Fan Lang locked onto the nearest Shura aura, remained invisible, and flew towards it.

In stealth, his flight speed will be limited, but it will be fast enough.

In a few moments, he flew to the star where his target was, an earthy yellow star, full of desert, very barren, only a few places, with water and oases.

Fan Lang walked through the wall of the firmament and approached the aura of Shura, which became more and more obvious as the distance shortened.

As they drew closer, some voices were heard.

"Hmph, the human race on this star is really weak, and it can be killed with a casual finger, no different from crushing an ant. It's a pure waste of time here, just punch this star and blow it up. ”

"There's no hurry, you know, I like to kill people for fun, let me have some fun, and it's not too late to destroy this place when I'm satisfied. ”

"If you want to kill, you are also a strong man of the murderous clan, what is the point of killing these ants. ”

"Killing the strong has the pleasure of killing the strong, and killing ants has the fun of killing ants. ”

"I really don't understand you! You hurry up, and if you procrastinate any longer, I'll leave first. ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, you go to the side to cultivate by yourself, we said we would go together. ”

These conversations fell into Fan Lang's ears, and it should be the Shura people who are talking.

Continuing to fly forward, I finally saw the Shura clan located here, the number is not very large, there are only three in total.

These three Shura tribes are all men, all of them are fierce and vicious, with green faces and fangs, extremely strong figures, very rough and wild dresses, and each wears a weapon that is well used.

In the vicinity, there is a desert oasis where many people live. Long before that, this oasis had been destroyed by the three Shura clans, and it was full of ruins, and in some places it was full of flames, killing and wounding countless people, and many of the wounded were wailing.

If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!

Terrans don't have much sympathy when they kill aliens. The same is true when an alien kills people.

Three Shura youths, one of whom has an evil personality and likes to kill people for fun, kidnaps a group of Terrans together, kills them one by one, and has a lot of fun.

The other two Shura youths were not interested in this, and they were busy with their own things, one was cultivating, and the other was sitting there drinking.

The evil Shura youth held a scimitar in his hand and sneered at the Terrans in front of him: "Let's play a game, the rules of the game are very simple, I ask you who deserves to die, and then you point to a person, and whoever is identified has the highest number of votes, I will kill that person." In the end, the three or five people who stay are the final winners, and I will let them live. You'd better cooperate with me obediently, let me have a little fun, and kill those who try to escape!

The Terrans present were terrified, in fact, there were many people who did not fully understand the rules of the game of the Shura youth, and they could not expect the other party to explain them in detail.

"Alright, the game begins, and you can point to your chosen target. You have ten breaths of time to choose, and those who do not make a choice for more than ten breaths will die the same. "Scimitar Shura Youth kicked off the bloody game.

Some people who understood the rules of the game were forced to make choices and stretched out their hands to others one by one. Those who did not understand the rules of the game also followed suit and raised their hands.

Those who were pointed at by others were all anxious all of a sudden, some people scolded, and some begged bitterly.

The scimitar Shura youth looked at the scene in front of him and enjoyed the pleasure of playing with others.

He is not a demon, nor does he have any demonic nature, torturing these human races is not a demonic nature, it is purely enjoyable, and there is no psychological burden.

As time passed, these Terrans were forced to make life-and-death choices.

Some people were unwilling to cooperate and tried to escape from this place, but they only ran two steps before they were killed by the scimitar Shura youth in seconds, and they couldn't even see how he made a move.

If you don't participate in the game, it's a dead end.

Participate in the game, there is a glimmer of life.

After a few people died, the rest of the people learned to behave, and the old man tried to stay where he was, stretching out his hand to another person.

Many people are following the trend, seeing who others are pointing at, and pointing to the past.

Those who are chosen by many people are either not popular or unlucky.

"It's time for ten breaths! Those few people who have been chosen by others, you all die!" The scimitar Shura young man shot out to kill, wielding the scimitar vigorously, and several knife lights flashed, killing eight people on the spot.

The bodies of these eight people exploded, turning into a blood mist, staining the people around them red, causing one scream after another.

"Hahahaha, it's so fun, the next round of selection begins, you guys hurry up and choose a new target. Who is the person you hate the most on weekdays, if you want to take revenge, now is the right time. The scimitar Shura youth laughed.

After the first round of games, people's understanding of the rules of the game was deepened, and everyone took action and raised their fingers to others.

"Don't point at me, don't point at me, please. ”

"If you refer to me, then I will refer to you!"

"Anyway, there are already so many people pointing at you, so I'll point to you too. Don't blame me, I don't have a choice. These Shura clans are too strong, we are no opponents at all, someone has to die. ”

This game is a tease of the human race, and at the same time a torture of human nature.

Once someone is fingered by a lot, it is basically difficult to turn over, and ten breaths of time is simply not enough to persuade others to change their minds.

"Five, Four, Three, Two......"

The scimitar Shura youth was doing a countdown, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he was ready to kill again.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind him.

"Stop playing, it's my turn to play with you now. ”

The scimitar Shura youth was shocked when he heard this, someone approached behind him, and he didn't even notice it! He suddenly turned around, looked behind him, and saw a young man of the human race standing there coldly.

The person who came was Fan Lang!

At Fan Lang's feet, there was a blood-stained head on each side, which were the two Shura youths who had just died, that is, the accomplices of the scimitar Shura youth.

This scene surprised the scimitar Shura youth, and while he was playing a game with others, two of his accomplices were killed.

The scimitar Shura youth didn't have time to think about it, he was about to attack when he came out, and Fan Lang would not give him this opportunity.

Seeing Fan Lang wave his hand, a divine dragon magic appeared in mid-air, and a huge dragon claw fell, trampling the scimitar Shura youth under his feet, no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.

In the past, these Shura tribes always disliked the Terrans they encountered were too weak and too enjoyable to kill, but now a powerful Terran has finally appeared to govern them.

"I'm going to ask you a question, and you'd better answer it obediently. Both of your accomplices have been killed by me, and I have controlled their souls and can read their memories at any time. If your answer doesn't match their memory, just wait for it. Fan Lang said coldly.

(End of chapter)