Now, Chen Zhen and the others are shooting videos in the abandoned building, but Chen Zhen's phone calls are always one after another, and they can't take photos with peace of mind. Often, they just took a shot and then the phone came, and sometimes they came before the shot was finished. But Chen Zhen had to answer. Seeing Chen Zhen's expression more cautious and serious than usual, Tang Yu also knew that something must have happened. In fact, Tang Yu also asked, but Chen Zhen did not answer positively, just said that something had happened, but regardless of Tang Yu's coercion and inducement, or acting coquettish, Chen Zhen's mouth was very strict and he did not reveal a word. The regulations are regulations, and no matter what should be kept confidential, they must not be known to anyone.

Seeing Chen Zhen once scratching the phone, looking at the sun that had begun to turn into sunset, Tang Yu decided to end today. However, when she was about to come to the corner of the wall to pack up some things, a subtle, almost imperceptible object landslide was caught by her. Then her body was hugged by someone and flew out slanted. Until her feet landed on the ground, she realized that something had cut a small hole in her sleeve. When she raised her head, she saw that she was standing just now.

A person appeared next to him. The man was emitting black air, his eyes were glowing in blue, and he was wearing the armor of an ancient Japanese samurai. A wave of howlings came from the armor. Tang Yu just looked at it and felt something blocked in his chest, feeling uncomfortable all over, and feeling weak and sleepy. When she finally fell down, she saw the eldest sister and younger sister who were also slowly sank on the ground, as well as Tang Xiaofu, who looked puzzled next to her.

Chen Zhen seemed to have not seen a strange warrior. He just helped Tang Yu to the wall away from the warrior, let her sit against the wall, and then helped Tang Yun and Tang Lu to return to the warrior. The warrior did not sneak attack Chen Zhen at this time. "Chen Zhen! Your soul, as a ghost warrior, has left behind! The art of bondage!"

Seeing Chen Zhen standing in front of him, the man with black air shouted. He pushed the thrust of his hand and slashed at Chen Zhen with an unparalleled slash, without a very fast speed, and no sound. But Chen Zhen did not avoid this seemingly simple knife at all. It’s not that Chen Zhen didn’t want to hide. In fact, the walls around the concrete floor under his feet had been damaged with Chen Zhen’s movement, and the steel bars inside had been broken by Chen Zhen. However, Chen Zhen seemed to be poured into this space with cement, and he could not avoid it at all. There was no ordinary samurai sword. When he touched Chen Zhen’s neck, he instantly burst out with terrifying power. The red blood light illuminated the entire room instantly. Chen Zhen, who was closest to the blade, seemed to be in a blood pool, and the bloody smell in the air was as strong as the essence.

At this time, under the illumination of red blood, things like silk appeared from Chen Zhen. One end was connected to Chen Zhen's body, and the other end was immersed in the wall. This thing was in the whole space. Although others could not touch such silk threads, Chen Zhen was indeed pulled on the silk threads. Although time was at a critical moment, Chen Zhen was not unable to do anything. He could easily burn everything with flames from his body, and even use these silk threads to arrange this restraint - Piao Tianwenxue - ignite, but Chen Zhen could not do this because many (roots) of silk threads even penetrated into the bodies of the Tang sisters. When Chen Zhen could not guarantee that he would never hurt them, he would rather let himself get hit by this knife, and would never do anything that could threaten the Tang sisters.

When the knife had already fallen to Chen Zhen's neck, unless Chen Zhen could stop the time, he would have no way to avoid such an attack. The warrior smiled grimly, Chen Zhen's myth would end on him. The terrifyingly powerful fluctuations on his body kept stimulating his soul, making him almost tremble all over his body.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhen once confiscated a lot of good things.

For example, Shi Zhisha. The moment when the blade was about to cut into Chen Zhen's neck, the space around seemed to solidify instantly and finally freeze. The blade had cut a small hole in Chen Zhen's neck. Chen Zhen's defense, which could not be broken by even shells, did not have any effect. It actually injured Chen Zhen so easily. If Chen Zhen had Shi Zhisha, Chen Zhen would have fallen into a big fall.

Behind Chen Zhen, a vain, ancient hourglass appeared in the air. The amount of sand inside was not proportional to the huge hourglass. It was only a few little, and it was falling at a very fast speed. I believe it would not be completely flowing in a few seconds. Although Chen Zhen could use the Sand of Time, this was his first use, and probably the last time, because Chen Zhen did not have any magic weapon about using this thing. He could not make the Sand of Time, and even the use was forced to catalyze it with his own power.

In other words, after using this, this thing will completely disappear. However, for Chen Zhen, this situation will basically not happen again. The solidification of the space did not affect Chen Zhen. Although Chen Zhen's body could not move at this time, sometimes, it is not only the moving body that is threatening.

The ghost warrior's sword had been cut on Chen Zhen's neck, and the blood beads flowed along the knife to the ghost warrior's arm. Starry sand flew out from Chen Zhen's big hand, forming a plane like a star disk from the middle of the entire ghost warrior's samurai sword. When the last grain of sand behind Chen Zhen slowly fell from the air, everything returned to normal, time began to recover slowly, and the ghost warrior's movements began to continue. However, everything changed in an instant. The samurai sword that had already penetrated into Chen Zhen's skin actually came from mid-air.

The middle was cut off by the star sand! The ghost warrior could not believe this fact anyway. The invincible blood blade demon sword broke out of thin air in such a vague way! But what he couldn't figure out was still behind. The blood bead that rolled down his body along the blade seemed to have life, rising rapidly along his armor, leaving a trace of burning red flames along the way. The red flame was like an eight-four disinfectant dripping into the ink. The black air around him disappeared in an instant, but the ghost warrior had no chance at this time.

In the inertia of swinging the knife, he had no time to retract his arm. All he did was to watch the flame rushing all the way to his head and then explode. The explosion of the air wave was not very big, but it was enough to clear the head of an ordinary person from his neck. However, the person in front of him was not an ordinary person.

It should be said that he is better than ordinary people.

At least he can still glar at Chen Zhen if he loses half of his face now.

Is it true that the Neckren people's technology? Neckren is a race called the dead. They have long abandoned their bodies and put their souls into the skeleton of metal machinery, without any emotion, mercy, and desire.

The last time I attacked Chen Zhen on the beach, he was a real Neckron Dead, but this time it wasn't. The Neckron Dead's technology is much more complicated than this. The metal skeleton does not require any external force to drive it. It can be activated by relying on the power of the soul. Now the thing in front of me is obviously an exquisite counterfeit item, and there is even a talisman that binds the soul. Unfortunately, Chen Zhen felt Maoshan's ghost-elimination technique from it, which is really nothing to do with Neckron. "Although I don't know how you used to block my attack, there will be no next time!"

The skeleton ghost warrior threw the half-cut knife in his hand at Chen Zhen. The black air in his body surged, eroding the skin on his body. Together with his clothes, it was like a wax figure made of a metal skeleton. The waxy clothes outside melted, revealing what was inside.

When everything was over, Chen Zhen could clearly see a clear Erling Heavy Industry mark from his chest. "Go to die!"

The ghost warrior rushed down Chen Zhen almost instantly, raised his fist and hit Chen Zhen's head, who could not move, but was caught by Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen has broken free from the constraints, and the reason is very simple. Star sand can not only cut matter, but also cut energy. After the other party said such a lot of nonsense, Chen Zhen naturally would not wait for the other party to make moves, but Chen Zhen did it very secretly and the ghost warrior did not see it.

"I've been fooled!"

The fist was caught by Chen Zhen, and the ghost warrior shouted. The thick black aura that was as thick as the demon cloud in his body instantly escaped from him and came to Chen Zhen. Chen Zhen disappeared into the black aura.

"Let the howling evil spirits eat your flesh and blood, and turn your soul into my power!" The ghost warrior shouted loudly, stretching out his arm with a strange wrist guard, and a faint energy gathered on the wrist guard. From the black fog, colorful energy continued to erupt outward, and then was gathered by the unknown force field on the wrist guard and disappeared into it.

As the energy continued to gather, the body of the ghost warrior began to grow gradually, and the body without flesh and blood began to become full and full. The muscles and skin were reborn, and unprecedented power felt filled his whole body. When the black air dissipated, Chen Zhen was still standing there, but the ghost warrior could no longer get a slight fluctuation of power from his body.

The ghost warrior came to Chen Zhen and stretched out his razor-like hands with a grim smile.
Chapter completed!