Chapter 553 Endless Killing

"Kill, kill, kill me!"

The desire to kill in Shi Mu's heart became stronger and stronger. He wiped his cheek with one hand, and jumped out like a rabbit, bouncing back and forth in the area where the battle was dense.

Every time he falls, accompanied by the sound of swinging a long knife and clashing metal bones, several lives are harvested by him.

On this side, his long knife was slashed from bottom to top, and a soldier on the opposite side was cut in two with the knife, and then appeared in another place in a flash, the long knife was swung horizontally, and there were countless enemy troops. A head flew up.

From iron armored infantry to heavy armored cavalry, from ranger scouts to light armored archers, Shi Mu didn't know how long he killed or how much he killed.

Gradually, he became more and more like a decisive general, but he almost forgot that he was a monk.

Finally, the head of the enemy leader was also in his hands, but at this moment he still didn't want to stop, clenched the saber in his hand, and looked at the black armored soldier behind him with bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness, a cloud of blood mist filled the air, almost completely occupying his sea of ​​consciousness, only the central area where the golden stick was not yet invaded.

Shi Mu strode out again, holding the long knife high in his hand, as if he was about to chop down on those soldiers.

"General Shi... what do you want?"

"General...you..."

Several black-armored soldiers under Shi Mu's long knife screamed in horror, and staggered back.

"kill……"

Shi Mu seemed to be unable to hear the pleadings of these soldiers, and fell into a nightmare, repeating the word "kill" repeatedly in his mouth.

"puff……"

The long knife in his hand swung down suddenly, and a soldier's black iron armor suddenly broke, and dark red blood gushed out from it, and flowed all over the ground.

"Don't...don't kill me...ah..." the retreating soldiers shouted in despair, turning around quickly, trying to escape.

Seeing that Shi Mu's eyes were blood red, he jumped in front of those soldiers with a stride.

He turned back suddenly, swung the long knife sharply, and a large amount of blood splashed out, and several heads with frightened faces rolled to the ground.

And on the other side of the battlefield, on the hill formed by piles of corpses, the thick and bearded man in heavy armor was holding the long moon knife inserted between the corpses with one hand, and his eyes were fixed on him for a moment. Follow Shi Mu's movements.

"Kill...Kill, just go ahead and let go of your killing instinct!" The bearded man murmured with a strange smile on his lips.

Shi Mu's body was already covered with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any discomfort, and even had a faint urge to stick out his tongue to lick the blood on the blade.

As soon as such thoughts came into his mind, his body shook involuntarily.

At the same time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, a ray of light suddenly lit up on that golden stick.

The ray of light just flashed suddenly and then disappeared.

However, the invisible ripples agitated by it did not disappear, and rushed towards the surroundings, immediately clearing away the red blood mist that filled Shi Mu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Shi Mu only felt a pinprick-like pain in his head, and suddenly woke up from the out-of-control bloodthirsty mood just now, and the blood red color in his eyes faded a bit.

"no no……"

He looked down and saw the plasma that had started to turn black all over his body, and the fallen corpses around him. He was so shocked that he couldn't help throwing away the sword in his hand and backed up again and again.

However, as soon as Shi Mu took two steps back, the bloody aura around him rose up. With a sniff, the red light in his eyes lit up again, and that violent emotion surged into his heart again.

"ah……"

Shi Mu let out a painful roar, the flames on his body lit up, and the phantom of the red ape figure appeared out of thin air.

The huge red ape surrounded by flames raised its head to the sky and let out a silent roar. It slammed its fists heavily on the ground, and a whirlwind suddenly rose, blowing away all the corpses and bloody aura around Shi Mu.

For a moment, almost all the soldiers on the battlefield stopped fighting, and all looked at him in horror.

Shi Mu's eyes flickered, and his gaze carefully scanned everyone on the battlefield from the front to the far side.

Suddenly, when he fixed his eyes, he saw that the expression of the big bearded man was different from that of everyone in the field. Instead of panic, there was a playful smile on his face.

Shi Mu's face was serious, and he gritted his teeth and spit out two words:

"Phantom!"

After saying that, Shi Mu took a big step forward, a black light appeared in his mouth, and the wishful iron rod flew out, and turned into a length of Zhang Xu in mid-air, and was held by Shi Muyi in his hand.

The steps under his feet were connected, and the whole person leaped up and rushed towards the big bearded man.

"Stop him!" Seeing this, the bearded man stared immediately, and his eyes turned into pure black.

After the words fell, all the soldiers on the battlefield suddenly seemed to go crazy, their eyes were blood red, and they all brandished long knives in their hands, and charged towards Shi Mu.

Dozens of black-armored soldiers were facing towards Shi Mu, holding blood-stained sabers tightly in their hands.

Shi Mu clenched the body of the stick with both hands, straightened the long stick, thrust it towards the ground suddenly, and inserted half of the iron stick into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the veins on his arms burst out, and he suddenly lifted the long stick forward, and a large rock on the ground was picked up by him with one stick, and smashed forward blatantly.

Those dozens of people screamed miserably in the future, before they were smashed into meat paste.

Shi Mu didn't stop walking, he stepped straight over the boulder, and kept waving his long stick in his hand. While waving the soldiers away, he rushed towards the bearded man.

However, in front of him, more than a thousand black-armored soldiers rushed forward, and hundreds of light-armored archers were holding longbows and shooting long arrows towards him.

"Hula" sounded.

Hundreds of black feathered arrows hummed in the air, forming a large rain of black arrows, covering the sky and covering Shi Mu's side.

Shi Mu's face remained unchanged, and he waved the black stick in his hand left and right, bringing out the whistling sound of the wind.

I saw groups of white air currents churning around him, bursts of neighing sounded around him, and a huge white air current enveloped him completely.

All beasts panic!

Shi Mu's long stick was horizontally in front of him, and he was shocked suddenly.

With a long howl!

"Boom"

The sound of rolling thunder was loud, and in the constantly surging white air flow, countless beasts of prey rushed out immediately, like a torrent of beasts, and also like a wall of white air several feet high, pushing forward unstoppably.

As soon as the rain of black arrows fell into the white air wall, they broke off one after another and turned into powder.

And the thousand or so soldiers immediately collapsed under the impact of the torrent of beasts.

Shi Mu opened the way with an astonishing move of all kinds of beasts, and there were no soldiers in front of him in an instant. He held a stick in his hand and strode towards the big bearded man.

Under his feet, the ground that had been trampled by the turbulent beasts was shattered, and the fragmented corpses of black-armored soldiers could be seen everywhere, and the soil on the ground was oozing with bright red blood.

With one foot deep and one shallow foot, Shi Mu jumped quickly on the blood-red ground, and within a short while, he came to the front of the bearded man.

Seeing this, the big bearded man still stood firmly on top of the mountain of corpses, he didn't meet him, and he didn't intend to run away.

As soon as the black light in his eyes lit up, two thick black mist gushed out from his eye sockets.

After the two streams of black mist gushed out, they did not dissipate, but sank directly into the ground, mixing with the soil.

Shi Mu strode forward, and was about to step up the hill made of corpses, but suddenly he froze and was pulled down by a strong force.

He looked down and saw several bloody hands protruding from the pile of corpses, tightly grasping his ankles, trying to pull him into the pile of corpses.

Shi Mu waved the long stick in his hand, and smashed those strange hands into pieces.

Just as he was about to lift his foot forward, he suddenly felt that his foot was soft, and half of his calf sank into the ground.

With a glance, he found that the originally solid ground under his feet suddenly softened at this moment, turning into a swamp.

Within a radius of half a zhang around him, the ground turned blood red, the original soil and rocks disappeared, and turned into viscous dark red plasma, and his feet were sunk in the plasma.

In the thick plasma swamp, huge bubbles popped up from time to time, and when each bubble burst, a wisp of light red gas would overflow from it and disperse in the air.

In just a moment, Shi Mu's side was completely covered by this light red gas.

He raised his foot abruptly, trying to move forward, but found that instead of being able to lift his foot out of the plasma swamp, his body sank even faster, reaching his waist all at once.

Shi Mu frowned slightly. Through the light red mist, he saw dozens of shadowy figures crawling out of the plasma swamp, struggling to pounce on him.

The figures covered in blood rushed forward to Shi Mu, reaching out to grab him, trying to pull Shi Mu into the depths of the swamp.

Shi Mu flicked one arm and swung a stick, smashing several blood-red figures who came in front of him to pieces, and the remains of the corpses and fresh blood mixed together and sprinkled on his body.

At the same time, the surrounding light red mist became thicker and thicker, and the smell of blood became heavier and heavier, making Shi Mu feel dizzy for a while.

At this moment, a somewhat hoarse but very captivating voice suddenly came from Shi Mu's ears:

"Kill, kill, kill... Indulge in killing, enjoy the pleasure... Return to the most original you!"

As soon as these words fell into his ears, Shi Mu's originally clear altar suddenly fell, his sea of ​​consciousness was once again occupied by blood mist, and his eyes turned blood red again.

The long black stick he held tightly stopped in mid-air, allowing the bloody figures around him to pounce on him, tearing it and pulling it into the depths of the swamp.

Shi Mu's body sank inch by inch, but in a short while, almost his whole body was submerged in the swamp, only the head part was still exposed outside the swamp. (To be continued.)