On the top of an unknown green mountain, in a cave covered with boulders, a young man bound by iron chains meditates cross-legged. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

His hands were so tight that his nails were embedded in the palms.

His hair was still blood-red, his eyebrows were still bright, and even on his nails, there was some black-brown blood.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, but strangely, one eye was blood-red, while the other was black and white.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, another trace of blood red began to spread towards this normal eye, as if to cover the last Qingming.

"Kill! Damn it! How could someone like this... Blood..."The words had begun to become incoherent, the chains tied to the body began to rattle, and the cave, which had been a little damp, began to smell of blood.

"Kill, as long as you kill someone, you will be comfortable, as long as you drink a drop of blood, you will never have to suffer so much again, come on, eternal bliss. The sudden sound made Chu Fei stunned, and the blood red in his eyes spread again.

"Don't kill anyone!Chu Fei, you have to believe in yourself, you are the master of your body, you can resist everything! You are alone!" When this voice appeared, Chu Fei's eyes, which were already almost blood-red, regained a little clarity.

Between tossing and turning, the constant changes brought endless pain, and the iron chains rattled, but they couldn't restrict Chu Fei's actions at all.

Because Chu Fei's body at the moment was several times stronger than before, he didn't know if it was the transformation of the blood demon or some wonderful power. Although it has not been tested in practice, it is only a chain the size of a baby's fist, and it can only be used as a bell now.

In the end, Chu Fei seemed to be unable to resist the bewitchment, and his eyes, which were originally black and white, were replaced by a layer of blood red.

With a sinister smile, he lifted and danced his hands, tearing all the chains like crushing noodles, and then his expression became more and more bewitching, and he easily smashed the boulder blocking the mouth of the cave.

It's just that at this time, the spirituality in the dantian just devoured a dead soul, and the wonderful fluctuations made Chu Fei return to clarity again.

"Oh no, this body is too powerful now, and the iron locks and boulders can't resist it at all. Damn, what has become of my body now, this doesn't seem to be the form of a human being, is this a demon body?"

It's strange to blame in the Fountain of Life, the Fountain of Life is completely restored to life and true qi, and for Chu Fei's abnormal state, it is obviously not on the right track, so that Chu Fei was transformed into such a strange posture in that blood pool.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chu Fei can now wrap his palms around several times, and can even deflate his whole body, or blow like a balloon, as if his body has no bones.

This thing is like a certain person that Chu Fei knew in his previous life, and he can rotate his body at will.

However, Chu Fei could clearly feel that he had every organ that belonged to a human being, and it should belong to a normal person's body from the beginning to the end.

"This body bears some resemblance to the Blood Fiend, but it's exactly the same as a human, what the hell is this? No, the power of blood is starting to emerge. If I continue like this, I'm going to poison the living beings again. ”

By the time Chu Fei appeared with a weird smile, he no longer had any normal consciousness, and he began to sniff the air again, trying to find the smell of fresh blood food.

After that, Chu Fei violently exerted force, and at the same time that a pit appeared on the ground, his whole person had already jumped out.

The mountains and forests are full of birds and beasts, but there is not a drop of blood that he likes.

In the city, there are all people, but there is not a drop of blood that he hates.

The only remaining will gave him a choice, but the frenzied bloody power made him dazed, and so far, there are a few more headless corpses in this peaceful city.

Strangely, the appearance of several corpses brought a little joy to this small city. It's as if these headless corpses are all hooligans and villains.

Chu Fei was extremely painful, for three whole days, he was constantly struggling between sobriety and madness, and every time he came to his senses, he would find an inexplicable corpse on his hand.

This kind of pain pushed Chu Fei to the brink of collapse.

Only this time, after a moment of soberness, he found that a Buddha horn came from a distance.

"Amitabha, Ah is the one who is upright and not the one who is not the Arhat. Donor, you're in for a treat. ”

When Chu Fei heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, but at this time, the power of blood had begun to spread out, and his eyes, which were originally black and white, instantly turned red.

"It seems that the benefactor's demon barrier is deep, and the little monk is about to start slaying demons. After that, a huge golden pestle appeared in the sky, and countless Sanskrit words began to emerge, and this time it turned out to be such a terrifying magic weapon.

Chu Fei, who had already entered the demon, hurriedly became a spirit, and his eyes, which had been scarlet, had returned to a black and white state in an instant.

"Hey, the donor is so perceptive, he turned back to the demon sea, and the little monk was reasonable. As soon as the words fell, the originally huge golden pestle continued to shrink, and finally returned to the monk's hands.

Taking advantage of the fact that the blood power had not yet rioted, Chu Fei raised his eyes and looked over, only to find a little monk with red lips and white teeth, who was looking at him curiously.

This young monk's age is not very old at first glance, and he is even younger than Mu Yubing. Before Chu Fei could make a sound, the bloody power in his body rioted again.

"It seems that the benefactor's demon barrier is deep, and the little monk is about to start slaying demons. ”

"Hey, the donor is so perceptive, he turned back to the demon sea, and the little monk was reasonable. ”

"It seems that the benefactor's demon barrier is deep, and the little monk is about to start slaying demons. ”

“.........”

After a few cycles, Chu Fei completely collapsed, and shouted loudly in the moment of soberness: "Monk, your Sanskrit can suppress my demonic nature, don't use any demonic golden pestle." ”

When Chu Fei said this, the little monk was just stunned, then he nodded, and in an instant, several huge Sanskrit words appeared, floating directly above Chu Fei's head.

Before he could pay attention, several Sanskrit words had already been imprinted on Chu Fei's brain. At this moment, Chu Fei was like a prisoner, and his face was imprinted with a pattern.

When Chu Fei closed his eyes, he felt an incomparably vast Buddha power, suppressing the bloody blood in his body. It is strange that in addition to the suppression, this vast Sanskrit text did not oppress his body.

"No, isn't my body the body of some kind of demon?" but..."Chu Fei's doubts seemed to have just begun.

"Let's call it the Blood God Body, it's nice to listen to and remember, and it's very bluffing. Chu Fei muttered to himself, but he felt a little complacent.