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Remember [new] in one second! "It's good to be alive, but can we survive?"

Aaron said silently.

The monk looked at Aaron and said sternly: "Don't worry, I will try my best to keep you alive."

Wu Qingsheng stopped eating and said: "Master Weihuo, you don't need to worry about us. If you die, you will die. No wonder they are all dead."

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After finishing the last piece of meat in the bowl, Su Changxing looked back. The dead tree with the brilliant scarlet sky was very close at hand.

All of a sudden.

The light from the surrounding environment flows into the distance, and the bonfire trembles constantly as if it will go out at any time.

Dead trees grew out of the ground in the distance, and white porcelain dolls were placed on the sandy hills.

This is not a completely real change, but a change between the physical level and the spiritual level.

When you fully believe it, its existence will change.

"Bang bang bang~"

Gunshots rang out under the night sky.

Su Changxing fired intensively, firing the last round of bullets and scattering the growing dead trees one by one.

More than 20 people retreated instead of advancing, running towards the dead tree.

"Left, three o'clock."

Su Changxing observed these dead trees and suddenly shouted to the monk.

The monk drank the scriptures, changed direction and ran wildly into the darkness, as if he hit something and was bounced to the ground.

An illusory huge dark shadow appeared on the desert, staring at them with starry pupils.

[The Eye of Illusion and Reality: Essentially, it is a highly condensed huge amount of spirit, with majestic vitality, which appears as an entity under certain circumstances. 】

Ignoring the large pieces of flesh and blood that fell off, the monk bounced up from the ground and ran forward again. His whole body was glowing with golden light. He hugged the phantom, looked back, and roared:

"Kill it, Su Changxing, kill it!"

His body seemed to be rapidly dissolving in concentrated sulfuric acid. In an instant, he could see the dense skeleton behind him and his heart that was beating violently.

Su Changxing took out the candle in his pocket and threw it at the monk with all his strength. It flew out in an arc and retreated.

The gold-rimmed candle hit the monk's bones and shattered like glass into countless scattered fragments.

"Crack!"

The sound of a camera shutter.

With the candle as the center, everything within a twenty-meter radius froze, forming a semicircle filled with light blue, like a beautiful and realistic work of art.

The scattered gravel hovered in the air and formed a veil. Monk Chesili's expression was frozen with half of his skeletal face, and his shadowy blue star pupils were staring at Su Changxing.

Su Changxing stood just on the edge of the blue ball, took out the crying totem from his backpack, inserted it into the sand, and then ran forward.

"Boom, boom~"

He took out his revolver and pointed it at the phantom and pulled the trigger continuously. The bullet hit the edge of the blue ball, stopped, and moved forward slowly.

Replace the bullets and keep shooting.

One, two, three...

He fired more than ten bullets in a row.

More than a dozen bullets stopped at the edge of the ball and advanced slowly.

The attraction from the Weeping Totem keeps getting stronger and wider, like a whirlpool with positive feedback and no bottom.

Su Changxing felt the loss of life force and accelerated backwards. He saw Wu Qingsheng lying on the ground beside him. He looked at him sideways, his eyes widened and his mouth moved: "Run quickly."

The flesh and blood all over his body shriveled up quickly under the huge attraction, and his eyes became gray and lost their aura.

There was still a happy look on his face.

Everyone fell under the shroud of the Weeping Totem, and a large amount of their life force was drained.

Su Changxing did not expect that the Weeping Totem would have such terrifying lethality, nor did he expect that they would not have time to escape.

"Help me~"

Qu Zhaoyu fell down in front of Su Changxing and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Su Changxing grabbed his body and grabbed the sickle in one hand. His body turned into a ghost and turned into a ray of light and ran away.

The blue ball shattered, and the shadow continued to tremble under the strong attraction. Then, more than ten bullets hit its body back and forth, bursting into sparks.

Countless dense, high and low screams echoed in the space, as if they were about to pierce the eardrums.

"is that useful?"

Su Changxing felt that the attraction of the Weeping Totem had disappeared. Looking back, he found that the Weeping Totem was still broken and fell to the ground without any luster.

The phantom also disappeared without a trace.

Everything fell into silence again.

Under a dark blue and gray sky, in a dark and deserted wilderness, there were still a few sparks on the campfire that had not been completely extinguished, flickering in and out of light in the wind.

Su Changxing put Qu Zhaoyu on the ground, checked his condition, and asked, "Can he still move? He is probably safe now."

Qu Zhaoyu's eyes were piercing, feeling the emptiness in his body, and he said slowly: "I should be dying soon."

Su Changxing sat down and a card appeared in his hand. He thought about it and said, "You are lucky, you should be able to survive."

On the card is Huang Biao's face.

Three, three, three.

[Stealing recovery: Healing others requires water. It will consume a lot of physical and mental energy. The stronger the target, the greater the consumption. 】

He poured a whole bottle of water onto Qu Zhaoyu and placed his hands above it, glowing with light fluorescence. The water seemed to come alive and began to flow on its own.

Although this ability was stolen, the effect of his use of this ability was definitely much stronger than that of Huang Biao, but Qu Zhaoyu also suffered a severe loss of vitality and was almost dying.

Su Changxing looked at him and chuckled: "Ha, actually, it is not necessarily a good thing that I saved you. You will suffer more torture, and you may die in the end."

Qu Zhaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better, and said with a numb expression: "It is better to die than to live... Are we considered to have won?"

"You won? In a sense, you can. At least it had some effect. What about the tree that broke off?"

Su Changxing closed his eyes and looked at the dead trees in the sky, showing a cold smile.

A large section was missing from the top of the dead tree, and the branches were completely gone, like a complete puzzle missing a large piece.

"You wait, rest here, I'll go back and take a look."

He walked back and saw mummies all over the ground in the distance, as well as the half-skeletal corpse of a monk, kneeling on the ground, looking in his direction.

Su Changxing came closer and looked at him, his eyebrows trembling constantly. He felt that the monk was full of death wish, and said to himself:

"It seems that there really is no such thing as Buddha in this world, it is just human beings' self-comfort."

He picked up the broken totem from the sand and observed it.

[Broken Healing Totem (Bing Crown Upper): Gathers a large amount of vitality and has unimaginable healing effects. It can be used once. 】