Unparalleled Ghosts

I can't control this treasure anymore, so I untied it and threw it on the ground, urging the vitality swallowed from the armored beast just now to repair my body with difficulty.

"Loki! I must kill you, tear you into pieces, and avenge my parents!"

I screamed all of a sudden...

I yelled crazily until the end, my voice was a little hoarse, tears even choked my throat, and I coughed in embarrassment.

The way I am now is as bad as I want it to be.

Even though the killing of souls was put into the golden shroud, the desire to kill still continued unabated, and even wanted to rush into the training camp several times to kill everyone.If it weren't for the last bit of my clear mind, and my body was so tired and disabled that I couldn't even move a finger, maybe I would have put this mindless impulse into practice.

Although this kind of impulsive killing can be vented for a while, it is absolutely impossible to avenge my parents, and it may not even be able to vent.

I haven't forgotten the power that the instructor showed when he bombed and killed those disobedient scum in the dark training camp. The instructor is definitely not an existence that I can deal with.To avenge your parents, you must control your emotions, and you must not let yourself have any accidents until you gain enough strength.

"I must live until I have the power to kill Loki. I am not willing to die like this. The golden shroud cheers me up..."

The vitality captured from the armored beast "Golden Buffalo" just now still has some remaining vitality, and not all of it has been turned into nutrition for strengthening the body.After exhausting these vitality, I barely regained my ability to move. The first thing I did was grab the golden shroud again.

The golden shroud seemed to be unable to withstand the "killing" of the soul, and even began to reject my consciousness.

It is impossible for me to give up this treasure, the golden shroud that devoured the killing has a strange pale golden luster, and it has grown a lot longer than before, almost one meter long.

My consciousness and the golden shroud are one, and the "killing" of the soul of life is the combination of my own hatred and killing intent and soul power, so the influence of the "killing" of the soul of life has always been on me, that is, the golden shroud Bu Lingyi, this relieved most of the pressure.

I yelled viciously: "Go fuck Loki, go fuck the Void Powerhouse, I must kill him to pieces, tear him into pieces! Kill! You were born because of me, and you want to die!" Want to influence me? Submit to me!"

The soul of fate "Killing" huddled up in the golden shroud, constantly sending out murderous thoughts, trying to influence the golden shroud and my sanity.

When my consciousness and the golden shroud were united again, the killing became a thousand times more active.It was like a splash of boiling oil, a severe pain that made people almost go crazy pierced straight into the depths of my soul.

In that short moment, I felt as if I had been pushed into the [-]th floor of hell. I endured all kinds of horrific tortures one by one, and my soul was broken up and reunited.

Resisting the killing intent of the "killing" soul of fate is an extremely difficult thing. In just a moment, I was exhausted and sweating profusely. It was harder than fighting more than ten battles, and my will almost collapsed.

"***! ***! ***! ***...stop it!"

All kinds of extreme pains that make people want to die are enough to make any normal person go crazy. The reason why I can still bear it may be because I have already gone crazy and gone crazy.

The golden shroud fluttered in the air like a convulsion, making all kinds of unimaginable distortions.

Since my consciousness occupied it, the golden shroud can only react in various ways driven by my consciousness and instinct, otherwise it is no different from ordinary cloth belts. But now the golden shroud seems to be The madness lasted about half an hour.

Several times I thought I was doomed, but each time I survived, the will to avenge my parents made my will unbreakable.

This battle was the hardest of my life.

The hardships of the dark training camp, compared to this battle, are not even as good as children's play.

Compared with the battle with the remaining consciousness of the golden shroud, the life and death of surrendering the "killing" of the soul of life is not worth mentioning at all.

Every moment is on the verge of life and death, leaving no room for breathing.

I don't know how long this battle has passed. When there was a roar in my mind, my consciousness seemed to break through a certain bottleneck and suddenly strengthened several times.The moment the soul of fate "Killing" was finally tamed, I could no longer lift half a finger, and even breathing became a luxury.

"I... Lao Tzu, I finally came back to life! If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. Loki, wait for me, wait until I poke your asshole, cut off every piece of your flesh, and let you die in the last moment." Cruel torture to death!"

I cursed viciously at this big enemy who killed the whole family, and I didn't realize that I was no different from a madman when I was hoarse.

That's right, I've already gone crazy!

I was already crazy when Loki killed my whole family, and I no longer feel that my life has any meaning other than revenge.

It was this madness that made me stronger and stronger in the dark training camp, that allowed me to subdue the golden shroud, and that allowed me to withstand the killing intent of the "killing" soul of life.

This time my body was not injured, but the mental exhaustion was more unbearable than the physical injury.

The soul of fate "killing" finally surrendered, but my brain seemed to be stabbed by thousands of steel needles, the pain made me want to go crazy.

I couldn't do anything except giggle and giggle. I just endured this kind of backlash like the cruelest torture in the world after my mental strength was exhausted.

Perhaps after too many things, my will was stronger than I expected. After wading on the ground like a dead fish for several hours, I finally survived this catastrophe.

When I was able to struggle to get up, the laughter was so gloomy that even the air could freeze, and my body exuded a chilly aura like the tip of a needle.

I sat up in a state of embarrassment, gently stroked the golden brocade-like cloth, let out a long breath, and wrapped the golden shroud around my right wrist.

My line of sight accidentally swept to the ground. There are countless cracks on the ground, and several of them clearly outline layers of concentric circles.I froze for a moment, and then punched hard, the ground was like a shock wave, and the fist was the center of the cracks, forming three circles of cracks with distinct layers.

"This is triple strength. I actually broke through to this level of boxing after I got the soul of life 'killing'?"