Chapter 174

In mid air, the figure like a giant looked down at the people.

The scarlet eyes were cold, as if they had no emotion.

It has a huge head, but there are raised sarcomas on its head, and each sarcomas has a clear face.

Or distortion, or fear, or despair

These human faces are combined into a face more ferocious than the beast.

"Kill me, kill me quickly!"

"Don't struggle, struggle is meaningless, you will soon become our kind, hahaha..."

"No, don't --" screams, desperate cries, wild and wanton laughter, constantly emanating from distorted faces.

instant.

A cool breath rose from the soles of the people's feet to the sky.

Scalp numbness.

The hairs are blowing up.

These people are dead, but they are not dead.

Their souls are still imprisoned in the monster's body.

"Kong Hai!" The moment when the cry of surprise sounded.

People noticed that among those distorted faces, there was a face that they were familiar with.

It's Kong Hai!

"Go!"

Kong Hai's twisted face made a low roar.

Next second.

But turned into a shrill scream.

"Ah --"

The sound seemed more painful than a thousand cuts.

No one knows what happened to a man who was willing to explode for his companion's escape.

But they could hear the pain mixed in the scream.

"Kong Hai..."

Zhan Yu and ye also clenched their fists tightly, but their red eyes were gradually occupied by fear.

They can clearly feel Kong Hai's despair and helplessness.

But they were unable to rescue.

even to the extent that.

Under those scarlet eyes, I couldn't even bear the slightest resistance.

"This... What kind of monster is this?"

Crazy Dao retreated pale, and his teeth trembled constantly.

Death is not terrible.

But he doesn't want to become a sarcoma on the monster's face after his death!

Suddenly.

Dong Dong!

The dull footsteps kept ringing, and the monster moved his huge legs and kept approaching the people.

"Boom, boom!"

The ground trembled more and more violently.

The houses on both sides of the alley were completely turned into dust under the feet of a small boat.

"Shua!"

Strong gray arms swept towards the crowd.

With his arms waving, the hurricane swept in.

"Woo -"

Under the impact of the hurricane, Zhan Yu and ye were also directly overturned to the ground and sprayed with blood.

Seeing the huge palm falling from the sky, Yu Wenxuan spread his left hand in some despair.

In the palm, it is still the purple gold gourd pendant, but its luster is much dimmer than before.

Because the energy of the spirit tool is limited, it can't play the strongest blow.

But there's another way.

Is to let the spirit tool absorb its own energy.

This is not to say that you can inject as much energy as you want. Once the spirit begins to absorb energy, it will become completely uncontrollable.

Until all the energy of the absorbed is drained.

That means that the absorbed will die!

"Xuan'er, I'm sorry. I swore at your grave to kill all the evil people, but... I can't do it!"

The moment the murmur sounded, the despair in Yu Wenxuan's eyes turned into firmness.

As bright as stars.

"Go!"

With a loud roar, Yu Wenxuan bit his index finger, squeezed the bright red blood and oozed out of the wound on his finger.

Seeing this scene, Huang you and Qin Zihan suddenly changed their faces.

"Brother Yu..."

"No!"

But the cry seemed extremely powerless.

Just then.

There was a chuckle in everyone's ears:

"Just in time. I'm still wondering how to find you. You sent it to the door."

The voice like a spring breeze suddenly made the desperate people feel a trace of warmth.

Even Yu Wenxuan's action was stiff.

I couldn't help looking up.

I see.

Qin Feng passed through the crowd step by step and walked towards the monster. However, there was no warmth in his eyes, but there was an indescribable cold in his eyes.

As if.

Colder than those scarlet eyes.

no

Not cold.

But indifference.

It's like it shouldn't be human eyes, but gods overlooking all living beings.

The sudden change stunned everyone.

The arm in the air seemed to have a slight meal. Then he changed his direction and grabbed it directly in the direction of Qin Feng.

"Boom!"

The pressure on Qin Feng suddenly broke out.

Even if the strength is suppressed in this place, the authority of the ghost king has not changed.

This is hierarchical repression.

moment

The waving arm was stiff in mid air.

The faces on the sarcoma also stopped crying, and all eyes looked at Qin Feng, including those scarlet eyes, which also fell on Qin Feng.

Just this moment.

All complex emotions turn into fear.

This scene, let everyone stare big eyes, full of shock.

Zhan Yu and Taoist priest Wuwei are even more dull.

The monster comparable to the ghost King level is afraid!

Oh, my God!

Is this the power of the gods?

In front of the gods, even the ghost king was unable to struggle.

This

It's terrible!

However.

People don't know that Qin Feng can suppress the monsters in front of him only because of level suppression.

It has nothing to do with whether he is a God or not.

Unfortunately.

In the six samsara, because his strength was suppressed, he can only play the peak strength of the ghost king.

There's no way to slap this ghost King level monster.

He was naturally too lazy to do such a laborious thing himself.

Qin Feng patted the sleepy little meat ball: "it's time to work!"

"Ha..."

The little meat ball yawned, rubbed his blurred eyes with both hands, and looked at the motionless monster in confusion.

moment

A spirit woke up.

The small meat ball shriveled its mouth. Wei Quba looked at Qin Feng. His mouth opened slightly. It seemed that he wanted to spit out a word "stink".

Next second.

But Qin Feng closed his mouth with his fierce eyes.

Little short leg stared.

Suddenly threw himself on the monster.

"Ah woo..." the little meat ball bit on the thick neck and tore the flesh directly with sharp teeth.

Dark red blood sprayed out, and Biao shot into the small face of the small meat ball.

Small meat ball, small face wrinkled into a ball.

Quickly spit the flesh and blood out of his mouth.

Those bloody flesh did not fall to the ground, but turned into a wisp of black breath, mixed into a heavy mist and disappeared.

The little meat ball "Pooh" twice, and then another bite on the monster's neck.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

The sound of skin and flesh constantly tearing down from the echoes in the quiet air.

Everyone shrunk their heads one by one.

I just feel that the sharp teeth are not on the monsters, but on their necks.

How cruel!