Chapter 242: Life or Death? (1 more)
The surroundings are calm.
If it weren't for the faint smell of blood in the air and the few corpses on the ground, it would have been hard to think that there had been a terrible battle here.
As for Li Protector, under that demon slashing knife, his corpse had already turned into ashes.
"Wow-"
Qin Yang, who had conjured up from the magic knife, vomited out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.
The power of the god-killing style is certainly amazing, but the power of the backlash is too serious, at this moment, Qin Yang's whole body strength is exhausted, and the internal injuries are aggravated, even an ordinary person can easily kill him.
There were also a few outer disciples of the Xuankui Sect around, and when they saw that Li Protector was so devastated, they were so frightened that their legs became weak and their bodies trembled.
Although he could see that Qin Yang was extremely weak at this time, he didn't dare to step forward, for fear that the other party would have some killing moves.
"Qin Yang!"
Mu Sixue sobbed and pounced, half-hugged the other party's body, and burst into tears.
Looking at the bright red blood stains on Qin Yang's body and the hideous and terrifying wounds, it made her heart hurt terribly, like a knife cut.
"Kill the immortal as a demon...... Slaughtering the Gods into Demons...... Slay the immortal into a demon...... Slaughtering Gods into Demons ......"
Qin Yang muttered in a low voice, he kept muttering these eight words in his mouth, as if he had not heard of the things around him, a cold aura slowly emanated from his body, and his blood-red pupils were even more terrifying.
Qin Yang ...... Don't scare me...... Qin Yang ......"
Feeling the strange breath on the other party's body, Mu Sixue's back was inexplicably chilled, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
"Ahh
Suddenly, Qin Yang suddenly let out a beastly roar, his blood-colored hair dancing in the wind.
The force of the mania seemed to burst through his body, the bones clicked, and the blood vessels in his skin bulged out like earthworms, as if they were about to burst.
He grabbed Mu Sixue's white neck, and the murderous aura emanating from his body reached an extreme.
The blood mist that permeated his body faintly turned into a demon face, constantly roaring.
"What is an immortal, what is a god, you are all a bunch of villains!
Qin Yang roared, as if there was endless resentment and unwillingness in his heart: "I want to kill all the immortals in the world! I want to slaughter all the gods in the world! I want to return the truth to the world! I want to get justice for Rou'er! You ...... Damn it!!"
"Qin ...... Qin Yang ......"
Looking at Qin Yang, who was like crazy, Mu Sixue moved her lips, crystal tears stained her face, and the strong feeling of suffocation made her mind gradually dizzy.
"Ding, the system has detected that the host has been devoured by the spirit of a foreign object, and the ulcer is extremely damaged, and it will repair the host autonomously. ”
A system prompt suddenly sounded in Qin Yang's mind.
"System being repaired: 1%...... 13%…… 26%……”
"Ding, repair failed!"
"Ding, the system is rebuilt!"
"System being repaired: 1%...... 8%…… 19%……”
"Ding, repair failed!"
“……”
"Ding, the host is detected to be seriously damaged, and it cannot be repaired with the current system version, if the host cannot wake up spontaneously within thirty seconds, the system will be unbound ......"
“……”
…
"You're all damned! y'all deserve to die......"
At this time, Qin Yang, who was lost in his mind, did not hear the system sound that kept prompting in his mind, but just roared in a low voice, and the hand holding Mu Sixue's neck gradually became stronger.
“…… Qin ...... Yang ......"
Mu Sixue felt that her consciousness was gradually disappearing, and she tried to reach out to take off the blood-colored mask on the other party's face, but she couldn't touch it after several attempts.
A drop of warm tears slowly slid down his cheeks and dripped onto Qin Yang's blood-red hands.
At this moment, Qin Yang's body suddenly paused.
Taking advantage of this gap, Mu Sixue suddenly tore off the god-killing mask on the other party's face, revealing the other party's distorted and painful face.
The mask fell, and the blood-colored mist on Qin Yang's body instantly faded a lot.
And the blood-red murderous aura in his eyes was also gradually dimming, occasionally flashing a trace of clarity.
"Quick...... Let's go!!"
Qin Yang pinched Mu Sixue's neck and instantly let go, squeezed out a sentence in his throat, and then knelt on the ground and pounded the ground with his fists.
It seems to be enduring great pain.
Mu Sixue, who was pulled back from the death line, gasped for breath, and when she saw Qin Yang in pain, her heart burned and she didn't know what to do.
"Ding, signs of sobriety have been detected on the host, and the system will be repaired again!"
"Ding, system is being repaired: 1%...... 12%…… 21%……”
"Ding, repair failed!"
"Ding, the system is rebuilt!"
“……”
"Ding, the system has been repaired successfully!"
As the prompt sounded, I don't know how many times it was, a gentle white halo instantly enveloped Qin Yang's whole body, and the blood-colored mist on his body quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And Qin Yang's blood-red pupils slowly returned to their clear state, and his long blood-colored hair also returned to its previous appearance.
"Master, are you feeling better?"
Xiao Meng's worried voice sounded.
Qin Yang let out a long breath, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you know, I almost feel like I'm going to destroy the earth, it's better to wear this mask less in the future." ”
Recalling his previous behavior, Qin Yang had palpitations.
At the same time, there was also a trace of doubt, feeling that the original owner of this mask seemed to contain great resentment, and knew some shocking secrets.
"Master, I reminded you before, but it's a pity that you didn't listen, but fortunately this time you are lucky, if you are more than ten seconds late, the system will leave you, next time you can't be so impulsive." ”
Xiao Meng said with a little dissatisfaction.
Qin Yang smiled and didn't speak.
"Master, you are now losing all your skills, and the system will load the previous strength level archive for you, which will cost 20,000 wealth coins, do you want to load it?"
"Load!"
Qin Yang ordered.
Fortune coins can be earned again, but the strength must be restored, otherwise how will they deal with so many enemies in the future.
"Ding, the system starts loading!"
"Ding, system loading: 1%...... 2%……”
“……”
"Qin ...... Qin Yang?"
At this time, Mu Sixue looked at Qin Yang tentatively, with a thick expectation and nervousness in her eyes.
Qin Yang looked at her, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a Xuankui Sect disciple not far away let out a terrible scream.
Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, looking for prestige.
But I saw that the disciple seemed to be possessed by something, his skin was falling off piece by piece, his eyes seemed to be about to stare out of his sockets, and there was a trace of cold black mist on his body, which looked extremely terrifying.
Several other disciples around them retreated one after another, watching this scene in horror, at a loss.
"Xiaomeng, what's going on!"
Qin Yang had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
Xiao Meng sighed slightly: "Master, I told you before, even if you use that move, you may not be able to kill him, after all, your strength is a bit low, and you can't exert the true power of the 'God Killing Style'." ”
"He just used a secret method called 'soul transfer', and before he died, he forcibly transferred his soul to someone else in order to be reborn. ”
"Of course, there are drawbacks to this. At this moment, his strength is only a mediocre strength, and it is impossible to restore the strength of the Great Grandmaster in the future. Not only was he unable to embark on the realm of cultivating immortals, but his lifespan was only forty or fifty years. ”
"Quick, quick, help me regain my strength!"
Qin Yang was extremely nervous.
The master of internal strength is not terrible, but at this moment, his skills are all lost, and he is still recovering, and if the other party wants to kill him, it will be easy.
"Master, please wait a minute, the system will only load to 51%!"
"Quick, fast......"
Seeing the reborn 'Li Protector' walking towards him step by step, Qin Yang's nervous palms broke out in a cold sweat.
"Rabbit cub! You ruined my body! You ruined my strength! You ruined my dream of cultivating immortals! You ruined everything about me!"
"Li Protector" carried his sword and walked towards Qin Yang step by step.
His face was hideous, and the flesh and blood on his face fell one by one, like a demon crawling out of hell.
There was hatred in his eyes, burning with rage!
"Your current skills are completely lost, and the fish on the board is at my disposal!"
"I'm going to pump your muscles!"
"I'm going to skin you!"
"I'll kill your heart!"
"I'm going to eat your meat!"
"Li Protector" let out a sneering laugh.
"Give Me !! Death"
With a wave of the long sword in his hand, a sword aura containing tyrannical killing intent rushed in.
“…… 95%…… 96%……”
Qin Yang glanced at the loading numbers on the interface, and a burst of despair welled up in his heart.
Is it true that you are going to die at the hands of the old thief today!
At this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly stood in front of him.
"Poof—"
The sword qi pierced directly through her chest like a streamer, splashing a poignant and bewitching blood flower.