Pirate’s Brood Order

As soon as the layers of black nets lifted from the ground appeared, they were compressing the space for Hodgdon's activities, and a frighteningly dense number of black line reflections filled his sight.

This is much more ferocious than the sarcophagus that Hodgton kicked just now. He immediately changed his expression, rubbing his feet on the ground fiercely, but saw the rocks on the ground deformed strangely and stood up like pieces of hard rocks. Tombstones stood around him.

"Stone refining!"

A red light surged in Huo Qidun's hand, and he swiped towards the surroundings, and the tombstones shattered and condensed into countless stone spears of thorns and stones that shone with cold light and pierced towards the surroundings with a loud bang.

There was no unexpected snapping sound, but the stone spear, which was sharp enough to pierce steel, did not cause any damage to the black net. It was as if it was slipping strangely and the impact force was removed, and along the closed net The edge spun and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

"These lines are weird!"

Huo Qidun's heart trembled, the evil wind hit his ears and temples, he turned his head subconsciously, with a grin still hanging from the corner of his mouth, he opened his fingers and grabbed Yarlin's fist brazenly, "Bone Lian!"

There was a silent collision, the air seemed to vibrate with a layer of ripples, and even the sound was annihilated strangely. Yarlin felt that the periosteum of the hand seemed to tremble. It was an extremely slight kind that could not be felt without careful attention, and then there was a click There was a crisp sound, Hoggiton's claws seemed to be crushed by a bulldozer, all five fingers were cracked and broken, and the thick white bones pierced through the flesh and blood in horror.

Yarlin's eyes flashed brightly, he bowed his front legs forward, opened his fists, and stretched out his tiger's mouth towards Hoggidon's neck, and licked with the color of dark marks printed on his two fingers.

His scalp was numb suddenly, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He kicked the ground and flew back, but behind him was also a rapidly shrinking black net prison, like a locked cage that forced him to have nowhere to dodge, so he could only continue to grit his teeth and follow Yarlin Close combat.

bang bang bang...

In the sound of fists and feet colliding, the red light of the bone chain seemed to be broken into pieces. Hokkidton slipped helplessly and fell to the ground. While dodging Yarlin's attack, he lowered his head and held his neck with his teeth. A broken cross hanging from a hole in a chain, "Pursuing Repentance!"

A carved corpse was tied to the cross, and the red light emerged, as if the corpse had come to life. The red light on the wrinkled and withered body was like a burning flame, and the face of the corpse wriggled strangely into the face of Hodgton. And his own face strangely turned into a scorched and wrinkled skin.

Around the entire stone hall, on the ground, on the walls, including the top, there are scarlet crosses sticking out. Each cross is wrapped around a struggling corpse, and they all raise their heads in unison, revealing Hodgton's face as if singing a gospel of redemption.

"Weird ability, interesting!" Yarlin licked his lips at the corner of his mouth, and when he stepped a little, a stone made a sharp whistle, and the bullet hit the mummy holding the cross as if his identity had been reversed.

Like a bullet shot into the root of an old tree, a hole in the chest was torn open, and viscous corpse liquid flowed out. The corpse clutched the cross tightly, and pressed the other hand on the ground to scream at Yarlin Said: "Repent, sinner!"

Yarlin dodged under his feet, a scarlet cross pierced the ground, and the ghost with the face of Hodgton entwined on it grabbed his ankle. The black net spreading on the ground seemed to be ineffective against it. Yarlin's pupils Shrink slightly, the shadow on the edge of the palm becomes more and more solid

"Scar blade!"

The shadow attached to the palm seemed to be solid like a round of blades, splitting the ghost in two from the middle, and the faint black air fell on the cross like a gangrene attached to the bone, and quickly melted it into a pool of putrid black water.

Chi Chi Chi!

The ghosts that pierced the black net and rushed from all directions were smashed into pieces by Yarlin's scar blade waving into a round curtain. The rancid black water spread under his feet and soaked his shoes. He clenched towards the center The figure of the cross walks past.

Corpse fluid gurgled out from his body, and his two scorched eyeballs fixed on Yarlin, as if he couldn't believe that those resentful souls tied to the cross were melted into black water like this.

The next moment.

The scar blade fell down, the sprayed corpse liquid exploded, and all the Hodgtons in the surrounding blood-red crosses screamed piercingly. One of the crosses suddenly shattered into pieces, and the phantom entwined on it solidified immediately. Hodgton walked out with a cross in his hand, sweating profusely.

He looked at a slit in the middle of the cross, and a musty smell came out of the dark slit. Hodgton showed a very heartbroken expression, and he looked at Yarlin with extreme fear, who was showing a strong He stared at him with great interest, black light emerged from the double-pupiled eyeballs, that kind of gaze didn't seem to be looking at the same kind, but observing a collection, full of greed and covetousness, which made people shudder.

"Give me that cross!" Arlin turned his neck and spread his left hand flat.

A layer of cold sweat welled up Hodgton's back. He stared at Yarlin with great fear, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you this cross, and you let me go."

Yarlin beckoned, and Huo Qidun threw the cross to the past without tears, and at the same time turned around and quickly ran towards the entrance of the cave.

Yarlin grasped the cross, rubbed his fingers on it, and half-closed his eyes to stare at the fleeing back of Hodgdon. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said, "Spider, stop him."

"The guy behind didn't catch up!" Huoqi Dun breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was shocked to find that his body became heavy and stiff, and every time he took a step forward, he felt as if there were shackles in his flesh and blood. , Grabbing his forward steps, he realized that something was wrong, then lowered his head and looked at his ankles, he was horrified to see strips of red spider silk wrapped around his ankles, still densely moving towards the legs of his trousers And extending above the knees, a spider with a pattern of crying faces on its back was sitting on the back of his feet, grinning at him.

"When is this?" Huo Qidun was stunned, his red eyes shrank and trembled. He found that there seemed to be something wrong with this crimson spider, which gave him a strangely familiar feeling, and he couldn't believe it: "This seems to be a soul. The condensed body formed after being refined, but..."

His feet were nailed to the spot as if rooted, and he looked behind him in horror.

"Draw!"

Along Yarlin's palm, countless black lines poured into the cross like tumbling black mist. Inch-by-inch black lines emerged on the surface of the cross. The squirm turned into Yarlin's face, and then it turned into a cloud of black air and was sucked into the body by the pores of Yarlin's body, and a "cross" tattoo quietly emerged on the forehead and between the brows...