The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin felt a large amount of spiritual evaporation, replaced by a violent and majestic negative energy pouring into his body, as if it also ignited the dark emotions in his body and awakened his demonic personality.

Driven by dual-core, it burns twice as much!

Emotions are out of control, letting the killing intent go wild.

In the ghostly state, his physical fitness has been improved in an all-round way. From muscle strength to bone hardness, and even the function of organs, tens of trillions of cells roar and release power, making roaring and explosive sounds all over his body.

He picked up the chair in his hand and smashed it down hard!

At that moment, the compound eyes suddenly became vigilant, and there was a crackling sound in the body, and the dark white exoskeleton proliferated from both arms, and subconsciously retracted the double axes to block in front of him, and retreated violently.

However, Gu Jianlin's movements were faster, the chair directly hit his front, and even sent him flying into the air!

This is the pure violence brought about by ghost-humanization!

Gu Jianlin's hands were like knives, and he stabbed straight at his throat without mercy, smashing his Adam's apple in an instant!

Although he had no combat training, his pure speed and strength were enough for him to make such a fierce blow.

Gu Jianlin turned his head, looking at the white-haired girl in the corner with dark eyes like a ghost.

Because ever since the gravediggers group surrounded the hotel, Tang Ling had been standing motionless in the corner with the iron sword in her hand, as if she was a bystander and had no intention of doing anything.

It's just that Gu Jianlin can tell that she has entered a fighting state and is accumulating some kind of strength.

And just when the compound eyes flew into the back row, she moved slightly.

At that time, Gu Jianlin gave her a look, signaling her to wait a moment and continue to accumulate energy.

After Tang Ling saw his eyes, she really didn't move.

Now, it's time.

bang.

The sun visor of the white-haired girl was blown away by the strong wind, her awe-inspiring and clear eyes seemed to light up in the night, she leaned forward like a light elf, and swung her sword mercilessly!

Her eyes were filled with crimson killing intent, a hint of arrogance and arrogance appeared on her expressionless face, and her long, frost-white hair was dyed red like a flame, fluttering in the night!

I saw two sharp sword qi burst out, staggered and split the ground, and disappeared in the darkness!

There was the terrifying sound of sword energy cutting flesh and blood, the sound of blood gushing, and the shrill screams.

Mix together.

The arms of the compound eyes were severed, and the incisions were as smooth as if they had been cut by a laser.

Next, a chair slammed into his head with tremendous force.

As if being hit by a giant hammer, his forehead was sunken and blood spurted out!

Tang Ling leaned forward, and the blade of the sword shone like a shooting star, sinking into his heart!

"Follow!"

She raised her red lips and said indifferently.

The cold wind whizzed by, and Gu Jianlin flashed behind him like a ghost, holding his head with his hands interlaced.

With the left hand in front and the right hand behind, give it a hard twist!

Click!

The head of the compound eye was twisted off alive, and turned 180 degrees to the back, with a terrified expression.

"Make up the knife."

Gu Jianlin said coldly.

Tang Ling also turned the hilt of the sword, and the silver-white iron sword crushed his heart, cutting off the possibility of its distortion.

This was not over yet, Gu Jianlin's hands were even lit with pale will-o'-the-wisps, frantically absorbing his vitality.

Sacrifice!

As the fire of the god sacrifice burned, a wave of chaotic vitality poured into his body again.

Through the circulation of blood, a drop of mixed golden blood was condensed at the position of his heart.

The blood of the ancient god gradually condensed.

Gu Jianlin pushed it casually.

With a plop, the compound eyes just fell to the ground, dying with regret.

This person is undoubtedly the most powerful among the fallen people present.

One second he was arrogant and arrogant, the next moment he had no ability to resist, and was killed by the team.

Dead silence.

Whether it is a member of the Aether Association or a fallen person of the gravedigger.

Everyone was shocked by this extremely violent scene.

It's a perfect fit.

Timing and tactics, seamless.

The frequency of attacks was like a storm.

There is no room for breathing for compound eyes.

If you didn't know it, you would think that the two of them have cooperated countless times.

However, only the people in the association know that they just met today.

Of course they don't know that when encountering a real hunter, they often don't need any words.

It only takes one look to understand the meaning of the other party.

Because what they have to do is the same.

That is to kill all the enemies.

Nie Xiangsi looked at this scene in surprise, her small mouth opened slightly, unable to speak.

"Ghost-human, first-level command! He has advanced! But..."

Looking at this scene, Zhang Cheng knew that the first-order Si Ming shouldn't have such a strong combat power even after being transformed into a ghost.

What's up with this guy!

As for Cheng Youyu, he has only one thought in his head at the moment, what the hell!

He read a post before, saying that in your life, there was a moment when you felt that you were useless.

Cheng Youyu felt that it was probably the moment just now.

Because he actually said that he wanted to protect this crazy boy in front of him!

Among the people present, the most shocking one was Li Xun, who was also on the path of Shensi.

Because he is obviously the second-level young commander, but he feels a sense of oppression from this first-level guy.

It even made him feel awed, trembling!

"No wonder he was able to kill the clown, but why didn't deep space update his information?"

Although Yan Ye is very disgusted with the descendants of this fallen person, it is not a disadvantage to have a strong combat power at this time.

"Ziqing, speed up the healing."

he commanded.

"knew."

Mu Ziqing concentrated on healing his teammates.

Yan Feng clutched his injured chest, but stared at the teenagers and girls in the arena, watching their seamless cooperation, there was a hint of unwillingness in his expression, and he silently clenched his fists.

But at the next moment, his expression suddenly softened.

Because after Gu Jianlin and Tang Ling jointly killed the enemy leader, they suddenly moved away vigilantly.

"Is that you?"

Gu Jianlin stared at the red-haired girl, and asked expressionlessly, "The person who leaked the information this time."

The woman had somehow changed in appearance and seemed to him extremely dangerous.

Tang Ling raised her carefully drawn thin eyebrows, and asked in turn, "No, is it you?"

Gu Jianlin didn't bother to explain, he just picked up the chair and turned around, facing the other fallen people.

"Sure enough, I guessed right, you are hiding."

Tang Ling's beautiful eyes were vermilion, with hidden sharpness in her eyes, her voice was cold and arrogant: "Next, which side do you want to choose?"

After entering the battle mode, not only her appearance has changed dramatically.

Even the personality has changed.

More publicity, extroversion, arrogance and arrogance.

"I left, you right."

Gu Jianlin scanned the remaining members of the gravediggers, and kept drawing portraits of them in his heart.

"Before twelve o'clock, end the battle."

These fallen people mentioned what would happen after midnight, which made him a little concerned.

After the death of the leader, this group of people did not show the slightest timidity. Instead, they aroused the madness hidden in their hearts. Everyone showed different degrees of distortion and rushed forward.

After a second of silence, Tang Ling turned around, holding the iron sword, and directly charged into the enemy's formation.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the blood is soaring.

Gu Jianlin stomped his foot, and pale will-o'-the-wisps ignited in four directions, and countless black mantras criss-crossed and circled.

An advanced application of the Fire of the Divine Sacrifice, absorbing the vitality of the target within a certain range!

He rushed into the enemy's formation like a demon, picked up his chair, and smashed rounds!

With the sound of bang bang bang, the heads of the fallen one after another were blown away by him alive.

Brains burst out, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

If a chair is smashed, just replace it.

His fighting style is extremely simple and rough, which is to crush with speed and strength.

Killed with one blow, and used the fire of the god sacrifice to complete the life absorption.

Then turn around and hit the next one.

If Tang Ling's fighting style is to show the ancient swordsmanship to the fullest, it is awe-inspiring and graceful.

Gu Jianlin is pure aesthetics of violence, bloody and brutal

"This is simply a chair murderer."

Cheng Youyu was shocked, and when the wound on his back healed, he jumped up to help out again.

In the rear, Zhang Cheng fired ten arrows at once, frantically harvesting the lives of the enemies!

"Brother, give me the wind!"

After Yan Feng's healing was over, he rushed up again, his whole body surging with energy.

I saw Yan Ye raised his hand and shook it, and the violent wind blew away, lingering on his fist.

boom!

A fallen man who had turned into a praying mantis slammed at him with a hammer in his hand.

At the critical moment, Yan Feng raised his right fist, which was swayed by the strong wind, and hit it with a steel-like roar.

This is pure wrestling, both sides have exhausted their strength, roaring from their throats.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded from behind him.

"If it doesn't work, go away."

As soon as Yan Feng turned his head, he saw a huge black shadow smashing towards him.

Before he could react, he heard a loud muffled sound.

The fallen man who had turned into a praying mantis was smashed to pieces and retreated again and again.

In just a split second, Gu Jianlin came forward, his right hands piercing his chest like a blade.

With a puff, blood spattered onto the boy's face.

In an instant, he launched a ghost spell.

The bodies of the enemy and the enemy are simultaneously covered by distorted black spells!

Gu Jianlin and the fallen man were bleeding from all seven orifices at the same time, and their bodies seemed to have collapsed.

Sacrifice!

A pale will-o'-the-wisp ignited in Gu Jianlin's right hand.

The fallen man let out a shrill scream, as if there was a pale flame burning in his chest, his severely deformed body was degenerating rapidly, until it turned into a thin figure and withered away.

Gu Jianlin pulled out the hand that was inserted into his chest, shook off the blood on his hand, turned and left indifferently.

If he had his original character, he probably wouldn't be so cruel.

Not that kind of sarcasm.

But now it is in a ghostly state, full of negative energy.

Even with many people in this team, he looked extremely unpleasant.

If it wasn't for absorbing the vitality of this severely deformed person, he wouldn't even bother to take a look at the death of Yan's brothers.

"You bastard..."

Yan Feng's face was extremely ugly, but when he saw this devilish young man, he was too frightened to speak harsh words.

"Tasks are the most important thing, don't do redundant things."

Yan Ye said coldly beside him.

Yan Feng snorted coldly, turned around and rushed towards the other fallen people without saying anything.

At this time, Gu Jianlin had already picked up his chair again, and walked into the rear of the enemy line with a blank expression.

Li Xun was wrestling with those people, and was hit by a burly man with a hammer.

Hearing a bang, Gu Jianlin saw this guy flying over from his back.

He narrowed his eyes, swung his arm backhand, and sent the thing flying.

Li Xun, who was in the form of a ghost, hit the wall behind him, fell and rolled several times, startled and angry.

Gu Jianlin turned his head and glanced at him, as if looking at a corpse.

Boom.

Li Xun seemed to hear the sound of a beating heart.

His ghost-human state was lifted, his face also turned strangely black, his whole body trembled and convulsed, as if he was about to lose control.

This is the price to be paid for ghost-humanization.

Gu Jianlin withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the group of fallen people: "Come on, continue."

The Fallen who belonged to the gravedigger saw him as if they had seen a demon, trembling and about to kill the hostages.

Fortunately, this group of rookies is not particularly rubbish, and they still have some combat power, so they took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The fallen ones obviously didn't expect that they were hiding something, and suffered a big loss.

It was at this moment that Gu Jianlin came over with a chair and shot them headshot one by one.

The corpses fell one after another, and the situation was completely one-sided.

Gu Jianlin looked around.

There were still a few captives lying on the ground, all of them newcomers who had been ambushed because they were sleeping soundly.

Some were seriously injured, some were dying.

The status is not bad, thank you quickly.

One of the girls, who was not bad, cried bitterly and wanted to throw herself into his arms.

Gu Jianlin directly lifted the chair and pressed it against the woman's forehead.

"do not move."

Gu Jianlin ordered in a cold voice, then touched her pocket.

Hmm, no supplies found.

He touched the other people's pockets again, but couldn't find them.

Finally, his eyes were locked on the fallen people whose heads he had shot.

"Our supplies were taken away by these people."

The girl sobbed and said, "Thank you for helping us get it back."

Gu Jianlin found six bottles of Azure Blood and four bottles of purification medicine stones from the fallen man's body.

Then throw the purification medicine stone in the past.

The girl froze for a moment, then caught it.

Because Gu Jianlin put the six bottles of blue blood into his pocket, turned around and left.

Only one sentence was left:

"It's useless for you to ask for this thing. Compared to that one, I'm already kind."

The girl turned her head stiffly.

Because after Tang Ling rescued the hostages, she snatched all their supplies, not even a single bottle.

The battle is not over yet, but the time has already reached twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Those fallen people who were brave enough to die just now all showed terrified expressions.

"It's foggy! It's foggy!"

"Run, those things are coming!"

"Hahaha, we are going to die, all of us are going to die!"

Those people lost all fighting spirit in an instant, and fled in all directions like bereaved dogs.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and they didn't know what kind of nerves these fallen people suddenly lost.

Gu Jianlin was also stunned.

A Fallen who hastily fled dropped a journal.

He bent down to pick it up, and turned to the first page.

It was a crooked line smeared with blood.

"Don't go out after midnight."

Gu Jianlin raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

Because the dark mist filled the air, accompanied by faint, weird laughter.

Deep in the mist, there was a rustling sound.

As if something was crawling.

Four thousand words, a bit late.