Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Mysterious Man

Several mysterious people in a mysterious hall looked at the light curtain in front of them, and the picture in the world of peace consciousness appeared in the light curtain, and the mysterious person sitting in the first place got up and laughed wildly: "This is what it looks like, this is what it looks like! Hate the whole world and kill the whole world." ”

"Ah Er, pass on the Evil Emperor Recipe and the Berserk Blood Disc to him, and let him start preparing for receiving the inheritance. Quick!" yelled the mysterious man sitting at the top.

A slender mysterious man behind him hurriedly responded after hearing this, turned around and called the remaining two, and the three of them operated against the light curtain together.

A minute later, a blood-colored light shot out from the console in front of Ah Er's body and entered the light curtain in front of him.

I saw a flash of blood light on the blood-colored sun in the world of peace consciousness, and a scarlet ray of light shot out from it and hit Ping'an, who was standing at the foot of the mountain.

Ping An was hit by the blood line as if he had untied the shackles in his heart, the madness in his heart, and the killing intent in his eyes completely exploded.

Seeing this, the mysterious man sitting in the first place smiled proudly: "It's still the efficiency of this seat to preside over personally." Speaking of this, the mysterious man seemed to remember something, and scolded in a low voice: "Those damn boys below, they can't do any trivial things, if they don't find Yang Ping'an this time, this seat will have to destroy them." ”

Several subordinates behind the mysterious man, after hearing this, bowed their heads slightly and did not dare to answer, the person in charge of this place before had been killed by this person, they were newly transferred, in their eyes, the one in front of them, but a ruthless madman, they didn't even dare to talk to this person.

After the control of the mysterious person, the wind and clouds in the space of Ping'an's consciousness surged, and endless blood-colored light filled the entire space, Ping'an's body was slowly lifted into the air by the light, and a pair of blood-colored eyes looked coldly at Yuan Dongliang on the mountain, looking at everything.

Yuan Dongliang at the top of the mountain was already stupid, trembling and looking at Ping An flying in the air, he shouted in horror: Demon, you are a demon!

Ping An looked at each other hatefully, licked his lips bloodthirsty, "If I can kill you animals, even if I fall into the devil's path, what if I fall into the devil's path."

As soon as he stretched out his hand as he spoke, the blood-colored light converged and condensed into a blood-colored thick-backed long knife more than a meter long, and a demon on the knife body opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat.

Yuan Dongliang looked at the peace that seemed to be a killing god, his legs trembled, and a yellow liquid flowed down his trouser legs, creating a stream on the ground under his feet. His voice trembled and begged for mercy: Please let me go, my father is the third master of Qinglong Village, if you kill me, my father will never let you go......

Listening to Yuan Dongliang's threat, Ping An laughed wildly: Yuan Dongliang, don't say it's you, even your father will die today! As soon as the words fell, he raised the blood-colored long knife in his hand and slashed at Yuan Dongliang.

A blood-colored knife light flashed, Yuan Dongliang was directly cut in half by the knife light, and the demon pattern on the long knife flashed bloodshot in Yuan Dongliang's eyes after his death, and a ray of light shot out, and the blood on Yuan Dongliang's body was directly sucked away by the evil ghost.

After absorbing the blood, the demon replenished some of it to Ping'an, making his momentum even greater and more bloodthirsty.

Then a massacre in the world of consciousness began, crazy peace, flew into Qinglong Village to kill everyone inside, flew to Yong'an Town to kill the mayor's family, and even Qiao's family did not let go.

Watching the enemies die in front of him one by one, Ping An felt pleasure for the first time in his heart, and the killing intent in his heart controlled him and began to slaughter innocents.

As long as life appeared in front of him, they were all mercilessly killed by him, whether it was men, women, the elderly, children, and even Teacher Ma, who cared for him, died under his knife.

At this time, peace forgot fear, forgot humiliation, forgot hatred, forgot everything, and there was only one faith left in his heart, killing everything.

The peace in reality, because the world of consciousness changes, the outside world also changes, and the imprint of power, which was originally half unfolded, began to unfold again, and the speed of expansion became faster and faster, and finally with a clear bang, the fruit of the imprint of power shattered, and the imprint of power inside completely unfolded.

After unfolding, the mark of power changed from white, gradually to black, and then to red, one color after another, and before the color change was completed, a blood-colored light descended from the void and shone on Ping'an's body, and a small blood-colored disc shot down into Ping'an's body.

The mark of power on the forehead was disturbed by the blood-colored light, and after a burst of colorful colors, the blood light on the mark flashed, and it completely turned into a scarlet blood-colored, which looked extremely demonic.

A mysterious symbol appeared above the blood-red mark, this symbol seemed to have life, followed by a peaceful breath, flickering light and darkness, and after a while, a blood-colored long knife flew out of the symbol.

Looking at the style of the long knife, it is exactly the same as the long knife condensed by Ping An in the world of consciousness, except that the evil ghost on this long knife in the real world has its eyes closed.

After the long knife appeared, the blade shook, and in an instant, the qi of grace within a radius of a hundred miles surged towards the long knife as if it had received an order.

Ma Changyu, who was lecturing at the academy, sensed the change in the qi of grace, looked up into the distance in shock, and was about to go towards the place where the qi of grace gathered, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took a few steps, the qi of grace that had gathered away was instantly absorbed, and he wanted to investigate again, but he didn't find anything.

Ma Changyu's face was cloudy and looked into the distance, his body moved, and he disappeared into the classroom, the students in the classroom, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what happened.........

After absorbing the qi of grace, the blade trembled, and returned to the rune, and the changes around it disappeared with the long knife, calming down.

If it weren't for the cultivation of the junior wrestlers of Ping An, I would have thought that all this was an illusion.

Although Ping An successfully broke through, the tragedy in the world of consciousness continued, and Ping An no longer knew how many people he had killed, and as far as the eye could see, there was blood in addition to the corpse.

The land of the whole world was stained red with blood, all the rivers were also blood-red, and the whole world was filled with a foul smell of blood. There was a dead silence all around, and there was not a single sound. It seems that because of the existence of peace, even the wind does not dare to appear.

Just as Ping An continued to look for the hunting target, a crying sound came from a distance, Ping An followed the reputation, only to see his sister Wang Chao Lu Lihua looking at him with rain, crying: "Brother, don't kill it, sister is afraid, go home with sister." ”

After hearing this, Ping'an's body shook, a look of hesitation appeared in his eyes, he reached out and threw away the long knife, held his head in both hands, and roared in pain.

But the good times didn't last long, only a few minutes later, Ping An went berserk again, and instantly came to his sister's side, with a strong big hand around Wang Chaolu's neck, and looked at her bloodthirsty eyes.

Wang Chaolu closed his eyes in pain, and two crystal teardrops at the corners of his eyes dripped down his chin and fell on Ping'an's hand.

Heian, who was hit by teardrops, seemed to have encountered the most terrible thing, let go of his palm, and hurriedly stepped back.

The madness in his eyes slowly subsided because of Wang Chaolu's tears, and the peace in the retreat, without taking a few steps back, bumped into a person's arms, looked up, and saw Aunt Wang's kind face.

The madness in Ping'an's eyes subsided, and when he turned his head to look, Uncle Wang looked at him with a smile and said softly, "Let's go, go home." ”

Aunt Wang hugged Ping'an and scolded with a smile: "It's so big, I even forgot to go home for dinner, and begged for a beating." After speaking, Aunt Wang gently patted Ping'an on the head.

Ping An looked at his relatives beside him, the bloodthirsty color disappeared, and his reason returned, "Yes, it's time to go home." After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell down.

The scene in the world of consciousness gradually blurred because of the peaceful coma, and after a while, it turned into a fog again.

Ping An successfully broke through to the realm of Lux, but this breakthrough turned out to be a breakthrough by hatred and killing, if there was no Wang Chaolu and Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang to wake him up with family affection, I don't know if Ping An would have fallen into madness because of his consciousness, so he really became a killing god.

Falling into a deep coma, he didn't know that there was a huge conspiracy slowly unfolding, which made him lose his loved ones, and also lost the last trace of humanity.