Several people pushed the door and got out of the car. Zhang Xier and the other person quickly merged into one, holding the dagger that could continuously flash, and took the lead.
Meng Yi looked up at the residential building with the help of the blue light above his head. It was a typical outer city building, six stories high, with very narrow corridors and houses.
This kind of terrain is very difficult to perform on.
However, with Zhang Xizhuanger leading the way ahead, he had no reason to hesitate.
He signaled Cen Qiyun to walk at the end. The eighth-level flesh and blood magic gave the other party excellent survivability. In this aspect, Xu Qingsong was very weak.
As soon as Meng Yi stepped into the building, he knew there would be an alarm bell, a strong smell of blood.
A sticky feeling came from under his feet, and a ray of flame emerged from his fingertips, and then he fell silent.
The walls and the floor were covered in sticky black and red blood, forming a pattern with a strange aesthetic.
Xu Qingsong followed behind, startled. "This is... could all the residents of this building have been killed?"
"Hmph!" Cen Qiyun's voice was filled with disgust. "For the salvation of God, those bastards here deserve to die!"
Zhang Xizhuang'er was at the front, and facing Meng Yi was Zhang Xier. In this situation, what she saw was equivalent to what Zhang Zhuang'er saw.
Zhang Zhuanger's honest voice sounded:
"Don't stare at these patterns for too long, and you'll unknowingly fall into the desire to kill."
Meng Yi raised his eyebrows, "Killing? Is it a righteous god?"
"No, it's the evil god, the god of killing."
"Also..." Zhang Zhuang'er instructed, "Put out the fire. In this environment, the firelight will interfere with our vision."
Indeed, Meng Yi also discovered that in this small and dim environment, the firelight would absorb all his sight, and he could not see anything in the darkness behind the firelight.
He waved his hand to extinguish the flames and turned to open his pupil technique.
Now his vision was no different from that in the daytime.
Zhang Xier looked at his pure white eyes and frowned, but Zhang Zhuanger didn't ask anything.
Meng Yi looked at Zhang Xizhuanger in front of him and felt extremely strange.
From his perspective, it was Zhang Xier who was walking up the stairs backwards, and it was a reverse joint movement.
"Your kneecap..." Meng Yi looked down at him, "How could it be broken like this?"
Xu Qingsong tilted his head and looked upwards curiously, but he didn't have the experience that Meng Yi had, so he couldn't see clearly at all.
Zhang Xier grinned and winked at Meng Yi, but unfortunately she was mute and couldn't speak even if she wanted to.
So she took control of one arm, reached back, and slapped Zhang Zhuang'er on the forehead.
"What are you doing!" Zhang Zhuang'er shouted angrily, "Get down to business!
Meng Yi, stop asking her questions all the time, Zhang Xier is a chatterbox..."
Zhang Xier started to tap his forehead.
Zhang Zhuang'er took back control of his arm, and Zhang Xi'er grabbed the other arm, holding the dagger upside down and hitting him with it.
Meng Yi decided to do his job honestly and stop asking questions.
These two people... No, this guy Zhang Xier...
“Someone!”
Zhang Xizhuanger suddenly threw the dagger diagonally upwards along the stairs.
Hearing this, Meng Yi extended two thin flesh tentacles from his eyes, with his eyes at the tip. They suddenly floated to the side, bypassing Zhang Xizhuanger who was blocking his view.
This was the first time he had used it since he had advanced in flesh and blood magic.
The effect is good.
This allowed him to see the enemy's appearance clearly.
A young man with bloodshot eyes.
There was a sound of tap.
Zhang Xizhuanger threw the dagger and nailed it into the opponent's forehead, then it flashed back into his hands.
"So weak?"
Sniff
The young man's stomach was ripped open, and a blood-soaked figure pounced down from above.
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