The strongest biochemical

Chapter 615 Terrible Strength

When Ling Xiu arrived here, he only saw corpses with broken arms and legs, colorful internal organs, bloody intestines, and faces full of pain, fear, and lifelessness.

"Hehe, Seventh Brother is here!" Moluo Yanke looked at Ling Xiu with a cold smile, with a playful expression, showing a sly charm.

Lao Ba got up from the ground and ran towards Ling Xiu recklessly. When he came to Ling Xiu, his body seemed to be pulled out of the last trace of strength, and he knelt down on the ground with a "thump", all the grievances turned into pain and pain. Tears of hatred: "Seventh brother!"

Howling and crying, pouring out to Ling Xiu.

Seeing Lao Ba like this, Ling Xiu knew that something bad really happened.

"Get up and talk!"

With his support, the old eight managed to stand still, pointed at Moluoyenke and gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "This bastard, he killed the pigskin, he killed the pigskin!" Almost collapsed, wishing to swallow Moroenke alive.

Hearing these words, Ling Xiu felt that the world was turned upside down, which was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for him.

Grabbing Lao Ba's collar: "What did you just say? The pigskin... the pigskin is dead?"

Lao Ba howled like a child: "What I said is absolutely true, Zhupi and Cao Ju are both dead, and they were killed by the beast monk."

what……

After being confirmed, Ling Xiu's eyes widened, he let go of Lao Ba's collar and took a few steps back.

The pigskin is to die for!

How could he die, how could he die?
Everything around him no longer existed, Ling Xiu felt dizzy, as if his soul had been stripped from his body, and he couldn't accept the news that Pigskin was dead at all.

"Impossible, more than an hour ago, the pigskin was still alive and kicking, old man, are you lying to me?" Ling Xiu yelled at old man with a grim face.

Lao Ba shook his head sadly, why didn't he wish that he was lying to Ling Xiu, but...

He has been unable to speak a word, and now a big man can only cry and cry.

Ling Xiu's eyes were also blushing, and tears welled up in their sockets.

Tang Xiaomo and Zhang Yifei supported him, one on the left and one on the right. Although they didn't know who Zhupi was, they could guess the important position that Zhupi had in Ling Xiu's heart. Otherwise, Ling Xiu wouldn't have suffered such a painful blow.

Seeing that he seemed to have lost his soul, Tang Xiaomo's heart was twisted like a knife: "Qingcai, don't do this!"

Ling Xiu acted as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes were dull, empty, and unfocused.

"Seventh Brother, my good Seventh Brother, what's wrong with you, are you so unable to accept Zhupi's death?" Mo Luoyenke laughed mockingly, his expression looked so hypocritical.

Hearing his voice, Ling Xiu's pupils shrank sharply, and instantly became as sharp as an eagle's eyes, and radiated cold light: "You are not a monk, who are you?"

"Of course I'm a monk, but I'm not the monk I used to be. My good seventh brother, it's not long now. You probably won't recognize me." Moluo Yanke sneered.

"who are you?"

Ling Xiu's face was condensed, he stepped forward with his right foot, his scarlet eyes emerged, a powerful coercion surged from his body, sweeping the audience, both Zhang Yifei and Tang Xiaomo were forced away by this coercion.

The rest of them swallowed hard with a "gudong", sweated like a waterfall, and thought in fear: In this era, monsters are really mass-produced!

"He is a member of the Xueye clan!" A loud and clear response came.

Looking up, Yu Wenfu walked over with his hands behind his back, accompanied by Lu Pei and the others, walking with tiger steps.

Blood Night clansman?
Ling Xiu froze for a moment, and looked at Moroenke again. He had the same scarlet crescent-like pupils as when he ran away, and some ancient and evil spells were all over his face as when he ran away.

Moluo Yanke turned around, glanced at Yu Wenfu with scarlet eyes, and said with a smirk: "If I guess right, you are the one who used the power of mind before, right?"

"That's right!"

Yu Wenfu nodded, and replied sonorously, "As far as I know, after the war between the two clans 26 years ago, there is no purebred Blood Night Clan in this world anymore. Where did you come from?"

"I came from hell. I have only one mission in life, and that is to send the ability users who participated in the massacre of our race and your god race to hell."

Moluo Yanke stretched out his hand, clenched his fist tightly, and the monstrous killing intent and evil spirit permeated from him, making everyone present feel a trembling from the soul sincerely, looking like a madman. mad.

At that time, he was only a seven-year-old child. The God Clan and all powerful people broke into the territory of their Blood Night Clan and started killing. Whether they were old, weak, women or children, they all met their murderous hands. He was forced to fall off the cliff. He didn't die, but lost his memory, escaped into Buddhism, and became a monk. It was not until today, 26 years later, that he regained that memory.

That's mission and hate!
All capable people deserve to die, and all people of the God Race deserve to die!

"I'm going to kill all of you, not one, not one, haha...hahahahaha..." Moluo Yanke pointed at Yu Wenfu and laughed wildly. At the end of the laugh, he was crying, revealing pain and hatred.

"Return the life of the pigskin!"

At this moment, Ling Xiu jumped up like a wild beast, and rushed towards Morayenke. In an instant, all the restrictions on his body were released, and the ancient evil spell spread from his neck to his face, and his black hair turned purple. The right hand was clawed, the nails were black and sharp, like the claws of ghosts, and the target was directly at Moroyenke's throat.

The killing intent was as cold as ice!
The sharp claws are as sharp as snow!

The news of Zhupi's death made Ling Xiu almost lose his mind, and the only cognition in his mind was to tear Moroenke to pieces.

Moluo Yanke's complexion became gloomy, and Jie Jie sneered: "Well done, let's start with you wild~ species!"

Let out a craziest laughter, the bloody aura on his body soared, Mo Luoyenke turned into a monster in an instant, and took the initiative to meet Ling Xiu, suddenly violently, the swinging iron leg exploded with the momentum of thunder, and hit Ling Xiu's abdomen precisely .

No one could see clearly what was going on, but Ling Xiu felt it clearly.

The abdomen was kicked hard, the intestines seemed to be churned together, the pain was unbearable, a mouthful of sticky blood burst out with a "poof", Ling Xiu's body was in a "C" shape, like a cannonball Fly backwards and shoot out.

"Love vegetables!" Tang Xiaomo's face turned pale.

Chu Liyue was stunned.

Nan Xun was stunned.

Lu Pei, Pan Changyun, Leng Mo, and the Bai sisters were also stunned. Ling Xiu's strength is unquestionable, but when facing this purebred Xueye clansman, he was knocked away with one move. This... this... …

"Old Ling!"

Zhang Yifei roared, and ran like a football goalkeeper, and then a tiger pounced to stop the flying Ling Xiu.

But Ling Xiu's speed was too fast, even if he tried his best to intercept him, he still couldn't land safely. The two of them flew out of the wall and fell into the fantasy city. The big pit, dust filled the air immediately.

(End of this chapter)