Demon Hunting Bureau, 002 Warehouse.

Under Liu Nansheng's leadership, Chen Liang came here and walked to the end of the warehouse. Liu Nansheng entered his fingerprint, the wall opened, and a staircase went down.

While walking, Liu Nansheng said: "Every time I go on a mission, I don't have to kill monsters. Sometimes I will leave a living mouth to study or practice for the team members."

"This is a place where monsters are detained, and the number has been kept at about fifty. We will replenish them after use."

When Chen Liang thought of being in the old nest of fifty monsters, his scalp was numb and he swallowed, "Uncle Liu, how often do he usually use it?"

"After a month, most of them are practicing for newcomers who have just joined the team. Kill a few more people here. You are brave enough to avoid being scared to pee your pants when you see monsters when you go out to do a mission."

In the martial arts path, psychological quality is very important. Some people have good talent and are less than 20 years old and have four or five levels of acquired levels, but when they encounter monsters, they are not as calm as the old lady.

Such people will die if they go to the battlefield.

After walking a passage and a next floor, Chen Liang came to the place where the monsters were imprisoned. There were dozens of prison cells on both sides of a fifty-meter-long aisle.

The pillars on the iron door were thicker than his thighs.

Each monster had chains on its neck and limbs, and all of them were listless, lying on the ground with half-squinted eyes to sleep.

"Don't worry, I'll give them some anesthetics in the food, but I can't hurt anyone." Liu Nansheng walked in front and said without looking back: "You need to choose which end you like in the cell No. 8 to 14."

Chen Liang looked at these monsters, which were more than one meter tall and ferocious dogs, yaks weighing tens of thousands of pounds a floor, and pythons with an adult's waists that weighed dozens of meters long...

There is no need to fight. Just being stared at makes people feel distressed, and the breath that is squirting makes people unable to walk.

Even the most trashy monster can easily kill dozens of ordinary people, this sentence is not an exaggeration at all.

"This tiger is very fierce, just let it go." Chen Liang said, pointing to the black tiger lying in the corner.

"roar!!"

Knowing his destiny, the black tiger stood up, and a bloody storm moved, and his huge body rushed over.

"Bang!"

Before he could pounce on the iron gate, the iron chain around his neck pulled it back.

This is a mid-stage monster in the acquired world. Four acquired sixth-level monster hunting team members fought for half an hour, and two of them were injured before taking it off.

"Uncle Liu, don't bother with the canteen master. I'll kill myself later. I want to try to kill monsters."

"Whatever you want, I'll ask someone to take a few more anesthetics to ensure that this tiger demon can't move."

Back in the warehouse, Liu Nansheng asked someone to send the monster to the backyard of the canteen, and the two went to the backyard of the canteen to kill.

A few minutes later, looking at the dozen or so chefs around, Chen Liang frowned, "Uncle Liu, let the irrelevant people go away, what's so good about this?"

Liu Nansheng was shocked. Is it necessary to kill a monster? But he still did it and asked the chef to leave the backyard.

"Ahem! Uncle Liu, if you are fine, can you wait outside?"

What do I fuck...

Are you killing a demon or a sun demon? Are you so shameless?

"Okay, I'll go!"

After Liu Nansheng left, Chen Liang was sure that there was no one, he stroked the tiger demon's body with his palm. He could clearly feel the pulsation and temperature of the monster, as well as the huge blood and blood.

The Beiming Divine Art was activated, and a stream of qi and blood were transmitted from the tiger demon to Chen Liang's palm and entered his body.

"boom!"

The blood and blood surged, Chen Liang's face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and his eyes were covered in blood, violent, murder, evil, fighting, and all kinds of negative emotions rushed into his mind.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the tiger demon's blood was lost, and it dropped by dozens of kilograms in less than a few minutes. After ten minutes, the skin and bones remained, and the eyes were dull and dying.

I didn't hear the monster roaring before dying, and felt strange. Liu Nansheng walked in with a cigarette in his mouth. Seeing the listless and thin tiger demon, the cigarette fell to the ground, and blurted out with a word of fuck.

Beasts, monsters don’t let go. Look at how many times have they been tortured?

"Hmm? No!"

Looking at Chen Liang who was standing still while closed his eyes, Liu Nansheng frowned.

In his perception, Chen Liang's qi and blood were extremely powerful, like a stove, and a breath of a monster was coming from him.

The fists were clenched and loosened, Liu Nansheng's eyes were complicated, and finally he slowly left the yard and smoked cigarettes outside.

After a long time, Chen Liang, covered in blood, walked out and smiled tiredly, "It's over, I'll pack it in a sack and I'll take it away later."

"Come with me." Liu Nansheng looked bad, threw half of the cigarette on the ground and walked in front of him.

Five minutes later, at the 026 warehouse, the door was locked in the company, Liu Nansheng shouted with a dark face: "To be honest, who are you?"

"I don't ask about Kunlun. I don't ask about your strength soared quickly, but what were you doing just now? You sucked a monster dry!"

My heart suffocated, and Chen Liang's face changed. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I'm practicing the exercises."

"Is there any practice method like you? If I hadn't known your background, I could have killed him if I had changed someone else. I would feed on blood. This is something that only demons would do, do you know?"

Chen Liang is confused. The demon can also use the Beiming Divine Art? Shouldn't it?

"Uncle Liu, if I were a demon, how much water would I get into my brain to suck blood in the Demon Hunting Bureau."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Practice the magic skill of the Demon Sect, which is specialized in sucking the blood of monsters. This is why my strength has improved rapidly."

Liu Nansheng was stunned, "How fast is the improvement speed?"

"In five years, the ninth level of body refining is not a problem."

Chen Liang gave a break and could use it for five years to suck like this, and it would be a year to reach. If you are not afraid of death, you can refine the ninth level of your body in a few months, which means you may become crazy.

"So fierce!" Liu Nansheng was shocked. He had a pretty good talent. He only had nine levels in decades. If he hadn't had the blood-burning technique, he might have been innate for the rest of his life.

If the Federation had this technique, there would be no matter what the demon clan had.

"Can your skills..."

"I know what you think, I can't!" Chen Liang shook his head directly, "There are advantages and disadvantages. The practice speed is fast, and it also costs a price. This technique requires high physical fitness, spirit, and mentality."

"Ninety-nine percent of people will have to go astray even if they suck a chicken."

Liu Nansheng was unwilling to give up, "Can you try it first? If you don't, stop it."

"Can't stop!" Chen Liang said in a low voice, fearlessly: "Once the gate of desire is opened, it cannot be closed. Unless you kill someone, he will not be able to suck the monster and he will suck people."

He didn't lie, and he did feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when sucking the blood of monsters. This feeling is addictive and even he cannot avoid it.

"and you……"

"My situation is special and I can barely control it."

Being able to stay awake is of course a Taoist Ice-Qing Art. If you recite it a few times, the sense of killing will become lower and lower, but he will not hand over this method.

It’s not that he is selfish, but that he is not so great.

There are many powerful people in the Federation, and there are at least ten masters who can count them. Who has no adventure or unique skills? Who have you seen to share it?
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