Hao used the abdominal breathing in the Tu Na Gong, his internal organs were overloaded, and he was going to kill the old man again!

Then find a way to prevent it from being reborn.

He had just tried to destroy the ritual skull, but found it useless.

This thing was unusually hard, and with his strength and mental power, it could not be destroyed in a short period of time, and it was not feasible to make a fuss about it.

Hao thinks that it is very likely that it is the relationship between the rules of the ritual, and when the ritual is over, it can be easily broken.

The body temperature of the cloud was rising, his eyes were cold, and the speed made it impossible for the old man of the Bozwa tribe to lock on, only to see a black shadow swept up from a row of stone men, and in the next second, all the puppets exploded into powder.

Several huge stone figures with huge bodies were either slapped or smashed with heavy fists, and all of them missed.

The man's combat power has reached a level of devastation...

No wonder they said they were going to kill themselves.

The old man was startled by the hazy performance, but quickly regained his composure.

In the ritual, he is invincible!

Can't die.

Rumble!

The nearby stone people followed the black shadow as they approached, and as soon as they attacked, their bodies exploded...

A wave of qi followed, blowing up the old man's eyebrows, as well as a large number of stones and fine powder, he continued to exert his telekinetic ability, reorganizing the gravel, and his face was not in a hurry... Leaning back, ready to retreat.

But before he even blinked, his face was already less than twenty centimeters in front of him...

"It's useless... It's just that if I die again, I can surpass you. ”

The old man sneered.

There was no sound, the knife fell in his hand, and the sharp nails were thrown out with amazing mobility, so fast that he didn't even have the trajectory of the move, only a sharp sound was heard.

Immediately after, the old man's neck spurted blood... It is cut by a smooth one.

However, this time it was not cut off... The old man's planted head still had a trace of flesh and skin.

At a healing speed far faster than the previous times, it suddenly returned to its original state.

The improvement of the latter's strength, especially the increase in telekinesis skills and qi volume, made it impossible for Hao Hao, who used the technique of spitting, to easily blade his blood as before.

The difference in the speed of resurrection and self-healing is observed.

But I didn't tell... It's going to get to this point.

Even if you cut off the other person's head, it will grow in a breath...

"Hahaha... Every time I die, the speed at which I reshape increases, and I evolve, and in this ritual, I am a god! The old man's dilated pupils instantly reappeared bright, and he said arrogantly.

The time between death and resurrection has been shortened infinitely!

Kill the target one more time and the old man will be resurrected faster.

Possible... It doesn't take a second.

In other words, you have to react in less than a second... The recovery of the spirit and body is a momentary pause, just like the reconnection of a broken server, I just need to grasp the node where the old man's consciousness is revived, and continue to kill him when his strength is the weakest, so that the server is disconnected.

The problem is that with each death, this time interval is accelerated... Now it's a second, what about next?

Millisecond?

Or... Faster signaling than neurons?

Can you do it yourself?

During this period, you can't miss your hand, once you miss it, it means death, and it will not be terminated until the old man sacrifices all the Botswa people for the dead ghost and ends the ceremony.

Kill the target at least ten times in a row...

It's so hard... It's so hard that people are desperate.

A thought crossed his mind.

But he didn't hesitate, because he had no way out!

Thinking about it, Hao's arm was like a giant spear, stabbing at the old man.

Syllable!

What happened next made Hazy's head blank for a moment.

His wrist was choked by the old man.

"I was killed by you just now...", the gloomy tone came into his ears, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the old man's hideous ghost-like face.

With a click, the old man used his hand hard, and he had always been confident in the strength of his flesh and blood, and he was defeated for the first time.

His thoughts... His martial arts iron cloth shirt was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper.

It can be easily broken and broken!

The old man's strength has skyrocketed at least tenfold, and his evolution is getting more terrifying every time, and... It's comprehensive.

Crushing... Pure crushing.

Without any skills or means, at this moment, Hao judged... Pure physical strength, the other party is too much beyond him.

I haven't come back to my senses yet... I felt dizzy.

No pain, no feedback, no processing... It was as if his brain had stopped working and had been unplugged from the mainframe.

The body just trembled...

He seems to have become an ordinary person.

I heard the sound of shattering in my ears...

His eyes subconsciously aimed at his chest, and his thoughts... I scatter it.

The chest was not pierced by the old man's fist, but it was like the mud hit by a stone, and it deflated.

Something was leaking out of his eye sockets... The same goes for the mouth and nose.

Is it blood?

I must be embarrassed about the way I look now...

No... Seen by that guy Hisoka...

At this moment, a series of ridiculous and comical thoughts appeared in his frozen brain... It is not the fear or trepidation of death.

"You were right! I just want to live... People are selfish, and if I really want to be bloody, I can go to the royal city to find that bastard king, although when the ceremony is over, I will die... The Bozva will cease to exist, but at least we will succeed in our revenge! Can... That's a fool's job, and I'll live a long time..."

The old man took his discarded arm, lifted him, and dragged him in front of him.

Looking at the way his breath gradually weakened, he looked happy.

Even if it is close at hand, at this time, the haze can no longer hear what the former is saying... I can only vaguely feel that there is an arrogant face dangling in front of my eyes.

The hunter world is really too dangerous...

To the point of doing it yourself... It's not enough, it's obviously a lot of work.

Originally... That's what death feels like, I should be very afraid of death, why don't I panic at all now.

As a traverser, it's a failure...

When he was dying, he was still laughing at himself in his heart.

"Can I be resurrected when I die, can I do it? People always have to pay the price for their ignorance and recklessness! ”

Suddenly, as if the light was returning to the light, the five senses suddenly became clear.

He heard the last words of the old man who had been honking at him.

Then, he threw him into the air like garbage.

A group of stone men below who had already stood raised their weapons one after another, piercing the haze and hanging his deformed, bleeding body.

Resurrection?

Pity... If you don't win the equipment or hero, you have two rune skills in a row, otherwise, you still have a life...

With this thought, the hazy consciousness was completely swallowed up by the darkness.

The old man of the Bozwa tribe, that is, the patriarch Ike, looked at the stone puppets everywhere in front of him, and the surging thoughts in his own body, this endless power made him very obsessed and intoxicated... It's wonderful.

For the first time, as an ordinary mind-runner, he had a... Looking at everything in the world, you feel like you are the creator of the world.

Unfortunately, this is the effect of the ritual, and when the ritual is over... will disappear.

He can only experience it in this limited time.

"It's too weak," Ike said disdainfully, glancing at the dead haze.

It is undeniable that this man is powerful, if there is no ritual, if he changes to the past, he will be killed by him in the first sight.

The fact is also that when the other party killed him for the first time, it was effortless.

But now, a powerhouse of this level is not a threat to him...

It's really cool.

Ike was basking in pleasure when there was a sudden noise in the distance.

When I looked up, I saw a hole that had been blocked, which had been violently broken, and two figures appeared.

It was Hisoka and Kaki.

"You didn't run?"

Ike stared at Kaki, a little surprised, and then smiled, "That's great... You two, you should be able to let me play a little longer..."

As soon as the two of them rushed into the ground, they saw the haze held up in the air by the stone man's weapon.

The blood that splashed on itself merged into a piercing red thread...

Breath... Barely noticeable.

"Dead..."

Kaki's eyes widened and he sat down on the ground like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

They've come as fast as they can... It's still a step too late.

As for Hisoka... His expression froze.

Subsequently, it began to get gloomy ... His eyes were crazy, staring at the old man.

He kept grinding his teeth and making terrible sounds...

His expression was distorted, full of awe-inspiring killing intent...

Obviously feeling the shocking coercion of the other party, Hisoka still didn't care.

His fruit... Someone took it away.

And it's the topmost one on the tree!

All along, Hisoka has been suppressing the desire to pick the fruit of 'Hazy' as much as possible, because this fruit is different for him!

The existence of Hazy can stimulate his own potential and make him stronger... Hisoka wanted to see how powerful Hao could be, and what level he could improve under this pressure.

And then, everything before the stage, everything is ready ... Have the most gorgeous and grand 'show'.

It belongs only to him and Hao, two people.

No matter who dies in the end... It doesn't matter.

This fruit has a value and significance that cannot be replaced by other fruits.

The process of hazy from youth to maturity... It's so pleasing to the eye, people are especially looking forward to his 'deliciousness', and it's also the motivation that can motivate him... Everyone else is a side dish, only Hao is the main meal.

Two people, growing together...

Even if there is only one fruit on the whole tree, it is enough!

The stage of Hisoka's fantasy, the dream of fantasizing about tasting the fruit of 'hazy', collapsed at this time!

He recklessly let out his breath... There was only one thought in his mind, to kill the old man.

Slaughter this crumb that ruined his 'dream'!

Kaki, who was on the side, was completely frightened by Hisoka's appearance, and he felt that Hisoka in front of him had become another creature... Like the devil.

Sou!

Like a mad dog, Hisoka scurried out.

Straight for Ike.

Some of the stones along the way were destroyed by him... Even if some weapons stabbed him, Hisoka didn't dodge.

It seems to be reckless, but in fact, it is the pursuit of speed and the attack on the old man... His instincts reminded him that the enemy was too much stronger than himself.

He has to take the initiative to create opportunities...

In the most extreme time.

Bang, but immediately after, Hisoka was discolored... The old man, whose eyes had been locked, appeared beside him without warning and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Hisoka spat blood from his mouth, his eyes in disbelief.

The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down at a faster speed than when it came, and blasted into the stone wall.

Ike slowly lowered his foot, he was controlling the force, and he didn't kill the opponent with a single blow...

Because he wanted to play, he wanted to continue to feel the surging power.

This man who looks like a madman, and the man he just killed... The strength is about the same.

It's a nice toy.

"As for the other..."

The old man looked at Kaki, who was sitting at the entrance of the cave.

A stone figure suddenly leapt into the air and jumped on top of Kaki's head, and the long sword in his hand slashed down, splitting the latter in two with just one move.

Crash.

was smashed out of the stone wall of the pothole and fell stones.

Ike stared at the ground in a non-startled manner, a telekinesis already sticking to the soles of his feet, making him unable to move.

"Was that the response made in that moment?"

The old man's heart was sudden.

Hisoka, who was pulling with his telekinesis, broke through the air, as if flying, and his speed rose again.

But... When you get close to an enemy and are ready to attack with cards.

The sticky telekinesis at Ike's feet was easily freed, and the latter's large hand pressed down on the back of Hisoka's head, charging down.

Sisoka's entire upper body immediately smashed stone bricks and sank into the dirt.

"Hahahaha!"

The old man laughed pleasantly.

Battered, and before he could pull himself out of the ground, Hisoka's arm was already waving, slashing at the enemy's knees with a card.

But the old man stepped on the palm of his hand.

However, instead of exerting force, Ike took a few steps back and jokingly, "Go on, let me see what you can do..."

Time passed slowly, and in less than ten minutes, Hisoka fell again and again, but no matter how many times he was attacked, and how much he was ridiculed by the old man, he would get up.

Even Ike had to praise him.

Although Hisoka and Haze give him similar feelings, in terms of will, it seems that Hisoka is stronger, and that's it.

People have limits...

So is Hisoka.

Now, after all, he is only in his early twenties, and he is already injured...

After a feeble struggle, he finally collapsed.

This is still the result of Ike's release of water, otherwise... Hisoka couldn't escape being killed in an instant.

"You and him are the so-called geniuses... I know there are a lot of people like you outside of Dongguotuo... For Nian, he has a talent and understanding that is far beyond ordinary people, and his cultivation speed is terrifying... It's so jealous. ”

Ike stooped forward, reached out and grabbed Hisoka's red hair, pulling him off the ground.

Hisoka is severely overdrawn and scarred, but still conscious... Hearing the old man's words, there was a naked mockery in his open eyes.

This made Ike's expression sink.

"Weak... He who... Can... Pity..."

Hisoka's lips squirmed slightly, and he spat out a few words.

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be stung by this sentence.

Fingers immediately grabbed Hisoka's cheek, trying to pop his skull.

"Swim... The course of the play... Mistake! ”

"Can't... Fix..."

"The game... Go to pieces... Crash..."

Suddenly, a staccato sound sounded in the quiet underground.

Ike suddenly looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a button with a human face in the air, flickering and flickering, constantly trying to manifest, but always failing.

And finally it dissipates into pixel blocks...

"Huh?"

The old man was startled, threw away Hisoka, and looked at the corpse, which had always been stuck in the weapon, and should have died a long time ago.

Only then did he realize that the corpse had stopped bleeding long ago...

"Greet... Yours... Die. ”

Sisoka, who fell to the ground, saw a cloud of burning telekinesis like a flame, and his breath was very ominous.

Under the eyes that were about to close, a familiar figure with black telekinesis lingering all over his body fell to the ground with several broken weapons, and gradually stood up.

Hisoka saw the man's eyes... It's a bright red that's as hot as a torch.

He said softly, his heart was extremely excited by this scene, but his physical condition was too poor... Otherwise, he will be more 'happy'.

Hisoka is satisfied... I closed my eyes.

(End of chapter)