By the time I rushed forward with the knife in my hand, the gentlemen of the old religion had already pounced on them desperately, and what I saw in their faces was not only hostility, but also a kind of despair that could not be suppressed.

I don't know what happened to these old teachers, maybe they were just like them, they were all sick, and they were so sick that they were completely desperate.

None of them spoke, they didn't scream in anger, they didn't scream when I cut off their limbs, and they were all silent.

The atmosphere was so eerie that even someone like me, who had the upper hand, couldn't help but feel nervous.

Like the weird black incense burner before, I probably counted a few, and there were only nine people holding this kind of magic weapon, and all nine of them were standing at the back of the crowd, holding the incense burner in both hands, muttering something in their mouths and not knowing what they were muttering.

Many black tentacles like vines slowly came out of the holes of those incense burners, as if they were dancing, constantly writhing their bodies, and it looked like there was a strange beauty.

As the gentleman said before, the physical condition of these old sect gentlemen is very special, without exception, all of them can't hold qi in their physical bodies, whether it is yin and yang qi or vitality, they are constantly flowing out.......

Although the amount of breath that passes is not much, if it goes on like this, sooner or later, the physical body will naturally collapse, and at that time, it will definitely be more uncomfortable than death.

But there is one thing that has to be mentioned.

These gentlemen, who are constantly losing their qi, seem to be occupied by something else in their bodies, it should be the power of the black-robed king, such an intuitive and real breath...... It was also the first time I found it in an ordinary old teacher.

No wonder Mr. said that after these people got sick, their combat effectiveness increased, and it seems that this is really true.......

"What the hell are you trying to do....... I'm a little confused......."

As I spoke, I held the Miao knife in my hand and slashed at the enemy in front of me like chopping melons and vegetables.

It stands to reason that the most powerful skills of the old sect gentlemen are those unknown secret arts, which are also the magic weapons they use to clean up the gentlemen in the line.

If my realm is not what it is now, but what it was a few months ago, to be honest, it would be extremely difficult to meet such a vote of old sect gentlemen and let me hack them to death one by one with a Miao knife.

It's okay if there are fewer people, and I'm not scared of anyone if I fight alone, but there are many people like this...... Hundreds of people all pounced....... That kind of deterrence is still very scary!

What's more, each of them is a separate individual, if each of them uses the secret techniques unique to the old sect and uses the power of the Black Robe King to deal with me, even if the lethality to me is limited, it can still have some impact.

But now they can see that the ordinary secret techniques of the old religion are no longer enough to clean me up, and they can't even affect me in the slightest, and the only thing that can hold me back for the time being is hand-to-hand combat.

The crowd tactic is still a bit useful, not to mention killing, it is to kill pigs, kill a hundred pigs, it will take time, right?

Just as I was holding the Miao knife and slashing continuously, the old sect gentlemen who were holding the black incense burner screamed without warning.

I could clearly see the changes in their bodies, as if they had touched some corrosive liquid, their skin began to fester, and I could smell the rancid stench emanating from them twenty or thirty meters away.

But in this process, the forces that were hidden in their bodies and should belong to the black-robed king's body continued to repair their physical bodies in order to save their lives.

I don't know what these gentlemen did, but at this moment, the tentacles that stretched out of the incense burner like trees and vines stretched out their bodies one after another, and frantically drilled towards me.

But to my surprise, they seemed to have a great resistance to my body, and as soon as they touched my body, the next second, as if frightened, they quickly shrank back, burrowed back into the incense burner and never showed their faces again.

Seeing this scene, the old sect gentlemen who were surrounding me were stunned for two seconds, as if they couldn't believe this fact, and their eyes quickly became frightened.

"It's okay for that thing to kill, but unfortunately I'm not human........"

I looked at the gentleman who had deceived me from afar, and a big smile appeared on my face.

"I almost forgot, I'm not stupid, there's no need to fight you hand-to-hand......."

As I spoke, the flesh on my arms began to dissolve itself, flowing like liquid to the ground.

As soon as it touched the ground, the liquid formed by the dissolution of the flesh and blood solidified, looking like a mirror, and many blood-red tentacles the thickness of thumbs came out of the liquid silently.

They are one with me, they know what I think, they know what I am worried about.

Without waiting for my command, these blood-red tentacles stretched their bodies like living creatures, writhing wildly in the factory, and kept stabbing the enemy's chest and abdomen like spears.

They looked like sticks with no sharp angles, but in reality, they were no worse than Miao knives, and they could easily pierce the flesh of these old sect masters.

I've slashed a few enemies, but this is the first time I've fought someone on such a large scale....... Or rather, slaughter.

Pleasure?

To be honest, I didn't feel this emotion, all I could feel was an indescribable sense of confusion.

When these old teachers continue to lose their voices, I only feel that this kind of thing should not happen between me and them, no matter what, we are all future generations, and we all belong to this world......

Why exactly...... Because an alien creature makes us kill each other??

I'm not a saint, I don't have that much compassion, but I still feel sad at this time.

Perhaps in front of an extremely ancient creature like the Black-robed King, we are just pawns....... Some pieces that don't matter just appear on the board......

Looking at the old teachers who fell one after another, the expression on my face became vaguely bitter.

"I'm sorry....... Damn it....... We have different positions....... I can only let you die first....... Wait until I stop the Black-robed King....... I will take revenge on you......."

In the process, many old teachers looked back, thinking only that the old man sitting in a dark corner could save their lives and help them.

But from beginning to end, the man did not say a word, and sat cross-legged on the ground as if in a daze, without the slightest movement.

Soon, all the old teachers I could see were lying on the ground, and the only one left standing was the man who had deceived me before.

He had no desire to run away, and looked at me tremblingly, muttering over and over again.

"Even if it's death...... and return to the bosom of the true God....... No enemy can kill us completely....... We no longer suffer after death....... We will have eternal life after being born again......."

With his pious and desperate prayers, I looked at him expressionlessly, and slowly walked over, the blood-red tentacles that had slaughtered most of the cultists, and gradually returned to the embrace of those liquids.

At this point, I don't feel like he's a bad guy, I'm more of a villain.

When I walked up to him, I looked at him motionlessly and asked him, "Why did you lie to me?" You should know that there is a good chance that I will let you go. ”

"I ...... I am the Son of the true God....... It's its family...... Its most loyal followers....... The most devout servant ......."

The gentleman looked at me as if he had been frightened mad, and his face was pale and he kept chattering.

Seeing his reaction, I can only feel sad for him.

"In the next life, don't be so stupid again."

I said from the bottom of my heart and shook my head.

Before he could say anything more, the Miao knife had already been lifted by me, and I slashed at him with his head and face.

Soon he was silent, and there could be no more sounds.

I was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the old man in a dark corner.

"What's the surname, what do you want to do?"