What the?

The dunes had only taken a few steps forward before they panicked.

The power of the earth is withering, I, my power......

Did he find something?

Impossible, never. As long as I step on the earth, I am invincible!

Kill him, you must kill him. One punch, I only need to hit him one punch is enough!

In the flash of lightning, the sand dunes had already rushed in front of the target, his face contorted, and he screamed wildly, "Die!

Mystic: Triple Shock!"

Like a red-hot iron rod slicing through a chunk of butter, Dune punches through the chest of Seven Kills before revealing a victor's smile.

Immediately afterward, Dune's smile froze on his face as he saw no blood at the wound of the Seven Kills.

"Hehe, poor brainless worm, are you sure you hit this seat?"

The sound of seven killings echoed in all directions, pervasive.

Sand Dune was stunned when he heard this, and the "Seven Killings" in front of him suddenly shattered, turned into puffs of smoke, and dissipated around. Immediately after that, many gaps appeared out of thin air in the surrounding space, both horizontal and vertical, and it looked chaotic.

Then all the gaps slowly open one after the other, revealing the contents: all sorts of eyes.

Sand Dune was stunned: "What the hell is this secret technique, summoning eyes out of thin air?

Suddenly, the fallen barbarian god thought of something, and his eyes widened: "It's an illusion!"

How is this possible?

I, when did I fall for illusion? ”

As a seasoned wanderer, Dune knows exactly what it means to be alone in an enemy's illusion without backup. He began to go berserk, and with full preparation, he rushed left and right, wanting to break the illusion with brute force or break out of the illusion's range.

But all his efforts were in vain, no matter how desperately the sand dunes moved forward and how they swung their fists and attacked, there were still endless eyes and a desperate gray mist in front of him.

Great, the power of the earth...... The breath of this land is about to run out.

It looks like I'm spinning around and not getting out of this charred warehouse.

If I haven't felt the fresh breath of the earth, my power will ......

The four targets were all gone, and even Dongfang Chen, who was making a lot of noise, was silent, this must be an illusion. If Kazra were here, he could see through the illusion at a glance, so why did he make it like this?

Damn, this time I raised it, I didn't expect that the insect-like natives would actually have someone who comprehended the realm. With the blessing of the realm, all abilities have skyrocketed, and this illusion is afraid that it will not be so easy to crack.

My sand dunes, do I want to die in this land?

No, never!

......

The sand dunes are even more frantic under despair, and they do everything they can to hope for a chance to survive.

It's just that it's just what he thinks it is.

At this moment, the Seven Kills did not have the kind of dejected appearance that had suffered a heavy blow at all, on the contrary, he was full of energy, floating at a height of one meter from the ground, his arms were wrapped around his chest, his chin was touched, and he looked at with interest at the hexagonal long-tailed monster who was still on his toes and was still standing in place, his face was twisted, and he was gritting his teeth.

Seven Kills didn't dare to make a sound, worried that it would affect the illusion that had taken down the sand dunes with great difficulty, so he communicated with his telepathy: "Killing God, since that guy has fallen for the illusion, why don't you take the opportunity to kill him?"

A cold voice replied to him, "How many more times do you have to explain to me? I only have a psychic fire, no carrier, and can only act in a spirit state, so I have no physical attack ability."

As for energy attacks and psychic attacks, I'm sorry, that guy's defense is too strong, beyond my imagination, and the energy you poured into me is far from enough.

Unless, let the scene just now happen again, at least let Jiuding synthesize ten more that is, melt. With this energy, it should barely be enough. ”

Hearing this, Seven Kills immediately wilted: "What? Do you come again? Ten will melt? Then it is better to kill this seat directly."

Is there no other way to kill the gods?

"When he falls into the illusion a little deeper, you can quickly and quietly take your companion and run.

Do you want to kill him? ”

Seven Kills frowned after hearing the words of the killing god, weighed it repeatedly, and finally had to admit the reality, so he had to sigh gloomily: "Alas, it has to be like this." What a great opportunity, it's a pity.

Hehe, thanks to you this time, God of Killing. Otherwise, by this day next year, the four of us are afraid that grass will grow on the grave. ”

After a while, Seven Kills got a calm answer: "You're welcome.

If you exist, I will survive, and if you die, I will die.

You are me, me, and you!"

......

Rewind time back a few minutes, after receiving the "big gift" of Jiuding's third-level fusion gift, Seven Kills simply couldn't withstand such a violent fusion reaction, and completely collapsed from the mind to the carrier, which can be said to be wasted at that time.

If things continue according to this script, there will be no seven killings in the world in less than two minutes. But Seven Kills is not an ordinary person, more than 5,000 years of years have washed away, although he sees everything very lightly, but once there is something he can't look down on, and he is unwilling to let go, he often erupts into an obsession that surpasses everything.

This obsession comes from every brick and tile, grass and tree in the Seven Stars View, from the bamboo forest with blue waves and green seas, from the taste of the hometown that has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow for more than 5,000 spring and autumn seasons, from the shadow that appeared in a dream at that time, reclining on the back of a huge white tiger, looking back and smiling, from the four saints who only have a strict teacher and no father's kindness, from the shaking light that is as close as a son and nephew, Tianshu, from Dongfang Chen, who has always respected him, and is also a teacher and friend, from Prosius, who inadvertently exudes the demeanor of a king in laughter and scolding, from Atia, who is innocent and kind, and dislikes violent killings the most, but is extremely ironic and has won the first killing ranking of the team since its establishment; and from ...... God Butcher!

So Seven Kills didn't give up, but tried their best to live, but the energy they could bear was only so much, what should I do?

So he thought of the three spirit puppets that he had always brought with him: Chiyou, Gonggong, and Zhurong, all of whom were dead horses and live horse doctors.

But even that wasn't enough. Just when Seven Kills was no longer powerless, the trace of killing origin he comprehended began to frantically absorb the overflowing energy for some reason.

The origin of killing is the embodiment of rules, and this thing wants those messy energies to have eggs? This was originally impossible, but Seven Kills used a way of life formed over thousands of years to get the opportunity to accomplish an incredible thing.

This way of life, which is hidden deep in the heart and has not been discovered by anyone who is familiar with the Seven Killings, is called personality separation!

You must know that although Seven Kills is a Heavenly Chosen Killing-type Psychic Force Fielder, he is first and foremost a flesh-and-blood person. And during his most crazy time, there was no concept of life evolution at all, and there was no such thing as life in his consciousness and there was no such thing as class, but fate required him to be a god of death who harvested countless fresh lives.

Countless relatives, friends, subordinates, clansmen, enemies, old people, women, and children died at his hands and fell in the river of blood under his feet.

Didn't he feel guilty after killing so many people with his own hands? He was a human being, not an animal, and of course he felt guilty. At that time, it was a primitive society, and this kind of deliberate genocide was simply unthinkable.

At first, Seven Kills found a high-sounding reason for his actions: war and revenge.

But after meeting and arguing with Nu Yao later, this reason paled in comparison. He desperately needed to find a new reason to give meaning to his actions.

Years of seclusion in the mountains and forests with his beloved wife and daughter made the Seven Killings gradually calm down, and the murderous aura gradually restrained, and at the same time, I kept asking myself a question in my heart: Do I naturally like to kill?

After many years of enlightenment, he came to a preliminary conclusion: No, I like a peaceful life. But I don't mind being a killing maniac when I have to.

This is the interpretation of all the contradictory lives of the Seven Killings in the past 5,000 years!