Chapter 928 Contract

The fallen angel seemed to understand something, and became even crazier. The sharp claws collided with the sky-breaking sword, and an invisible force suddenly spread in all directions. Song Jian rubbed his feet on the ground and stepped back three times. four meters away;

"Hiss, it doesn't look like a burly figure. I didn't expect that the power attribute is so high?" Song Jian stared at the fallen angel with a look of surprise in his eyes, but soon, he realized that it wasn't the fallen angel's strength attribute. How powerful, but the dark power in her body is too strong;

A puff of dark breath almost enveloped the fallen angel, forming an invisible armor around her body, like a thick fog rolling, Song Jian soon found it difficult to see the appearance of the fallen angel, in the black In the dense fog, one can only vaguely see countless snake hairs dancing non-stop, and a pair of scarlet eyes shining brightly in the black fog.

whoosh whoosh~

From the tumbling black mist, arm-thick tentacles of black mist shot out, like javelins, they arced through the air and shot towards Song Jian;

Song Jian waved his sword to resist, and easily cut off the ejected black mist tentacles. Every time one was cut off, the tentacles would turn into black mist again and dissipate in the air. However, as time went by, the black mist tentacles became more and more Many, originally there were seven or eight branches, but now it has evolved to thirty, forty, and the number is still increasing;

Finally, Song Jian's attack speed has reached the limit, unable to resist more and more black mist tentacles, a tentacle broke through the defense and stabbed the left shoulder;

Suddenly, a feeling of numbness rushed into Song Jian's heart, and a palm-sized black mark appeared on the place where the left shoulder was stabbed by the tentacles of the black mist. spread in other parts;

A feeling of coolness emerged from Song Jian's mind. Song Jian knew that this was the effect of his innate skill "Cheek-skinned". effect, it can only slow down the effect and slow down the spreading speed of the black mark;

This made Song Jian's heart sink. In the past, he never cared about these negative effects, and there was never any antidote, status recovery potion and other items stored in the parcel box.

Although the tingling feeling was relieved, it still slowed down Song Jian's shooting speed. More and more black mist tentacles hit Song Jian. Although the damage was not high, each black mist tentacle only caused one hundred damage to Song Jian. A lot of damage, but the black mist mark that was triggered gave Song Jian a headache;

After a while, almost all of Song Jian's upper body was covered with palm-sized black marks. These black marks were still slowly spreading, and soon became one piece. The black marks on them had spread to his neck and shoulders. Spread to the elbow, the black mark below has spread to the abdomen;

Song Jian already had a feeling of stiffness all over his body, and at this moment, the black mist rolling around the body of the fallen angel also retracted all the black tentacles, and behind the fallen angel, a pair of wide wings of black mist formed, keep fanning;

"I said, no matter what, you will die!" The fallen angel had a victorious smile on his face, and walked slowly towards Song Jian;

At this time, Song Jian's attack speed was weakened by 45%, and his movement speed was weakened by 60%. His whole body seemed to be bound by ropes, and he found it extremely difficult to even lift his arms.

"What kind of move is this?" Song Jian asked in a deep voice, the sword energy in his body kept rolling, and cooperated with his talent skills to resist the erosion of the black mark;

"It's just a little trick created by the fusion of dark power and my talent!" The fallen angel had a smile on his face, walked up to Song Jian, raised his sharp claws, and hooked Song Jian's chin;

"You have a terrifying power in you. If you are willing to become a part of the dark forces, then I can spare your life!" The fallen angel smiled and said: "As long as you sign this contract, not only can you save your life, but you can also save your life." You can get more powerful dark power!"

A black parchment scroll appeared in front of Song Jian out of thin air, floating quietly in the air. Song Jian glanced at it casually and found that it was a dark slave contract. He immediately lost interest in the fallen angel's suggestion;

"Slave contract? Do you want me to be your thug?" Song Jian showed a struggling look on his face, as if he was trying his best to fight against the dark mark;

"Don't think that you can break free from the shackles of the dark imprint. As time goes by, the dark power will gradually erode your body, and in the end, it will even erode into your sea of ​​consciousness and wipe out your sanity. At that time, you It will become a dark beast that only knows how to kill, and its fate is worse than death!" The fallen angel giggled, his face no longer had the holy look before, but instead had the smell of an abyss succubus;

"Don't you think it's dangerous for you to be so close to me now?" Song Jian said suddenly;

The fallen angel was startled, and couldn't help taking a step back, but she quickly noticed that half of Song Jian's body was covered by the black mark, and the right hand holding the Potianjian, the black mark had almost spread to the wrist. Even if you want to raise your arm, it is already a luxury, let alone attack with a sword;

The fallen angel couldn't help "giggling" and laughed, sliding her sharp claws on Song Jian's cheeks charmingly, and said with a smile: "The time left for you to think is running out, at most two minutes, you Your whole body will be covered with a black mark, and at that time, even if you want to sign this contract, it will be impossible, because by then, you will have already become a part of the darkness!"

"Qinglong Sword Body!" Song Jian's heart moved, and suddenly a blue aura gushed out of his body, instantly clearing the black mark, and at the same time a set of blue armor appeared on the surface of Song Jian's body.

Maybe it's because the Kurong Qinglong sword body is only one level, this layer of vigor armor looks like a layer of tulle, but Song Jian doesn't care about it;

The upper limit of qi and blood, which was already more than 7,000, became more than 12,000 in an instant. Although there were 5,000 false lives, within 30 seconds, these health and real qi and blood value makes no difference;

The blood volume and mental value were also fully recovered in an instant, and the dark mark was exorcised. Song Jian gained freedom of movement in an instant, and the Heaven Breaking Sword in his hand pierced fiercely into the belly of the fallen angel;

The fallen angel with a face full of surprise retreated quickly, and the wings made of black mist behind him collapsed suddenly, revealing a pair of real dark wings, flapping quickly, trying to widen the distance between him and Song Jian;

Looking at the fallen angel who was desperately fleeing backward, Song Jian raised his left hand and said softly: "The power of withering!"

A gray aura immediately entangled the fallen angel, reducing her movement speed by 30%, making her move as slowly as a tortoise.

Xuanyue Flowing Sword!

Song Jianying turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the fallen angel;

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