As soon as the door was unscrewed, a huge force followed.

However, to the surprise of the other two tuners, this huge force does not seem to be coming from the outside in, but from the inside out.

The door was instantly smashed by this huge force, and the tuner who opened the door was also bombarded by an unstoppable force at the same moment.

After a short delay, his body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist that suddenly exploded, which made the tuners who had been left on both sides of the door stunned, and then retreated extremely quickly out of battle instinct, while Yinwu always kept in front of his chest.

However, even though they had retreated at the first time, it did not prevent the blood mist of the explosion from filling their field of vision.

"Blood..."

A tuner was extremely cautious and prepared to open the blood sacrifice for the first time, but was still grabbed by the neck by a palm that poked out from an unknown direction.

"It's over."

Before his Yinwu could fight back, the hands holding his neck contracted suddenly, and a feeling of suffocation came instantly, and at that moment the tuner even felt that his soul had been sublimated to heaven.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor, and the body of the tuner was instantly separated at this moment, and he did not even see the enemy before he died.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

The only remaining tuner instinctively opened the blood sacrifice, and the suddenly swollen aura instantly caused the surrounding blood mist to recede extremely quickly, allowing it to temporarily obtain a slightly more visible field of view in a very short time.

However, even after the blood sacrifice was opened, the tuner's eyes were still completely occupied by surprise and fear.

How is this possible? Why can a chess player have such a powerful combat ability? Moreover, this little girl's aura was completely two levels of existence than what it originally emanated in the air.

Before they came, they had considered whether Luo Li was very capable of fighting this issue, so under the premise that the number of people sent could not be too large, they could only try to select a few people with strong combat effectiveness to carry out the decapitation operation.

And the current six combatants are carefully selected from the personnel stationed on the side of the heavy fire unit.

The three adjusters were all strong subordinates, while the combatants of the three military regions were all strong and medium.

Although the first tuner was completely occupied by the other party, the second place was killed, but what about the second place? He was ready to open the blood sacrifice at the first time, but this still could not be faster than the opponent's attack.

This shows something, this shows that the opponent's attributes, at least in terms of speed, will far exceed the strong intermediate level.

This can allow the strong subordinate tuner to be able to open a bloodless sacrifice and be killed instantaneously when his whole body is on guard.

A drop of cold sweat inadvertently slipped from the forehead to the jaw of the last tuner.

But he waited left and right, and even felt that the time around him had passed for almost a minute, and he did not notice any strange sounds.

...

Wait a minute? No sound? We are six people, even if we are two in an instant, what about the other three military personnel who are used to prevent each other from escaping? Why was there no support after hearing about the internal movement?

Although it may seem like a lot of problems, these problems only exist in the tuner's mind for a few moments.

The only remaining tuner seemed to suddenly understand something through the thinking of these questions, and rushed out of the building, but it was still a step late.

Just now, the two military district personnel who were talking and laughing were randomly discarded aside like two pieces of garbage, their bodies were cut off, and the internal organs flowed to the ground, which looked quite chaotic, and the smell of blood was as prominent as the only stench in the fragrance of flowers.

In the center of the two military district personnel, a middle-aged uncle was pinched by a black-haired girl with black claws with one hand, and the bruises on the joints of his hands and feet were particularly obvious, and it seemed that he had been forcibly crushed by a huge external force to crush the internal joints and bones.

Fresh blood flowed slowly along the weak limbs, slowly condensed and dripped at the fingernails of the middle-aged uncle's already completely unconscious hands, and splashed merciless blood flowers on the dark ground.

The black-haired girl seemed to feel the coming, slowly turned her head, a pair of scarlet eyes without any emotion, so quietly stared at the only surviving tuner.

As if sensing the fear in the tuner's heart, the corners of the black-haired girl's mouth slowly rose, and she spoke softly:

"Yo, long time no see, do you miss me so much?" I came to the door myself without even looking for you, should I prepare a well-prepared gift for you? The

only tuner who survived looked at the almost purgatory-like scene in front of him, and his heart was instantly occupied by despair.

The knees collided mercilessly with the ground, and the silver warrior also fell weakly to the ground with a bell sound, and the halo on it lost its original brilliance just like the adaptor himself.

"If people lose their fighting spirit, it is like vegetables that have lost their water, and their food is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon them."

The black claws were suddenly forced, and the middle-aged uncle's head was quickly squeezed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all kinds of juice were forced to leak out due to the pressure inside, which was quite disgusting.

"Boom!"

The head burst and blood splattered.

Luo Li didn't move, and the red liquid dotted one splendid blood flower after another on Hei Xuan Luoli's cheeks.

The claw shrinks, deforms, and a black and white blade replaces it.

"Click, click, click."

One step, one step, one step.

As if deliberately provoking, and seemed to be just strolling around, or just walking around at random in boredom, Hei Xuan Luoli slowly walked towards the tuner at the speed that an ordinary person could throw out a street when walking.

"Shhh. I don't care about you! An

inexplicable resentment appeared in the heart of the tuner, which made him choose to pick up this weapon that he had just abandoned at the last moment of his life.

However, the black bead Luoli did not go as he wished, and a spiked tail quickly struck from the shadows, killing the last hope of the tuner.

And when Yinwu was beaten away, the blade of the black bead Luoli was so logical that it was placed on the neck of the tuner, against the jaw, so that it forced to meet his eyes.

"What are you talking about, little one. People can't be rude. The

scarlet pupils of the black bead Luoli narrowed slightly, and it seemed to be mocking in the eyes of the tuner.

"You..."

He just wanted to speak, but Hei Xuan Luoli still didn't give him this opportunity, the blade slashed horizontally, and the blood column rushed straight into the air three meters high.

Two seconds later, the headless body fell to the ground weakly, becoming the last funeral object in this space.

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