This psychopath is too strong

On Feng Zhizhi's back was a naked man about two meters in size. There were no ropes on the man's body, and it was fixed by tentacles of flesh and blood.

These tentacles of flesh and blood grew out of Feng Zhizhi's body.

Flesh tentacles are a kind of ability that life has mastered a long time ago. It is similar to the flesh and blood tentacles protruding from the giant sarcoma in the flesh mine, and its attack ability is very average.

In the past, Feng didn't know that this kind of tentacles of flesh and blood would be used except for severed limbs and self-healing of the body, and he basically would not use this kind of power at ordinary times.

But in the past two days, Feng didn't know that it was very convenient to use this kind of flesh and blood tentacles as a rope to fix them, and it was very comfortable to use.

In fact, not only the bones of the former werewolf on his back, but also the dozens of gray crows and twenty black-haired long-eared rabbits on his body are also fixed by this kind of flesh and blood tentacles.

On the road of practice, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

In order to grasp the mysteries of the beasts faster, Feng didn't know that he didn't waste any time. At this time, his body was in a state of blood connection with nearly forty small animals at the same time.

Mason looked at Feng Bubu, his pupils shrunk.

After a brief daze, he had already begun to feel it.

As a vampire, he is sensitive to the flow of blood.

Mason could see that the small animals hanging on Feng Zhizhi's body were circulating with the blood in Feng Zhizhi's body.

What is this?

Mason recalled the memory of the endless abyss long ago in his mind, and asked doubtfully, "Corpse, the flesh and blood splicer school?"

Between the words, Mason swung the sword.

Although the other party's appearance was very strange, and the first-order aura exuding from his body was also very strange, but the other party asked him to slash, and he had no reason not to do so.

A flash of silver flashes away.

Mason aimed at Feng Zhizhi's forehead, intending to cut Feng Zhizhi in half from top to bottom, but found that the opponent had predicted his slash and turned slightly sideways.

It seemed that the opponent had already dodged the slash, but Mason found that the opponent suddenly left half of his arm behind.

Blood spilled.

Feng Buzhi took the half of the broken arm in his hand.

The incision on the arm is extremely smooth, and it can be seen that Mason's slash is very sharp.

Feng didn't know what to feel while listening to the three strange reports in his body.

It was no different from his feelings. Feng didn't know that the three kinds of weirdness in his body didn't feel anything abnormal. They seemed to be ordinary wounds, and they would heal as long as they were connected.

Soon, the two gaps in the severed arm formed granulation buds, connected and pulled each other, and without his help, the severed arm returned to his arm.

However, an abnormality appeared soon. His severed arm did not heal as normal. It was obviously connected and repaired, but his arm suddenly fell off the next moment.

Feng Bubu looked at the smooth section of the severed arm and said, "It's interesting, does your soul have a name?"

Mason said: "It's not a secret, this knife is called Zhanxin, but I have never heard of your soul tool, let alone seen it.

If my predictions are correct, the person who harassed Hawley Harbor these two days should be your companion.

You all reveal a first-order aura, is it because you have chosen the same weird path, and this path has some kind of hidden aura effect?

If you are willing to share this path, I can help you restore your arm to its original state. "

"You said it was my soul tool?" Feng Buzhi pointed to the Eye of Human Education next to him, and the latter turned his head happily. Feng didn't know: "It is the Eye of Human Teaching. It does look like a soul tool."

Without continuing to look at the Eyes of the Renjiao, Feng Buzhi continued to look at the Taidao in Mason's hand and squeezed his chin lightly: "The name of the sword cuts the heart, and it means that this soul tool cuts off not only the material level, but also the spiritual level." , at the conceptual level?

For example, my arm, my subconscious mind thinks that the arm has been broken in two, so I refuse to repair itself. Melting steel, destruction, and life are the same as me, and their subconscious mind also thinks that my arm itself is broken? "

Between the words, Feng Buzhi put the amputated arm back on top of it again.

But this time, with the constant entanglement of the granulation, Feng Zhizhi's arm has returned to its original state.

Feng didn't know how to move his arm, and he saw the surprised expression of the old blood man opposite him.

Mason said incredulously: "There are indeed many ways to recover from the severed injury, but why can you recover so easily and so quickly? Could it be that you have reached the eighth stage...wrong."

Mason shook his head slightly. Although the aura revealed by the other party was only at the first level, and he was in a state of hiding his aura, if the other party was really an eighth-level disguise, he would definitely be aware of it.

After all, the eighth level is completely different from the seventh level.

It's like a frog meets a snake, a mouse meets a cat, he will never talk to each other calmly like now.

Mason frowned and thought hard, and saw Feng Bubu said: "Using the heart as a knife, using wisdom as a blade, cutting the heart is a very good ability. As for why my arm healed so quickly, it is only because of your The knife didn't cut my heart.

But it's also very good, just now it actually gave me the illusion of being cut off. "

Feng Zhizhi touched his arm lightly.

Because of this knife, Melting Steel had some insights, and at this time it had a further understanding of King Kong.

Destruction felt offended, and at this moment his meridians were constantly stirring, very angry.

Life is still feeling the wound, trying to let its own strength pass through the wound to become smooth—his arm has been repaired on the surface, but it still has some impact on life.

Feng didn't know how to move his body after speaking, looked at the soul tool Taidao in the old man's hand and said: "This soul tool of yours is really good, but it's much less powerful in your hands, what a pity.

I heard that after the death of a seventh-order existence, the soul tool can form a strange secret treasure.

But compared to the weird secret treasure, I still want the soul tool itself more. If you are willing to cooperate and hand over your soul tool to me, how about I not kill you? "

Faced with Feng Bubu's threat full of loopholes, Mason's expression calmed down instead.

He didn't answer, and he didn't get angry.

The other party obviously wanted to use words to destroy his state of mind to find a flaw.

If it is true that soul tools can be handed over to others at will, or can be robbed, then his current soul tools are either gone or have become many.

Does the other party want him to feel contemptuous?

The next moment, the blood swamp on the ground suddenly turned into a torrent and rushed towards Feng's unknown direction, and then a figure appeared next to Mason, it was his son Merui.

While Feng Buzhi was confronting Mason and talking to each other, the battle below never stopped.

The Kunlun Legion filled the blood swamp with human lives and continued to move forward. Zhou Yuan used the legion skill [Iron Cavalry Charge] to lead the lizard cavalry to kill through the formation of blood guards.

And Mei Rui, who created the blood swamp, faced Sisli, the sword spirit of the Red Bee Sword, and the result was obvious. The red bee sword spirit, Sisli, was no match for Mei Rui at all.

The battle was over, the Red Bee Sword was stuck on the ground full of cracks, and Merry flew into the air to help his father.

A torrent of sticky blood rushed towards Feng Zhizhi's body, and Mei Rui's expression gradually became serious.

When the torrent of blood hit Feng Wuzhi easily at first, he only felt that the person confronting his father was nothing more than that.

But as time passed, he discovered that Feng Wuzhi in the torrent of blood hadn't been hurt at all. Not only that, he also had a feeling that his blood was burned, as if he had been sacrificed...

Chapter 173 What is the leader of the human religion?

"No, this is a sacrifice..."

Seeing this, Mei Rui immediately inspired the cup of blood in his soul.

The shape of the cup of blood is a small red cup, which contains countless blood.

In fact, he used the blood cup to create the blood swamp that blocked the advance of the human legion not long ago.

Under Mei Rui's control, the torrent of blood that had flowed to Feng Wuzhi rushed back at an even faster speed.

But it was still a step too late, and nearly one-third of the blood that rushed to Feng Zhizhi had already been sacrificed.

The damage to the soul tool caused Mei Rui to cover his forehead and tremble continuously, causing considerable damage to his soul.

In Mei Rui's sight, a flame-like altar pattern appeared under the strange creature hovering in mid-air.

There seemed to be a strange laughter faintly coming from the direction of that strange creature.

Soon, the naked male behind the weird creature moved.

The naked male let out a strange roar and painful wail, his body twisted continuously, and his skin began to wriggle and change.

The naked man's skin gradually lost its luster, becoming dry and rough, and even his face became blurred.

The next moment, it seemed to be shedding its skin, and it seemed to be hatching.

Accompanied by the continuous dripping of hot red lava, a red monster emerged from the naked man's skin and fell from the back of that strange creature.

Before falling to the ground, the red figure flapped its wings and hovered in mid-air, making a rattling noise.

Some are similar to the kind of sound that a large beetle makes when it flies, but this kind of sound is more than a hundred times more violent.

roar~

Feeling his newborn beetle demon body, the demon Wright let out a roar.

After that, Wright began to scan his surroundings.

The old blood man not far away gave him a feeling of palpitations, he should not be the opponent's opponent.

The old man was not what he was looking for.

Wright quickly looked at the bloody eyeball that also made his heart palpitate, and he faintly felt the connection with the monster from that bloody eyeball.

After a brief scan, Wright did not find the three-headed and six-armed monster.

But he soon saw a pair of familiar eyes.

Subconsciously shivering, Wright patted his cheeks with both hands and looked at Feng Bubu and yelled, "Come on, I succumbed. If you have any contract, just show it. I'll sign it now."

Perhaps because he had accepted the fact that he had already succumbed, Wright's language was very tough, at least this subdued speech sounded very imposing-if the content of the speech was not considered.

Feng Bubu shook his head and said: "I don't have a contract scroll that can restrain the devil. If you have a contract, you can take it out, but your IQ is not bad. In fact, it is possible without contract restrictions."

Wright let out a strange laugh.

Obviously, Feng didn't know whether he planned to restrict him through the contract.

In fact, he wanted to tell Feng I don't know that their demons are actually quite evil. Even if there are contract restrictions, they will try their best to backstab, but after thinking about it, he finally didn't say it.

Because it was indeed like what Feng didn't know about the monster.

Contracts are not required.

To him, Feng didn't know that the torment of this monster was much more terrifying than the so-called contract.

Wright's body trembled subconsciously when he thought of what he would face when he defied Feng. It was a future he was never willing to face.

"Are you...a demon?"

Wright's thinking was interrupted by a word, it was Meryl.

Wright turned his head and glanced at the sixth-order blood race not far away, showing disdain: "Why, haven't you seen a demon who surrendered? I knew you hadn't seen it. I'll let you see it today. Speaking of which, the Lord asked me to come over. At that time, it seemed that I was responsible for attacking the blood race of the sixth rank, so he was talking about you, right?"

As soon as Wright's words fell, he had already appeared behind Mei Rui in a flash, and a huge palm grabbed Mei Rui's head.

boom! !

The wings behind him frantically flapped to produce an explosion-like roar, and Wright grabbed Merry's head and blasted it into the ground.

"Has the current sixth order become so weak?"

Wright looked at Mei Rui whose head was stuck into the ground and wondered, and saw that Mei Rui's body seemed to melt and turned into viscous blood.

"Let me just say, it would be too boring to die all at once."

As Wright said, he spewed a mouthful of magma into the blood on the ground, then jumped over, hammering the ground with both fists.

sky.

At the same time that Wright launched an attack on Meri, the Eye of Human Education also started the second round of fighting with Mason.

The Eye of Human Teaching continued to exert force, and countless chains were released from the pupils of the Eye of Human Teaching, surrounding Mason in midair, forming a large ball with a diameter of about 30 meters.

It's not that the Eye of Human Education deliberately made so many chains.

In fact, to complete the bondage, all you need is a chain.

The problem is that none of these chains can come within 30 meters of Mason.

If Feng didn't know how to describe it, within 30 meters of Mason, there was a feeling of a combination of domain and invisible sword energy.

As long as the chains generated by the eyes of the human religion enter this range, they will immediately be attacked by sword energy that cannot be observed with the naked eye, and the chains will immediately collapse and dissipate.

And if the chain is maintained 30 meters away from Mason, Mason will use the Taidao to send out that kind of silver slash.

The silver slash is obviously more powerful and destructive, but the attack frequency is too different, far inferior to the invisible sword energy within 30 meters.

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