Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

The body of Zhui Er, who was possessed by Wu Heng, had muscles that swelled like popcorn, with a strange gray hard skin, and six powerful arms that kept extending like waving vines.

In just a blink of an eye, it was a hundred meters tall, standing between heaven and earth.

It turned into a strange Buddha, with a pseudo-hell-level aura on its body, squeezing the cold air around it, and blowing wind, causing a swirling jet of air.

It looked like a Buddha and a ghost, and was extremely terrifying.

The Mingjie warrior Mo Su, who followed, saw Wu Heng's changes, but his face did not change at all.

Instead, he rushed straight to Zhui Er's face with excitement in his eyes.

This time, not only the blade in his hand, but also his body and chariot were emitting gray mist, which was like wolf smoke, with ghosts crying and wolf howling and hideous ghost faces.

The blood-colored spell on his armor was completely lit up, flickering, and filled with blood.

Red snow fell from the sky, and ghost smoke rose from the ground.

Mo Su was like a meteor in the red snow, slashing towards Wu Heng.

The gray smoke rising from the entire ground also slashed towards Wu Heng, as if the ghost king who had fought in the underworld had invaded reality.

But to some extent, this place was even more terrifying.

Wu Heng's six arms swept across, and his giant palm carried six red whirlpools. The red snow surged, like the wheel of hell, colliding with Mo Su's attack.

"What a ghost Buddha!" ​​Mo Su said excitedly.

The blade in his hand was trembling, and his momentum rose again, as if he was getting more and more crazy.

"My ghost Buddha is indeed very good, but you are not so good. You are ordinary, your car is ordinary, and your knife is also ordinary!" Zhu Er's mouth was like a hungry ghost, and a dull and obscure voice came out of it.

This sentence stunned Mo Su for a moment.

In his opinion, he praised the other party, and the other party should also praise him back. Why did he say that?

Then he got angry!

All the spells engraved on the red armor that covered his whole body suddenly lit up, and strange noisy battles and wailing sounds came from the armor.

The heavy snow was suddenly blown crooked.

The surroundings became even colder.

Roar!

Mo Su roared, and his body seemed to merge with the armor, creating an even more strange sense of oppression.

Even the blade in his hand became a part of his body.

With every subtle movement of Mo Su, there was a strange tearing feeling, which kept rushing towards Wu Heng from all directions, as if he was already under Mo Su's knife.

This world, covered with blood, is Mo Su's knife.

"Are you angry? Do you think I'm insulting you?"

"Heh!"

"It seems that you really think so!" Wu Heng resisted Mo Su's invisible attack, and his six arms were filled with blood power, constantly blocking.

Although he was in a defensive state, he seemed to have gained the upper hand.

This made Mo Su even angrier. He just wanted to split Wu Heng open to see what kind of internal organs in his brain made him so arrogant and dare to look down on himself.

Wu Heng blocked the attack again and said, "I have to thank you for being willing to fight with me here."

"If you really thank me." Mo Su's eyes were full of anger, and he raised his knife arm, "Let's fight to the death!"

"Didn't you notice that the wind and snow are even more fierce?"

Wind and snow, fierce?

Hearing this, Mo Su realized that the red snow in the sky seemed a little too strong. The snow that was blown sideways by his ghost fog had returned to its normal position at some point.

The wind and snow were no longer affected by his power.

But he was quietly eroded by the wind and snow, and a thin layer of snow had fallen on his helmet.

"This power!" Mo Su was shocked. This power had exceeded the threshold and reached the level of a real association president.

"You are. Puff--!"

The moment Mo Su opened his mouth, a handsome hand stretched out from his chest.

This hand appeared so suddenly, so quietly, so appropriately, and so harmoniously with the entire snowstorm!

It was as if at this time and in this position, there should be such a hand, piercing through his chest.

Everything was so perfect and fitting!

It happened naturally, just as if a fish should stay in the water.

The attack came from behind Mo Su.

The fatal attack that had been condensed for a long time tore through his back, which was the weakest part of his defense.

His back was pierced by this hand, and Mo Su looked down dully, taking a look at this hand that was stained with the iron embroidery in his body, but still appeared smooth.

"Just looking at this hand, you can tell that its owner must be a handsome man!" This thought flashed through Mo Su's mind at last.

The infinite "nurturing" characteristics,

along with this hand, eroded Mo Su's body and soul, drowning everything about him.

And Wu Heng, who was wearing crystal red armor, had a strange face, and skin as white as snow, was standing behind Mo Su.

A true lord of hell.

The two clones of Zhu, who had merged with the skeleton of Bafumi, plus Wu Heng's original body, two hell-levels attacked from the front and back, and they were in an ambush.

To target a pseudo-hell-level, this was the expected result.

The arm continued to emit the "nurturing" trait, erasing the final root of Mo Su's promotion method, which was different but similar to the "essence".

Mo Su's soul and body were almost annihilated, and he had lost the possibility of entering the lighthouse to escape.

This is the most core means of survival for the tower keeper in the absurd place.

Wu Heng's original body was almost attached to Mo Su's back. His weird face whispered in the ear of Mo Su, whose body was completely distorted and annihilated by the "nurturing" trait:

"I didn't look down on you, I just told the truth."

"You are indeed very ordinary!"

Crack~.

Along with these words, a faint sound rang out in Mo Su's dissolving body and soul.

His hell core trait seemed to have broken through the defense, cracked open, and was quickly invaded by the "nurturing" trait.

He lost the possibility of resurrection.

And Mo Su, at the cost of being quickly wiped out, sent out the last message from the hell-level core "trait":

"Very ordinary, right? Then I'll show you something extraordinary!"

"Strange Sacrifice!"

Along with the two words "Strange Sacrifice", the wind and snow of the entire domain energy actually paused, and a special weirdness emerged from around Wu Heng.

The special sense of peeping in that absurd place also swept away.

The moment Wu Heng heard Mo Su speak, Zhui Er appeared beside him, replacing him, and the main body shrank into Zhui Er's mind.

The wind and snow and the domain dissipated.

Wu Heng only felt a collapse like a nap, and the situation around him had changed, and he was no longer near the mine.

The surrounding trees are hundreds of meters high, and each tree trunk is covered with a white mourning couplet.

Wu Heng has experienced this feeling before, when he was teleported to the plot world by the lighthouse.

But the feeling of the lighthouse is weaker than that of the lighthouse.

Wu Heng frowned and looked at this strange place. He was sure that he was trapped in a desolate scene.

The desolate scene is false and real.

Its appearance will appear in the node channel. As long as it is touched, a real desolate scene will appear. Each desolate scene is located somewhere in the absurd land. (End of this chapter)