Respect

Zombies are one of the ancient creatures in this world.

The real zombies are very powerful. They gather resentment and obscurity, and are not old, immortal, or immortal.

However, these people are not real zombies. They are at best just abandoning their souls. In order to pursue the so-called immortality and blood-giving monsters, they belong to blood monsters in demons and monsters, and are usually called living dead.

"Stop it!"

Huh!

Murong Fei stared at the red eyes, exposing sharp fangs, roaring, his blood was boiling, and his fists flew straight.

He may not be a real zombie, but he lives on blood, and his flesh and blood is particularly arrogant. No matter how fast or powerful he is, no one can match it.

He is fast, but Gu Qingfeng is faster than him.

When he struck, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and held his neck, a palm clasped to his Tianling cover.

boom! boom! boom!

With three palms falling down, Murong Fei is already vague and immature. At the same time, the remaining eight people are also hitting with a mist of blood, and they arrive instantly.

"Get away!"

During this time, the ancient Qingfeng screamed angrily, shook his body, shook his body, and banged, and the flesh of the eight-man quake that flew on the spot was flying.

what--

Murong Fei was gripped by Gu Qingfeng's neck and couldn't move at all. He was roaring wildly, his black blood mist boiled and roaring, "I have an immortal body, you can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

"Little live dead, dare to call me immortal in front of me!"

Gu Qingfeng held Mu Rongfei's neck, raised his arms, opened his five fingers, his palm was like the turbidity mixed with the thunder and lightning power, one palm fell, and Murong Fei's legs were shattered.

"Don't say you're just a living dead monster! Even if you are a real zombie, if I want to kill you, you can't live!"

boom!

Another palm.

Murong Fei's arms were shattered by shock.

"Since you want to be dead so much, be a complete dead!"

boom!

The third palm fell, and Murong Fei's head had shattered.

died.

All are dead.

Like the ice-sculpted hall, there were flesh and bones everywhere, black blood was flowing on the ground, and his mighty momentum Yu Wei echoed in the ice-sculptured hall, shaking the hall constantly and shaking The real human beings outside the main hall and the real human being Ziyun were paralyzed on the ground, their faces were ashamed, their hearts were shaking, their bodies were shaking, their souls couldn't stop fearing.

The two wanted to stay here, and watched the changes, and came to a fisherman to compete for the profit.

Yes.

They think so, but at this moment, they don't dare to think like this anymore, they just want to leave, the farther they are, the better.

They think.

But just thinking, the soul is afraid, the mind is frustrated, the spirit collapses, the body can't move at all, it just slumps on the ground, dare not even breathe, even dare to open your eyes.

Dagan lived in practice for more than a thousand years, and he has seen many scenes, large and small. Such **** scenes have not been experienced, and even more **** scenes have been seen, but he still dare not watch them. Not to dare not look at this **** scene, but to dare not look at the ancient breeze here.

They didn't expect or imagine that the man in white looks clean on the surface. Although it is not weak, he also seems calm and indifferent.

This terror is not a violent terror.

It is a silent terror.

From the beginning to the end, he looked very quiet, and his cold and stern face always looked so dull, without grief, anger, or anger, without anything, not even murderous, as if the murderer was right It was an ordinary thing for him to do, and he couldn't stir any emotions at all, not even a little bit.

Killed and numb?

Wei Qing didn't know this, but he could see that Gu Qingfeng hadn't cared about the lives of these people Murong Fei from the beginning, he didn't care, he didn't care at all.

If you look, he will let you see.

If you reason, he will tell you reason.

If you talk about rules, he will follow rules with you.

If you think, he will let you.

He will let you do whatever tricks he plays.

Even if you want to do it, he will let you do it.

But there is only one point that must not be killed.

Once killed, no doubt.

This is probably his bottom line.

His bottom line is very low, as long as you don't move, you can do anything.

This is a kind of indifference and a kind of indifference.

Because he doesn't care about your life or death.

Don't really care?

Wei Qing may think so, at least, the monks do not think so.

At this moment, Wei Qing closed her eyes and lowered her head, afraid to look or speak.

The monk Fuji also lowered his head and closed his eyes. The only difference was that he did not hold on to delicious food anymore, but folded his hands together, as if remembering the scene just now, and secretly said.

When it ’s still, it ’s like water, and when it ’s moving, it ’s like water. The mind is silent and unaffected. Joy is, anger is, sorrow is, sorrow is, killing is also, the heart is like stopping the water.

With this in mind, Fuji monk couldn't help taking a deep breath and sighed loudly.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the paralyzed Dagan, the real Ziyun, and looked at Qin Wanli, who was still kneeling on the ground, and the flesh and blood belonging to Murongfei and others in the hall, looking at ... If the monk seemed to realize something, he couldn't help but startled a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice. He was a little panicked and murmured.

Three lives, three deaths and three deaths?

The so-called "three lives, three deaths and three deaths" means that anyone has three chances to survive in front of him, only three times.

The first time I don't kill you, it's for a lifetime.

The second time, I could not kill you, for the second life.

The third time, I don't kill you, too, for three lives.

But there must be no fourth time.

This is not patience, but a respect for life, also known as three lives.

Three deaths means that anyone has three chances to die before him.

For the first time, one of my legs was broken for the sake of death.

The second time, breaking his arms was to die for two.

The third time, his head was broken, for three deaths.

The monk Fuji looked at the Dagan real person, the real Ziyun person, and the Qin Wanli kneeling on the ground, and Mu Yulong in the corner.

Then look at the flesh and blood on the ground belonging to Murong Fei and others.

After reading it, he made a sound, and the Fuji monk seemed to be unstable, sitting on the ground with his buttocks.

Three lives and three deaths ...

This **** is the way of killing!

Only ... Only those who have been in magic will obey this law of killing!

Do not!

It is not only those who have been in the magic, but those who have been killed by the devil will abide by this law of killing, which is called sin.

Enchanted by killing ...

This is the most extreme demon ~ www.readwn.com ~ and the most terrifying devil, known as the devil in the devil.

How to get into the magic by killing, Fuji monk doesn't know, but he knows that someone once slaughtered tens of millions of lives, and then the madness went mad.

A madman is a madman, and being a demon is two concepts.

The gap between the two is like a rat elephant. The horror of the latter is far from being comparable.

Fuji monks don't know how many lives can be slaughtered before they can get into the magic by killing.

However, this is not what made him feel the most horrible, what really made him feel creepy.

It is not terrible to be enchanted, it is terrible to be able to come out of the demon after entering the demon.

Such people can hardly be described by horror and horror ...

Because they are all drivers of killing.

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