"If we want to live, we have to eat human brains. But after eating the brain, you will see the scene that this person is most afraid of in life, which is a bad feeling. There is an anesthetic in the blood, and when the person is in a coma and the brain is taken, there will be no bad feeling again. I've said everything, you let me go, there are a lot of people like me in this city. If you let me go, I'll be your dog, and I'll help you get them all. You can be the king of this world. ”

Rick said with an excited encouragement. It seems that it is not this man who is grabbing his neck who is about to ascend the throne, but himself.

"Alas!" I sighed, and the Soul Eater flashed through a devouring darkness, slicing half of Rick's head open.

Rick's brain was still beating. Even, half of the head that left, a pair of eyes were still turning.

It makes me feel very strange that the living dead are really immortal?

With the mindset of research, I stepped forward and used the Soul Eater Sword, a sword inserted into the disclosure, but it didn't seem to have any effect. The devouring of the Soul Eater Sword also became silent.

I raised the Soul Eater Sword, there was no trace of blood left on the sword, and the sword body was still as black as ink as usual.

I suddenly figured out that these living dead are actually the same nature as zombies, they are all only bodies, and their souls should be in the bronze lamp. The Soul Eater Sword was only sharp in front of them, or the Soul Eater Sword hated these body essences!

"What the hell are you?" I muttered to myself in confusion. But when I saw that it was Rick who answered me, he had a mocking look in his eyes.

Until this moment, Rick found that although his head was separated, he still did not have the fear of death, and his heart was also half of it, even if he chopped himself into pieces, he would recover as long as he had time. I am immortal, and there is no better news than this.

I frowned in thought. What the hell is going on with all this, even the Soul Devouring Sword has lost its effect, so can't he really kill this thing?

At this time, the most suitable thing is to ask someone. Mo Li is the most suitable person, but Mi Li is upstairs guarding the candle. The only ones left are Zhu Youzhen and Yuyan. Zhu Youzhen doesn't seem to be able to count on it, he and the Dragon Clan are not the same era. Then all that's left is the rain.

However, Yu Yan was just beginning to open his mind, and many things were vague in memory, and there didn't seem to be much hope of asking him. But now I don't have any other choice.

The white clothes are like snow, and the rain is still that cold face, although it has a beautiful red face, it can't make people get close.

"Yudi, do you know what this guy is?" I asked directly, without the slightest intention of pity.

Yu Yan didn't answer, just Zou Mei, stepped forward and picked up half of Rick's head, and suddenly threw it aside in disgust.

"What's wrong?" I asked. You must know that when Yu Yan rebelled against the Zhou family, even if he was a bad old man, he would not shy away from absorbing the other party's essence and blood, and only stopped when he knew that he would become a dry corpse. In my opinion, this Lek is much more eye-catching than the Zhou family.

These are ghouls. They're not humans or ghosts, nothing to do with the dirtiest things, and at the time of the Great War of the Ancients, the so-called gods controlled these guys.

I was stunned for a moment, Yu Yan spoke very fluently, could it be that Yu Yan regained his memory. "What's going on with the Rain Gods, how can they control these guys?"

Yuyan's eyes returned to confusion again, and a heartbroken sound came from my heart. This is just the beginning, how to go back again!

"Yuyan, how did you kill him?" I continued to ask, if I can't even figure it out, I can only go back to find Mo Li, why is my soul realm a plane, how good it would be if he was a three-dimensional one!

Dreams are always plump, but the reality is skinny. The soul realm is always flat, he is not three-dimensional, and this is the only thing I can do, and the only person I can ask for help is the rain in front of me whose brain is confused at every turn.

"These god-men can only be killed by free gold, only by sticking it in their hearts." Yu Yan finally said a word, which made me excited and depressed at the same time. What the hell is free gold?

"What is that free gold?" I couldn't help but ask.

Yu Yan's eyes returned to clarity again, glanced at me, and said disdainfully: "The sword in your hand is the gold of free separation. The words fell, and the rain left directly! I was left stunned to look at the Soul Eater Sword in my hand. The material of the Soul Eater has always bothered me, and I know that now I know that it was made of free gold. So is there a lot of free gold? Why have I never encountered it, if the free gold is very rare, then what happened to the original battle between gods and demons, the gods don't seem to have any benefits. In the end, the gods and demons left at the same time. It seems that the contract of the three worlds of heaven, earth and man has also been set. Mankind has also found a living space in this contract.

In other words, this free gold does not belong to this world at all, but is a product of the demon world.

Whatever! Anyway, it's the right thing to solve the matter in front of you first, as for your own questions, Yu Yan won't leave, just pull it out and ask again after finishing the matter.

Half of Rick's head fell to the ground, his eyes widened, although he couldn't understand Huaxia, it didn't hinder him, he was shocked by this Huaxia woman who suddenly appeared and disappeared. Even when those cold, jade-like hands touched him, Rick felt very enjoyed.

I looked at Rick's gap-open face, grinned, and slowly walked over to Rick's body.

Rick suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a sense of danger that he had never felt before made him shout directly: "You! What are you doing? ”

"Didn't you say I couldn't kill you? I'm going to keep trying until I kill you. The words fell to the Soul Eater Sword, and it was inserted directly into Rick's chest and straight into his heart.

Airplanes! The Soul Devouring Sword roared, and the dark aura suddenly soared, and the entire space was filled with a gloomy and cold aura. At this time, the Soul Eater Sword had a greedy child who suddenly turned into a vengeful demon god. The icy killing intent made me even shudder.

Immediately opened his mouth wide, and the eyes on the distant half of his head instantly became painful, and it only took a few seconds to lose his lustre. And the beating brain began to atrophy until it became a pile of gravel.

Airplanes! The Soul Eater Sword shook suddenly, leaped up, and began to attack itself uncontrollably. The sword light was everywhere, and a puff of gravel bloomed everywhere, and under the attack of the Soul Devouring Sword, these people's heads were like sandbag bombs, suddenly bursting. Gravel flew away with the force of the blast.

I watched in silence, I had long felt that the origin of the Soul Eater Sword was not simple, but I had never felt so small when facing the Soul Eater Sword as I did now.

It's not that I don't want to control it, it's that I found that this Soul Eater Sword is no longer under my control, like a beast that has escaped from a cage, and everything it sees is torn to pieces.

At this time, I faced the Soul Eater Sword, like a helpless child. Watching a killing and wanting to leave, my heart was full of grievances.

Under the soul realm, more than a hundred people in this underground parking lot were slaughtered by the Soul Devouring Sword in no more than ten minutes.

Airplanes! A long sword roar. The Soul Eater Sword still seemed to be very restless, constantly hovering in the air. Like an eagle looking for prey.

"You want to kill, don't you? Come with me. "I looked at the Soul Eater and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. This sorrow is emitted by the Soul Eater. At this time, the Soul Eater Sword was no longer just a weapon, but a long sword with consciousness.

I've only seen such a long sword in the records of immortal weapons. But does such a sword really exist? What kind of existence is the Soul Eater Sword? The Soul Eater Sword didn't seem to have any doubts about my words, and when he saw me turn around, he immediately let out a sword roar. Follow me.

In the hall, Lisa, the reception lady, was bored browsing the web, and at this point in time, there were very few people who came to stay. As for the dozen or so young men on the couches in the hall. Lisa also didn't see any signs of paying for accommodation from them.

"Alas! It's really unlucky, why are these people every night, what do they think of the hall! Lisa grumbled in a depressed whisper.

Lisa is new here. It is said that the most welcoming person in front of him suddenly left. I didn't even ask for a week's salary when I left. Lisa didn't know what was going on, but that didn't stop him from being attracted by the generous treatment here.

But from the first day of work, the group of fellows arrived in the hall on time at twelve o'clock in the profession. If they're just trying to spend the night here, that's fine. But the look at the group, both men and women, made Lisa feel like she was being targeted by a wild beast.

Lisa had reflected this in the face of the hotel's management. The management of the hotel did not pay attention to it at all. Fortunately, Lisa found that this group of people had never taken the initiative to approach her except for the wrong eyes, which also reassured Lisa a lot.

"Beautiful Miss Lisa, you know, I watch you every day, do you need a drink?"

When Lisa was bored, a magnetic voice appeared in her ears.

Lisa was startled, and when she looked up, she saw that the young man in his twenties was standing in front of him with a bottle of valuable whiskey in his hand and two goblets in one hand.

Lisa doesn't like the individual very much, on the contrary, she has a strong sense of wariness. In the group, this young man named Peter was clearly the leader. Peter had never come to him all this time, so why did he come to him today?

"No, thanks, I don't drink!" Although Peter's eyes made Lisa uncomfortable, Lisa politely refused.

"That's not good, you know? It is a mistake to reject a man who expresses affection for you. Peter was still smiling, but his eyes were more fanatical.