"It means it''s not good." Huang Laoxie was leaning on a blood red tentacle. At this time, he was standing on the broad wall of the magino defense line. Under his feet was an active defense line that was constantly twisting, and on top of his head was a rolling blood mist.


    Here, Huang Laoxie killed several bloodletting men and countless activated limbs.


    He is so fast that all the bloodletting people who try to agglomerate around him become living targets. If not in the process of coagulation, the bloodletting people can move freely. Huang Laoxie even has the leisure to carve a lotus flower on each other''s face.


    Huang Laoxie came to face-to-face with the fear of cruelty, so he abandoned the gas mask in advance and faced the erosion of blood mist.


    But nothing happened. Of course, the blood mist filled his respiratory tract, but Huang Laoxie''s only dissatisfaction with the bloody smell was that it was a little light, not bold enough, and not as mellow as he had experienced before.


    Huang Laoxie also lit a bonfire in front of him. The flame thrower made by the Academy of Sciences of the Loess Plateau easily ignited the remains left by the activator. He tried to barbecue a section of activated tentacles. Unfortunately, it tasted like the fermented swill.


    He also wanted to try the taste of a bloodletting man. It''s always in the fog, but it doesn''t get rid of the old evil.


    "Here comes Lao Tzu! Here it is Huang Laoxie was bored and yelled at the depth of the blood mist: "you''ve come to talk to me!"


    However, there was no response in the blood mist, and even the continuous blood letting people no longer appeared. The original soft and active defense line under the feet gradually restored the texture of the rock. Only the echo of Huang Laoxie''s cry echoed in the blood fog.


    "The remaining evils of no fire are not worthy of my Lord''s attention." Finally, a voice responded to Huang Laoxie''s roar in the blood mist.


    A man in red armor, with a huge blood god sign on his head and riding a blood grinding beast emerged in the blood mist: "after repeated reincarnations, you still refuse to dissipate. The mantis stand in front of the wheel of history again and again, which is meaningless."


    "Well, there''s someone who can talk. Wait, I''ll come down now!" As soon as Huang Laoxie''s eyes stood up, he jumped down from the magino defense line: "who are you? Name it!"


    "My name, marcelliton, is the one who contributes the blood of the outside world to my Lord, the God of blood." The knight in the blood mist slowly stopped: "meet again, Huang Shiren."


    "We know each other?" Huang Laoxie landed on the ground safely, and the lightning ran to the champion masariton.


    When!


    Marcelliton seemed to have foreseen Huang Laoxie''s routine. With a swing of a huge bloody axe, he forced Huang Laoxie out: "I don''t know him this time, but in the previous 2356 times, we are old friends."


    "Since it''s an old friend, why don''t we get close to each other?" Huang Laoxie, like a maggot of tarsal bones, appears behind martelliton in a flash. A hammer with a nail head has been swung into a comet''s helmet. He is determined to bully the weakness of the heavy armour soldiers who are not quick to turn around.


    But marcelliton''s axe, like a whirlwind, once again intercepted Huang Laoxie''s attack, and the huge force again knocked him away: "I''ve killed you 2354 times, I''m a little tired, so this time I''ve avoided you, but you''re stubborn."


    "Since we have known each other two thousand three hundred and fifty-six times, why have we only killed me two three hundred fifty-four times?" Huang Laoxie vomited blood, which also dissipated in the blood mist in the instant of the body: "there are two more times, it seems that I left you a little deep memory, ha ha!"


    "Still so stupid, so disgusting." Marcelliton moved forward slowly, and seemed to have no interest in Huang Laoxie: "even I should have pity on you, a poor creature trapped in prison like you."


    "Make it clear!" Huang Laoxie was attached to the body again. This time, he chose to attack the blood grinding beast first: "what''s the result between us two times?"


    Huang Laoxie''s hammer smashed a trail of sparks on the blood grinding beast. However, the blood crushing beast was like a statue. It did not respond to Huang Laoxie''s attack, and continued to advance to the magino line.


    "Since you want to know, I can tell you, if you can really bear it." Marcelliton pauses and advances again, leaving only the sound echoing through the blood mist.


    "The first time we met, you and I were inseparable. I was born in your tyranny." Marcelliton''s voice was like a sharp blade, which made Huang Laoxie stiff in place: "the great blood God has given me life, standing side by side with you."


    "In the second encounter, you and I are enemies. Your compatriots have ascended to the altar in your name. Some people call you Kampas, the God of war." Marcellighton''s voice was mocked: "but what''s left of this body since then? Ridiculous, pathetic. "


    "Kampas, the God of war?" Huang Lao''s evil thoughts uttered the name he had just heard before, trying to distinguish the truth and falsehood of martelliton''s words.


    "Which of these heavenly gods was not born with the death of a whole world?" Marcelliton scoffed at the sky: "what''s more ridiculous is that after thousands of reincarnations, they really think they are gods. How ridiculous?""I think you are crazy!" Huang Laoxie sneered and threw a lot of explosives at martelliton.


    "It''s none of my business whether you believe it or not. I''m just stating the facts. Every time the world is broken and reorganized, we will meet again. Every time we meet, I will take something from you." Marcelliton''s voice came from the center of the explosion, destroying Huang Laoxie''s mind: "up to now, you have nothing but an empty shell."


    "Have you ever felt empty? That''s because you are empty; have you ever felt lonely? That''s because you''ve never had a family; have you ever felt like a walking corpse? That''s because you are a walking corpse Marcelliton''s huge Blood Axe fell on the magino line: "like this wall, there''s no value in it!"


    Boom!


    Marcelliton''s blood axe was completely embedded in the wall, and then melted into it. The whole magino line began to shake like a poison. The guards in the earthquake line were staggering, and the foundation around the earthquake began to crack.


    "This is a gift from the God of blood. Don''t you always want to get the blood of variables? This is it Marcelliton roared at the magino line, and another Blood Axe appeared in his hand in the blood mist, and was then slashed on the wall: "do you want more? I will give you more! Tremble before the power of the blood god


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