The words spit out from the girl's trembling lips were not perceived by Zhao Fukong.

Because at this time, Zhao Fukong was holding the handle of the Enma Knife with one hand, and nailed an old man with a black qi and an unrecognizable face to this flat land mercilessly.

The condition of the beast is very bad, but a wounded beast is often the most dangerous time for them, and if you want to kill them completely, you must withstand their counterattack before dying.

Zhao Yingkong knew in her heart that this person who fell under the knife, like her, was also chasing Zhao Fukong's traces. He obviously did not belong to any famous righteous sect, but a cultivator with evil intentions and intended to spy on some "secrets" from Zhao Weikong.

In the endless chase and stealth, Zhao Yingkong is not the only one who tracks Zhao Fukong, she is only the one who chases the deepest and hides the most cleverly.

Despite Zhao Weikong's concealment skills from the Assassin family, her traces still could not completely disappear from the eyes of the world. The red blood mist emanating from the man's body, and the palpitating killing intent that pierces through the sky, like a piece of carrion, always inevitably attracts the eyes of greedy vultures.

——Changyang Zhenren's warning attracted not only the righteous monks of the Demon Removal Guardian Path, but also the rats lurking in the gutter.

Perhaps in the game of The Legend of Sword and Fairy, the typical villain may not be portrayed in depth, but in the real world of cultivating immortals, light and darkness always go hand in hand.

Where the sun shines, there must be shadows that no one knows.

To a certain extent, the existence of this kind of person is a good thing for Zhao Fukong, because the assassin whose soul is blinded by boundless killing intent really needs to kill one after another to quench the hunger and thirst in his heart.

And the flesh and blood and life of a cultivator are a hundred times, or even a thousand times that of ordinary people, which can provide Zhao Fukong with a stronger sense of satisfaction. As well as the ability to exert his fourth-order gene lock, and even in turn to snatch energy from these people's bodies to heal their own injuries.

A drink and a peck, it is not predetermined, killing and being killed, has always been a relative word.

The demonic monk who does all kinds of evil and has blood on his hands has become a savior for ordinary people, which may also be a kind of karma.

Zhao Yingkong didn't seem to care about all this, her eyes were indifferent, just quietly watching Zhao Yukong's every move. She looked at the blood-mist-shrouded Enma Knife in his hand, greedily sucking the blood of the dead in an indifferent light. When the corpse gradually dried under the knife and turned into a dried corpse, there was still not the slightest emotional fluctuation in her eyes.

It's like looking at a stranger.

- It's sad.

She thought.

Zhao Yingkong has seen Zhao Shukong a lot of times, Zhao Shukong on the island of childhood, Zhao Shukong from the Assassin family, Zhao Shukong who fought at Resident Evil II, and Zhao Shukong before death...... But she had never seen Zhao Fukong, so disregarded for her image, so embarrassed, and truly incarnated as a beast.

The title "beast" is not a description, but a statement, because the body in front of him, shrouded in blood mist, has long since lost its human appearance at this moment.

Zhao Yingkong could clearly see how the scarred Zhao Fukong gradually healed the deep scars in this unusual energy devouring.

The man's body was like a scorched earth after the catastrophe, the only carbonized remains and charred black earth left after being engulfed by the flames, but in this barrenness, those flesh fragments that should have been dead were pulled and driven by the blood mist, and shaped into a new form under an unusual force.

What has reborn from Zhao's wound is no longer the smooth and delicate skin or flexible muscle fibers of human beings. Instead, it was a hard, rough scale armor that seemed to have been peeled from an ancient beast. The scales were tightly packed and covered his body like armor, exuding an ancient savage wildness.

Beneath these scales, the reshaped bones and organs were no longer human, they were thicker and stronger, as if they were the body structure of another creature, giving him strength and durability beyond ordinary people.

Before Zhao Fukong's almost alienated scale armor appeared, his body had undergone countless strange changes. A tail nearly a meter long swayed behind him, claws that replaced the original nails, hard and sharp; Sharp horns grow tenaciously from his head, like a warrior's horn helmet, showing the strength of the wild; And his eyes have become extremely strange, as if they have a compound eye-like structure, and can see a wider field of vision.

Zhao Yingkong in front of him was no longer a pure human being, but like a synthetic beast made up of various alien beast characteristics.

Every movement and breath he takes exudes an extraordinary strength and wildness; Every change in his body revealed a disturbing sense of disobedience, as if it were a law in nature, distorted by some unknown force.

The current Zhao Fukong has lost most of his human appearance in many mutations. The only thing that remained in his humanoid form was his arm and the hand that held the Enma Sword.

However, even this seemingly normal arm hides secrets that no one knows. If one observes closely, they will find that the Yama Knife, the magic weapon that was once in Cecil's possession, is no longer a simple weapon. Its hilt was deeply embedded in Zhao Yukong's palm, and the boundary between the knife and the human being was blurred, as if it had been fused into one.

This is beyond the scope of the fourth-order genetic lock, no matter what, the genetic lock is a power that belongs to human beings, and it will not shape human beings into such a strange appearance - and there is only one reason why Zhao Fukong became like this.

The genes of "Wu" were completely out of control in Zhao Fukong's body, turning him into a complete monster.

It's exactly like the failures of the Assassin family's underground "empty" plans.

"The Yandi Shennong Cave has been opened, if the remaining reincarnation team fails to reach the Yandi Shennong Cave within twenty-four hours, the reincarnation team will be wiped out by all ......"

The reminder of the main god sounded in his ears at this moment, and the countdown to death, which had not appeared since Resident Evil, was quietly flashing on the watch of the main god of Zhao Fukong.

Looking at Zhao Yingkong, who was still unconscious in front of him and ignored the main god's prompts, Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath and took off the "Hades' helmet" that he had been wearing.

"Zhao Fukong ......"

The three-element halberd was already in his hand, glowing with a black glow.

"I'm going to kill you."

And in front of her, it was Zhao Fukong's unhumanoid roar-

At this point, the final curtain of this six-team team battle began. (End of chapter)