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Boom....

As these four poems spread, several Zhen Demon Hundred Households in the box were shocked.

Not only them:

everyone in the other boxes also stood up abruptly and locked their eyes on Chu He.

However.

This is not the end of it.

Every

step of the Chu River fell.

The murderous aura on his body increased by one point.

The voice is also getting louder and louder:

"Wear the magic knife of the town, kill when you are angry

!" "Cut the demon flesh and drink, talk and laugh about the ghosts

!" "Kill one person in three steps, the heart does not stop

!" "Blood flows thousands of miles, the corpse pillow demon mountain!"

It turned out that

countless people were frightened by the murderous poems and sat on the ground.

Now.

They couldn't believe what they were hearing in their ears, or even what they were seeing.

...

On the box on the second floor.

The eighth prince stopped in mid-air with the wine glass in his hand, and muttered:

"Three steps and one kill, the heart does not stop!"

Even he couldn't imagine how ruthless and murderous it took to make such poetry.

I'm afraid:

even those generals who fight on the battlefield can't do it, this is simply the behavior of a murderer.

...

Inside the box! Boom.

Wu Hao swallowed his saliva wildly and looked at Chu He with a dull expression.

At this time.

His brain was completely down.

Because.

At this moment: he is the closest to Chu River, and the murderous aura he can feel is also the strongest.

Moreover, it seemed that Chu He was also deliberately impacting him, making him feel like he was in an ice cellar.

Chu He stood in the center of the box, holding the Zhenzhen Magic Knife in one hand and standing with the other, looking around, and said domineeringly:

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a male." Slaughtering nine million is the male of the heroes. "

Boom....

An indescribable murderous aura burst out from Chu He's body and quickly spread around.

The scenery in front of everyone in the entire Elysium changed.

As if in a sea of blood in a corpse mountain

: a domineering figure holding a demon knife is killing in and out, and countless creatures have fallen in every breath of his subordinates, including: people, demons, demons, ghosts, monsters!

Some of the strong people have returned to normal.

But.

Looking at Chu He's figure, he revealed an inexplicable light.

Though.

The other party's cultivation is only the peak of the third grade, but even some fourth-grade and fifth-grade existences are a little afraid to look at them.

At this moment, Chu He is a peerless killing god, as if he can kill everyone with a single sword.

"Good poetry!" a

cold voice resounded throughout Elysium.

Meantime.

An indescribable fluctuation shrouded Elysium, causing everyone's uncalm hearts to begin to settle.

Phew....

A third-grade martial artist let out a breath of turbid air.

He muttered

, "Good fellow, just now Lao Tzu almost sank in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain,

this poem is so powerful." He

said.

He slumped in his seat and kept stroking his chest.

God knows:

he was almost broken by the Dao Heart just now, and in that case, I am afraid that he will never be able to break through to the fourth grade realm again.

Even now: although his Dao heart has not been broken, he can't raise the heart to fight in the face of Chu He.

It's not just him.

Now.

The entire existence below the fourth grade of Elysium was similar, and they all breathed a sigh of relief and looked in awe in the direction of Chu River.

Apparently.

They all almost sank in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain,

...

In front of the box,

the woman in the red robe took a deep look at Chu River.

He said:

"Chu Baihu, what is the name of this poem? "

[Kill],"

Chu He replied coldly.

"Good name, Chu Baihu really deserves the nickname of killing gods. The

red-robed scarf woman nodded.

Subsequently.

He took out a token from his arms and threw it to Chu He, saying,

"My name is September, and this token will be given to Your Excellency today, and in the future: the entire Daqian Bliss is free of charge." "

Shut up.

The red-robed scarf woman nodded at Chu He.

Subsequently.

The figure walked into the distance.

The maids on both sides of it all looked at Chu He with a surprised expression, and said to be precise: it was the token in his hand.

Apparently.

Even they didn't expect that the September girl would give the token to a man who had only met once.

And: looking at their eyes, this token is definitely more than just a free ticket.

...

2nd floor!

Inside the box.

Hachiko looked at the departing September, with deep eyes.

Side corner.

The old man, who had never spoken, slowly opened his eyes, looked at where Chu He was, and said:

"To be able to make such a poem, and to be able to obtain the token of the Nine Girls of Elysium, its future... Not simple. "

Shut up.

The old man closed his eyes again and entered contemplative mode.

But.

The faces of many guards changed.

Although they didn't know what that token represented

, but: they knew that the existence that could make the old man praise so much, it was definitely the top elite,

and it needed to be personally wooed by the eighth prince.

Ma Lao was relieved. The

eighth prince nodded solemnly.

Apparently.

It is to understand why the old man just said that.

...

Now.

Chu He held the token in his hand, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

Just.

That September girl's identity is obviously not ordinary, and her strength is definitely five grades, which is stronger than Qian Hao.

So.

She suddenly gave the token to herself.

There may be some special meaning in this.

Or: like in fantasy novels, it is inexplicably involved in the whirlpool.

But.

No matter what the hell it is.

Since this token can be used in Elysium for free, it is a useful treasure.

In this regard:

In the style of Chu River, it has always been that those who come do not refuse!

Put away the token.

Chu He's gaze looked at Wu Hao.

"Ah..."

Wu Hao moved back in fright, and said a little frightened:

"What are you going to do, this is Bliss Place, you are not allowed to fight privately, you don't know the law and break the law."

"Waste!"

Chu He shook his head disdainfully.

Originally.

He also thought that Wu Hao could brush up on some useful schemes.

Now it seems.

He is not much stronger than Li Jian, and it is likely that he relies on the family to have all the waste now.

Such an existence, in Chu He's opinion: is not as good as Wang Long's heart and eye, at least, people still have some means.

"Everyone: see you in Tianfu Chi!" Chu

He waved his big hand.

Under the gaze of a group of box Terrans: striding towards the outside of Elysium, along the way, everyone gave way.

After all:

the Chu River now.

In their hearts, it is simply synonymous with killing gods.

Whoever dares to touch his mold, even if he is not directly killed, even, perform on the spot: tear the living by hand!

Zhang Wei followed Chu He's figure and left, and the other Zhen Demon Hundred Households exchanged a few simple words, and they all went home one after another.

Inside the box.

Only Wu Hao was left to slump on the futon himself.

He muttered

, "How is it possible, why am I afraid, why is he so terrifying,

how many people has he killed." "