After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The black fog was like sticky ink, tightly wrapping Qin He.

Less than a hundred feet into the Demonic Abyss, a piercing suction force surged from all directions.

It was as if countless invisible tentacles were wrapped around his limbs and bones, frantically pulling at the life force in his body.

He subconsciously clenched his silver spear, trying to circulate his golden energy and blood to resist.

But the qi and blood were like a leaky raft, spilling out uncontrollably.

As soon as it seeped out of the pores, it was instantly swallowed by the black mist, without even a ripple.

And no matter what means Qin He used, he could not stop it. He could only watch himself shrink and become weaker and weaker.

Qin He's heart sank and he looked at his palm.

The pale skin that had originally turned pale after the fierce battle was also gradually losing its color.

The temperature of the fingertips is also disappearing bit by bit.

"This devouring power... seems to be able to directly affect the source of life?"

Qin He gritted his teeth and took out a top-grade Hui Yuan Dan. However, as soon as the pill left the storage bag, fine cracks appeared on its surface.

Before the light golden medicinal fragrance dissipated, it shattered into a handful of lifeless gray-white powder with a slight sound.

Qin He's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly took out a newly bought Qi Condensation Grass.

The emerald green grass leaves turned yellow and withered immediately when exposed to the black fog.

But in less than half an hour, the fresh spiritual herb turned into a handful of withered residue, emitting a rotten smell.

Compared to the degree to which living people are pulled away, dead things seem to be pulled away faster.

"It's not just my vital energy and blood...even my vitality seems to be draining away faster."

Qin He touched his cheek; his skin was taut, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

A terrible thought flashed through his mind: ancient books record that there is "time quicksand" deep in the Demon Abyss, which can accelerate the aging of all things.

Could it be that this black fog also has such characteristics?

Can't stay here any longer.

Qin He retreated hastily, but just as he reached the edge, he heard the shouts of armored soldiers in the distance. Through the cracks in the black fog, he could see three hundred red-flame armored soldiers, a cascade of golden light, and ten silver guards patrolling on dark black panthers, completely sealing off the outer perimeter.

The pressure emanating from the central golden chariot made it difficult for him to breathe.

He is a powerful person from the other shore realm. I am no match for him now.

Can't beat them, can't escape.

This is to trap him here to death.

He gripped the broken blade of the Chaos Shovel in his arms tightly, his knuckles turning white.

His thoughts couldn't help but drift back to before he stepped into the Demon Abyss. At that time, he keenly sensed that a secret tracking mark had been planted in his body. In order to avoid implicating Daya Jin and others, he chose to go into the Demon Abyss alone, intending to use the natural barrier to stop the enemy.

Da Jin Ya split up his troops into another group to do his thing. Although the probability of success was low, it was Qin He's last resort, so he had no choice but to trust him.

I never expected that the strangeness of this place was far beyond my expectation, and I ended up in a dead end.

The devouring power of the black fog around him did not weaken even though he stopped going deeper. Instead, it continued to consume his energy and blood like a cancer attached to his bones.

He could even clearly feel that the arm holding the gun had begun to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

He leaned his back against the cold rock, forced himself to calm down, and thought rapidly.

The envoy of God is of noble status and must value his life. He would not dare to take risks easily. The most likely possibility is that he would send his subordinates to explore the way first.

But this is useless. Killing a few men will not solve the problem, it will only expose yourself.

If they don't send anyone in, but instead surround me without attacking, forcing me out, then if I don't leave, I will be consumed to death by this demonic abyss sooner or later...

While I was thinking, a noisy sound of footsteps came from afar.

Mixed with a mournful cry:

"Ah, this devilish mist, it's going to suck me dry!"

"Please spare my life, sir! The Demonic Abyss is too dangerous. I can't go any further! Please spare my life, please spare my life!"

A familiar voice made Qin He's heart move. Elder Black Stone?

The Demon Abyss is a very special place, surrounded by gray fog. Looking from the outside in, it is a black chaos and you can't see anything clearly.

But if you look out from the inside, the gray fog is like a lens, which makes things hazy and only allows you to see a little.

Qin He looked carefully and saw the man rolling and crawling, crying and shouting.

Isn’t it the Black Stone Elder who marked himself?

There is no need to take action against other people if they don’t meet them, but as for this Black Stone Elder, if he is not killed, the mark will probably not be erased.

It seems that the messenger of God is very anxious, otherwise he would not have resorted to such a desperate measure.