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The Demonic Being, though prostrate on the ground, turned its head back in a sudden twist, its mouth wide open.
A blood-colored long tongue, like a blood spear, shot straight out and struck the Jiuli Devil Armor in an instant.
However, the moment it made contact, the blood-colored tongue seemingly became ethereal, piercing directly through the Devil Armor and Shen Luo's chest, emerging from his back.
Shen Luo suddenly felt his breath tighten, a powerful sense of paralysis spreading through his body.
In front of his chest, a layer of between reality and illusion of bloody Qi emanated from within his Devil Armor, instantly corrupting his clothes and the flesh and blood of his chest.
Shen Luo felt as if the power within his Dantian and Meridians had been frozen, immovable; and as his chest continued to corrode, revealing white bones, he felt no pain whatsoever.
