Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 70 The Omen Must Die ([-])

Inside a mansion on the outskirts of Xiyuan City.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, Fu Qian's body stopped abruptly, avoiding the oncoming shock wave.

The next moment, a straight gully appeared under his feet, fully half a person deep.

The high-grade wooden floor in the living room of the mansion has changed beyond recognition in a blink of an eye.

"Bad omen! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A reckless roar came from ahead.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

This one is quite energetic!

I was relieved for a while before paying.

This is the seventh target he has searched all the way, a certain eighth-level transcendent.

Sure enough, as he expected, the bad omen wasted no time at all.

After leaving the Huang's house, taking advantage of this short time difference, the ominous omens went on a rampage in Xiyuan City almost without rest, and the efficiency was ridiculously high.

Along the way, he has already encountered several dead bodies on the spot.

The key point is that these transcendental beings, like the animals in the forest, kept a tacit distance from each other when choosing a place to live.

This caused them to be almost scattered in all areas of Nishihara City.

It took a lot of time to follow the planned route all the way.

Soldiers are very fast.

Confirming that this person is okay, Fu Qian turned around and left without saying a word.

However, the next moment there was a heavy landing sound, and the doors and windows of the entire room were sealed by falling heavy steel plates.

A loud laugh came from behind.

"It's all here, it's so easy to go wherever you want."

……

You have a strong desire to survive!

Fu Qian looked at the tightly sealed steel plate, and secretly praised it in his heart.

Obviously, this kind of thing can't be installed in a short period of time. There is a high probability that it is a security method that this old man usually prepares for himself, and it is not specifically for bad omens.

Courage is commendable, not to mention taking precautions, and even having the courage to defend and counterattack.

At this time, there was already a roaring sound from behind, and the ground collapsed like quicksand.

Taking another step diagonally, Fu Qian turned his head to look at No. [-] and No. [-] brother.

A dark face, exaggerated chest muscles, and a deformed vest.

This is the legendary eight-foot height and eight-foot waistline!
Suddenly thought Captain Gu had ascended.

At this moment, Brother Bajie was grinning ferociously, and in his right hand was holding a huge hammer that looked extremely heavy, which complemented his figure perfectly.

Every time the hammer hits the ground, the heavy force is transmitted into the ground, creating a long gully.

Looks domineering, but you better hope you don't have fiber optic cables under your feet, man.

"Are you happy with this place?"

Brother Bajie looked smug, the hammer banged on the floor, and the whole room trembled.

"I don't care what extraordinary killer you are, this is my home field now."

This is true, in such a closed environment, this kind of power system is indeed very advantageous.

The weapon in the hands of the eighth-rank brother is obviously not ordinary, and with the cooperation of the ordinary seventh-rank, it may not be easy to parry.

Is this the first trap that the evil omen has set for himself?

This guy's survival talent is truly miraculous.

Every time he felt like he was about to catch up, the trail he left always led him to a similar place.

There is often such a trap that was originally aimed at him, and it was a little bit of a waste of time.

Seeing that Fu Qian didn't say a word, brother Bajie snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense.

The heavy hammer in his hand was raised high, and then fell to the ground violently, tearing a bigger gully in the loud noise.

At the same time, holding a heavy hammer, he rushed all the way along the cracked gully.

Facing this ferocious attack, Fu Qian had no intention of dodging at all.

In the middle of the bullock cart of the eighth-order brother, when he swung the heavy hammer on himself, he raised his right hand violently and threw a punch.

Halfway through the fist swing, the half of the arm swelled, and it directly grabbed the opponent's thick neck and fell to the wall.

The eighth-order brother's own momentum plus the strength of the swing, the whole room was shaken, and this fall was really not light.

clang!
The hammer fell to the ground with a bang, making a hole in the ground.

"understood?"

Three seconds later, Fu Qian looked at Brother Bajie's big cowbell-like eyes.

"Understood...understood."

Under Fu Qian's claws, Brother Bajie's neck was almost cut off, his face was flushed, and he nodded hastily.

The other party caught him but didn't kill him, which has fully proved that he is not the lunatic of the ominous omen, and he has mistaken the target.

"Open the door."

"Ok."

The eighth-level brother was quite winking, and didn't dare to say a word, struggling to find the control switch on his body.

Amidst the roar, the steel plate outside the house was slowly lifted upwards.

Fu Qian threw the person to the ground and jumped out in one step.

Before leaving, he took a special glance.

This steel plate must be two centimeters thick, how afraid of death are you!

……

A little delay, but not a big deal.

Fu Qian identified the direction, and quickly organized the map in his mind.

Even if you have a beast-like instinct for danger, it will take time to kill someone.

Even with such a small disturbance, Fu Qian was still very sure that he was getting closer and closer to the omen.

The most important thing is that these extraordinary people in Xiyuan City are all average in strength, most of them are at the eighth or ninth rank.

The ominous omen should need several people to complete the sacrifice.

Following his trail, Fu Qian quickly arrived at the location of the next target.

This one is obviously not as crisis-conscious as the eighth-order brother, and those who are already dead cannot die again.

The bedding was stained red with blood, not only was his head in a different place, but both eyeballs were also gone.

Judging from the traces at the scene, this person should have been directly killed in his sleep.

Speaking of this, Fuqian is actually a bit strange.

Among the Transcendents who died before, almost everyone was doing various things just like this one when they died.

Sleeping, bathing, or even applying a facial mask, in short, all kinds of defenseless states were fatally hit.

The ominous omen is like picking up vegetables, and it will not take more than 1 minute before and after visual inspection.

It can be understood once or twice, but it is difficult to explain it as a coincidence if it occurs more times.

It appears that Omen has gained more than a sense of danger.

While thinking, Fu Qian kept walking, and the ominous breath in his perception became more and more clear.

Wait a minute, Fu Qian frowned and recognized the building not far away.

It was a small three-story building with a red exterior wall, and I slept there not long ago.

The ominous omen is really the audacity of a master of art, who actually went directly to the Night Carrier's base?
However, the team of night bearers in Xiyuan City was indeed overwhelmed.

I hope that the three of them are together now, and it won't be too easy to die.

Without hesitation, Fu Qian kicked open the door, and saw a messy living room.

Amidst the blood everywhere, a figure sat in the middle of the hall with scars on his body.

Beside him, a tree of flesh and blood stood obliquely. Judging from the broken limbs swaying on it, it should be the size of three people.

"coming?"

The figure let out a hoarse laugh.

"coming."

Fu Qian nodded and walked in.

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