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Chapter 126 Slave Girl Sylvie, Start
"It's easy for a stinky woman to talk while standing. Come here and try it if you dare!"

The muscular man with silver-white skin cursed in his heart, his arms were already covered with scars and blood.

He roared, gathered his strength, and silver light flowed on his body, as if his whole body was coated with a layer of silver, presenting a shining metallic color.

With a loud bang, the ground sank and the sturdy man's legs dug into the ground. The muscles all over his body contracted and expanded in an instant, and his right arm blasted out with a tremendous force.

At the same time, Tang Qingsha, who had entered a bloodthirsty frenzy, swung his sword, and a dazzling scarlet sword light slashed towards Zhou Yuan, locking onto him with the evil spirit, blocking most of his escape routes.

The skinny, dark-skinned man stomped his feet suddenly and uttered a strange syllable. Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded in Zhou Yuan's ears, shattering most of his mental barrier.

Fortunately, there is a mental barrier to protect it. If I had just used my mind to bear it, I would have definitely experienced a brief dizziness.

Zhou Yuan looked calm, without dodging or evading. He clenched the five fingers of his left hand, concentrated all his strength on one point, and pushed forward horizontally.

boom!
The terrifying force erupted at the collision point, creating a hurricane. The muscular man with silver skin was suddenly hit by a high-speed train and flew backwards rapidly, with his arm broken and tendons severed, and bent in the opposite direction.

At the same time, Zhou Yuan raised his right hand and blasted out [Condensed Qi Fist] towards the oncoming sword light.

boom!
The air seemed to be punched hard, making a dull sound. The huge fist of energy created circles of pale air rings, which smashed the scarlet sword light like a hot knife through butter and collided with the sword blade that was burning with blood-red murderous aura.

The sword blade made a humming sound and Tang Qingsha quickly retreated. She subconsciously lowered her body to stabilize herself, plowing two long cracks on the ground.

Tang Qingsha retreated five or six meters before he stopped. His pupils trembled suddenly. Why was the amount of Qi so huge? !
In a moment, the only person left beside Zhou Yuan was a skinny, dark-skinned man.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the dark and thin man immediately retreated violently, but no matter how he moved, Zhou Yuan was able to keep up with him, following him closely like a leech, and constantly using deadly moves.

In the distance, an ugly poison man suddenly opened the porcelain jar in his hand. This porcelain jar was an extraordinary item with a huge internal space. Along with the dark green poisonous smoke, a large number of poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies gushed out of it, and under his command, they attacked Zhou Yuan in a black mass.

But when they got within a certain distance of Zhou Yuan, those poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies immediately stopped moving, trembling as if they had met their natural enemies. Then they actually began to flee, retreating like the tide, and scrambled to crawl into the porcelain jar.

The poisonous man was dumbfounded, and his eyes immediately became hot.

If I could use this guy's blood to feed poisonous insects...

However, as soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he was horrified to find that Zhou Yuan and the dark and thin man were getting closer and closer to him...

The poisonous man shouted in fear: "Don't come over here!"

With that, he took a step and ran away.

But his speed was not fast, not even as fast as the top athletes among ordinary people. He was like a turtle in front of the warriors. After a moment, he was drawn into the fight between the two and died in the chaos of punches.

Click!

The porcelain jar in the poisoner's hand fell to the ground and shattered, and dense poisonous insects emerged like a fountain, like a raging rain of poisonous insects.

Zhou Yuan immediately used the internal energy to protect his body, and any poisonous insects that came into contact with the internal energy were turned into bloody mist.

The thin and dark man was not so lucky. He did not have much internal energy, which could not fully protect his body. In the blink of an eye, his body was crawling with poisonous insects.

Those poisonous insects are extremely toxic. Even if they just crawl across your skin, they will cause ulcers and create intense pain.

Every inch of the dark and thin man's skin was covered with poisonous insects. The heart-wrenching pain made him scream, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large number of poisonous insects crawled in.

"Ho...ho..."

The thin, dark man made a choking sound and twitched violently. After struggling for a few times, he fell powerlessly into the pile of poisonous insects.

“Ah… so good!”

Suddenly, an inopportune and joyful shout was heard from afar. It was a strange man with spikes all over his body and wearing a black leather jacket. He was rolling his eyes and trembling uncontrollably.

There was another woman next to him, also wearing black leather clothes, with large areas of skin exposed. Her body was full of nails, hooks and other sharp objects, and she was bleeding profusely. She had the same reaction as the strange man.

These two guys who look like the hell messengers in "The Devil Raises a Demon" are cultists from "Painful Miracle".

This group of lunatics worship physical pain and find pleasure in it. With the blessing of special powers, the more damage they are inflicted, the more excited they become and the stronger their fighting power becomes.

It was obvious that the two used some special method to empathize with the thin and dark man and experienced the pain he endured before his death. However, that kind of death, which was extremely miserable for extraordinary people, was a powerful feast of joy for them.

It was so cool that they forgot everything else.

Zhou Yuan knew how difficult it was to deal with the Painful Miracle believers, so he took advantage of the two men's distraction and swept them over with a Shadow Cut.

Cut in half!

Dark matter surged on the cut surface of the wound, devouring it madly, and the severe pain made the two feel even more joyful.

Believers of the Painful Miracle are extremely difficult to kill. Their bodies have extremely terrifying recovery abilities. Not to mention being cut in half, even if their bodies are cut into pieces, they can recover as long as they are given some time.

However, Turbid Shadow's ability to corrupt the heart and weaken the will is a powerful weapon for these extraordinary people who put desire above all else. It causes the believers of Painful Miracle to quickly lose the will to live, and they only want to sink into this ultimate happiness forever.

In a matter of moments, their bodies were completely devoured by the Devouring Shadow.

With the huge amount of vitality feeding back to him, Zhou Yuan's injuries immediately began to heal automatically.

"Are these two guys here to deliver us?" The remaining cultists were confused.

The believers of the Pain Miracle can inflict the pain they endure on someone else, so one of the tactics of the crowd is to let two believers of the Pain Miracle collect the pain, wait for an opportunity, and transfer all the collected pain to Zhou Yuan.

As a result, these two people gave away their heads without doing anything.

"Don't worry, he's going to die soon!"

In the distance, the woman in the gray skirt shouted hurriedly to stabilize the morale of the troops.

Tang Qingsha gritted his teeth, his eyes and hair turned completely blood red, and with a terrifying beast roar, the Qiongqi tattoo on his back leaped out and turned into a ferocious monster.

The evil beast tasted the blood in the air, grinned, and gave Zhou Yuan a hideous and bloodthirsty smile.

"Long Wei... hehe..."

Qiongqi had long sensed the dragon power in Zhou Yuan, and there were traces of real dragon blood flowing in his body. If he could eat this guy, his cultivation would definitely increase greatly.

Zhou Yuan looked at the evil beast, feeling a little regretful.

It's a pity that it's just a tattoo and can't be captured with the Palu Ball. Otherwise, wouldn't it be amazing to catch the Qiongqi, one of the four evil beasts?

The next moment, the silver-skinned muscular man and Tang Qingsha attacked again.

At the same time, the other cultists also displayed their magical powers, using curses, magic, and mysterious powers... all of which were cast on Zhou Yuan.

clang!
A golden bell appeared, blocking countless attacks.

Zhou Yuan took out the summoning bell and shook it. The target was a haggard middle-aged man lying on the ground. He was a curse warlock. The identification eye showed that he had taken 231 lives.

The bell rang, and two hundred and thirty-one resentful spirits appeared out of thin air and pounced on the curse warlock.

This curse warlock was quite powerful, but he was unfortunately shot by Zhou Yuan with a bullet that pierced his lungs and liver. Now he was only hanging on by a breath and had no strength to resist.

The appearance of a large number of resentful souls disrupted the battlefield. The gray-skirted woman and her sister were both nervous, fearing that Zhou Yuan would take the opportunity to kill them. But when they saw that the Golden Bell Cover had not disappeared, they breathed a sigh of relief. Boom!

The roar of the engine suddenly came from behind, but the woman in the gray skirt ignored it and focused on playing the flute. She believed that her sister could protect herself.

The sister of the woman in the gray skirt immediately turned around to deal with the danger, but she was still a beat too slow.

The next second, the two sisters were hit hard by a speeding van and flew away.

The two men flipped in the air and flew dozens of meters away, then fell heavily to the ground and became motionless. After a few seconds, streams of blood began to flow out.

The van was speeding along, and with a bang, it was hit by Qiongqi's claw and flew away, with the body of the van seriously deformed.

The muscular bread men lifted the roof, climbed out of the overturned car, and rushed towards the nearest cultist with great momentum.

"What kind of ability is this?" Everyone was dumbfounded. Is it some kind of abnormal object with summoning ability?

Clang, clang, clang! !
Tang Qingsha, the phantom of Qiongqi and the silver-skinned burly man kept attacking the Golden Bell Cover, and the light quickly dimmed, but they couldn't be happy at all because their teammates were almost dead.

"Qiongqi, come!"

Tang Qingsha roared hoarsely, and the phantom of Qiongqi immediately turned into a red shadow and flew into the katana.

A dangerous scarlet light emerged from the blade, and then a blazing blood flame burned.

The murderous intent is revealed.

However, Tang Qingsha put the sharp edge of the sword into the scabbard and made a gesture as if he was about to draw his sword and cut.

bide your time.

The silver-skinned sturdy man threw a punch with all his strength, creating a huge force that crushed all the evil spirits floating around into ashes, and the golden bell cover broke.

At this moment, accompanied by Tang Qingsha's roar, a sharp edge that could tear through the air burst out from the scabbard. The terrifying power gathered on the blade and slashed forward as she galloped, emitting a mournful howl.

Then, boom!

Tang Qingsha flew backwards with blood splattered all over his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

At the moment when she was about to launch an attack, Zhou Yuan appeared in front of her like a ghost and punched her... as fast as a stream of light.

She was almost beaten to death!

This is pure, hard power crushing.

Grandmaster of horizontal training... This title flashed through Tang Qingsha's mind, and a feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

Seeing that Tang Qingsha's killing move was easily resolved, the silver-skinned sturdy man was completely frightened and turned around to run. However, he was no faster than Zhou Yuan and was knocked to the ground by a condensed energy fist and hit deeply.

At this time, wisps of dark curse aura entangled Zhou Yuan. The last few cultists vomited blood, burned their vitality, and cursed together.

Zhou Yuan's palm began to mutate rapidly, growing ominous red hair, filled with demonic energy.

But the red hair inexplicably stopped after spreading to the arms.

Several cultists screamed, their faces aged rapidly, their hair fell out in clumps, their skin peeled off inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, melted into a pool of foul-smelling pus.

Zhou Yuan was stunned. Was this the backlash of the curse?

He looked at his arm and saw strange, ominous red hair falling off.

This is... the curse didn't work on him?
Zhou Yuan scratched the back of his head. Is his resistance to curse so high? It shouldn't be like this... Could it be because of the dragon blood tempering?
He stopped thinking further and began to finish off the enemies one by one, cleaning up the battlefield.

At this moment, the mind communicator was reconnected, and Fang Qing's anxious voice rang in my mind: "Zhou Yuan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I've solved it." Zhou Yuan's voice was full of laughter, "I didn't realize you cared about me so much."

Fang Qing was silent for a moment, then her tone became calmer: "Just kill him, I'm on my way to you.

Chen Guangxi, Jiang Wuming and others came into the other world and mediated the matter on behalf of the Control Bureau."

"Huh?" Zhou Yuan was surprised. He didn't expect them to come in.

In less than a minute, Fang Qing hurried over.

As soon as we entered the stadium, we saw mountains of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Zhou Yuan is breaking the limbs of a scantily clad woman.

"You won't kill me?" Tang Qingsha asked doubtfully.

"You are quite powerful. It would be a pity if you died." Zhou Yuan called Fang Qing over and said, "Make her a puppet."

Tang Qingsha's pupils shrank, and he reacted violently: "No, no... I am willing to obey, don't make me a puppet, as long as I retain my self-awareness, you can let me do anything..."

She seemed to be extremely afraid of the word "puppet", and in order to avoid becoming a puppet, she simply threw away her dignity.

"Wait, Chen Guangxi is here." Fang Qing sensed that Chen Guangxi's breath was approaching.

A moment later, a hurricane howled in the sky, and Chen Guangxi flapped his wings and flew over. He landed slowly and said, "You really did a big job this time. You beat up both the black and white worlds."

"There's nothing I can do." Zhou Yuan shrugged helplessly. If it weren't for Ms. Raven's secret mischief, there wouldn't be so many troubles.

"Are these the ones that are going to be handed over?" Chen Guangxi pointed at the few survivors on the ground.

Tang Qingsha, the flute sisters, a strong man with silver skin, and a young man in his early twenties with a very good-looking appearance.

"Well, this is actually the reward I give to Brother Wang." How could Zhou Yuan hand over the fat sheep he had just passed on?

"Oh--"

Chen Guangxi suddenly realized and said in a long voice: "Reward~ah~"

"..." Zhou Yuan remained calm, "After all, Brother Wang helped me a lot this time."

"Okay, then I'll turn a blind eye, but it would be best if you could get some information out of it."

"Don't worry, I have professional interrogation experts here." Fang Qing, who was disguised as Wang Zhen, smiled confidently.

"No, don't... I am willing to surrender to the Control Bureau, don't let them take me away!" Tang Qingsha looked at Chen Guangxi with pleading eyes, only regretting that he could not go over and kneel down to hug his legs.

Chen Guangxi shrugged, indicating that he was powerless: "Just be his slave and serve him obediently."

Then he raised his arms and shouted:

"Slave girl Sylvie, start!"

(End of this chapter)