Chapter 163 Killing Buddha

At this time, the man who was still cutting meat from the corpse looked a little panicked when he saw the rushing plateau, but his reaction was very sensitive. He quickly turned the bone knife in his hand and was about to split the rushing plateau with his backhand.

However, this man's strength is only in the initial realm of skin practice. In today's end of the world, such strength can only resist the mutable environment after the end of the war. How can he resist the angry blow of the plateau?

Plop! I only saw a blood-red thing falling into the black iron pot on the ground, and the yellow-green soup in the pot splashed on the face of the burning man next to the pot. I only saw a fist-sized hole in the chest of the knife-wieldy man just now. In the hole, blood vessels and muscles were intertwined, like a mess of twisted threads, and the heart in the middle had disappeared, leaving the stunned expression of the last lesson on his face.

The other man saw that his companion was pouted out of his lungs in an instant. A chill rose from his back, making him cold from his head to his toe. He didn't care about wiping the smelly green water on his face. He touched it from behind with one arm, took out a black thing, raised his arm to aim at the plateau, and then listened. There were a few crisp shots.

Da! Da! Da!

The plateau did not expect that there are still people using weapons in the era of hot weapons. Maybe they have an extremely fanatical sense of trust in such hot weapons in their consciousness. Several bullets hit the body of the plateau. He only felt a slight shock on the plateau, and all the bullets flying were blocked by thick leather fibers, and there was not even a red mark on the body of the plateau.

The plateau body trembled, and the bullets mixed between the manes fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. Conventional hot weapons are really weak to break through the thick skin of the mutor. Now it has completely entered the biochemical era, and the so-called era of hot weapons is gone forever.

The man's last dependence was blocked by the plateau, and his eyes were full of panic. He had been hovering on the edge of Xiurong City, snoring at the so-called mutor. Because he relied on this broken gun, he killed at least five muters in the initial skin practice realm, and thought that he could do well in the end of the world.

However, later, when he saw an invulnerable muter, he was out of this idea. He only dared to move around the periphery. Relying on his broken gun, he survived. I have to say that his luck has always been good.

The man's trembling fingers still couldn't stop pulling the trigger of the pistol, but the firing pin of the pistol made a crisp sound, and he had shot all the bullets in the pistol in one breath.

"Don't kill me, please, let me go. I have a hard time, and I am also forced to do it. The man's knees softened, knelt on the ground, and muttered.

The claws of the beast waved by the plateau stopped in mid-air. When he heard the man's last words, he was suddenly stunned. Could it be that there was really something hidden? However, at this moment, a cunning smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man kneeling on the ground, and a slender spike suddenly drilled out from behind him and stabbed straight to the plateau behind him.

Poo! The man kneeling on the ground with the last cunning smile on his face plunged into the boiling water, and the boiling splashes overflowed from the iron pot, extinguishing all the flames under the pot.

The plateau has guessed that this is just a delaying plan, but he still subconsciously gave the man a chance to take action and didn't know what to say. Plateau sometimes feels that he is not suitable to stay in such a cruel end of the world. Except for his parents, he can't see anything worth missing in this world.

The strong wolf claws of the plateau were quickly planed on the ground. In less than a minute, a big pit immediately appeared on the ground next to the body. The plateau kicked the bodies of the two men into the pit, slowly put the meat-cut bodies on their bodies, pushed their claws, and sprinkled the excavated soil on the bodies. Layers of cover-up.

Although the plateau knew that after they left here, the body would also be found by the muters with a keen sense of smell, and dug out from the grave and gnawed away. But he couldn't help doing this on the plateau. Maybe it was for the so-called human nature in his heart. Even the plateau spirit was in a trance, holding the earthy hands and froze in the air.

"Let's go. I hope they can rest in peace. I hope that when they are reincarnated, the world can be a complete world. Roth came from behind the plateau, took the last black soil in the plateau's hand, and pressed his hands on the grave.

The low gravehead is a bulging mound. Luo Si picked up the iron pot ready to stew, poured the boiling water on the ground, and then buckled the black iron pot upside down on the grave.

In the dark night, there are always a few roars of mutabulent beasts echoing, as if it is always reminding all living people that the doomsday world is by your side, abandoning all conscience, abandoning all goodwill, completely bursting the most primitive desire in your heart, cheating, killing, and doing everything. What can you do, whatever you want to do, even if it is at the cost of your own life in the end!

Therefore, some people are crazy about food, some people are depraved for sexual desire, and some people are cruel just for fun. The numb life is in this end of the world with the theme of destruction.

The plateau looked at the iron pot stuck upside down at the head of the grave and stood still. A gust of wind swept by, mixed with large and small sand and gravel, and the rough particles scraped on the iron pot, making a rustling sound.

The plateau is frozen in place, and the roar of the mutagenic beast echoes in his ears. He is a little confused. He doesn't know the meaning of surviving in the end of the world. The plateau's mind is chaotic, like a paste, and the breath on his body fluctuates. Ross can clearly feel whether the heart of the plateau is The broken struggle is like a confused child wandering in the maze of his heart.

Just when the plateau was confused, a word suddenly came to his mind, and he could no longer remember where the source of this sentence was.

Kill the Buddha, kill the Buddha, and give birth to the Buddha.

In such a destroyed world, only with his own hands can he wash away the evils of this world. The plateau has never expected that he can save the world. He just wants a trace of peace of mind. Although this reason sounds a little far-fetched, this is a portrayal of the current mood of the plateau. He will use his own strength to cut off the unhity he has seen, kill and stop killing, and become a Buddha on the spot.

Due to continuous killing, the negative emotions generated in the killing will slowly accumulate in people's hearts, and the negative emotions will become heavier and heavier, making people disappear little by little and become insensitive. They only know how to enjoy the pleasure of killing, and move towards crazy killing step by step. In the abyss, he finally became a murderer who could only prove his existence by killing, and completely lost his mind.

This situation happened once last time, but the plateau was saved by his tenacious will, but he still did not find the root cause of this change. This kind of mental injury is far from being solved by biting his teeth.

And the plateau has unconsciously gone a long way on this astray. The fusion of mutagenic genes, coupled with the extremely restless Mao-a gene, the frequent use of the killing knife aggravates his mental injury. It's just that this dark wound doesn't stand out, but I don't know when it will completely break out.

However, through this awakening, the plateau has strengthened its goal of progress and survival. After entering the realm of blood exchange, as long as the plateau is adjusted properly, it will slowly repair its dark injury. When it is completely repaired, he will not be easily attracted by the violent breath of the evil knife.

After this washing, the soul of the plateau has opened the shackles of their own thoughts in the past. The plateau's mind was shocked, as if he heard a crisp sound in his heart, and the heavy shackles in his heart were suddenly broken.

Ross, who was a little worried about the plateau, felt that the breath on the plateau was suddenly strong, which scared Ross and immediately took a few steps back, so that the plateau would not enter the state of genetic rage like last time and accidentally hurt himself.

However, the plateau opened his eyes, and his clear eyes were exposed in the narrow wolf's eyes. He did not enter the state of genetic rage at all, but broke through the realm. The plateau finally broke through the shackles and entered the initial blood exchange.

As soon as I stepped into the plateau of blood exchange, I only felt that my blood was suddenly a little heavy, as heavy as if I had poured mercury liquid. The plateau remembered the metal mercury ball in the Zhuolu base.

He didn't expect it to be this spiritual experience on the plateau, but let himself break the shackles and break through the realm. For a long time, the plateau has thought that it only needs to integrate strong genes to break through the realm. Not only does the plateau think so, but even Xin Yue seems to think so. The plateau recalled in his mind and found that Zhao Yong may be the only one who can achieve strength and mood. This pervert seems to be more than strength. That's right.

The plateau did not notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile looked particularly sunny. He couldn't help but make Luo Si, who was standing aside, in a trance. He felt as if he saw a sunny boy standing in front of him, as if he had returned to the end of the world again.

The plateau's stiff claws in the air gently grasped back, and the finger bones immediately made a crisp sound like fried beans. This sound seemed to be an infectious disease, extending from the palm to all parts of the body. A powerful force came from all over his body, which was powerful and lasting.

Although it is still far from the realm of the quenching period, being able to enter the realm of blood exchange means that you have the ability to protect yourself temporarily in this chaotic world.