Chapter 483 Shura: Evil Form (asking for monthly votes)

After the double-blade form was activated, Feng Qi began to be eroded by negative emotions, and his emotions gradually got out of control.

At this time, images kept flashing in his mind.

The negative emotional power he now controls comes from Zai Lin, not his own negative emotions, so he saw the many pains that Zai Lin suffered.

The starting point of the pain was the destruction of the race in the war.

The pain brought by the death of his parents made Zai Lin confused about the future.

The seeds of negative emotions also took root at that time.

While wandering with the remaining tribesmen, his two younger brothers died due to food shortages, which made Zai Lin begin to hate this sinful world.

In the years when he was captured and used as a drug slave, he was like a little white mouse in the laboratory, his body gradually rotted, and he was on the verge of death every moment.

The fire of life is like duckweed in the stormy waves, which may go out at any time.

After finally escaping from the devil's cave, he met a wanderer in the same situation. He thought that he could support each other and persevere in the future.

But he didn't expect that what he got in return was betrayal and torture.

In the years to come, pain will always accompany him.

Facing despair countless times, a Shura demon was born in Zai Lin's heart.

It was the negative consciousness that killed Zai Lin in the end.

At this time, Feng Qi, who borrowed the power of the negative consciousness, felt all kinds of pain in Zai Lin's life.

Under the influence of negative emotions, Feng Qi's mind was filled with endless hostility.

When the negative personality was connected to the main personality, it also began to erode the main personality.

Destruction, death, despair, fear... He wanted to create endless disasters for this world and let this world be shrouded in despair. He

even felt disgust for "life" in his heart.

When the changes in his body stopped, a hideous mist pattern appeared behind Feng Qi.

This pattern kept twisting and changing, with torture, suffering, betrayal, and various pictures... In the end, these patterns converged into a hideous evil ghost.

This is the Shura evil ghost transformed by the extreme evil in Zai Lin's heart.

Ghost knife in the left hand, magic knife in the right hand.

Two balls of gray and pitch-black flames burned in Feng Qi's hands.

At this time, he was like a demon crawling out of hell.

At this time, he slowly gathered strength and squatted down, with two weapons crossed in front of Feng Qi's chest.

His expression became ferocious, and the corners of his mouth pulled out an extremely twisted smile.

"Kill!"

Under the influence of negative emotions, Feng Qi lost control of his body, and instinctively wanted to kill. His body turned into a stream of light and shot forward.

In front of him, the ghostly figure covered with talismans raised its claws that dispersed the black mist, and the ghostly figures around him were controlled by it and flew towards Feng Qi.

However, this ghost barrier was ignited by the flames on his body without Feng Qi even swinging his knife, and turned into ashes.

Feng Qi passed through and went straight to the ghostly figure covered with talismans.

The ghost knife in his left hand took the lead in slashing forward.

This knife was silent, and there was not even a sound of piercing the air, and it suddenly slashed the ghostly figure.

In an instant, the field of negative emotions instantly enveloped it.

The ghost knife did not cause physical damage, but extreme erosion on the spiritual level.

When Feng Qi passed through the ghostly figure covered with talismans, the ghostly figure's body appeared gray from the cut position and quickly spread all over the body.

Boom!

Energy overflowed, and the figure was wiped out under the attack of negative power.

"Haha, hahaha!"

The smile on Feng Qi's face was emotionless, full of madness and enjoyment.

While stopping, the magic knife in his right hand suddenly expanded, like a mountain suddenly sweeping towards the figure on the right.

Boom! The

bluestone street collapsed, and the huge shock wave turned into a long dragon that spread over a hundred meters. All the buildings along the way collapsed, and smoke and dust rolled.

The ghostly figures that were hit turned into energy spots and overflowed. Then, under the traction of the magic knife, they gathered towards the magic knife, and finally transformed into energy and poured into Feng Qi's body. After

a short stop, Feng Qi, who was in a hysterical state, ran forward.

Feng Qi in the dual-wielding state was like Shura. A large number of ghostly figures were killed while his figure shuttled, and no ghost could withstand his attack.

As if sensing Feng Qi's terrifying power, a huge green energy figure appeared beside Feng Qi. When he raised his hand, a formation with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared, covering Feng Qi.

Feng Qi did not dodge at all. He suddenly jumped up, and the magic knife in his hand roared like a dragon leaping out of the water, piercing the energy curtain of the formation. Then the ghost knife in his hand suddenly pierced into the chest of the huge ghost figure.

The gray color spread rapidly, and the huge ghost figure was completely stunned in place. His consciousness had long been pulled into the negative realm, experiencing the negative emotional torture of the eighteen levels of hell.

When Feng Qi landed, the magic knife in his right hand suddenly struck out.

Boom!

The huge ghost figure could not resist the terrifying killing power of the magic knife at all, and turned into energy spots that overflowed and were absorbed by the magic knife.

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Qi's body leaned back and squatted, and the double swords wrapped in flames were slowly raised by him like a pair of wings.

The world in his eyes also changed in the Shura form.

The world seen by the left eye was only gray and white, without the colorful colors.

The world in the magic eye state is gorgeous and colorful, and countless spiritual particles can be seen floating in the air.

The two visions intersected, and Feng Qi saw countless threads floating from the north of the city. It was these energies that secretly controlled the ghostly life.

He raised the magic knife at this time, then took a step forward and chopped it down directly.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and a crack swept forward with a shock wave. All the ghostly figures along the way disappeared, clearing a path of hundreds of meters.

With force on his feet, he turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to the existence behind the scenes that controlled the ghostly figures.

"Hahaha!"

Amidst the hysterical laughter, Feng Qi's situation of being corroded by negative forces worsened.

Strange and hideous lines were seen spreading and wandering on his body surface, and the vague and hideous evil ghost behind him became clear.

The life behind the scenes obviously realized that the situation was out of control, and the bell sounded again.

Soon, heavy and orderly footsteps came from far away.

Behind the flying yellow paper, a group of fully armed skeleton warriors, all more than three meters tall, holding battle axes, war hammers, and other weapons, marched towards them in an orderly manner.

Faced with the obstruction, Feng Qi's speed did not slow down, but suddenly accelerated.

The ghost knife in his hand suddenly swept forward.

A gray moon arc swept forward and passed through the skeleton warriors' bodies at a very fast speed. They suddenly stopped in place collectively, as if they had lost contact with the existence behind the scenes.

The ready magic knife also followed closely.

His body leaned forward while running, tilting and rotating from right to left. After the magic knife was raised to the highest point, it suddenly expanded to 60 meters in length, like a pitch-black mountain pressing down.

When the magic knife landed, the shock wave generated instantly shattered the buildings on both sides. The debris of the buildings flew and turned into powder and blew to both sides. The army of skeleton warriors on the main road was smashed into the ground by the magic knife.

"Crack!"

Feng Qi's right arm made a sound of bone breaking due to the overload of the magic knife, and it was dislocated immediately.

But this pain did not affect Feng Qi at all.

The negative emotions in his mind made him want to continue killing, and kill endlessly.

The blood and energy in the magic knife flowed into his body.

The broken bones in his right arm healed automatically, and as the magic knife shrank back to its original form, Feng Qi raised the magic knife again.

He squatted down, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

As the ground under his feet suddenly sank, his figure turned into the center of the city again and shot towards the streamer.

More and more dead creatures came out to block him.

But with the cooperation of Fengqi's two swords, no dead creature can be a match for him.

The ghost sword cuts the consciousness, and the magic sword destroys the body.

Fengqi ran faster and faster, and the negative consciousness sealed in his heart was also ready to move at this time, and began to impact Fengqi's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, trying to break free from the shackles of his state of mind and integrate into the negative body form .

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dust raised continued to move towards the center of the city as Fengqi moved.

The number of dead creatures along the way increased. In addition to the dead creatures in energy form, many physical dead creatures also appeared.

Evil spirits, evil spirits, skeleton warriors, zombies... They rushed towards Fengqi frantically, trying to stop him from moving forward.

In hysterical laughter, Fengqi continued to break through the limit of his physical endurance.

Under the blessing of the extremely strong power, his spiritual level and body were under the heavy pressure of two forces.

The negative power represented by the ghost sword continued to corrode his spiritual consciousness, like countless tentacles extending from hell, trying to pull him into hell.

The overload operation brought by the magic knife brought extreme pressure to his body. His body was under unspeakable pressure. During this period, his bones broke and healed, reaching the critical point of his body's endurance.

When a terrifying figure holding a sickle appeared in front of him, a dark flame ignited in Feng Qi's heart.

The challenge of ascending to the gods began at this moment.

A wandering black line appeared on the surface of the magic knife, and then suddenly lit up.

The Shura Ghost Knife, which replicated the magic knife, also lit up the same line at this time.

Approaching the terrifying figure holding a sickle, Feng Qi suddenly jumped up, and the flames burning in his eyes were like two suns, shining brightly.

The two knives chopped at the terrifying figure at the same time.

The terrifying figure holding a sickle also waved the sickle at this time. The

figures staggered past each other, and Feng Qi knelt on one knee and fell to the ground. His body burst into blood mist, and countless fine cracks appeared, and blood flowed.

He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Feng Qi slowly stood up and continued to walk forward without looking back.

Behind him, the huge figure holding a sickle had an X-shaped scar on his chest, running through his body.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the figure holding the sickle exploded, and the dissipated energy chased Feng Qi's departing back.

Growing up in killing.

After the state of ascending to the god challenge was activated, the out-of-control Feng Qi turned himself into a sharp knife, and the pressure from the outside world was the whetstone.

There are only two endings for an overloaded body.

Either it is broken by external forces, or it completes the transformation under heavy pressure.

Hysterical laughter spread forward, and Feng Qi's figure shuttled through the dead life.

Wherever the ghost knife passed, the dead life turned into gray stone statues and dissipated. Wherever the magic knife in the right hand passed, it was destroyed.

The death energy emitted from the dead creatures was not worth mentioning in front of the destructive breath emitted by the negative personality and the killing breath emitted by the magic knife, and could not have any effect on him.

The Demon Sword represents the ultimate killing, and the God-ascending Challenge is also based on killing to absorb nutrients and grow.

Negative emotions without emotions represent the ultimate destruction, and there is an endless desire for destruction burning in the heart.

The two extreme evils merged.

At this moment, he was the ultimate evil.

In the killing, his negative emotions were fully vented.

But killing did not alleviate the impact of his negative emotions, but instead made them swell.

It was like a demon that had escaped from a cage and tasted the taste of blood, and completely sank into the carnival brought by blood.

"Haha... Hahaha!"

With a crazy laugh, Feng Qi moved forward quickly, and bones flew everywhere he passed.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Feng Qi, who was in the form of Shura's double swords, mastered the ultimate mental attack ability and physical destruction ability at the same time.

Even the consciousness of the Demon Sword was affected by him and became full of hostility.

The sound of the bell also became urgent at this time.

The voices that kept echoing in his mind were like commands being input into his mind.

Feng Qi, holding two swords, stood still at this moment.

His sight gradually became unclear under the influence of the bells.

In a trance, he fell into the world of illusion again.

The yellow paper flying around disappeared, and the dilapidated streets returned to their original state.

A tall figure rose from the center of the city and turned into a golden figure as big as a mountain. This figure was surrounded by talismans and shining with golden light. The

holy breath was blowing in his face. This figure seemed like a god who was not stained by the mortal world, staring at him with cold eyes.

Looking at this figure from afar, Feng Qi's brain kept telling him that this was a god, a supreme existence that could not be defeated and could not be contended with.

Put down the butcher knife in front of the god.

The commands of cognitive tampering kept pouring into Feng Qi's mind, and a confused look appeared on his face.

He knew that everything he saw was fake, but his brain gradually believed the false illusion and regarded it as the truth.

Just as he was about to release his grip on the Demon Knife and the Ghost Knife, two crazy voices rang out in his mind at the same time:

"Kill!"

When Feng Qi was about to lose himself, the negative energy and the energy released by the Demon Knife surged at the same time.

The Demon Knife's consciousness once again sensed the breath of the miracle artifact.

It was this breath that completely stimulated the Demon Knife.

Kneeling before the miracle artifact was a shame that the Demon Knife could never accept.

When he forged the knife with his own body, he had the intention of smashing the miracle artifact. How could he kneel?

"I am a mortal, but I can also kill gods. Kill!"

The crazy voice of the Demon Knife echoed in his mind, and the flames wrapped around the Demon Knife surged. The rising flames made Feng Qi's expression particularly hideous.

The negative personality was also stimulated at this time.

In the eyes of the negative personality, this world should not have a god who controls order. Everything should return to nothingness and disorder. Destruction and death are the truth.

This world does not need gods, and no one can become his god.

"If there is a god, then kill the god. Kill!"

The hoarse voice of the negative personality sounded in Feng Qi's mind immediately after the voice of the Demon Knife.

In his extreme evil form, he did not believe in any supreme god.

Even if the cognitive tampering commands were constantly input into his brain, it still could not affect the evil that was branded in his bones.

Feng Qi slowly raised his head and looked at the tall and majestic figure exuding a holy aura. A ferocious smile appeared on his face:

"You little bastard, try to control me again." As

soon as the voice fell, he raised the ghost knife and the magic knife at the same time.

The gray and pitch-black flames made his expression particularly evil, and his gray and black eyes were as deep as the abyss of hell.

As Feng Qi's momentum rose, the misty evil ghost behind him gradually expanded his body and became extremely huge. It bared its fangs and claws at the holy figure and made a deafening roar.

The raised double knives fell at this time, and the gray and pitch-black streamers slashed straight forward, trying to kill the god!