Chapter 721 Black Mucus

They actually felt fear!

"How is this possible?"

"Fear actually surrounded my heart, I have no emotional sense at all!"

These demons roared one after another. They really couldn't figure out what kind of power could make them fall into fear.

But the soul in the body was trembling uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of its body at any time.

"My fear is rebelling against me, it is betraying my soul!" The fear shadow was the most intense among these demons.

It itself uses the power of fear.

But at this moment, fear actually betrayed it and was rejecting it. The organs and flesh in the body were beating uncontrollably, wanting to disintegrate, and a strong rejection reaction occurred.

This was simply a fantasy for it. It played with the fear of countless people, but it didn't expect that one day it would be bitten back by fear.

"No, no, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, hiss, my head, my body, it hurts, it hurts so much, don't leave me, go back, don't leave my body, I am your master!"

"This is betrayal, my body betrayed my soul! Ah--!"

Amid the screams of the fearful demon shadow, with a 'puff', its body suddenly exploded and turned into a large number of black fragments, splashing everywhere.

These fragments fell to the ground, quickly decomposed into black mucus, and then rose into gas and disappeared.

And the large group of invisible fear left in the original place poured into Wu Heng's body.

"Well, it tastes a bit like frozen pears, with sweetness in the decay." Wu Heng tasted the fear, smacked his lips, and described it with lingering meaning.

The other eight demons were completely stunned when they saw the situation in front of them.

"Who can tell me what happened?" They were roaring wildly in their hearts.

As one of the ten demons of hell, the fearful shadow, which is feared by creatures, actually exploded and died in fear of others, and even the soul was collected.

This is simply a big joke.

The other party did not even do it.

Not to mention telling the other stinking demons, even if it happened in front of them, they still cannot doubt it.

A black shadow appeared in Wu Heng's palm. This is the soul of the fearful shadow that merged into fear and shattered with the explosion of steel.

After Wu Heng controlled its fear, these soul fragments naturally condensed again.

"Not bad, excellent material!" Wu Heng admired it as if no one was around, and put it into the life box.

Then he slowly turned his head and looked at the eight remaining fierce and evil guys in front of him, enough to make ordinary people's souls collapse, as if he was looking at eight sweet cans.

"Don't let me down, the ten... no, eight demons from hell!" Wu Heng smiled.

"Hiss, run!"

In front of Wu Heng, who was only the size of a normal person and looked very small, their bodies were as tall as a building, but they seemed to have only the courage of an ant.

The eight guys roared and ran away, each showing a different state, either melting into the shadow, or dissipating into nothingness, or turning into blood.

But at the same time, they all stopped.

A layer of gray barrier appeared around them at some point, coming from the realm of the hell of fear, and it had surrounded this place at some point.

Boom, boom, boom!

They hit it frantically, but it was useless, and the barrier did not move at all.

"Fight, kill him!"

With no hope of escape, the eight huge and ferocious guys turned around and started a fight of trapped beasts.

"It's really interesting, but that's it, I've lost interest, your form and strength don't seem to suit me, which makes me a little disappointed."

Wu Heng had already noticed their respective power attributes during their escape just now.

Easily stretched out his right hand.

Hualalalal.

The sound of countless chains surged from the ground, like surging lightning and thunderclouds, rushing into the sky, like a river of iron chains flowing backwards into the sky.

Each chain contained a powerful nightmare force.

The three-eyed sphere in the sky, with a gray light column covering the area, bound the demons who wanted to dodge to the side.

The chains penetrated their bodies, but they were still surging upwards.

Like an endless long saw, the flesh, internal organs, and energy in their bodies were all cut off bit by bit, like a slow slicing, and carried into the gray clouds in the sky.

The ashes kept falling, as if to bury them.

All kinds of hideous screams were heard incessantly, which was the pain they had never cried out in their lives!

It lasted for about an incense stick of time.

The place where the eight demons stood was empty, without even the slightest trace left, all wiped out by the endless chains.

And below the invisible hell of fear, these chains coiled into seven large rolls, constantly squeezing each other like a millstone.

The energy and matter carried between their rings, under a special charm, turned into black mucus, flowing into the depression below.

This is the essence of the power of these eight demons, which was extracted by Wu Heng from the Seven Evils Ritual using a simplified method.

This pile of things is all good sacrificial materials.

"I still gained something from this trip!"

Wu Heng collected the black mucus and looked at the hell around him. It was quiet all around. All the howling sounds stopped and there was no one.

But Wu Heng could sense that there were still many ordinary demons in this hell, some strong and some weak.

Most of them were not even as good as ordinary people. Only after killing and devouring each other could they evolve.

Those who could occupy a place were the nightmare bugs that gave Frandy power.

His mind moved, and in the ash area where he stood, a dense crowd of fear demons suddenly emerged from under the ground, squeezing each other.

These guys came to the materialized fear hell and stood quietly, because they knew that their "master" had summoned them and was watching them.

This was engraved in their souls and consciousness, the only belief these guys had.

It was also the only existence that could keep them quiet.

"Go, go hunting, you can eat whatever you want here, how much you can strengthen yourself depends on you." Wu Heng waved his hand.

After receiving Wu Heng's order, these fear demons and cursers instantly boiled, rushing in all directions like a flood of death, rushing into the nightmare hell of this plot world.

Screams and killings continued to sound.

The monsters in this plot hell ushered in their doomsday.

Facing the fear demons, Wu Heng was still there, and the fear demons were blessed by the fear hell. (End of this chapter)