Pfft!
After cutting the last Cursed Spirit in half, Shinji shouldered the Kubikiribōchō and let out a breath.
Although they were gifts delivered to his door, it was still quite troublesome to eat them all.
Fortunately, his dog at home was powerful, and after a frantic tearing, he finally successfully harvested a large sum of Cursed Soul Points for him.
"I got a total of 17,500 Cursed Soul Points, not bad, not bad, adding the original ones, I can do two more ten-pulls."
Shinji felt comfortable all of a sudden.
As expected, this kind of way of killing a large group was the fastest and most efficient way to 'make money'.
It was just that this kind of opportunity was hard to come by.
Because generally speaking, the number of Cursed Spirits gathered together wouldn't be too large. To appear in such groups, there must be the existence of a [Special Grade Cursed Spirit] to gather all these low-level Cursed Spirits together.
And not every [Special Grade Cursed Spirit] was willing to do this.
Involving [Special Grade Cursed Spirits], the strong ones could be so strong that they made you doubt your life, and the weak ones could also make you doubt your life and ask, is that it?
So there weren't really many opportunities like this.
"Finally killed all these ghosts."
Hidan threw away the Blade Scythe, spread his arms, and lay on the sand.
Then the next second...
"Ah, hot, hot, hot..."
He jumped up again, howling.
Shinji covered his forehead, looking speechless.
How could a person be so stupid?
Shaking his head and ignoring this husky, he took out the [Greedy Eyeball] and fed it the blood and flesh on the ground.
Although he should have killed them all, it was safer to explore again to avoid any fish slipping through the net.
The satiated [Greedy Eyeball] immediately emitted circles of invisible light. If there were any Cursed Spirits in the exploration range, Shinji could immediately determine their location.
100 meters, 200 meters, 300 meters... Suddenly, Shinji raised his head and looked to the left front.
"Huh? Nothing?"
Although he didn't see anything, Shinji was very sure that there was a Cursed Spirit 300 meters away.
"Hidan, be..."
Shinji wanted to tell Hidan to be careful.
But before he could finish speaking, the sand under Hidan's feet seemed to suddenly come alive, stretching out countless hands, hold on tightly him, and desperately pulling him down.
Shinji cursed in a low voice, and just as he was about to go over to help, his feet suddenly lost their footing.
"Quicksand?!"
He was very surprised at this moment.
He was very sure that just before, this area didn't have quicksand.
But after they were attacked, the quicksand appeared strangely.
This couldn't help but make him suspect that it was the work of the Cursed Spirit he hadn't seen.
Pa!
Two blood bags were immediately squeezed open.
The flowing blood went all the way down his legs.
After feeling that it was about right, he immediately activated his curse power to control it.
Kaka Kaka...
The blood under Shinji's feet, along with the yellow sand, formed a crystal board.
Then he immediately stepped on it to borrow strength and jumped out of the quicksand pit.
But at this time, only half of Hidan's body was still outside, and there were still many sand hands on his body pulling him down.
If he was really buried alive by quicksand, Hidan's immortality would be useless, and he could only be buried alive in this desert, suffering a fate worse than death.
At this time, Shinji already knew that the area near Hidan had turned into quicksand, so he didn't easily go to rescue him. Instead, after ensuring that he was in a safe position, he threw two sturdy blood ropes and threw them into Hidan's hands.
"Tie them to yourself, I'll find a way to pull you out."
Hidan didn't hesitate when he heard this, while resisting the sand hands on his body, he struggled to wind the ropes around himself.
It was just that these sand hands were too much in the way, and the struggle inevitably made the sinking speed faster.
Hidan estimated it, and no longer fought to the end.
One blood rope was simply wrapped around his chest, and the other blood rope was simply wrapped around his neck circle by circle, tied in a dead knot.
After he finished doing this, as expected, the blood rope on his body had been untied.
Now it was too late to tie it again, because the quicksand was about to reach his neck.
"Pull!"
Hidan shouted loudly.
Shinji didn't hesitate and immediately pulled outward with force.
Hidan's neck was immediately strangled into a cyan-purple color, and his face was also flushed red, but his body was indeed coming out little by little.
If it were someone else, they might be suffocated to death by the quicksand or strangled to death.
But neither Shinji nor Hidan had considered this kind of thing.
Even if his neck was strangled, it wouldn't take long to recover. If he was really swallowed by quicksand, that would be fatal!
Creak, creak...
That was the sound coming from Hidan's neck, and Hidan's eyes were already rolling back from being strangled.
But at this moment, Shinji felt a strong sense of crisis from behind.
Without thinking, he knew that this must be the enemy's attack, taking advantage of his inconvenience to rescue people.
But...
"I've been guarding against you!"
Scarlet Scale Motion - Carry!
Blood marks with mysterious colors leaped and appeared on his face, and his power and speed were all instantly increased to the limit that his body could bear.
Then he held the rope with one hand, and with a strong yank, he directly throw out Hidan from the quicksand.
The other hand gripped the Kubikiribōchō and slashed backward with all his strength!
This knife, even steel couldn't stop!
At the same time, the blood surrounding him also turned into a handful of sharp blades and flew backward.
Swish!
A look of astonishment appeared in Shinji's eyes, because his knife had actually missed?
The enemy wasn't behind him?
No, that hair-raising sense of crisis was still there.
At this time, Shinji noticed with the corner of his eye that although the other party was still barely maintaining a human form, it was more like an old photo with pixel distortion, composed of grains.
The Kubikiribōchō passed through the other party's body without causing any damage, and the blood blades were directly absorbed at the same time as they touched the other party?!
It seemed that the other party wanted to give him a warm hug.
But Shinji knew that if the other party succeeded, his end might not be too good.
He had to avoid it!
But in order to save Hidan, and that knife just now made the other party too close to him.
He couldn't avoid it!
Bang!
At this moment, the yellow sand under Shinji's feet suddenly exploded, and a thick black tentacle drilled out from it, directly knocking Shinji away.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Untying the blood rope, Hidan, with cyan-purple marks left on his neck, picked up the Blade Scythe and ran quickly to Shinji's side, and then he was stunned all of a sudden.
Because Shinji's state at this time could only be said to be extremely bad!
The right arm and right leg holding the knife had no flesh, and only a layer of wrinkled gray-white skin was still take on it, and it was already wasted.
This was the first time Hidan had seen Shinji suffer such serious injuries.
And this kind of injury, wanting to rely on the healing effect of immortality... I'm afraid it had exceeded the scope of his ability.
Hidan's eyes became bloodshot in an instant, turning into a terrifying crimson red.
And a huge change took place in his whole person, and he directly entered the Death Possession Blood state.
The terrifying killing intent emanating from his body could even make people feel bone-chilling cold in the desert in broad daylight!
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