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The eighteenth chapter of the dark river BOSS crusade (3)

Fu Bin finally rushed past the interception of his family members and rushed directly to the Dark River. The wings behind him became more and more exaggerated. He waved the black sword in his hand frantically, cutting the Dark River into two halves, but found that the black wound that was cut by the Dark River turned into a circle of thin black mist, which was joined together in the next moment.

"You trash, I will definitely kill you by swinging my sword." Fu Bin's eyes turned red, and the power of faith blessed the black sword. Fu Bin was like a scattered sword in his hand, splitting the body of Miehe, but found that whenever his sword touched Miehe's body, that place turned into black fog in advance and separated. He even slashed more than a dozen swords, which seemed to have passed through Miehe, but they were all avoided by Miehe.

"Look at your fear directly. When the gap reaches a certain level, no matter how much faith you have, it will be useless." The low and terrifying voice of the Dark River sounded, and the black mist on his body floated, keeping all the plankton released by Fu Bin out: "These small means cannot conspire to me."

Let Fu Bin slash his body with his long sword. The dark river lifted his fist, and the endless water vapor moved in it. He suddenly punched the hook, making Fu Bin's abdomen without any time to react.

Fu Bin's movements stopped. The black sword in his hand fell to the ground, his knees softened, and he knelt in front of the Anhe River, covering his stomach, and spitting blood in his mouth. The Anhe River's current human body is condensed from most of the water vapor. It seems not big, but it has extremely high quality. After being punched by the Anhe River, Fu Bin seemed to be hit by a high-speed car, and his internal organs were directly damaged and he did not die directly. On the one hand, it was because the Anhe River left his hands, and on the other hand, Fu Bin's body was protected by the magic power of shadows.

However, even if he didn't die, Fu Bin was not feeling well after being hit. The blood he coughed was mixed with internal organs, and even his head was covered in blank at this moment. Not far away, Xiao Zhang, who was about to arrive, had his steps slowed down, and on the one hand they wanted Fu Bin to die, so they didn't want to disturb him. On the other hand, he was also afraid, and he was also afraid that he would be killed instantly with one punch.

"I saw your fear and face your heart, insect." Dark River did not kill Fu Bin directly. He stretched out his hand to grab the wings behind Fu Bin. The wings that symbolize Fu Bin's beliefs or spiritual barriers were torn apart, disrupting the structure of the shadow magic in Fu Bin's body: "It's better not to take it out for your false arrogance."

Holding Fu Bin's half-dead body, he threw it aside, fearing that his family followed the command of the Dark River and did not attack Fu Bin anymore, but let Fu Bin tremble all over in an ORZ posture. His dignity that he claimed to be a god was directly trampled on, and the spiritual barrier constructed through self-hypnosis was directly broken, allowing him to realize that his true heart was the timid and cowardly high school student.

Killing his father was just because of impulse, and killing the gangster was just because of anger. There was no so-called cleaning up garbage at all. Everything was just an excuse for oneself. He was just a criminal, not a god. Among those who were killed by him, there were many innocent people, or the least worthy of death.

The attack of the Dark River directly broke through the spiritual barrier that Fu Bin has been building, and exposed all the things he had hidden together. Under the fear field, his will is now cowardly, and everything he feared in the past was activated, constantly stimulating his personality and causing him to collapse.

No longer paying attention to Fu Bin, Nanhe turned his gaze to the other person, waved his hand, turning all his fear relatives into black fog, and floating behind him. The originally chaotic scene of the entire bridge was instantly clear.

On one side is the underground river and the endless black fog behind him, on the other side are some masked hosts and members of the countermeasures stationed. In addition, there are some fragmented corpses on the bridge, demonstrating the horror here.

"You are so weak. Where have your beliefs gone? If you don't get serious, I would rather kill you all and find a new group of hosts." Dark River's words stimulated their spirits, and at the same time they kept oppressing them with their fear force field, constantly forcing them to firm their respective beliefs.

Fear is a powerful driving force. Under the influence of fear, people will burst out with strong beliefs, as long as they are not crushed by fear. Regarding the seven mask hosts, the problem with the shadow assassin is because he is a special life after all, and he has little jealousy. Lu Li has already started to prepare for this, but the other mask host is a bit disappointing.

Or they did not meet Lu Li's expectations. They used their own abilities too roughly. Although everyone was triggered by Lu Li's corresponding emotions, there were too many distractions in their hearts. The emotions of the original sin were not pure enough, and they needed greater external pressure to force them.

The dark river grinned when he thought of a grin. The black fog behind him began to condense and transform into black weapons. These weapons were all kinds of strange, including long spears, short swords, maces, and meteor hammers. It seemed that the endless black fog condensed endless weapons.

This is the ability developed by Dark River through its own black fog body. It is not just a human image. Even if Dark River is black fog, every black fog is him. He can control the black fog to form various shapes, condense it into his own fearful relatives, and naturally turn it into various weapons.

Countless black weapons flew behind the Dark River. The mask host and the countermeasures on the other side changed their faces and heard the low and terrifying voice of Dark River: "Relax your beliefs. If you don't be serious, you will die!"

The dark river snapped its fingers, and endless weapons behind it floated, from slow to fast, and flew directly towards the other side of the bridge. Each weapon was condensed by black fog, and each one contained terrifying mass, bombing like a cannonball.

The terrifying impact sounded, a large amount of dust was raised, and the entire bridge was shaking continuously. Many broken stones fell into the river below. A cement stone was aroused by force and flew back to the dark river. He was grabbed by his dark claws, and the condensed black mist floated again to the stone, dyeing the stone black.

The smoke and dust on the bridge gradually faded away, and a pitch-black pillar of fire suddenly ejected from the dust, penetrated everything when the darkness had not yet reacted, and penetrated his stomach and turned the body into black mist and drifted away.

A black pillar of fire flashed away, and a dark figure composed entirely of flames jumped out from inside, raised his hands to the top of his head, and the terrifying flame of anger turned into a huge fireball, and he was about to smash it down with one head when he saw the underground river.
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