Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

The third molt

Finally the time has come!

Wei Hong was like a human-shaped python, the old skin on his body was constantly shedding, and the new skin emitted a light as white as jade.

"This? What's going on?"

"Brother Wei, are you okay?"

"boom!"

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"Don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless. If you want to blame me, blame those in power who fought for power and used you as cannon fodder!"

As the heart beats, surging energy and blood circulate throughout the body.

He decisively pulled out the gut-breaking knife and stabbed his palm viciously.

Wei Hong was secretly satisfied.

Soon batches of prisoners were escorted to the stage.

Luan Xiaoqi didn't talk nonsense. He grabbed the mourning stick first and beat it down fiercely.

And the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of iron armor.

Not only will the strength be stronger than that of warriors of the same level, but the defense power will also far exceed that of ordinary people.

"Isn't this too strong?"

Unknowingly, he had killed too many people, and his body was tainted with a strong evil spirit. Even though he kept trying to convince himself that he had nothing to do with it, his character was still affected in the end.

He is happy to continue to behead people to regain his vitality, but he cannot bear to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

The prisoners were either going crazy or crying and pleading. The scene was a chaotic scene. No wonder few people dared to come and watch the fun at this time.

Killing someone with your own hands always has a psychological impact. Seeing living lives of the same kind wiped out by you, this kind of pressure will either make people collapse, or it will affect their character and make them become crazy.

The mourning stick was like being beaten on an iron block.

All kinds of negative emotions come to mind!

The teenagers all exclaimed.

I have to say that his mood is somewhat complicated.

Wei Hong didn't say anything more. He closed his eyes and quietly felt his changes, and found that his body functions had become stronger.

"The pure heart is like water, and pure water is the heart. There is no breeze and no waves. Sitting alone in Youhuang, whistling the piano, and meditating in meditation..."

Wei Hong and Deng Haisheng, plus three unfamiliar executioners, each stood in front of the guillotine with a ghost-headed sword. Soldiers escorted the prisoners in pairs to line up, and there were more than a dozen criminal department documents responsible for verifying their identities.

"Too!"

He found that maybe his cultivation method was too extreme.

Deng Haisheng's voice was like a glass of ice water in the scorching sun.

The young people's desire to practice martial arts was instantly inspired at this moment.

"It's really scary!"

The boys and girls had never seen such a scene before, and they all gasped in fright.

Cruel, indifferent, and murderous!

"Boy, say silently to me!"

Wei Hong nodded and said nothing more.

But before they could rest and take a breath, the soldiers had skillfully dragged the body away, replaced it with a new prisoner, and chopped it off with a knife as a last resort.

The interest in killing that controls life and death is as addictive as the poison that attaches to the body, making Wei Hong want to turn into a murderous maniac and kill all living beings.

This pressure may be large or small, and it is difficult to eliminate it without external channels.

"it is good!"

"puff!"

It can be seen that his defense power has already surpassed Meng Kaishan by a lot.

Wei Hong transformed into a ruthless killing machine.

And he has only been practicing martial arts for more than half a year. To have such an achievement is naturally something to be proud of, and even enough to make anyone envious.

Wei Hong rubbed his chin and thought.

They were breathing heavily, and their eyes were already a trace of blood red.

……

Wei Hong and others raised and lowered their swords, and heads flew up immediately.

"cut!"

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: three zero

"Don't worry!" Deng Haisheng waved his hand and said: "We won't let two of us behead. How can two people behead so many people? There are more than ten execution grounds arranged at the food market entrances of other markets, with large and small executioners Everyone has to go out and work.”

"My lord, I was wronged, lord!"

An invisible chilling air filled the surroundings, making people's hair stand on end.

"Such a big scene today is not common." Deng Haisheng chuckled lightly and said: "In the past few days, hundreds of officials and their vassal forces have had their homes ransacked. It is said that thousands of people have been implicated. Now the prisons are all overcrowded. The Ministry of Punishment requires us Cut them all off within five days!”

And now Wei Hong has just broken through to the perfection of the Skin Refining Realm, and there is still some distance from reaching the limit of perfection, which means that his skin membrane can continue to strengthen!

These people have no connection with him and have no cause and effect.

The skin refining effect will also become more and more difficult. With the arm strength of the young people, they may not even be able to break his skin. How can they continue to become stronger?

"That's a problem."

The Caishikou, which used to be bustling and bustling, seemed a bit deserted.

Wei Hong was not very satisfied when he saw this!

"puff!"

They formed a formation to guard the surroundings of the law field!

"Every wrongdoer has his own fault, and every debtor has his own owner. I am not to blame for your life and death."

"so amazing!"

There are no people around to watch the excitement. The occasional passers-by look hurriedly, and some are just well-trained armored soldiers!

"Hoohoo!"

At noon

Beijie wet market entrance

Wei Hong once again put on the executioner's crimson suit and appeared on the execution ground together with Deng Haisheng, gearing up to get ready to work.

"Can't even be penetrated by a knife?"

Wei Hong murmured with a twisted expression.

The prisoners whose identities were confirmed one by one were immediately escorted to the guillotine.

"Ooooh, daddy, help!"

He personally escorted batch after batch of unkempt prisoners to arrive.

Deng Haisheng and other executioners were also in poor condition.

What kind of fate a person born in this era will have is not something he can control.

But then his defense became stronger and stronger.

Wei Hong smiled with satisfaction and felt that the future was promising.

"I am a member of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the sixth rank. You can't do this to me?"

Not only does his strength easily break the 2700-pound mark.

Ordinary people would have the chance to break through to blood refining after three years of training and ten years of skin refining.

While feeling the majestic beating of his heart, Wei Hong curled his lips and chuckled: "Don't panic, I just made a breakthrough. You will also experience peeling when you study hard and reach the skin refining stage."

"Puff puff!"

The heart-breaking knife can easily pierce ordinary iron armor, and it can also pierce the skin of Meng Kaishan in the early stage of Blood Refining Realm, but it cannot even pierce through his own palm.

As a result, it could only penetrate less than an inch before it was firmly stuck.

A simple slap of both hands will produce a banging sound of gold and iron.

"Not bad!"

"Come!" Wei Hong waved to the teenagers and said, "Try my defense."

"Within five days?" Wei Hong frowned.

But he soon gave up this boring self-consumption.

"puff!"

The conscience that has not yet been wiped out in human nature makes him suffer a little.

Before even the blood could gush out, the membrane had already closed automatically.

Not only was it bounced away on the spot, but the dark iron nails only pierced the skin a little bit.

He raised the knife again and again with an expressionless face. No matter whether the person under the knife was a man, a woman, a woman, a child, or a child, as long as he was pressed down on the guillotine, he would be beheaded directly the next moment.

The clerks of the Ministry of Punishment indifferently made a tick on the booklet.

It poured directly on Wei Hong's increasingly crazy heart, causing him to suddenly calm down.

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