"Qiu Shui..." Looking at Murong Qiu Shui's life being knocked out, although Zuo Pojun's explanation, Su Feifei's heart was still tight. As the only priest of Tianhun, she could want to rush over and perform the sacred prayer to resurrect him.

Murong Qiushui's health was cleared, but his body did not fall down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds... Five seconds passed, and Murong Qiushui did not fall down, and he was standing there in his posture when he was killed. And in these five seconds, the crowds coming from the front stood there, and no one took another step forward, as if time had been completely frozen in these few seconds.

Because, when they were hitting Murong Qiushui's life, they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. At that moment, the cold that penetrated their bone marrow made their bodies unable to move as if they were frozen. In the cold, even their fingers were like pendants with huge rocks, and they could not even bend them...

This...what is going on!?

At this time, Murong Qiushui's body, which was obviously dead, moved. His head slowly raised, and his stiff body slowly straightened up, but his movements were very slow, very stiff... as stiff as a zombie moving his body... And as his body was rectifying again, the two guns he had put down also pointed forward again.

"Hehe...hehe...he...hehe...hehe...he...hehe..."

What they saw was a black muzzle, and behind the muzzle, the black air, with a smile on its face, and two rows of white teeth... The sound from their ears was like the cold wind blowing from the cold winter, making them feel cold all over their bodies... They felt their hearts almost tremble, and they were almost shattered in the endless fear that suddenly grew...

But now, their bodies are still unable to move...their bodies are cold and their hearts are cold. This is a kind of breath suppression that they have never felt before. They have lost their complete freedom in their bodies and minds. Their roots have no ability to resist. The only thing they can move is the pupils that are constantly twitching and contracting.

Because, this is the pressure from God, the God of Death!

In this fear that was like falling into the cold abyss of death, they saw the dark muzzle pointing to them. The muzzle slowly turned into a vortex of death in their sight... They were completely desperate.

"Qiu Shui...he...he...he..."

"It was the way he was when he was competing with Wang that day!!" Ling Jie shouted. This was the second time they saw Murong Qiushui appear in this posture. The first time was after his death. This time, it was still after his death. Last time, he lost the body of Wang Bu in this state, so this time... this time...

Even when standing on the city wall, you can still clearly feel the extreme terrifying aura released by Murong Qiushui at this time. Now Murong Qiushui is no longer the usual Murong Qiushui. The face of Yuan Baiying is already pitch black at this time... It is not the change of his face, but a layer of obvious black fog on his face and on his body... That's right, it is black fog! No one saw that the black fog root appeared from where, but no matter how he looked, it seemed to be emitted independently from Murong Qiushui's body.

In the black fog, his facial features were completely unseen, but his face was printed with two extremely clear points...

The two blood-red and dazzling red spots... and the part that appeared was the part of his eyes!

"Go... die!!"

The five cold words overflowed from Murong Qiushui's mouth, and a short sentence made everyone who heard them feel cold. This is not Murong Qiushui's voice... Under normal circumstances, his voice can become as soft as a woman's voice at any time, or as rough as a middle-aged man. However, his voice at this moment is like the roar of a devil from hell.

"That black gas... is much thicker than last time." Zuo Pojun stared at him and said. At the same time, he thought silently that it was also these black gas that had always affected Murong Qiushui's style. The thicker the black gas, the more cruel he would be. If he regarded life as humble!

Bang!!

The black hand pulled the gun, and the first black energy ejected, shot on the last player who was only three meters away from him. A bright blood flower exploded on his body...

Following the first energy bomb, the second one also drew a dark track, hitting the other person's head, and a blood flower exploded on his head...

He was obviously dead, but he did not fall down. Instead, he could move, make sounds, and make such accurate attacks...

The incredible and terrifying scenes performed by Murong Qiushui at the first magic martial arts conference in China were heard by many players around the world, but hearing them was completely different from what they saw with their own eyes. Although the people from the Tianhun Mercenary Group fell one by one, each of them seemed to be shocked and would not stop.

It was also from the Tianhun Mercenary Group that they began to discover... This world of fate is so incredible.

Two energy bombs create the death of two players. Two bullets and two breathing time are enough for everyone to react from fear. It is also after these two bullets are shot out that the players in front feel the cold breath suddenly fades, and their bodies can move freely...

But... the two gunshots before were just the prelude to the slaughter feast of the God of Death. Just when they were regaining their freedom and wanted to start moving their bodies, a dark light that was tense many times strong suddenly burst out from Murong Qiushui's body. In the black light, two scarlet demon eyes appeared. The black light wrapped not only his body, but also the Pure Land in his hand was completely wrapped...

The next scene made all the players in the world beating wildly as they watched them here.

砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰砰…………

Amid the sound of shooting that overlapped and completely merged into an indistinguishable line, the pitch-black energy bombs shot wildly like violent raindrops. The shooting frequency of the bursting in this moment made countless people confused. They could not see how many bullets were shot in that second, and only saw that the incalculable energy bombs filled their sights. In just one moment, it formed a barrage like a rainstorm!

Such a firing frequency has exceeded the limit of the firing rate of the Pure Land countless times. It is even more crazy than the fastest machine gun in the real world. At first glance, it looks like dozens or even hundreds of machine guns are fired together...

Under such a shooting, all the players in front of Murong Qiushui were completely shrouded in the heavy rain barrage in an instant. Countless blood flowers exploded with the sharp roar of bullets. In an instant, the huge group of players was filled with blood mist, accompanied by countless screams of despair that overlapped together...

Each energy bomb hit the person in front of him. Some of the bullets exploded on the surface of their bodies, and all the corpses died. Some triggered the penetration effect, continuously piercing through one body after another, leaving behind blood holes, blood flowing like a stream, and some directly pierced the head, destroying the entire face beyond recognition, and holding their heads in endless pain and fear...

The ground began to be dyed red by blood, and the shrill and desperate howling shook everyone's nerves, making his eyes, heartstrings, and spirits tremble violently...

One person, one shot, one second... created a hell.

The crowd of people a hundred meters wide horizontally were completely blocked by this barrage of crazy shooting speed. In a few seconds, the people in the front row were dead and their dead bodies were draining down blood. Under such an attack, the speed of the blood disappearing was no longer as high as the speed, and began to quickly accumulate a pool of blood under their feet.

Under the darkness and death aura, Murong Qiushui's face was filled with a devilish yin-she smile. His eyes were staring straight ahead, and the storm-like bullets continued to bombard the storm. His hand speed was almost terrifying. He shot at both hands at the same time. The fingers that pulled the gun were almost invisible. The magazines of the sub-gun and female guns could accommodate up to 130 energy bullets at a time. At this rate of fire, the frequency of replacing the magazines was undoubtedly extremely high. Perhaps two seconds, or even one second, no one could see how he changed the magazines clearly... nor would he believe that his gun could only accommodate 130 bullets at a time, and he had to replace the magazines during shooting. They only saw... the hand speed that was so fast that it exceeded the limit of humans, so that the storm-like energy bullets had no trace of pause from beginning to end...

People fell down one after another, screams echoed in their ears, bringing up the chill in everyone's heart... If this was a large-scale killing scene in ordinary games, they would be shocked and amazed, but... the broken limbs, pierced bodies, splashed blood, and the blood mist that mingled in the sky...

In many corners of the world, many people who saw this scene made terrifying screams, closed the screen in front of them as fast as possible, and then shivered in the bloody shadows. This is not an era of war. Even if you see a little blood flowing out of abrasions, you will feel uncomfortable. The game world also blocks the bloody effect... Who can withstand such a cruel visual impact?

Su Feifei had already turned her body and hugged Chen Xue tightly to prevent her from seeing it accidentally... She wished she could even cover her ears. Because of the sound in her ears, she could clearly think of what kind of picture it would be.g@.
Chapter completed!