The old man stabbed his sharp claws with his fingers, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he murmured:

"At the fourth watch, the whole village died."

Everyone in the village died. Hearing these words, Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart and his scalp tingled slightly.

There are no normal people in this dungeon, and the villagers have long since died. They retain their human form during the day, but at night, nourished by Yin Qi, they will turn into ghost corpses?

Fuck, I find it strange that there are so many living people in this dungeon, and the femininity of the A-level dungeon is so gentle, so there is not a single one alive.

All of a sudden, he understood how the Demon Lord had tried and made a mistake.

The demon lord gathered a group of villagers to play a game, and they all turned into yin corpses at night. The game failed, but the demon lord did not die immediately. Maybe he happened to have two yin corpses, or there were other means.

In short, he summed up the rules and found that as long as three people play the game, they can avoid the ghost doll's killing rules.

At this time, the reason in the old man's eyes completely disappeared, and he turned into a bloodthirsty fetish, rushing towards Zhang Yuanqing beside him.

boom!

The Dead No. 1 intercepted from the side, slammed into it forcefully, and flew the old man.

The game was forced to end.

"Hee hee, I want to play games too~"

A tender and clear voice sounded behind Zhang Yuanqing.

A chilly breath clung to his back, and the next second, Zhang Yuanqing's neck clicked, and his head was twisted behind him.

"Kacha Kacha."

His legs and hands were twisted behind him simultaneously, and the joints twisted like a puppet that was put together randomly.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing was just like a poor worm possessed by a ghost in a horror movie. Under the possession of a ghost, his body structure appeared anti-human and shockingly distorted.

His head was turned back, and his eyes sank so that he could see the shoulder blades.

The joints of his hands and feet were also twisted 180 degrees. Except for his torso, all his limbs were turned upside down.

Except for wood demon and water ghost, if they were switched to other professions, they would have been killed on the spot if they suffered such exaggerated injuries.

Ye Youshen's powerful vitality and self-healing power kept him from dying on the spot.

"Hee hee, it's fun, it's fun."

A childish crisp voice came from Zhang Yuanqing's body.

In the next second, Zhang Yuanqing's upper body slowly leaned back, his feet were straight, his heels were not moving, and his waist was slightly bent, like a fully drawn bow.

His ribs protruded one by one, and his spine moaned on the verge of breaking.

No, it can't be done. Zhang Yuanqing's heart shuddered.

If the spine is broken, with the healing ability of the third-level Night God, it is absolutely impossible to recover in a short period of time. He will lose the ability to deal with the crisis of the dungeon, and he will definitely die.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he used the ghost bride for the first time, his limbs were cold and paralyzed, unable to use his strength, and his body was not controlled by his brain.

As the waist continued to bend, Zhang Yuanqing felt a slight pain in the cervical spine. JrNovels.com