Chapter 370 Qianqian is mine!
"Huh!" A breath mixed with an unpleasant bloody smell appeared in front of Huang Xiaobei with a bloody figure.
Looking up at the blood-red terrifying figure in front of him, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but take a few steps back, and at the same time, a great fear appeared in his heart.
Because Chu Zifeng in front of him seemed to be unable to describe it as human, with his green face, fangs, blood-red pupils, bone spurs on his back, and blood-red hair, he was even more like a blood servant than a blood servant.
The right arm, which was broken by a few shots, had grown out like a gecko at this moment, and on his head and chest, the penetrating wound that had been smashed by Sang Kang one by one, no longer could see any scars at all.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaobei's fear became even worse, and he was secretly wondering what Chu Zifeng had experienced and why he had such a terrible regeneration ability? And now he... isn't that right when he stares at him?
"Crazy Chu, are you okay? By the way, did you see that kid Carl?" Seeing Chu Zifeng alone, he fucked Sang Kang and shocked two demon party abilities. Huang Xiaobei smiled on the surface, but there was a sense of tension inside and outside.
And it was the second time after the words were finished, Huang Xiaobei's eyes changed.
Looking at Chu Zifeng, who was staring at him with breathing heavily, and even dripping saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the murderous intent and bloodthirsty impulse in his blood-red eyes, Huang Xiaobei subconsciously took two steps back and pressed against the door behind him, "Hey, you, why are you a little wrong with your eyes? Why are you... Oh my god, why are you doing!"
Before Huang Xiaobei could finish his dialect, Chu Zifeng, who had completely lost his mind, suddenly rushed towards him! He threw Huang Xiaobei to the ground, and Chu Zifeng's terrifying claws also grabbed Huang Xiaobei's neck tightly. The bloodthirsty blood-red eyes showed a hint of joy as if a beast had obtained food.
Facing the two sharp claws that had pinched their throats, Huang Xiaobei's face turned red when he was pinched, his legs were kicked and beaten, and his body was extremely distorted! But in front of the two sharp claws that could only easily pinch human heads, his struggle was as powerless as a baby. When he discovered Huang Xiaobei's desperate struggle, Chu Zifeng's blood-red eyes became more and more excited!
"Roar!" He slowly opened his bloody mouth covered with sharp fangs, and slowly leaned down towards Huang Xiaobei's blood vessels, which were beating wildly!
"Dada." The stinky saliva from Chu Zifeng's mouth dripped on his face. His powerful claws seemed to cut off his throat in the next second, and Huang Xiaobei's brain suddenly fell into blank! Finally, when he felt that he was about to be strangled to death, Huang Xiaobei used all the last bit of strength in his body to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.
"Chu, Chu scum......I'm a terrible person, and I won't let you go! Qianqian is mine!!"
After Huang Xiaobei finished speaking, Chu Zifeng's blood-red crazy eyes suddenly showed a difference! At the same time, Huang Xiaobei also felt that the two sharp claws that pinched his throat seemed to have loosened a lot. Seeing this, Huang Xiaobei first gasped for a long time, and saw Chu Zifeng stopping in place in a daze, Huang Xiaobei then pushed away the sharp claws that pinched his throat, and then rolled and crawled out from under Chu Zifeng.
"Cough cough cough cough cough." Huang Xiaobei crawled to the ground on the side, his face flushed, gasping for breathing hard-earned air desperately, and his face turned pale! Mom's, recalling the feeling that he was about to be pinched to suffocate just now, Huang Xiaobei patted his chest in fear.
Half a minute later, Huang Xiaobei, who had finally breathed, looked at Chu Zifeng, who was still kneeling on the ground. He looked at Chu Zifeng's body with his head down and his trembling body. He looked at his two terrifying claws that grabbed his head hard, as if he wanted to tear his entire brain apart! Huang Xiaobei was shocked and frightened, thinking to himself what was wrong with this damn? If he doesn't work, I will run... Damn it's a little embarrassed to run!
"This, here..." Suddenly, Chu Zifeng's trembling voice came over, hugging his brain, trying his best to suppress him, who was bloodthirsty and restless, and used all his strength to put the sharp claws of his left hand on the pocket of his combat uniform on the chest.
"quick!"
Hearing Chu Zifeng's trembling urging sound and looking at the pocket under his sharp claws, Huang Xiaobei was stunned at first, and then rushed over quickly.
He squatted in front of Chu Zifeng tremblingly. Seeing that Chu scum was still trying hard to suppress the bloodthirsty desire in his body, his two sharp claws had even penetrated into the surface of his brain, and drops of Yinghong oozed out.
Huang Xiaobei swallowed, then carefully reached out and took Chu Zifeng's blood-filled claws away from his front chest pocket. He put his hand into Chu Zifeng's chest pocket. Soon, a small glass bottle filled with blood appeared in Huang Xiaobei's palm.
Staring at the bottle in his palm and looking at the dark red eyes opposite Chu Zifeng's face that became crazy again, Huang Xiaobei did not hesitate and stuffed the entire bottle into Chu Zifeng's mouth.
"Grandma, I'll treat you alive. If this bottle of blood cannot cure you, grandpa will ignore it!"
"Bang." Huang Xiaobei stuffed the small bottle full of blood into Chu Zifeng's mouth full of sharp fangs. The fragile glass bottle almost broke when it touched Chu Zifeng's mouth. The dark red blood inside it continued to flow into Chu Zifeng's mouth.
It can be seen that when the small bottle of blood entered Chu Zifeng's body, Chu Zifeng's manic blood-red eyes gradually calmed down a lot. After half a minute, Chu Zifeng, who tightly hugged his head and suppressed his desire to kill in his heart, slowly fell to the ground like a duckweed leaf, and calmly closed his eyes.
Looking at the terrifying bone spur on Chu Zifeng's back, the fangs at the corner of his mouth disappeared bit by bit. Seeing this, Huang Xiaobei sat on the ground with his butt, wiped away the sweat from his forehead with relief. Then, Huang Xiaobei, who was slightly tilted, also lay straight on the ground.
With his hands spread out, he stared at the white ceiling above his head, gasping for breath as if he was escaping from death.
"Damn it's still alive, Damn it's still alive, Miss, I'm not dead yet!"
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After a black and weak figure fled from his body like a stray dog, Carl slowly opened his light blue eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He habitually lowered his head and pushed the frame of his sunglasses, but he didn't touch his head. After a brief embarrassing silence, Carl looked at the thick black fog around him and laughed softly, "Next time I remember to change to a soul-devouring object, because in my eyes, your soul power is really not that strong. Of course, I also welcome you next time."
No sound came from all around. After ten minutes of soul battle, Carl drove the soul hunter out of his body with his strong willpower and unparalleled tenacity. He even severely injured Barents' soul!
Recalling the black figure fleeing in his heart not long ago, Carl smiled slightly and gave a simple definition of Baronth's ability.
Devouring other people's souls is yes, it is a terrible ability, and can even control the bodies of people whose souls have been devoured by him. However, when facing those people whose soul and mental power are far greater than their own, the soul hunter who penetrates into other people's bodies will find it difficult to devour other people's souls. The only reason is that his soul power is not strong enough. In other words, he has not devoured too many souls.
Thinking of this, Carl lowered his head and pushed the frame of his sunglasses, but still couldn't touch anything. So he was embarrassed and could only touch his nose and said, "Not necessarily. His soul power is actually very strong, but it's a little worse than me. If he continues to devour other people's souls and has enhanced his abilities, I'm afraid I can't guarantee that I can defeat him."
After saying that, Carl turned his eyes again to the space covered with black fog around him, and began to seriously think about how to escape from this strange space. However, before he could think more, Carl suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and then the dense black fog space around him slowly cracked into countless pieces like a broken mirror, revealing the scene of the four underground floors outside it.
The reason is very simple, because the owner of the black fog space lost his breath a minute ago.
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"Bang." Returning to the real world, Carl accidentally fell to the ground, and the blood-red ice water on the ground instantly dyed his hands and combat uniforms red.
He raised his eyes slowly, and Carl was stunned for a moment.
Looking at the blood servant limbs on the ground in front of him and looking at the few blood servant limbs who were still struggling and beating constantly, Carl's eyes were extremely shocked...
Hundreds of blood servants who were cruelly dismembered were lying densely on the corridor in front of him, and they were piled up into thick pieces. Looking around, the ground was covered with the limbs of blood servants, and every step Carl took had countless broken limbs and broken arms under his feet.
Not only that, every ice storage on the fourth floor of the underground was also full of blood servants' broken limbs torn into countless pieces, and the broken corpses floated on the blood-red water surface. The entire fourth floor of the underground had turned into a purgatory scene!
Staring blankly at the long corridor in front of him with blood servants corpses lying in front of him, Carl blinked his eyes in a daze.
Is this, is it Zifeng made?
Soon, Carl moved.
Walking among the blood and limbs all over the ground, Carl looked at the blood servant corpses around him blankly. The more he looked at his face, the deeper he looked, the more a bad thought appeared in his mind. Soon, Carl's steps stopped.
Looking at the demon party capable person in front of him who was stabbed to the ground with a knife and nailed to the ground, and looking at a beautiful female head at his feet, Carl narrowed his eyes and turned his eyes in surprise.
Is this really Zifeng doing this? Yes, but there seems to be no too many knife wounds on these corpses, but it seems that they were being torn...
"After experiencing some pain, I naturally became stronger." At this time, what Chu Zifeng said not long ago suddenly appeared in Carl's mind, and Carl fell into silence.
After a long silence, his eyes were solemn. Carl nodded gently in his heart and said, "Zi Feng is not only a little stronger."
After saying that, Karl quickly found the action box left by Andrev, and rushed to the lower floors with the action box alone.
Chapter completed!