The red-robed priest ignored Zhao Changqing and left Zhao Zhixuan.

The two brothers were close together, and eight red-robed priests surrounded them, walking counterclockwise with strange rhythms.

"Zhixuan, wake up!" Zhao Changqing screamed at the top of his lungs and howled his throat.

Zhao Zhixuan's double eyelids were as thick as lead, and he raised his streak with difficulty, "Brother, wait a little longer."

"What?" Zhao Changqing came up like crazy.

The tiger stood beside him and winked at the priest in red, "Start the ceremony. The two young men of the Zhao family are direct descendants. Although they have lost their power, the masters who take care of them will not be too relaxed. After a short while, they will find something wrong. Chasing us can still cause us some minor trouble."

"That adult's plan is still being deployed, and it is indeed not suitable for being caught by the Zhao family."

Another voice came from one of the eight priests in red, but it was difficult to tell who it was. This man was obviously a master hidden in the dark.

"Will Rose really come?" The tiger buckled his ears and bounced a piece of earwax away.

The master hidden in the dark did not continue to respond.

The robes of the eight blood-clothed priests slowly lit up, and the dark blood stains were radiant, like blooming roses.

At this time, Zhao Changqing screamed, and his five fingers twisted and transformed into the sharp claws of animals.

Love!!!

The claws are sharp and far better than swords and weapons.

The three-inch-long nails flowed through the black iron light, which penetrated Zhao Zhixuan's left shoulder blade directly.

A trickle of blood was like a spring, and Zhao Changqing shook his head wildly, "No, no."

However, his right hand was not under his control and moved inch by inch and downward.

"Seal open the chest of the blood relative, swallow the heart, break the taboo power hidden in the bloodline, and awaken the animal nature in the dark side of human nature..."

The eight priests were chanting and chanting things similar to scriptures.

Zhao Changqing held his right hand firmly with his left hand, but the power of his right hand was surprisingly great and could not be completely restrained, but the speed of movement dropped a little.

"Get out, get away, I can do it. I don't need to swallow my brother's heart, I can still wake up successfully!"

Zhao Changqing cried while crying.

The tiger leaned not far away, tsk two times and teased:

"It's useless, the ceremony has begun, and you can't stop. Even if they are not around you, you will still be eager for the source of blood - the heart."

Zhao Changqing's eyes were red, and he tried hard to stimulate the power of scarlet Shura, but the extraordinary energy in his body completely lost its effectiveness, as if it had never existed.

3 seconds, 6 seconds, 9 seconds...

He was stalemate by his will, but his right arm completely turned into black-haired beast claws, with a three times greater power than he had at first.

A deep and long cut from Zhao Zhixuan's shoulder blade to his chest. Through the cut, he could vaguely see broken ribs and pounding hearts.

"Brother~~~"

Zhao Zhixuan opened his mouth, his mouth full of blood.

Zhao Changqing pulled his right hand as if he was pulling a monster with endless brute force.

"I was wrong, I should listen to you."

"No, it's okay." Zhao Zhixuan couldn't speak clearly, "Brother, get closer, I, I'm so cold."

Zhao Changqing shook his head desperately, "No, no, no..."

Next to him, the tiger said impatiently: "It's not that troublesome. Just pick out his brother's heart and force it to feed it."

The hidden master among the eight blood-clothed priests denied: "No, the suspected important part is the intense emotion of killing his closeest relatives and beloved with his own hands."

His words were just as in line with the strange verses that the blood-clothed priests said: "Deep sins shape the door to truth, and the prisoners who opened the door, faced the self in the abyss, and retrieved the self of God..."

The priest's voice became louder and the rose light shining in blood clothes became more and more gorgeous.

Every pore in Zhao Changqing's body was flowing with dark matter, and the matter condensed, forming thick and hard black hair.

The left hand was trembling and deformed, the bones gradually twisted, the palms became more than twice as wide as before, the fingers extended strangely, and the nails grew rapidly.

Suddenly, Zhao Changqing's skull turned into a wolf's head, and his sharp fangs dripped with sticky saliva.

Scream~ Scream~ Scream~

The cement floor was corroded by saliva and produced multiple hemispherical black dents as thick as thumbs.

"Aowu!!!!!!!"

(don't want!!!!!!!)

Zhao Changqing's right claw tightly squeezed Zhao Zhixuan's heart.

He felt the youthful blood, hot, warmth, and unparalleled attraction in his heart.

Gulu~~Gulu~~Gulu~~

He shed tears while drooling, wandering at the fork between human and animal nature.

At this moment, a figure flashed in the shadow.

The tiger exhaled a breath of turbid air, "Damn, people from the Zhao family?"

Before his words fell, his body burst out with a powerful aura, which spread out, and a blood-red soul shadow condensed behind him.

Tiger, jackal, hyena, vulture...

A dozen big and small!

Have a happy life! Have a happy life...

The soul shadow is like the wind, passing by the sky, bringing a subtle stroking sound.

The figure in the shadow is nothing but Li Xuanchen.

He shouted loudly: "If you guys cross the street don't stay in the wilderness, you will come to City No. 36 to seek death!"

Accompanied by sounds, grounds, walls, ditches... Wherever shadows exist, rich darkness gathers and turns into pure black cold weapons.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks...

The blood collided with pure black, bursts of energy waves burst out, and the ripples spread, swelling in the non-empty sewer channel.

The walls and the ground vibrate violently, dust spilled at the gap at the connection, and sewage in the ditch splashed water like a waterfall.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the tiger and Li Xuanchen exchanged their offensive and defensive momentums for more than a dozen times, so fast that ordinary people's eyes could not catch them.

In the distance, Wang Jun hid behind the raised cement cylinder, revealing half of his head, and used his left eye to record the battle between the extraordinary people of lv3.

I have seen Li Xuanchen and Quis fight once before. At that time, my strength was too low and my eyesight was not enough to keep up. I was just concerned about running away. I had no other unnecessary feelings except for the sense of oppression.

At this moment, it is completely different, and Wang Jun is hiding in a semi-safe area.

The left eye has a built-in Lingyun chip, and the dynamic visual power of the eyeball is far greater than before.

He could clearly see the two's moves exchange - the battle between energy and energy, just like two painters who use air as canvas, are seizing space with pigments representing their respective colors.

Conquer the city!!!

An idiom flashed through Wang Jun's mind for no reason.

When a strong man fights, every minute of energy in his hand is a soldier, and a force of energy is a team of soldiers.

Whether the troops are strong or not can certainly determine the strength of strength.

But the commander's tactical awareness and command technology are the key to determining the outcome.

I couldn't understand it before, but now I can understand it.

Wang Jun only felt it was extremely exciting. Even the rumbling sounds heard from time to time in his ears were as if they were editing an anime.

"How is it, can you understand?" Qiangwei's voice began to sway.

"Fortunately, I can barely capture the traces of the battle." Wang Jun turned around and saw Qiang Wei wearing a unique black dress.

Unlike the bright red robe with standard personality, the hem, cuffs and collar of this robe are all black lace edges, and are burnt with bright silver lines.

Qiangwei said: "It's not bad. Lv1 has the eyesight to keep up with the lv3 supernatural fighters, which means you have enough combat talent."

Wang Jun hummed and turned his head again, "Don't you go and help?"

"No hurry, it's true that the guys from the blood-receiving sect are all cruel people, but their real characteristic is caution." Qiangwei pursed her lips, "A strange organization that was hated by various forces and was even chased by the blood-source hunters has been around for more than 480 years since its birth to today. You can imagine their tenacious vitality."

Meeting you is their greatest misfortune... Wang Jun did not look back and secretly complained in his heart.

Qiangwei suddenly said, "Your client is about to die, why don't you worry about seeing you?"

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in the sky." Wang Jun shook his head slightly, "Since you said there are masters hiding in the dark, then I am no different from dying now. Instead of increasing casualties, it is better to wait quietly and wait for the right time to help my employer remuneration, which is worthy of the deposit he gave."

Hearing this, Qiangwei tilted her head and approached Wang Jun's ears.

“Your speaking style is a bit strange.”

Wang Jun pretended not to hear it and continued to scan with his left eye.

Qiangwei added: "I have only seen this style in a few top killers I have come across occasionally."

Wang Jun nodded and stopped saying a word.

"Actually, the man hidden in the secret must be hidden among the eight priests, but I can't effectively distinguish him." Qiangwei's words were filled with three points of expectation.

"You want me to find that person." Wang Jun realized what she meant.
To be continued...