Strange recovery? Sorry, I'm cheating on cultivating immortality

Among the four, Qin Hong was a little mentally prepared.

After all, I saw that the C-level Su Wan was easily abused and killed in front of Yan Luo without any power to fight back.

He was a little surprised that the other party could do this, but it seemed reasonable.

And Zou Qi's eyes were round at this time, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't spit out a word.

All the shock, horror and emotion finally turned into a shaking head and chuckling.

"I didn't expect it, Brother Yan...... Oh no, it's Brother Yan who is so powerful.

"This kind of strength, I'm afraid it's already the level of a B-level alien.

Zou Li and Yang Xue were also so surprised at the moment that they couldn't close their mouths.

One person, a group of powerful ghosts, should be a battle with an incomparably disparity in strength, but in fact it is indeed a battle with an incomparably disparity in strength.

It's just that the pros and cons are completely opposite to what they expected.

A group of hideous and terrifying ghosts were powerless in front of that figure, and they were easily tortured and killed by him.

Such an incredible scene, but recalling the scene of Yan Luo abusing and killing ghosts in front of them, he suddenly felt a little reasonable.

It seems that this is how it should be, and the ghost should be trembling in front of him.

How old was he? He looked like he was in his twenties.

However, the strength was already so terrifying, at this moment, they seemed to see a rising star in the Inhuman Realm.

"Dao Sect's generation, the strongest Tianjiao, it seems that he has just broken through the B level

" "Mo Yehan of the Purple Void Sect, Ji Qingyi of Yuheng Mountain...... At this stage, it seems that it is only C+-level strength. "

Yan Luo, shines brighter than any genius they've heard of before.

It seems that in front of him, any Tianjiao and outstanding people are just shining stars, and he is the bright moon, shining through the ages.

Zou Qi smiled bitterly, and his smile was both helpless and gratifying.

Helplessly, compared with this kind of Tianjiao, his only outstanding talent is not worth mentioning at all.

I am pleased that although the contact time is not long, he regards Yan Luo as a friend, and he is never jealous of his friend's achievements.

Several people are looking at the figure in the sky with burning eyes, witnessing the birth of a legend in the new era.

Next to my ears, there was the scream of a terrible ghost.

In front of me, there is a bloody scene.

Yan Luo watched all this calmly, and below him, the only old man in shroud who was not swept up in the storm, the resentment in his eyes almost erupted at this moment.

He erupted with the ghost energy in his body, struggling to resist the suction of the wind.

Once you are caught in that tornado, you are like falling into a meat grinder, and you are reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Why!!" the

old man roared bitterly, as if suing Heaven for injustice to him.

As the administrator of this community, he has been conscientiously doing his job.

However, God has never been fair to him.

He lost his mother at birth, lost his father at a young age, lost his wife when he was young, and lost his son in middle age.

He has the template of the protagonist in the plot, and has a more tragic childhood experience than the protagonist, but he does not have the life of the protagonist.

It seems that the heavens have played a big joke on him.

Or rather, he was born as a joke.

He was like a lonely boat cut off from the world.

Family, friendship, love, it seems that all good things do not belong to him, and they will all leave him.

The world has never given him a little love, even if he only wants a little luxury!

Old age, completely disappointed in life, he came to this community after a mess.

He wants to end the rest of his miserable life here, but God still seems to refuse to let him go, and must destroy everything he has.

Until death.

The hemp rope is broken in detail, and the bad luck is only looking for the miserable.

This makes sense, as if it were a true portrayal of his joking life.

When he was stabbed to death in the alley by three young people passing by, leaning on a dagger, just to rob him of his entire net worth of less than fifty yuan, he completely woke up.

Why should I be the only one to suffer this kind of suffering! Why! Why!

The wrong thing in such a world is wrong

!! since there is only suffering in the world, then there is no need for this world to exist

! I should not be the only one to suffer this kind of suffering, and all people, all those who live happily must die! I must

suffer as much as I !!

With boundless resentment, an abyss-like evil aura, he turned into a ghost.

As soon as he was born, he was a half-step blood-clothed ghost! He slaughtered the entire community, killed everyone in the community, and made them feel less than one-tenth

of his suffering! But it was not enough, it was far from enough

! He wanted to incarnate as the embodiment of that nightmare, a blood-clothed ghost who crawled out of hell! He wanted

to bring his pain to everyone!

The old man in the shroud,

Chu Beisheng raised his eyes and looked at the figure above.

is so young, he looks like he is in his twenties, but he has the strength to crush himself.

Why? Why is this??

my suffering, my pain, everything I have experienced, why is it not as good as a hairy boy!!Is

it because I am not painful enough?

Chu Beisheng smiled, relieved, peak, miserable, desperate, his face began to distort, and countless emotions gathered on him.

The evil qi and resentment on his body continued to sublimate and condense, and the blood-red spots on his shroud began to spread rapidly.

In an instant, the blood-red color covered the entire shroud, and the ghost qi on his body seemed to have reached a critical point.

The next moment.

!!

furious, turbulent, and terrifying aura spread from him, and the ghostly aura shook the blood-colored tornado away.

Countless ghosts fell from the sky with a miserable howl, and fell to the ground half-dead.

"Ha, hahaha!!"

A rampant, wanton laugh emanated from the air of the old man in shroud, venting all his grievances.

Strength, incomparably terrifying power, another level of power.

The surging ghost qi emanated from his body, which was not comparable to all the powerful ghosts, even if it was hundreds, thousands, and even if it was hundreds, thousands, it was impossible to stop such terrifying power.

This is the bloody clothes, the real fierce ghost

!!"Heaven is unfair, then this day will be broken, and a new world will be created!!"

Chu Beisheng's words were crazy, his expression was crazy, and he looked at the figure in the sky and smiled coldly.

At this moment, he is no longer afraid of any so-called Tianjiao.

In mid-air, a different color flashed in Yan Luo's calm eyes.

And it did. The

corners of his mouth were hooked, and he was not surprised that the old man in shroud had broken through the bloody clothing level.

The other party's aura itself has reached a critical point, and it only takes one kick to kick open that door.

And Yan Luo gave him this opportunity.

He didn't know what the other party had experienced, but those who could turn into ghosts were all with strong resentment.

Under his stimulation, the old man in shroud really did not disappoint him and successfully crossed that hurdle.

The bloody clothes level, the ghost energy that can be provided is not comparable to those evil ghosts and powerful ghosts.

As long as he brushes him, his gains this time are absolutely unprecedented!"

Yan Luo chuckled, raised his fingers, and stood to his lips.