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Chapter 390: The Dark Lord

"The light is fleeting, and darkness is eternal."

As the last few bytes were spit out, the dark hands were flying, and countless complex handprints were dazzlingly transformed into. His ten fingers, like monster claws, seemed extremely flexible at this moment.

"Ah! What's going on?"

Yang Ni's body suddenly lightened, and the black smoke coming out of him had merged with the dark environment above, but they still condensed but did not dissipate, as if a black rope tied Yang Ni to the absolute darkness.

Not only that, even though the black patches on the three wounds on Yang Ni's body had disappeared at this moment, the black smoke had taken root in his flesh and blood and was tied firmly. If we didn't look at the surface of them, it would be like a rope.

The three ropes are tighter and tighter, as if there is an inexplicable force in the darkness pulling him up little by little.

Yang Ni's abdomen had the largest wound, the thickest black smoke formed, and the strongest pulling force. In a blink of an eye, he was pulled horizontally into the air.

He quickly held the candle in his mouth and stretched out his left hand to grab the black smoke on his right arm. However, the black smoke was still black smoke. His hand passed through it, but the shape of the smoke column did not change at all.

Yang Ni struggled desperately, but the more intense his movements, the more painful the three wounds were torn and the faster the blood flowed.

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Yang Ni couldn't help but feel anxious, took the silver knife with his left hand and slashed hard at the black smoke pillar.

The silver knife cut through it without any obstacles, but the black smoke column still did not change.

Immediately afterwards, the faint green flame on the ancient tomb green shadow candle that was bitten in his mouth suddenly became prosperous, and the flames were automatically blown away, and the "hula" sounded more than doubled.

Yang Ni quickly raised his head, but his left hand, which was still able to move freely, quietly reached to his waist.

He stared at the darkness ahead, and the familiar sense of danger came again.

At the intersection of green light and black fields, a hideous giant face slowly emerged like a relief.

"Hi, it's useless. What do you think is this? Is it your flesh and blood? Or a cloud of smoke and dust? No, none of them are the darkness itself, and it is the manifestation of the soul master's divine will in the mortal world. You may be able to cut off the light, but you absolutely cannot cut off the darkness."

Yang Ni's thoughts changed rapidly and immediately understood what he meant. It turned out that he had always thought that what was coming out of his body was a kind of "black smoke", but in fact it was darkness that emerged from the light.

It was not until this moment that he understood what kind of existence this darkness was, and also understood why he could travel freely in the darkness and even receive a huge bonus.

Because to a certain extent, darkness is darkness itself, it is a life-long darkness.

The facts are not far from his speculation. The entire Black Soul Clan is in this state, and the one who gives them life is the Lord of Darkness, the soul master in their mouths.

I just don’t know what the relationship between this soul master and the Lord of Huangquan is.

And he no longer has time to think about these things.

Yang Ni keenly discovered that the darkness at this time was a little different from what he had seen before, that was, his body became a little lighter.

It may be a bit strange to say this. Since it is all dark, where does the difference between thickness and light come from?

But you should know that this No. 3 carriage has always been completely shrouded in absolute darkness, and in most places in the real world, there is very few such absolute darkness. Even in the middle of the night, various light sources can be seen everywhere.

The dark "lightness" is more like an instability.

What he had before was thick and indelible black, and even under the direct illumination of the green shadow of the ancient tomb, there were only ripples.

And now he appears, and you can find the difference between the two by comparing the absolute darkness behind him.

It seems that he directly summoned darkness from Yang Ni and spent a lot of his energy on him.

The candles with great flames in Yang Ni's hand were completely unconscious. Although his hands had not yet appeared, all above his waist had already broken free from the darkness and slowly floated towards him.

"I originally just wanted to kill you, but you actually injured my body and blasphemed the Supreme Soul Lord. The sin is unforgivable. I will exile you to [Dark Realm] and let your soul suffer eternal torture in the black prison!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the arc-shaped black background illuminated by the green shadows of the ancient tomb suddenly boiled in the arc-shaped black background like boiling water.

The next second, nearly a hundred black arms broke out from the darkness and grabbed Yang Ni, who was in the air from all directions.

Yang Ni is now hung in the air by the dark rope on his body, and the carriage is 4 meters high in total. The area that the green shadow of the ancient tomb in the excited state can illuminate is a ball with a diameter of 2 meters, which means that there is about 1 meter of dark area above and below him.

He is like a faint green bubble floating in the dark sea, and he will be completely submerged by darkness at any time.

The strange hands summoned from the darkness were the arms of those who were exiled to the "Dark Realm" he said. They were suffering in absolute darkness and could never escape.

What the dark one did was to open a connection between the "Dark Realm" and the "Unknown" train. When these people who had been sinking into the darkness forever saw the light emitted by Yang Ni, they immediately grabbed him like crazy.

Some of them were particularly weak and could not bear the green shadows of the ancient tombs, and they were scattered, but soon a new ghost hand would fill his position.

"Don't die!"

Yang Ni endured the severe pain from his body, barely took off the candle with his right hand, waved it hard, held a knife in his left hand, aimed at the nearest ones and chopped it over.

These black ghost hands are much more fragile than imagined. Yang Ni cut off at least three arms with this knife. The broken hands fell into the darkness and disappeared, and the new ghost hands would be quickly repaired.

Yang Ni moved quickly, and the silver knife flipped, and more than ten hands in front of him were cut off one after another.

But the number of these black ghost hands was too large. Every time he cut one, two would appear again. The more he cut it off, the more he would appear, and he would catch him densely like countless barbs.

Soon, the first ghost hand grabbed Yang Ni's foot, and he quickly kicked him away with his other foot, but the next moment more ghost hand grabbed his legs. Yang Ni's strength was many times stronger than any of them, but with these hundreds of hands exerting force at the same time, Yang Ni's resistance during his movements became more and more.

Just ten seconds later, except for the right hand holding the candle, Yang Ni's whole body was caught by a ghost hand, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

Even the green shadow of the ancient tomb seemed to be unable to withstand the suppression of these crazy ghost hands, and the illuminated circular area began to shrink inward.

"Hehe, it seems that your new friends are very welcome."

The ghost hand grabbed Yang Ni tightly, and a strange smile appeared on his huge black face. He moved forward a little closer, almost facing Yang Ni.

"Okay, let's be together forever from this world!"

The darkness seemed to enjoy the expression on Yang Ni's face at this moment. While he was speaking with satisfaction, he stretched out his hand from the darkness and gently stroked the area illuminated by the green shadow of the ancient tomb.

With his movements, a black line more than one meter long suddenly appeared in the dark green light [31 Novel Network     ].

Immediately afterwards, the midpoint of this line slowly expanded outward, as if a giant beast that had just woken up was opening its eyes lazily.

Within a few breaths, the line expanded into a spindle-shaped black hole.

The black hole was on the side of Yang Ni's head, and hovered alone in the light created by the green shadow of the ancient tomb. A kind of resentment that seemed to be substantial emerged from it.

After the black hole appeared, the ghost hands on Yang Ni's body seemed to have found the direction and pushed him into the hole with all force.

"No, I can't die here, I have something to do!"

Yang Ni's eyes widened, his eyes were blood red, and he was about to spit out fire. It was time to decide life and death, and he no longer had any backup plans.

"tyrannical!"

"Please carry the tripod!"

These two skills that can be actively stimulated are instantly released. In addition to the obsession liberation that cannot be used continuously in a short period of time, Yang Ni has now reached his strongest state.

Both skills were improved based on the original values. After using them, Yang Ni's four attributes were greatly changed.

【Mental Power: 305】

【Organization Strength: 607】

【Nerve response speed: 320】

【Cell Viability: 324】

At the same time, a violent bloodthirsty feeling suddenly broke out from the bottom of his heart, and the ghost hand holding his body tightly stimulated this kind of tyranny.

"Go to die for me!"

Yang Ni uttered these words from his throat, and then struggled hard with his left hand.

Under the unparalleled explosion of powerful force, the ghost hand holding his left arm was completely broken, almost half of the finger bones were directly twisted, and the rest were also turned outwards with nails.

He then slashed his backhand, and the arms of those ghost hands that kept grabbing him were cut off by more than a dozen, and a gap appeared on the left side of his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he danced the silver sword, and no ghost hand was spared.

In a few breaths, at least half of hundreds of ghost hands were cleared by him.

However, the three most critical "ropes" made of absolute darkness on him were not afraid of ordinary sword attacks. Yang Ni's body was still hung in the air. In this way, even if he cut off all the ghost hands of the Netherworld, it would be useless.

"Damn it, do you have to struggle like this? Why can't you die honestly for me!"

I had already thought I was sure to win and was angry when facing this scene.

He gritted his teeth tightly and formed several extremely complicated handprints in succession with his hands.

After doing this, his body became even thinner, and the light from the green shadow of the ancient tomb could even shine through his body to the other side.
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