Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 28 Devour
Following Wen Li's words, a silent storm swept through the entire space, and then quickly dissipated into nothingness.

In terms of strength, this shock was no more than a breeze, but Fu Qian felt that something was different.

Before he could taste it carefully, there was a roar that didn't look like a human being, which made his eardrums hurt.

Shadow Nightmare, who was strangled by the neck, began to struggle violently.

This is crazy?Fu Qian glanced at him.

Just now he was shouting about the top killer who could talk, but now his eyes were red, his throat was grunting like a beast, and he was almost swinging his body desperately.

There was a clicking sound.

Shadow Nightmare, who was still unable to break free, had his neck snapped in the next moment.

What's even more strange is that the fracture has been shriveled like wood, and there is not even any blood flowing out.

Shadow Nightmare, whose head was broken, not only did not stop struggling, but his movements became more and more frenzied.

There was a sound of the wind, and Fu Qian turned his head, dodging a claw that was grabbing his head.

One claw fell to the ground, and under the strong inertia, the already rotten arm also snapped off in response.

There was also no blood flowing out, but the dark red blood line covering the surface of the arm came out all at once.

Then shoulders, chest, upper body.

Like a golden cicada shedding its shell, the dark red blood thread pulled itself out of Shadow Nightmare's corpse one by one, then slipped to the wall and stuck tightly to it.

The Shadow Nightmare in his hand was already dead, so Fu Qian threw the remnant aside.

At this moment, it was as if a grenade had sounded in his head.

The violent desire to kill filled his mind, stimulating every nerve in him, shaking his thinking to the point of collapse.

Every cell in the whole body became manic, and it seemed that only the bloodiest killing could calm down.

hiss!
Taking a deep breath, Fu Qian looked back.

Wen Li was closing her eyes tightly, standing there motionless.

It was still pale and delicate, but it gave off a noticeable change, with a hint of mystery shrouded in it.

In the distance, Tan Mingxue had completely collapsed, hugging herself tightly with both hands, hiding in a corner and shivering.

Countless transparent filaments of hair entangled around her body in an orderly manner, preventing anything from approaching.

That invisible storm can amplify people's emotions?

Fu Qian's heart moved, and he used his remaining rationality to analyze the current situation.

Shadow Nightmare had obviously been tricked, the previous him was only thinking of running for his life, so just now he desperately wanted to escape from his control.

It's just that she didn't expect Tan Mingxue to be the same, this woman is less courageous than she shows.

That's it for the Night Carrier!
As for Wen Li, the storm just now was obviously released from her body. It can be said that she is the source of this abnormality.

From this perspective, his plan to use the pressure and fear of death to stimulate Wen Li was successful.

Although she hadn't received a notification that the mission was successful, Wen Li was clearly in the process of changing.

As for whether this is the opportunity for the upgrade she mentioned, we can only try it.

Click!

With a muffled sound, Fu Qian's right hand was snapped off by him.

There is no way, if you don't break it, he has already hammered the people around him into a pulp.

However, it only took a few seconds for the severed hand to heal firmly.

As long as Wenli is interrupted, it can be stopped.

Amidst the clicking sound, Fu Qian broke one hand again and stood there to force himself to calm down.

Interrupting Wenli is easy, the difficulty is not interrupting her (physics).

At this moment, blood red rolled in front of his eyes.

With a tremor, the thing on the wall that escaped from Shadowmare actually curled up into a thorny ball.

Not only that, the ball is still expanding crazily, and countless bloody veins twist together, corroding and devouring everything it encounters.

The closest thing to it is Wen Li, who is motionless.

Ten seconds at the most, this person will be jealous of the talent.

Make a quick judgment before paying.

But if you smash this thing, the scarlet frenzy will escape.

It doesn't matter to me, the problem is that even if Wen Li is upgraded, it is still unknown whether he can live.

The moment the two choices appeared in his mind, Fu Qian felt his mind was confused and he could hardly think.

Sure enough, the entangled emotions were also magnified.

Seeing that thing grow wildly, it has expanded several times in a blink of an eye, and it is only one step away from Wenli.

Killing it, but not breaking it, is a bit complicated.

The more stringent the requirements, the broader the thinking.

Fu Qian took a step forward, and the next moment he completely released the suppression of the violent killing intent.

Stab it!

With a flash of blood, his restored right hand left a bottomless wound on his chest.

Driven by the violent killing intent, the body's metabolism was activated to the limit.

Almost instantly, the cells in the wound grew wildly and turned into fangs.

Taking a deep breath, the crack in his chest quickly tore and expanded, and it only took half a second to become a bloody mouth full of fangs.

Fu Qian opened it to the dark red blood group.

The blood clot that swelled several times in size was unavoidable and was swallowed in one gulp.

With a big mouth closed, the blood group began to struggle frantically.

However, even though it slammed left and right, it was still firmly suppressed by the cells in a berserk state, and it couldn't find any way out.

After an unknown number of collisions, the blood clot finally burst and disintegrated.

A scorching red mist escaped, but it was still tightly locked in Fu Qian's chest, without a trace escaping.

Half a minute later, Fu Qian stepped forward and kicked Wen Li.

Ah!
Wen Li opened her eyes with a scream, and jumped up from the ground.

Seeing how quickly he got up, he must have reached the sixth step without question.

Fu Qian could feel the rage in his heart dissipate in an instant, and it was indeed her cause just now.

It is really troublesome to upgrade the spiritual department!

"Mr. Fu, thank you for your help."

Glancing around, Wen Li seemed to understand what happened, with a surprised expression on his face, and bowed deeply to Fu Qian.

But Fu Qian didn't speak, but stared at Wen Li's pupils which were much deeper than before, and a voice rang in his ear.

[Wen Li died, containment failed]

The next moment, the scene in front of him quickly fell apart, and Fu Qian returned to the familiar warehouse again.

[Evaluation: Crazy to the point of death]

[Kill: Shadow Nightmare × 1]

[Special Kill: Scarlet Angel × 1]

[Special kill reward: Tyrant's Fist]

【Current san value: 33】

[Do you want to play the event review? 】

This can fail unexpectedly, my intuition is right, this task is far more difficult than it appears on the surface.

Fu Qian took a breath, and did not do anything like smash the keyboard, but stood still and directly chose the event review.

He needs to confirm one thing.

Wen Li was clearly standing in front of him, and successfully promoted to the sixth level, but the result was that it was death and containment failed.

Unless she is not Wenli!
Skip everything in front and drag all the way to the end, Fu Qian looked at Wen Li who got up after bowing.

The face is exactly the same, with a vivid expression, but compared with before the upgrade, there is a trace of evil in the depths of the eyes.

　Thank you Mr. Han for your support, thank you every book friend, good night everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)