The killing consciousness that poured out of the black stone was so powerful that Meng Jiao couldn't even resist, and he completely lost his mind. His eyes, for some reason, had turned blood-red, and the wind-based true qi outside his body dissipated, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of black mist, floating in mid-air, like a ghost. As his shoulders shook, the void trembled, this kind of liliang was extraordinary, and it had completely surpassed the limit that an acquired martial artist could achieve! Zhao Feng stood there with a pale face, and the white light curtain he was holding in his hands flickered rapidly.

"Take me. Mengjiao's voice was cold and ruthless, comparable to the ice hidden in the snowy mountains, just hearing it made me feel chills all over my body. Slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers curled up into a fist, as if he was slowly and quickly punching out.

The first type of killing boxing, people send killing machines, and the world repeats!

Zhao Feng stood there stunned, as if he had lost his soul, there was no focus in his eyes, at this moment, he saw countless tragically dead undead, wailing, roaring, they desperately crawled over, wanting to drag themselves to hell together, which made his heart full of fear, and he wanted to run away but found that his legs did not obey the call.

Puff Knock ~ Puff Knock ~ Puff Knock ~

What kind of voice is this, weishenme sounds so shocking? A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Feng's mind, and at this moment, he saw a figure wearing iron armor with a bloody face, staggering over, his hands passed through his chest without hindrance, and took out a bright red ball of flesh, this is ...... My heart?!

"Old Zhao!Brother Zhao!Big Brother!" After Mengjiao changed, the man in Tsing Yi felt bad, and immediately rushed over, wanting to help his friends resist together, but unfortunately he was a step slower after all, only to see a black ball of light burrowing into Zhao Feng's body, and then he stood there and stunned.

"What kind of sorcery is this?!"

The man in Tsing Yi roared angrily, his eyes staring fiercely at the dream Jiao in mid-air, wrapped in black mist. Zhao Feng, who was standing upright beside him, opened his mouth without warning, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "My heart! Give me back my heart!! With that, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a thud. His body, which was wrapped in a long robe, continued to shrink at this time, and wisps of black qi flew out of the pores, floating into the black qi outside Mengjiao's body in mid-air, merging with it.

Zhao Feng's death was seen by everyone, and the several battle groups that were still fighting immediately let go and retreated. Xiao Chen and the purple-clothed girl walked to Dugu Lie's side, and in a place surrounded by enemies, only this eldest brother who was at the peak of the day after tomorrow could bring them a sense of security.

The man in Tsing Yi squatted down, pressed two fingers on Zhao Feng's stiff neck, and after a while, shook his head at his companion, turning over the dead corpse, except for the two dead eyes, the whole person was already unrecognizable, and the eyes that emerged from the messy hair still had a hint of madness. The few people who were observing the movement here only felt a swishing cool air rising from their backs, and when they looked at Mengjiao again, they didn't feel a little more fear in their eyes.

It stands to reason that launching an attack at this time is undoubtedly the most haode, because the enemy's mind has been taken away, and his strength has dropped by a few grades, but Mengjiao has closed his eyes tightly, looking like he doesn't care, in fact, his consciousness is all in his own sea of consciousness, looking at some time, the extra black mang, the lungs are about to explode!

The memory of rushing and killing on the battlefield and cutting the enemy like cutting grass is unique to Bai Qi's original experience. After joining the army, he participated in no less than dozens of battles, killing the number of enemies directly and indirectly, and I am afraid that I can't remember it clearly.

An excellent general not only knows how to fight, but also knows how to strategize, so that he can calmly deal with various battlefield situations and win all battles, Bai Qi is definitely a successful general! He knew that because of the strength of himself and others, before the lord of the black stone grew up, he would never take the initiative to summon them out, and sit back and grovel to people, it was really not his character, almost every day, he would think about how to get the first opportunity, when the rebirth appeared, one step ahead of others to shape the body, after all, there are many masters of the same level in the black stone, who will be respected and who will be inferior in the future, it is to see that moment!

After Mengjiao passed on the meaning of needing to kill memories, Bai Qi immediately reacted, and the opportunity for the secret path came! He shot with all his strength to block Xiongba and the others from transmitting their ideas, and on this basis, the first half of the killing god recipe that had been cultivated for half a lifetime was passed out along many thoughts.

The first half of the killing method is a battle on the battlefield, every time you kill an enemy, the remaining soul of the other party, the resentment and anger born at the moment before death, will be absorbed into energy, and the person who gets these energies, the strength will naturally break through by leaps and bounds, as long as the qualifications are not too bad, it is a matter of time before you break through to the innate.

Absorb the resentment of countless people, and your own spirit will be polluted unconsciously. Mentally weak people absorb the energy of dozens of people, they will feel uncomfortable, headaches and other symptoms will occur all the time, and the spirit of the martial artist is slightly stronger, but at most he can only withstand the impact of a hundred people's grievances, and there is no killing trick in the second half to regulate the body, purify the spirit, and madness to death is the most haode ending.

In the same space for hundreds of years, Nie Feng's Ice Heart Technique, Bai Qi has also dabbled in it, but for the negative consciousness absorbed by the God Killing Technique, it can only be suppressed at most, and it cannot play a decisive role, and the most important thing is that once the God Killing Technique starts to cultivate, even if it does not work, after killing the enemy, it will automatically absorb the energy that the other party escapes, and he can't stop at all, it is precisely because he thinks about all the joints clearly and makes sure that there is no problem, he will pass on the gong so confidently, and Meng Jiao has the heart to commit suicide after learning this information!

"Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy!" Meng Jiao muttered, his heart full of sighs. He has been deliberately dodging, unwilling to summon Bai Qi and others, because their realm is too high, Dongfang Undefeated shot at him, to help him 'purify' is the most haode proof! But I didn't expect that it was just a moment of negligence, and it was calculated by the other party, once the spirit was chaotic, let alone doing it with people, it was difficult in daily life, Bai Qi was determined that he would admit defeat if he didn't last long, and summoned him to come out to seek the second half, so he did everything desperately, just because he was fearless.

"It's a good white thing, worthy of being the Great Qin Wu Anjun! It's a pity that you underestimated me, and also underestimated this era of martial arts prosperity! Since you think you've got me, then I'll show you, and when you find a way to overcome distracting thoughts and cultivate the god-killing technique to the peak, then I want you to know who stole the chicken and the rice!"