Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

"Xiao Xi..."

The blood rain filled the sky, washing the earth, harvesting all the creatures that dared to set foot on the ground.

In the sky, the insect tide has disappeared, and the sky has become a forbidden area, causing them to fall to the ground and struggle continuously on the ground.

[Tip----The blood curse is activated, entering the venom form. ]

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

On the mountain of corpses, the terrible murderous aura was overwhelming. The black liquid covered Langren's head. He raised his head, and six big white eyes grew on his face. Under the face covered with black liquid, the corners of his mouth almost cracked to the roots of his ears, revealing long and dense sharp teeth.

His body slowly rose, looking like a strong man, and the muscles under the liquid bulged. Soon, his palm disappeared and turned into a black liquid sickle more than ten meters long. On his back, a sharp black sickle as long as fifty meters stood in the sky, like a terrifying demon god, making those who saw it shudder.

"Puff!"

The huge sickle swung, splitting the large number of night gods and insect tides rushing from the bottom of the corpse mountain into two.

"Roar!"

The big mouth split open, emitting terrifying sound waves, as if proving that this terrifying existence had awakened and was going to slaughter the world.

"Bang bang bang..."

The dense raindrops hit the black liquid muscles, and Lang Ren in the venom form was beaten and scarred, leaving blood holes, causing him to retreat continuously.

But soon, the liquid of the night covered the blood holes again, and his six big white eyes began to emit light, looking up at the sky.

Boom!

The thick light column shot up into the sky, directly into the strange night, and after a brief silence, it burst into a strong light.

The high temperature rose into the air, causing the rain above to pause slightly.

And this was not the end, the light column rotated, swept towards the ground, and hit the rotten corpses whose bodies were pierced but continued to heal.

The rolling heat waves steamed, leaving terrible deep pits on the ground, as if they had cut several wounds on the skin of the earth.

"Is this the venom form..." The light in his eyes disappeared, and a trace of clarity appeared. Lang Ren looked at his tall body with pain in his eyes.

The next second, he suddenly covered his head again and roared in pain. Boundless killing intent appeared in his mind, drowning the clarity in his eyes.

It was as if his dark side was bewitching him with a charming voice-kill, kill all obstacles in front of him, even kill himself!

The sickle behind him danced wildly. At this moment, Lang Ren couldn't control himself and fell into the devil and entered the black.

Suddenly, a cold breath came.

Lang Ren in the venom form suddenly paused, his body was a little stiff, as if he sensed a huge danger coming.

"Woo woo woo----"

The strange wind appeared, making a gloomy cry, everything trembled, and only this shrill sound echoed in the whole world.

Howl!

Suddenly, there was a blast, and strange howls came from all directions without warning, miserable and creepy, making people's scalps numb.

The entire holy light field suddenly dimmed, and then flickered, the white light curtain seemed to be splashed with a layer of red ink in an instant, and suddenly there was only a piece of red between heaven and earth.

In the sky, red phantoms, holding sickles, looming, like the god of death descending on the earth, to harvest everything!

With the appearance of the throat-cutting wind, the remaining corpse tide and beast tide suddenly rioted!

A large number of broken corpses twisted and rushed towards the corpse mountain, making a huge noise. Many of them had rotten lower bodies, and they crawled towards Langren regardless of the blood rain.

Even the corpse mountain under Langren's feet roared and made noises, as if it was coming alive.

"Throat!"

These sounds seemed to stimulate the figure in the air, and the deafening roars exploded one after another, starting to ring the death knell, and the whole night ushered in the most terrifying carnival.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

In the air, a large number of red shadows holding sickles moved, and when they raised their hands, heads flew one after another, in an orderly manner.

Like a sickle mowing the grass, all the rotten corpses that made noises were harvested in this second!

And those iron centipedes and beetles were cut into pieces all over the ground!

For a moment, blood flooded the land, and blood flowed like a river.

"Dangdang!"

A flash of red light, the extremely sharp blade seemed to be able to cut off the soul as well, and it wiped towards Langren's neck fiercely.

The crisp sound of steel clashing echoed, and Langren in the venom form screamed and roared.

In an instant, the black sickle swung at the red ghost, but it chopped into nothing. This action seemed to anger the red ghosts, and they all raised their sickles, surrounded him, and then chopped at Langren together, wanting to cut him into pieces!

The next second, the black sickle disappeared, and the liquid turned into several huge black shields, resisting the red light.

The red blood rain like bullets mixed with the sickle, mixed with dense ping-pong sounds, and those black shields were cut into liquid all over the sky, and the liquid muscles were cut open, revealing his dense black bones. Lang Ren's screams resounded through the sky, and he half-knelt on the ground in pain.

A large amount of red light flashed, cutting off from his waist, neck, and even every inch of skin, really cutting him into pieces.

"Ka Ka..."

Suddenly, in the sonata of wind and rain, there was a sound of a large number of dislocated bones.

Under his feet, the huge mountain of corpses made a strange sound, began to wriggle and tremble, as if alive, and turned into a wriggling worm.

Those countless rotten corpses began to twist, swell, and melt.

It was as if something was being squeezed out of their bodies crazily.

"Hehe..."

A familiar laugh sounded from the pile of corpses.

"These things are too scary. That white woman is about to reappear. I can't just sit there and watch." Inside the body, the trembling expression of Shenbao gradually disappeared, and turned into a solemn look.

"Don't worry, you and I can't be exposed yet." Haibao's eyes were deep and blocked.

Hearing this, Shenbao hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth and chose to wait.

Haibao merged with Langren before it, and got along with him longer. Maybe he knew some of Langren's secrets and trump cards, and the other party showed that he believed in Langren very much, so this time, it finally decided to believe Haibao.

"Throat!"

"Throat!"

In the sky, dense red shadows filled the world, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression, like a majestic voice of an iron-blooded army defeating the enemy.

In the center of all the red shadows, Lang Ren in the form of venom half-knelt and held the sword in one hand, stabbing the corpse under his feet to keep himself from falling. In the sickle attack, he trembled violently, unable to even resist. Black blood flowed from every part of his skin. In this terrible attack, his breath became a little weak.

But as his breath became weak, a trace of clarity began to appear in his eyes, as if he was regaining consciousness.

The mountain of corpses on the ground was shaking more and more violently.

At this time, the boundless corpses and blue blood covered the ground, but if you look from a high altitude, you can see a magical picture.

On the ground, with the blue blood as the background, all the blood rain falling from the sky is gathering into a huge twisted red font, which looks like a vague "gui" character.

And in the center of this font, it is Lang Ren on the mountain of corpses.

The blood rain gurgled and surged, like a swimming snake, rushing towards his body on the mountain of corpses.