Even if the fear effect of the God of Death Mask is a god-level expert, he will inevitably feel psychological pressure when facing it. The disciples of the Pupil Sect in front of me are just some ordinary people who are indifferent to death and devout to a certain extent after being infected by the demonic energy of the Tongtong Demon Hunting!

I looked at these people quietly and shouted coldly: Where is Zhongyuan!

Because of my cold shout, a faint black light appeared on the dozen masked disciples in front of me, and then they roared and rushed towards me with the long swords in their hands!

Dragon slashes all directions!

With my long roar, an energy belonging to the dragon clan's aura burst out from my physical energy, forming a three-color airflow, covering the dozen or so pupils rushing towards me. Then a scene of flesh and blood flying in front of me, the dragon killing aura disappeared in less than two seconds, and only a piece of fragmented ground was left in front of me!

And I have no feelings except indifference. This is the negative effect brought by the mask of the God of Death. Even though I know it very well in my heart, this is not the real me.

As the noise of noisy footsteps gradually approached, I raised my foot to the tower of Yuci City, looking down from high to bottom, and wherever I went, the pupils who were like locusts swarmed towards me!

I quietly pulled out the snow soul from my waist. After those pupils who had been blinded by their minds rushed down the city tower, they jumped down from the city tower, and the snow soul in their hands was ruthlessly harvested!

Unfortunately, when I came, I did not bring the God-killing Sword. Otherwise, with the blood of so many people, I would definitely be able to absorb enough blood, so it would be impossible to kill the demon hunting in this era!

However, I can only think about such a thing. After all, the historical past has been interrupted and there is not much practical significance.

After a while of rushing, everywhere I went, I had broken limbs and arms. Xue Po seemed to have never drunk so much blood. He was so excited that he was a little trembling in my hands.

No matter the sword, the meaning of existence is just killing. I seem to have understood the origin of the human slaughter!

Killing one person is a thief, killing ten people is a bandit, killing a hundred people is a hero, killing ten thousand people is a hero, and killing ten thousand people is a hero, and then what about the man slaughtering?

It seems that Bai Qi and him are the only ones who can be called human butchers in ancient and modern times!

It is said that Bai Qi once massacred the six countries as many as 1.6 million. Even though this data is somewhat humid, it will not be much different. So how many people have he killed who can win the title of slaughter?

This idea was shaken away from my mind as I cut off the head of one of the thin middle-aged men!

I finally understood why some SS soldiers who burned Jewish bodies in World War II went crazy!

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I gasped violently and took back the extremely excited Xuepo in my hand, kicked away the pupils who were not afraid of life and death, and jumped onto the roof of the street shop. The long spear below flew like raindrops. Unfortunately, even the dragon killing body protector on my body could not break through.

I lifted up a pile of long halberds that blocked my vision, glanced around, and roared: Zhongyuan, get out!

With my long roar, the surrounding tiles were shocked, and a crow cried out in the distance, and then my sight was filled with black and dark areas to the west of Yuci City.

Here comes!

It’s true that there are demons, and demons come out. As the dense crow formations covered the sky above Yuci City, as the crow formation fell, a monster covered with eyes appeared in front of me.

Zhongyuan!

I am curious that such a person with intensive phobia does not feel particularly uncomfortable when facing this situation.

I looked at him quietly, maybe I had fought with him before, so I didn't have the fear I had before.

He was staring at me for a long time, and after a while, he said something in Qin language that made my scalp numb: You are not from this era!

I stared at him with wide eyes. How could this be possible?!

How could he see that I am not from this era?

Could it be a guess?

wrong!

Because he used the word "time" in his previous sentence!

I took a deep breath, held the Xuepo in my hand tightly, looked at him coldly and said: Your existence is actually just a mistake!

Although I was curious about how he saw my identity, I couldn't ask him at this time because I couldn't be sure if this was related to time killing.

And my purpose is to lead him to the forbidden area of ​​Liaodong County, that's all!

Zhongyuan looked at me, all his eyes were surprisingly quiet, and after a while, he spoke the second sentence: Your existence is a mistake.

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