If I ask, what will happen to you after killing someone once? What if this killing will not cause you to be subject to any legal sanctions? If you kill many people in a row! Ten or twenty! Each one is so bloody, a quick knife will wipe the throat and artery of the slaughtered person. In the last few hands of the slaughtered person, your body is like a machine and only knows how to draw a knife to bleed, dig open the cover of the sky, and the red and white brains roll and pour out. When you go out, you can even see the brain beating slightly in the skull.

The scarlet blood sprayed all over your body, and screams kept recalling in your ears. And you were like a beast, tearing open his throat and arteries like fangs with a knife, and even cutting his head off under the sharp knife. The body fell under your feet, and the broken neck sprayed blood. You picked him up and dragged the body up without mercy, just because the blood was about to flow into the container in front of your eyes.

Then you squat down and hold the dead head, with no expression on your face, only your hands and cheeks stained with blood, and your eyes that were already stained with blood were staring at the dead head, holding the knife and cutting the skull without any artistic sense. What would you do?

I think many people will answer, terrible, cruel, bloody and... beastly!

Secretary Wang and Mayor Sun became the one mentioned above.

His eyes were dull, and people repeated the killing actions like machinery.

The blood in the center of the altar is getting more and more, and the sound of the heart beating is getting stronger and stronger.

After forty-eight living death row prisoners ended their lives in their hands, the two were still mechanically repeating the killing actions, which were so meticulous and almost perfect. Can it be described as practice makes perfect? ​​Even if such actions are too cruel.

The soldiers who were carrying death row prisoners again and again had already changed four times. The first thing that the young soldiers who retreated was to run outside the warehouse, kneel on the ground and slap themselves hard, and then began to vomit, mixed with snot and tears in the decay.

Such a scene can be described not only as bloody, but perhaps such a scene will be their lifelong nightmare!

The blood pool was accumulated and the heavy smell of blood was as disgusting as glue sticky in the air. Because of the mysterious power of the altar, in such a cold weather, the blood in the altar had no intention of solidifying and frozen. There was also a terrifying thing, the more than forty corpses and so much blood, in the ridiculous altar, which looked only two meters in diameter and only forty or fifty centimeters in the depth, was so sank that the corpse could not be seen. I wonder if Archimedes came to see this scene and would have an algorithm of "buoyancy".

When the last corpse sank into the blood pool, the entire blood pool began to vibrate and let out a roar like a ghost.

Then the rolling blood cast a faint red mist, like a wielding red streamer, wandering around Wen Yi, and following her magical dance steps, it kept wandering around her. A finger gently pointed out and shattered the red streamer, but immediately occupied the strong blood mist. This was repeated ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, and the speed was faster and faster every time, and it was difficult for the naked eye to tell where Wen Yi's hands were.

The two city bosses who ignored the pulling and pulling by the Public Security Bureau Director and Zhang Luhei and were unable to knock out with the gun handle, Wen Yi was like a sarcastic heart and never showed any discomfort. She was as tall as a goddess, killing and bloody as she could not defile her pure heart. She danced like a dancing figure.

Her twisting trajectory became more and more mysterious, getting closer to this heavenly way. Except for those hands, every time she twisted, she would leave a afterimage behind her, and then her movements became faster and faster, and more and more afterimages. Finally, like a clone technique, she differentiated into nine "Wen Yi" with the same face but completely different movements.

Only nine different ‘Wenyi’s’ poses in different positions, each with a different seal on each position.

Nine red blood ribbons were wrapped around them, like silk cloth and light like pearls. They were as smooth as silky chocolate in advertisements.

"Blood!" The word "Blood!", which was like a crying cuckoo, was said from Wen Yi's mouth. It was just one of the nine "Wen Yi". The mysterious handprint was like a high-power pump in this sound, accompanied by a rolling blood pool, rolling upwards and pounced on Wen Yi's magic seal.

Immediately afterwards, the second 'Wen Yi' spoke again: "Ru." Another blood flow reversed and plunged into the palm of the second 'Wen Yi's hand.

Then there is the third, fourth, and ninth.

Nine words were drunk from Wen Yi's mouth one by one.

"Blood is like a knife, flesh is like a chisel, and bones are a demon."

The nine words are like nine sledgehammers, hitting everyone's heart. It was a feeling that they were hit hard by someone. All living things within a radius of a hundred feet were felt in the warehouse, outside the warehouse.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong...

Nine separate strikes seemed to kill them, and seemed to stop the heart from beating.

Nine times, forty-eight living people sacrificed, thousands of three or five animals, mainly forty-eight living souls, and the remaining animals were assisted, and a dark, deep corridor was opened between the center of the nine "Wen Yi" floating in the air.

Relying on manpower and with the help of mysterious power that science cannot verify between heaven and earth, we have torn open the space!

At the same time, the mysterious ancient sects on the land of Jiuzhou, the laity masters who cross the sea thousands of miles, and the powerful people all felt such a surging power.

It was the most primitive aura, just like the uniqueness of the wilderness era, high above. It was something that had long disappeared from the world for many years.

Then, the people in the warehouse saw a blood-colored skeleton as dazzling as rubies standing up from the blood pool.

A large amount of blood pounced on the faint black hole and hit the edge of it.

The skeletons are really like ancient demon gods, walking between the void, heading toward the head and forming a ring around the corridor.

Wen Yi's voice changed from the blood-crying shape to a crisp, as if she wasn't calling her just now.

"The original power, the meaning of blood, is to exile the land!"

The sound fell, and blood was stretched out from around the blood pool like an octopus' tentacles, and circled to the Yangguang. As the blood flew upwards, forming a human shape as big as a Yangguang.

Then the human-shaped blood poked out countless tentacles as thin as hair, and pierced into Yang Guang's body fiercely.

The floating Yang Guang was as if he was hit hard, letting out a dull low growl, trying to break free from the things that pierced into his body.

At this time, Wen Yi closed her eyes, knelt on the ground empty-handedly, and slowly, respectfully took out a red red rope bag from her arms, which was Yang Guang's amulet.

"Please come!" Wen Yi opened the bag, took out a cluster of foxtail hairs with bright light from it, held it respectfully in the palm of her hand, and shouted loudly with her head touching the ground.

And then...

A woman's voice came from the black corridor, and the sound made everyone who heard it feel that it was the person you are closest to and the person you trust the most.

"The opportunity to covet the heavens, use the energy of the heavens, the bones of the demon gods, and open the power of the heavens. Turn it!"

How to describe that?

Forty-eight red bones, they stepped on the void, bent over and pulled the "false" space with their hands, just like pulling open the curtain on the stage. Forty-eight red blood bones pulled out a circle of nearly perfect black circles. Forty-eight blood bones embellished the surroundings, just like the blooming of a flower of hell.

And then...

A white jade-like skin is hard to say how delicate the skin is. The nails are dyed pink, and each nail is decorated with several almost real flowers, but the hand that has shrunk many times the peach blossom fingers stretched out from the darkness.

The hand seemed to have eyes, waved upwards, and the position of Yang Guang's back was floating in the round door, which was supported by the almost perfect jade hand.

The sound was as ethereal as a fairy, and the listener could not describe its beauty at all.

"Hmph, it's really hard to give you a favor. Otherwise, the trace of power that has been poured out from the infinite power of this altar will be so cheap for you."

The voice spoke, and the other hand also poked out from the darkness, but it was indeed holding the palm of the hand.

But a very faint red light was projected from the palm of that hand, and a great terrifying power suddenly spread out. Whether it is a master with magic power or an ordinary person, he can easily feel that power. It is definitely not what the human world should have, just like a person cannot stand by the sun, and that power is as powerful as the sun.

But the owner of the hand said without any attention: "It is indeed beyond the limit that this space can bear. That is, this lady is a genius who has come up with such a good way to replace the pillars. Otherwise, according to the limitations of the world, you will be dead. Not to mention that gods descend to earth, even those wise men descend to earth, the arrival of powerful men will be useless. Under the suppression of the heavenly way, they can only sigh at you."

The speaker seems to be unintentional, but the listener’s heart is shocked.

The woman's voice was a bit stubborn. A wisp of green hair flowed out of my black space. What kind of green is it? It was pure and seemed to be shining.

The hand holding Yang Guang, pressed his fingers several times before finding a certain position and stopped.

The hand holding the red light slowly moved to the place where it was pressed, and then opened the fingers one by one, and the faint red light gently floated on it.
Chapter completed!