Chapter 125 Lin Qiao Loses! Huang Ye Returns to the Battlefield to Fight for Blood Food!

"It cannot be said, it cannot be seen..."

Huang Ye touched the tombstone and fell into thought.

The killing pattern is actually a hidden mechanism. After the cause and effect is established, it can be triggered actively or passively.

For weirdness, it is almost always on, similar to instinct.

Huang Ye naturally did not lose his mind.

It will not happen that anyone who shouts his name will actively detonate it and either die or be maimed.

"Although it's a killing rule, it's actually a skill."

After becoming a believer in the weird, Huang Ye's understanding of it became more and more clear.

For low-level or extraordinary beings of the same level, the strange troublesome thing is that they don't know what the rules of killing are.

Hence the endless guessing game.

As for Weird itself, what he has to do is to bring the enemy onto the card table and engage in crazy gambling.

If the opponent can't guess it, he will lose.

Once the answer to the riddle is guessed, Weird will lose all his cards.

It can even be cleared by ordinary people without any damage.

It is a method with very obvious advantages and disadvantages.

But for most people, it’s hard to find answers in one life.

This is a matter of probability. In theory, as long as the blood is thick or there are many people, the probability of cracking will reach 100%.

"For high-level experts, the killing pattern is not fatal."

"Can be resisted by the extraordinary."

"But it's also one of those rare ways that even high-level people can't avoid being injured."

After understanding the essence, Huang Ye stood up from his crouching position.

Gaze into the unreachable secrets beyond.

Overall, it is a very tricky and strange skill in the same realm.

It would be an understatement to say that it is hard to guard against.

But it’s a shame to say it.

To this day, he still doesn't know what his mother and sister's murder patterns are.

They were indeed ignored too much.

"Let's do this for now."

"As for the grave, dig it after this crisis has passed."

"I can hear the fighting going on outside."

Huang Ye pursed his lips, his consciousness just about to dissipate and return to his true form.

But behind him, he heard someone calling him excitedly.

"boss!"

"The boss!"

"Are you okay!"

Looking back, Huang Ye saw Han Shuang and the others.

He was running towards him excitedly.

But they were restricted to a radius of fifty meters.

There is a thick layer of fog separating him.

It should be that they were not given permission to open more activity areas.

"Do you know my name?"

Huang Ye looked at their figures and suddenly smiled softly.

Han Shuang was also stunned when he heard this.

I don’t understand why the other party asked.

But he still shook his head honestly.

The boss is too cautious.

Little is known about him.

Before going to the ruins of 530 rioters, she didn't even know that the other party was still a student.

It really ruined her outlook.

"have no idea."

"It's good to call me the boss."

Huang Maoluo Youyou and chef Dong Yan also replied.

They had just joined the organization not long ago.

They didn't even dare to inquire about the leader's information.

"My name is Huang Ye."

"Yellow yellow, wild wild."

Huang Ye said.

I saw three people moaning and whispering.

But he frowned slightly.

Because in his perception, the causal link between the three of them and himself was very fragile.

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"What's my name!"

"Answer me!"

Huang Ye's face turned cold and his voice was low, causing the three of them to tremble.

"Huono!"

Han Shuang and the other three said in unison.

At this moment, Huang Ye could clearly feel that their extraordinary aura had established a strong connection with him.

It was as if the three of them had turned into kites.

There is an invisible and transparent thread that is caught on himself.

Huang Ye silently realized that as long as this line was cut short, they would be seriously injured.

However, this connection is not stable.

It will gradually fade over time.

"Keep your head up."

"Look me straight in the eyes."

Huang Ye squinted his eyes and looked at the three of them.

Han Shuang subconsciously looked into Huang Ye's pupils.

As the eyes met.

His body trembled.

A primitive fear burst out from deep inside.

It was as if he was reminding himself instinctively.

Don't look the other person in the eye.

"This is……"

"Has the boss become stronger again...?"

This palpitating feeling of oppression is very obvious.

She didn't last three seconds before looking away.

Lips turn white.

It was as if a pair of cold eyes were imprinted in the memory.

It is always in the consciousness, exuding threats.

Indelible.

The other two people also felt the same way.

Just looking directly at it makes your legs weak from fear.

His face was panicked.

It seems that the lifeblood is not under his control.

for such means.

They couldn't understand.

He even retreated slightly in fear.

"Well done."

Huang Ye praised.

But he lowered his head and silently savored this feeling.

If you say calling your name.

Ability to fade over time.

There are also differences in how soft the sound is, and how far away it is.

No matter which one it is, it will affect the infusion of strange damage.

Quite restrictive.

But if you are stronger.

These factors can also be ignored to a certain extent.

"As for looking directly into his own eyes."

"The connection is deeper."

"The medium is engraved in the memory."

"Ignore the influence of distance."

"But it is a great test of the caster's mental strength."

"It will cause damage to the enemy's consciousness."

Knowing the effects of the two killing rules.

Huang Ye nodded silently.

It is indeed necessary for the two to complement each other to exert the strongest lethality.

Being able to explore such a result in a short time.

Huang Ye is still very satisfied.

Looking up.

Han Shuang and the other two have established a very deep causal relationship with him.

As long as he has an idea.

He can kill the three people instantly.

Huang Ye's mouth corners rose.

Now, he also has the ability to control the team strongly.

Once the other party defected.

Then he can kill remotely.

Not only does it need to be bound by interests.

It even requires long-term observation and assessment.

"I should go."

Of course, this matter should not be brought up for the time being.

It is easy to affect the morale of the army.

Huang Ye retracted his gaze and waved goodbye.

The consciousness completely dissipated in the consciousness space.

Returned to the body.

There was a more tragic battlefield.

The collision between the two hells continued.

Huang Ye, who became a weird believer, also had a stronger desire.

He also wanted to eat these two blood food supplements!

...

"Buzz——"

Scarlet and green, the collision of the two weird domains continued to emit a low-frequency sound effect that made people tinnitus and dizzy.

It was like a cutting machine cutting a piece of iron.

The speed was fierce and uncomfortable.

In the center of the collision, it was dyed a fiery yellow.

The weird domains affected each other, making the functions of the two extremely unstable.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Lin Qiao's half body was torn apart, revealing a grim skeleton.

In the process of falling from the middle of the mountain, the body was also recovering rapidly, smashing through the bushes.

Ye Weimin walked to the edge of the mountain.

The pale pupils looked at the direction where she fell.

There was indifference.

His body was full of hideous wounds.

As if he was chopped by a knife and an axe, his flesh and blood were dripping.

From the surface, it seemed that he was at a disadvantage.

"Fighting desperately."

The old man had no expression on his face.

In his skinny hand, he grabbed the piece of meat that Lin Qiao had fallen off.

Then he stuffed it into his mouth roughly, swallowed it greedily, and absorbed the other party's extraordinary.

At this moment.

His breath increased again, and he officially stepped into the level of 71.

He reached the same level as Lin Qiao, who had obtained 30,000 blood meals!

"It's so tender and delicious."

After eating the flesh and blood, Ye Weimin also licked his fingers greedily.

The meat and blood on it.

It made him look extremely intoxicated and obsessed.

Although his strange domain effect is an external incarnation, he is not good at recovery.

Therefore, in the offensive battle between the two, Ye Weimin's scars accumulated to a terrifying degree.

There seemed to be no intact place on his body.

But after swallowing the other party's flesh and blood, it was also repaired quickly.

Moreover, he had a great advantage in this collision.

The strange swallowing was a process of mutual fusion.

What was swallowed was not only flesh and blood, but also the extraordinary cultivation of the opponent.

It helped him to officially enter a new level.

If the whole body was swallowed, the bone and marrow would be sucked out, and the eightyth level would not be far away.

"Fisherman!"

"You really deserve to die!"

At the bottom of the mountain, Lin Qiao's body was restored intact.

Fierce screams echoed in the valley.

It was full of resentment and murderous intent.

But more of it was the fear of facing her own defeat.

Her breath had been greatly weakened.

If she continued, she would definitely be swallowed up.

"I would have died a long time ago."

Ye Weimin said coldly.

Then, a human skin rose from his shadow.

It swelled in the wind.

It turned into a look that was exactly the same as his.

Then this strange slave jumped down from the mountain.

It rushed towards Lin Qiao in the valley.

"Hahahaha!"

"You old man, you are so humorous!"

"You are so weak and feeble!"

"Can you die again?"

Lin Qiao laughed loudly.

The invisible sound machete destroyed all the bushes around.

It also ran towards the human-skinned slave who came to kill.

Soon, the horrible wound was exposed.

The effect of her killing rules is very strong.

A single burst.

It is a double attack of body and mind.

But what Lin Qiao was unwilling to accept was that it had no effect on this stubborn old man!

"You are going to die!"

The old man standing in the ruined village whispered softly.

This body suddenly switched positions with the slave while the will was transferred.

It appeared in the air at the foot of the mountain.

With a grim face, he resisted the sound knife attack.

Stretching out his skinny palm, he directly tore off half of Lin Qiao's head, including his scalp.

"Ahem!"

And Ye Weimin, who was left in the village with scars all over, became an ordinary slave.

But he also has a level 60 cultivation base.

Coughed up blood slightly.

"Who is this person?"

"He has so many hidden cards that I can't see through them all."

He turned his head away.

He looked solemnly at Huang Ye who was lying on the ground without a sound.

His face was gloomy.

After Lin Qiao finished dealing with Huang Ye, Ye Weimin showed up decisively, not giving the other party any time to breathe.

But Lin Qiao, in the moment of crisis, immediately grabbed the wooden-handled shovel.

Her decision made Ye Weimin very alert.

Quite scared.

During the dinner party contact.

He then deeply felt the terrifying threat emanating from the shovel.

The black blood on it exudes the powerful resentment of the evil god.

The level is probably extremely high.

Even I don't dare to bear it rashly.

From that moment on, the idea of ​​snatching came to mind.

Killing Huang Ye was just incidental, his goal had been this shovel from beginning to end.

It can bring more terrifying growth to myself.

But what was unexpected was that after Nalin Qiao touched the shovel.

He fell into a brief moment of sluggishness.

Let out a scream of pain.

It was as if he had been rejected by the shovel.

This also gave Ye Weimin an excellent opportunity to attack.

It also made his advantage snowball so quickly that even Lin Qiao found it difficult to resist.

"Have you recognized your master?"

"Not even if you die?"

Ye Weimin stared at the shovel with resentment in his eyes.

But he won't give up, maybe he can find a way to avoid it.

Such good things are far harder to find than hell.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

At the foot of the mountain.

Lin Qiao lost the area above the bridge of her nose.

Howling in extreme pain.

The body is swaying.

Full of fear: "Give me your head back!!!!"

"Hurry!!"

Lin Qiao was extremely frightened.

Looking at the green light gradually emerging in the other person's pale pupils.

These years of getting along have made her equally clear about Ye Weimin's killing patterns.

As long as you are in contact with the other party for too long, you will become one of the other party's slaves.

Life and death are out of your control!

Although Lin Qiao knew that he could continue to resist.

Prevent yourself from being affected by the other party's killing patterns.

But this expenditure is not equal.

As long as the other party comes into contact, he will have to spend a huge amount of extraordinary energy to offset it.

She can't afford such consumption!

"boom!"

She stared at half of her face and ran towards Ye Weimin fearlessly.

The little fist was smashed out.

The next moment.

Separation of flesh and blood.

The bones were crushed and the flesh exploded.

It separated directly from her body and headed towards Ye Weimin's heart.

"You lost this weird cannibalism."

Ye Weimin held up half of her head and advanced instead of retreating.

Seeing the other party blowing up all the skeleton of the body, destroying its own foundation.

He just commented indifferently.

"fart!"

"I won't lose!!!"

Lin Qiao's voice was crazy, and her sanity was on the verge of collapse.

She did not dare to give up her body, fearing that the other party would take the opportunity to snatch it away, which would be a fatal crisis.

But she has also reached the point of despair.

Lin Qiao was deeply affected by the shovel.

Just the mere contact was met with extremely strong resistance, causing confusion in consciousness.

It's like touching hot red iron.

It made her soul burn.

"You're crazy."

Ye Weimin commented lightly.

He is well aware of the shortcomings of weirdness.

He already has little sense, and coupled with verbal stimulation, the other party will be the first to get into trouble.

His experience is far beyond what Lin Qiao can compare with.

Just then.

The finger bones that exploded into flesh and blood had already hit his chest.

Bloody and bloody.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Grit your teeth and endure the pain.

The ribs were all cracked and broken.

But under this torture, he laughed silently.

Mouth full of blood.

Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity to directly devour the opponent's body.

But Ye Weimin's thoughts were learned by Lin Qiao.

She was even more desperate. She covered her mouth and the bridge of her nose, looking like she was going crazy, crying and laughing mixed.

Consciousness is chaotic.

It was completely at the end of its rope.

I no longer know how to escape from this desperate situation.

"Give up."

"Stop struggling."

Ye Weimin lifted half of the other person's head.

Her long hair was stained and caked with blood.

Stare into the crazy pupils.

The tone is calm.

"Or you can blow yourself up and try to drag me into the water."

Suddenly.

The head in his hand struggled violently.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

But the next second.

On Lin Qiao's head.

His pupils were stagnant and his face was stiff.

As if falling into some kind of pattern.

A surge of extraordinary strangeness passed through the living head and moved toward Lin Qiao's body.

"You want to transform me into a slave!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"No! Impossible!"

Lin Qiao completely lost his mind and was replaced by instinct.

She knelt on the ground holding her head.

Crying bitterly.

The transcendence used to resist the invasion comes and goes.

All the flesh, flesh and consciousness she had swallowed were frantically fighting for control of her body.

The form of expression is illogical behavior.

Lin Qiao's consciousness was even in danger of being transformed.

They all have too much time to take care of themselves.

"it's over."

Ye Weimin's eyes were soft.

Looking at Lin Qiao's half-head with dull eyes in his hand.

It's like looking at your own daughter.

Both proud and satisfied.

The training plan he had prepared for many years, just like the fish fry in the fish pond growing up, gave him the joy of harvest.

"That is..."

But in the next second, Ye Weimin suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of astonishment.

In his perception, the strange slave who stayed above the village was completely out of contact.

In the residual vision, the strange slave saw the last scene.

It was a teenager with indifferent eyes.

Standing silently behind the strange slave.

Grabbed the head of the incarnation.

After that, no more pictures came.

But this scene was enough to make Ye Weimin full of horror.

"He is not dead!"

"How is this possible!!!"

Ye Weimin's pupils trembled, unbelievable.