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The soldiers were in a hurry to get out of the city.

"Retreat! Retreat!" The deputy director's bald forehead was covered with cold sweat. He followed the team to retreat in the thick scarlet fog and shouted loudly into the intercom.

This was not only because of fear, but also because of pain.

Because for some reason, he felt a needle-like pain in his body at this time, which was torture.

Teams of soldiers holding guns and wearing protective clothing ran out of the thick scarlet fog. It can be seen that they were all quite scared.

Who wouldn't be scared if this happened to them? The scarlet fog that had permeated the entire old city for a whole night finally dissipated, but as soon as the troops were sent in, the fog returned again in the blink of an eye, as if it was consciously attracting them in.

The helicopters in the sky were buzzing and flying around, and the wind and waves caused by the rotation of the blades not only did not dispel the thick red fog, but made the red fog even thicker, which made the pilot frightened and lifted the helicopter again to leave the red fog area.

However, if it was just the red fog, they would not be so scared. The most important thing was the various shrill screams and the sound of houses collapsing from the depths of the red fog from time to time.

"Damn, are all the ghosts going in for a meeting? The ghosts are crying and howling, it sounds like giving birth!" The deputy director wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted heavily.

Fortunately, he took another step and then successfully broke out of the red fog.

After breaking through the red fog, the oncoming lineup made him look stunned, and then cold sweat broke out from behind him.

Armored tanks have gathered in front of him, and the dilapidated buildings around the old city that have not been demolished have been completely crushed into ruins by these behemoths.

Teams of armed soldiers followed the tanks on both sides, and hundreds of tanks have formed a siege formation to surround the old city in front of him.

Looking into the distance, more tanks are still driving towards this direction in the distance, and vehicle-mounted drones are following the road flattened by the tanks and approaching here quickly.

"Gulp!" The deputy director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and only one thought remained in his mind.

"It's bad, things are going to get out of hand!"

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A severely decayed man lay motionless in a large pit in the ruins. Wu Wen, who was twitching in pain but intact, stood trembling in front of the man, relying on Hong Yuan's support to barely avoid falling to the ground.

Hong Yuan's scarlet blood lines densely covered the two people, like a phoenix tail, arrogant and beautiful, and amazing.

If you look closely, Hong Yuan's scarlet blood lines are not only gathered behind her, but there is actually a scarlet figure mixed in her scarlet blood lines. At this time, the figure is held up in the air by the dense scarlet blood lines, and is constantly sucked by the blood lines that pierce his body. Even struggling is useless.

Thick scarlet resentment dissipated from Hong Yuan's body, most of it rose into the air, making the scarlet fog thicker, while a small part was inhaled into Wu Wen's body, relieving his nerve deficiency.

In just one hour, he was beaten to death more than 200 times, or his body was torn apart more than 200 times. This kind of pain in the flesh and blood simply made his pain nerves numb.

Fortunately, the result was obvious. With the bond between him and Hong Yuan, he still won the final victory.

The corpse of the sect master rotted along with his soul in the end. The soul degenerated into a fierce ghost. At this time, it was wrapped by Hong Yuan's blood and was almost absorbed.

The body was severely rotten, but there were no maggots.

But none of this mattered. What mattered was the very conspicuous door in the pit of the ruins.

A blood-red door stood quietly in the middle of the ruins. The door and the door frame seemed to be made of blood-colored mist, but it was so solid that it didn't look like mist.

The door had been opened from the outside. The blood-red door was connected to the door hinge, and the door was open, and the dark inside could be seen.

Except for the evil spirit taken away by Hong Yuan, nothing ran out of the door, no ghosts, no resentment, no fog, just a simple blood-red door.

But for some reason, Wu Wen felt his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was terrified. It could even be said that there was an indescribable feeling.

The fear gathered in his heart, making his body feel like it was soaked in ice water, cold and painful, cold and terrifying.

"I..." Wu Wen just opened his mouth and exhaled, and the blood-red door in the ruins pit in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Fuck!" Wu Wen was shocked and even wanted to turn around and run.

But he found that he couldn't run at all, let alone take a step, and even couldn't turn around.

He moved his body slightly, and then he was horrified to find that the only action he could take was to move forward, and to move towards the blood-red door in front of him.

"It's bad!" Wu Wen wailed in his heart, but still had a trace of luck.

What if I am the chosen one!

Wu Wen made up his mind and stopped hesitating. He followed the traction of the blood-red door in front of him and slowly stepped forward.

The scarlet door handle was held by Wu Wen's palm, and then the whole blood-red door was pulled hard by Wu Wen.

"Bang!" The door was closed again, and Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing!" Wu Wen hesitated and set a flag.

Who would have thought that just as the idea in his mind arose, the blood-red door in front of him suddenly began to change and shrink, and then instantly turned into a red light and rushed into his brow.

Wu Wen was startled, and before he could scream, the piercing pain suddenly broke out in his mind.

"Hmph!" Wu Wen snorted coldly, and then wailed directly.

"Ahhhhh!!!" The whole brain seemed to be broken open and poured with boiling hot chili oil. The pain occurred in his skull. He felt that his brain was burned by red-hot iron or boiling hot oil, and a circle of pustules appeared, and even the whole brain was put into boiling hot oil for tormenting.

The extreme pain made veins pop out on his face, and he fell to the ground wailing, even kneeling on the ground and banging his head on the bricks and stones of the ruins on the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The extreme pain made him feel like dying, his head was deformed by the impact, and even his eyeballs fell out of his eye sockets.

However, even so, it still couldn't make up for the pain in his mind.

"Ah!!!" Wu Wen wailed, and even smashed his head on the bricks and stones, and his brains flowed out, but he could still feel the extreme pain.

It seemed that this pain was not caused by him, but the pain from the inside of his soul.

"Ah, he really didn't lie to me at all!!!"