Zhuang Zhou's face was solemn, and he looked at the void behind the black liquid messenger, somewhat surprised and uncertain.

But he still shouted in a deep voice: "To deal with cruel things, you really need a cruel heart!"

There was a maturity, helplessness and determination in his voice that was completely inconsistent with his previous character.

Gui'an was surprised when he saw the expression and eyes on Zhuang Zhou's face, which was like a completely different person, and he quickly looked back.

His goldfish eyes were wide open, but as far as he could see, he saw nothing in this room.

The Night Messenger also saw Zhuang Zhou's expression. He was slightly startled, then turned around suddenly, his long dark red robe and mandarin jacket moving automatically without any wind.

He raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and with just one glance, his originally dull eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Then, he gently touched the bronze crutch in his hand to the ground.

A ray of sharp white light suddenly shot out from the hole in the middle of the bronze crutch, and streaked straight into the empty void in the room.

Only a "puff" sound was heard, the sound was like a sharp knife cutting the flesh.

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air in the void five meters away from the black liquid messenger, but it was already cut in half by the sharp white light.

The black shadow was cut in half by the white light. No blood flowed out, but a pungent stench suddenly filled the entire room.

Zhuang Zhou smelled the incomparable stench and quickly covered his mouth and nose with one hand, but his stomach couldn't help turning and he wanted to vomit.

But he only hiccuped twice, and suddenly he felt a little hungry and thirsty.

Zhuang Zhou then remembered that he had not eaten breakfast, lunch or even a sip of water.

He cursed secretly: "My day, with the situation in front of me, it would be really difficult to take a bite!"

Zhuang Zhou didn't have time to think anymore, his eyes were fixed on the black shadow that was divided into two halves.

At this time, a small half of the black shadow turned into fine black powder the moment it was cut open by the white light.

These powders scattered on the floor in the room, making a "squeaking" sound, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

But the white floor was full of holes in corrosion.

But the other half of the black shadow twisted its body in the air like a black snake. After rolling a few times out of thin air, it quickly and fiercely pounced towards the short body of the Black Liquid Messenger.

When the black liquid messenger saw the mostly black shadow coming towards him from the sky, his short body of 1.5 meters trembled in his long robe, and his face showed a bit of solemnity, but he was still extremely indifferent.

He did not dodge, but suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, raised his head, and stared intently at the large black shadow flying forward.

But when most of the black shadows were about to pounce in front of him, he suddenly lifted the crutch in his hand and made a cross in front of him.

Soon enough, the horizontal bronze crutch in the Black Liquid Messenger's hand shook slightly, and a dazzling white light shot out from it again.

The white light was like a linear blade, which collided with most of the black shadow that came towards me.

With a clean and crisp "chuff" sound, the large half of the black shadow, "chuff" emitting black smoke, was once again cut into two even halves by the white light.

"Hey------ah------", a long and shrill ghostly cry resounded throughout the room.

After Zhuang Zhou heard this, his eardrums hurt and his body couldn't help but tremble.

At that moment, he felt as if the tip of his heart was frozen, and there was a brief stiffness immediately, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating.

Fortunately, this pause only lasted for three or two seconds. Zhuang Zhou felt a surge of heat immediately rising from his lower abdomen, and his heart function immediately recovered.

The black shadow cut in half, like a severed black snake, stopped immediately in front of the Black Liquid Messenger, very close to his chest.

The black liquid messenger's short body did not move, and he waved the sleeve of his robe with his other hand, and flicked towards the two halves of the black shadow that stopped in front of him.

The two halves of the black shadow rolled violently twice before turning into black powder and falling to the ground one after another.

There was a "beep" sound again, and after the black powder disappeared, the floor was already covered with tiny black holes.

The dark red robe and mandarin jacket of the Black Liquid Messenger were not stained with any black powder, and his face remained as indifferent as usual.

The surrounding area became quiet, but the strange smell still did not dissipate, permeating every corner of the room.

Seeing that neither the Black Liquid Messenger nor Gui'an took any measures, Zhuang Zhou thought of putting his hand down.

But as soon as he released his hand covering his mouth and nose, the fishy smell immediately penetrated his nostrils.

He couldn't help but sneered, and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands. He really couldn't get used to smelling this extremely disgusting smell.

And just then.

The Black Liquid Messenger's face changed, and his indifferent eyes immediately showed a bit of anxiety.

He was seen standing his bronze crutch firmly on the ground, while his eyes were fixed on the glass double doors eight meters in front of him, with a wary look on his face.

Three seconds later, Zhuang Zhou noticed that the void in the room began to smell of lifelessness.

The black liquid messenger did not look back, but asked coldly: "Boy Zhuang Zhou, Gui'an, who of you two left clues outside?"

He then added: "Otherwise, how could the Phantom of the Underworld find this place and come so fast?"

After hearing this, Gui'an looked blank, opened his mouth, and looked at Zhuang Zhou. Looking at his expression, he seemed aggrieved that he had been wronged.

Zhuang Zhou was surprised when he heard the Black Liquid Messenger's question.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable suddenness in his heart, and he stared closely at the backs of Gui'an and the Black Liquid Messenger, looking a little nervous.

He cursed secretly: "My God, how could I know where I left any clues?"

But before Gui'an could wait for Zhuang Zhou to reply, the glass double doors of the room that were originally closed slowly opened to both sides.

The double glass doors seemed to be forced open by a pair of invisible hands, making a "creak" sound.

Hearing this sound in his ears, Zhuang Zhou's teeth ached.

The purple light in his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but blink.

In a blur, Zhuang Zhou saw a wisp of black shadow coming in from outside the door, which made the hair on his body stand on end.

At this moment, a dark phantom suddenly appeared in the room.

The temperature in the room instantly dropped several degrees, and at the same time, there was a bone-chilling chill.

Zhuang Zhou first heard the hair-raising "Jie, Jie Jie..." Several strange laughs came from the dark phantom.

Then, the phantom suddenly stood up and expanded in all directions, turning into a dark and thick ghost in the blink of an eye.

Then, the hands, feet, head, torso, etc. were separated from the ghost at the same time.

In the end, he turned into a dark humanoid monster.

None of Zhuang Zhou's bodies moved, they all stared closely at the monster transformed from the phantom in front of them.

His head was as big as a bucket, and the exposed part of his neck was very short.

It seemed as if his neck was pressed into his shoulder blades by his huge head.

His eyes were bulging, his nostrils were pointed upward, his fangs were gaping, and his facial features were all twisted and squeezed into a round and dark face.

He was nine feet tall, almost as tall as the roof of the house, with thick limbs and hook-like fingernails.

The most important thing is that he doesn't have a hair on his body, and his whole body exudes a lifeless and gloomy aura.

He bulged his eyes, and first glanced at the Black Liquid Messenger lifelessly.

Then, he stared at Gui'an and Zhuang Zhou, with a hungry ghost-like greed in his eyes.

When Zhuang Zhou first saw such legendary phantoms (ghosts), he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and timid.

After all, this was the first time Zhuang Zhou faced a physical phantom, and it seemed that this phantom was very powerful and ferocious.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the passage behind him, but he didn't see Master An Shen.

Moreover, he discovered that the perspective function of the pair of infinite gold coins in his pupils was not revealed at this time.

He cursed secretly: "In my day, Lord Anshen just bullied a weak and fearful woman, and ran away as soon as he touched a strong enemy!"

After cursing, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but look at Gui'an, who was only one step away from him, and saw the calmness on Gui'an's face, although Gui'an's body was trembling slightly.

He looked at the Black Liquid Messenger again and saw that he was also calm and composed, although his face showed unusual solemnity and heaviness.

Zhuang Zhou was stunned and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

But his habit of thinking casually seemed to be replaced by cursing secretly in his heart.

Zhuang Zhou cursed secretly in his heart again: "My, boy Zhuang Zhou, you are now the elemental seed with perfect attributes that Master An Shen said, but your courage is still as timid and suspicious as before."

"Boy Zhuang Zhou, what you are doing is not the behavior of a man!"

"What's more, they said that you have to be the boss of the future seeds of this planet, and you have to take on the mission of returning and saving this planet."

"Boy Zhuang Zhou, don't you make people laugh at your stupidity? You are not even as good as the rough man Gui'an, but you still deserve to be called boss?"

"------"

Zhuang Zhou scolded himself a lot in his heart. Judging from his tone, he seemed to be cheering for himself.

He felt a little more at ease now, his face straightened, he took a step forward and stood side by side with Gui'an.

Gui'an turned his head, gave Zhuang Zhou a thumbs up, and gave him a thumbs up.

He didn't have the usual evil smile on his face, nor did he have the flattering attitude he had not long ago, but instead showed a slight sense of honesty and simplicity.

Zhuang Zhou was stunned for a moment, his cheeks turned red, and he felt even more guilty.

In order to cover himself up, he glanced at the monster a few steps away.

But when Zhuang Zhou saw this, he became furious.

I saw that his whole body was shaking, his fists were clenched, his eyes were wide open, his pupils flashed with purple light, and a ball of red flames appeared all over his body.

Then, he took a step forward, as fast as lightning, and rushed directly towards the tall ghost monster in the blink of an eye.

The black liquid messenger was caught off guard. Seeing Zhuang Zhou duck out of the way, he rushed towards the phantom of the underworld.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Hey, this kid is finally angry!"

Then, he added: "This is what a perfect elemental seed should look like!"

Gui'an also immediately took a step forward, stood beside the Black Liquid Messenger, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master Black Liquid Messenger, I looked at Brother Zhuang Zhou, oh, no, Boss Zhuang Zhou, why does he look like an angry king?"

The black liquid messenger turned his head and looked at Gui'an with a little interest. The indifference on his face was no longer there, but was filled with longing and hope.
Chapter completed!