air, looking at the black fog below, and a faint guilt appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!