Galactic Garbage Station

“What's going on?” Su Zheng firmly believed that the injuries sustained by the eight people were enough to be fatal. Fortunately, they could not move, but they all stood up. And the evil air was still there, and the souls of many of the audience around them were being drawn away.

“Eight of them, I'm afraid, are no longer normal human beings.” Su Zhen's heart was cold. Song Junhao and Ou Qingsong were proud of each other. I'm afraid I don't know what kind of existence I became.

In fact, at this moment, Song Junhao and Ou Qingsong and others clearly felt that they were a little abnormal, so badly injured, why could they still stand up, and why could they not even feel the pain at all, as if their bodies were not their own.

However, Song Junhao and Ou Qingsong are at this moment filled with angst and resentment towards Su Qing. They can't care less. The other few are to complete the task, and they launched another attack.

This time, Su Zheng's hands were even harsher. In the face of an African man, he had a huge impression. At the same time, the blue water really poured in, not only smashing the whole body bones of the African man, but also shattering all his five dirty organs.

Facing another African man, Su Xiao similarly launched a terrible attack, but at the moment of his attack, suddenly a dark fog clustered hands, lightning generally protruded from Song Junhao's chest, grabbing the Angel badge hanging from Su Xiao's chest.

“Finally out.” Su Xiao's face changed, but he wasn't panicking because he was already mentally prepared. At that moment, he could not retreat at all, nor did he intend to retreat, but suddenly a huge dragon soul appeared behind him, accompanied by a dragon bark, the power of the heavenly dragon seal, suddenly surged, directly bombarding that dark fog agglomerated hand.

“Boom” the dark fog clumped hands broke apart, accompanied by a terrible scream, the African man burst out and fell into a blur.

“Dead spirits hiding inside that nigger?” Su Xin didn't care about the others. He quickly chased the big African man who flew out. Song Junhao, Ou Qingsong and others joined forces to intercept Su Zheng. Su Zheng was about to take them apart at random. The catcher had to catch the king first. It was pointless to waste time with these little ones. Solving the dead spirit first was the real thing, so as to save it from escaping.

However, at this time, suddenly from Song Junhao, Ou Qingsong and other people, a dark fog clustered hands spread out.

“What's going on?” Su Zheng's face changed dramatically, and the dragon spirit behind him surged. At the same time, he quickly shot several palms, and quickly retreated.

Most of the black palms were shaken open or hidden by him, but there was a palm that caught Su Qian's arm and it hurt hot. At first glance, three wounds appeared on the arm, deeply visible bone, muscles seemed corroded, black fog surrounded, blood turned black.

Fortunately, the Angel badge still emits holy light, black mist on the wound, and quickly collapses. Su Junhao also noticed that the black palm stretched out in Song Junhao, Ou Qingsong and other people, failed to hit, and immediately shrunk back, because under the illumination of Holy Light, the black palm fog was collapsing.

Su Zheng quickly removed from the storage bag the wound healing agent from "Xianxian" time and space. He rubbed it on the wound and stopped the bleeding healing wound. At the same time, he analyzed in his heart: "The dead spirit must have used some method to hide inside them in order to avoid the purification of the angel's holy light. But how many people smell like dead spirits? Don't you think we should kill all eight of them? Of course, the dead are here. You can be sure. ”

Su Xin thought so, suddenly controlling the Angel badge, reclaiming the holy light. There are two ways to use the Angel badge, one is the Holy Light Protector and the other is the Holy Light Exterior, which is also controllable, and the larger the range, the weaker the nature. Now to be sure that the dead spirit is here, then you don't need the Holy Light to expand so far, just cover the area.

Even holy light protectors can be used occasionally in times of danger. Several attacks by the recently deceased spirit came towards the Angel Medal. Fortunately, Su Zheng was alert, so he hid away. If he ruined the Angel Medal for the other party, the game would be over.

“Gaga, I didn't expect you to refine the dragon's soul, I looked down on you again, damn humans, you pissed me off again.” The familiar and unpleasant voice of the Dead Spirit rang, eight people, including Song Junhao, all said openly, as if all eight were dead spirits.

At the same time, Su Zheng saw a strange scene. The blurred African man who was struck out by the dragon elephant in the state of Su Zheng's soul. He climbed under the feet of a European and American audience and bit the foot of the person. Then, as if the flesh had been drawn away, his skin had lost its glow, his eyes had lost their body. Opposite the blurry man, the wounds recovered quickly, originally all shattered, no doubt death, but he stood up again, bit two more people, and then became as if he had not been hurt much.

Half of Song Junhao, Ou Qingsong and others also flew to nearby audiences, apparently also trying to recover themselves by killing.

How could Su Junhao watch them recover? First of all, he rushed to Song Junhao, because Song Junhao ran to the Chinese audience.

However, the other half stopped Su Xin. Moreover, the evil qi around him actually became a little more intense. Su Xin felt that not only this boxing arena, but even further afield, many people were in a state of stagnation and were being drawn away from the power of their souls, and this scope was rapidly expanding. Obviously, not only did Su Xin make a covert move, but so did the dead spirit. Su Xin was narrowing the scope of holy light, but the dead spirit was widening the scope of evil.

At this time, Su Zheng understood that the dead spirit chose to attack in this attack. I'm afraid he didn't put more people in his eyes, but deliberately chose more places so that he could absorb more soul power. Everyone around him became his food.

“You're shrinking the holy light, and the smaller your holy light range, the stronger your purification, you think I don't know? I noticed it the first time I lost. However, I have now returned to my strongest state, and today must be your day of death. After you die, the world will be mine.” Dead spirits giggle coldly.

“It's not necessarily who dies first.” Su Zheng had several flying swords appearing in the sky. They were actually red and red. This was not a regular flying sword, but a flying sword built by the Red Fire Yuan Copper Tree. The Red Fire Yuan Copper Tree from "Fairy Gourd" space-time has grown to three or four meters tall through Su Zheng's continuous cultivation with breath and skull. Originally, this is not warm enough. It needs to be cultivated. Unfortunately, the great enemy cannot wait too long. Su Zheng then built several flying swords out of red fire yuan copper tree, leaving a tree root there, which can continue to grow.

Su Zheng waved his hand and the three swords burst out, crossing an arc in the air, bypassing several people in front of him and shooting at Song Junhao, who was about to bite a Chinese audience.