"No, you must not stop!"

Chen Daoming took a breath and continued to run forward.

However, he just raised his footsteps and stopped quickly.

Looking ahead, my eyes shrank and a chill came.

I saw a man in black robe standing in front of him.

Two sharp eyes emerged from the ghost mask and stared at Chen Daoming.

"Hehe..."

A strange laughter was like a howl of a ghost in hell, which was creepy.

"Little baby, the game is over!" Voices came from under the black mask.

"Just you?"

Chen Daoming pointed at the man in black robe with a long sword and shouted angrily.

"hehe……"

The man in black robe did not respond and took out a flute.

Chen Daoming adjusted his body's spiritual power and placed it on the long sword.

“Buzz…”

The long sword emitted a faint silver light.

"Come on, hurt each other!"

Chen Daoming held the long knife tightly in both hands, kicked hard, and slashed at the man in black robe like a cannonball.

"Bang..."

The sword energy penetrated into the ground and exploded a gully.

However, there was no black-robed man in front of Chen Daoming.

“Woo…”

Suddenly, the sound of the flute sounded.

Hearing this sound.

Chen Daoming's face changed drastically, he found a direction and ran away quickly.

"howl……"

Around the dense forest, there were waves of monster roars.

“Ga…”

A flock of birds panicked.

"not good!"

Chen Daoming was sweating coldly, and the speed was faster.

However, it hasn't been far.

A strange man covered in darkness blocked his way.

The weird man's eyes were dull and his mouth was whimpering, like a wild beast's roar.

"howl……"

Behind him, there was also a roar.

"Damn it!"

Chen Daoming squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power in his body and placed it on the long sword.

Then, he kicked the ground with his hind legs and chopped at the monster like a cannonball.

"bite……"

A metal clash.

The long sword slashed the weird man's arm, splashing fire, leaving a gap again.

Chen Daoming was shocked and bleeding from the tiger's mouth and was in great pain.

Before he could react, the weird man quickly grabbed his claws.

"Punch..."

The claws were shaped like steel nails, and they grabbed Chen Daoming's chest, with the skin and flesh, leaving behind a few blood strips, dripping blood.

"Bang..."

Chen Daoming flew backwards, hitting the ground hard, and his mouth was bleeding.

One blow, serious injury.

"howl……"

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen strange men came quickly.

In an instant, Chen Daoming surrounded him.

It is difficult to reach the sky against one.

Facing a group, there is no way out.

"Senior brother, wake up! Junior sister, wake up!"

Chen Daoming looked at these weird people and shouted loudly.

However, it's useless.

These weird people, like no sane puppets, turned a deaf ear to Chen Daoming's voice.

"Little baby, it's your turn now, do you have a last word?"

At this time, the man in black robe came, and the strange man dispersed automatically and made way for a walk.

"You last words, hammer! I want to refine my old capital into a puppet, dream!"

After saying that, Chen Daoming picked up the long knife, pointed it at his neck, and stabbed it with a knife.

"Bang..."

The long sword fell to the ground.

"Hehe..."

The man in black robe laughed to the sky, "Little baby, want to die? But it's not that easy. Just be honest and become my puppet!"

The man in black robe took out the flute and started blowing it.

"Damn the human puppet clan, you are destined to die well!" Chen Daoming roared.

"No……"

The sound of the flute made Chen Daoming's soul break, and he fell to the ground, struggling constantly.

The feeling of his soul being torn apart made him almost breathe.

His soul is like a candlelight in the strong wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

“Woo…”

As the sound of the flute became more and more rapid, Chen Daoming became more and more painful.

He was about to faint.

At this moment, a sound came.
Chapter completed!