"Whew-"

The entire temple was already plunged into darkness, and the monsters imprisoned in the various houses were roaring like chickens.

They are crying out, they are cheering, they are witnessing the death of a loser, and they are welcoming the birth of a ruler.

"Even if you lose control?" Zhao Ming's voice was thick and low, and he said, "You are just a lowly breed of No. 3, and I am No. 9!" ”

"Whew!"

In an instant, the violent wind whirlwind frantically slammed on An Zexiu's face, but at this moment, he was already covered by cyan scales, and his blood-red eyes were staring at Zhao Ming in front of him.

He knew in his heart that in terms of the cultivation of the martial artist before the transformation, and the serum used in the transformation, he was not as strong as the other party, and if he fought with the other party in accordance with the rules, he would definitely die.

"Hehehe......" An Zexiu sneered and raised his left hand, biting his arm. The cyan scales peeled off, and he swallowed the flesh and blood into his mouth.

The smell of blood soon activated all the hidden power in his body.

"Crazy!"

Zhao Ming scolded in a deep voice, the other party had turned into a black shadow and rushed towards him, and he naturally did not hesitate to punch back.

Smack-

Smack-

The two thick fists did not collide, and staggered, smashing hard into each other's faces.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Almost at the same time, bone spurs began to grow on both of their bodies, and a white bone spur broke through the flesh and scales, and black and red blood continued to flow out......

Unlike monsters that have lost the ability to think, they have their own minds, but at the same time it means that they can feel pain.

The growth of every bone spur means that the skin is open.

They bleed, they roared, they frantically entangled. Every time they collided, a wound was torn, and every time they separated, there was a burst of blood......

Whew-

Whew-

The wind and snow were blowing, and it was constantly whistling. The cold wind blew out of the deep valley, gathering the snow in the mountains, and every grain of snow and ice slag was blown down by the wind like bullets, and the impact on the mountain edge would make holes.

At this moment, countless monsters hesitated and crawled in the snow like ice sculptures, layer by layer, accumulating like a ladder. Like lowly slaves, they all knelt down towards the tent in the center, and at the same time protected them from the wind and snow.

In the tent in the center, in the midst of a huge tent, the only light of the entire snow-capped mountain shone here.

Inside the tent, more than a dozen powerhouses of the Zhao family were clustered here, and the two in the center were the head of the family, Zhao Yinshi, and the little young master Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei was tightly wrapping the cotton clothes on his body, his pale face was frozen red, and his slender and beautiful hands were rubbing together.

Huang Jiexiu couldn't ignore this level of cold yet, not only him, but the other people in the tent were also tightly wrapped in cotton clothes.

Zhao Lei raised his head with a smile, looked at his father and said, "I left them good things, no matter who wins, the final result is the same." ”

Zhao Yinshi looked at his son in front of him, he was only seventeen years old, but even he couldn't see his mind now. Maybe this is his biggest opponent this time, but he can't kill him now, he still has value.

"Brother......" Zhao Lei's eyes flashed with something shiny, and two drops of water fell, turning into ice beads directly in the cold air.

"Peach, I'll avenge you tonight......"

In that distant time, there was only darkness in his world, and she was the only light in that world.

"If this world destroys you, I will destroy this world."

……

After the storm, everything has calmed down.

In the darkness, one man fell, one fell to one knee.

An Zexiu picked up a round head from the ground, raised it high above his head, and threw it fiercely!

One of his arms had been bitten off raw, the blood-stained scales were dripping to the ground, and the nerves and musculature were exposed to the air, and it was terrifying.

An Zexiu grinned, leaving only half of his face to look even more hideous, and the white bones were smooth and shiny.

"Hehehehehe......"

An Zexiu laughed maniacally, and then he walked to a cabinet next to him, opened one of the leather cases on it, and took out an injection from it.

"My ......" An Zexiu stared at the potion tightly, his eyes flashed like two red dots, and finally slammed the potion to the ground.

The syringe of the medicine is glass, which is directly reduced to fragments on the ground, and the liquid medicine inside is left on the ground, brushed like sulfuric acid.

"Hehehehe......" An Zexiu limped towards Zhao Ming's corpse.

"Zhao family, Zhao family...... Do you really think I'm going to be stupid enough to inject some ultimate potion? ”

An Zexiu sneered in his heart, grabbed the headless corpse on the ground, bit it fiercely on the neck where there was still blood, and began to devour it frantically!

After a long time, the corpse on the ground had turned into an obscene dried corpse. He tore the corpse apart with his claws and devoured it in his stomach.

When he completely ate it, a sarcoma the size of an apple grew on his broken arm.

"Is this what it feels like to be in control?" An Zexiu's eyes glowed with an unprecedented red brilliance, and he had a sense of control, a sense of control over all the martial slaves......

"If that's the case, then ...... Die to all! ”

In the darkness of the night, a figure escaped from the temple and fled deep into the mountains.

Death, silence.

When I went to the so-called lama temple, it was already late at night, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, and I couldn't keep dancing in the air, because I had to leave the real qi to dry!

But these true qi are obviously in vain, because there is no longer a little living breath here.

There are a lot of white skeletons in the firewood room, all of which have been eaten clean by some kind of creature, and the broken steps next to them should be the aborigines here.

That is, those innocent lamas.

There are dozens of houses here, and all of them are the same scene, and the monsters have their heads split open and their brains shattered and die.

In a word, extremely bright.

"What the hell is this Nima? Suicide? All crazy? ”

Now I'm half the size of a head in the courtyard, this is just too easy, I haven't done it yet, so I just collected the corpses for them?

"Hoo ......"

He exhaled easily, and with the wave of his hands, the endless finch flame came out, setting the entire lama temple on fire in an instant......

The fire was raging, staining half of the sky red.

……