Horror Revival: I Can Eat Evolution

A fool can understand the meaning of Fanzu's words.

The encirclement gradually narrowed, and the innermost soldiers rushed out shouting the slogan of charge. The speed was not slow, and they arrived in front of Song Qingcheng in the blink of an eye.

A spear comes!
Song Qingcheng dodged sideways, and grabbed another spear with her backhand. Frowning, she heard two soft "clicks", and the two spears were broken in two in her hands.

So what about soul masters, in front of Song Qingcheng, they are still vulnerable!

Song Qingcheng held the tip of the gun with both hands, and before the two soldiers had time to react, he backhanded them into their chests.

puff!puff!
This power was so terrifying that the armor on their bodies couldn't do anything at all. The two soldiers vomited blood and fell to the ground one after another, without breathing.

The whole process sounded long, but in fact it only took a few seconds. Song Qingcheng was not polite to people like them, every time he made a move, it was fatal.

"kill!!"

However, the rest of the soldiers did not feel fear because of the death of these two soldiers. On the contrary, they seemed to have completely ignited the flames of their battle, rushing towards them like a tide.

"It takes so many people to deal with myself, a bunch of useless trash!"

Song Qingcheng twisted his eyes and stamped his foot on the ground violently.

In an instant! !
With her as the center, within a radius of 50 meters, an ice flower bloomed above the ground, and began to continuously send out cold air from the stamen.

The temperature on the battlefield dropped rapidly, and it seemed that it was winter in a blink of an eye, and the flames in the hearts of those soldiers were instantly extinguished.

They stopped their rush and hugged their bodies one by one, all trembling.

But Song Qingcheng didn't stop because of this, and the cold air continued to release, which meant that they would not let it go until they were frozen to death.

As for Song Qingcheng herself.

She no longer has any sense of temperature, not to mention severe cold, even if she is thrown into Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace, she will not suffer pain, but her body will be reduced to ashes.

No pain is felt, but the body is affected.

However, since this part of the cold air was released by Song Qingcheng himself, it would not have any effect on her.

"What a bunch of trash!"

In comparison, Fan Zu is much better. Like Song Qingcheng, he seems to be unable to feel the changes in the surrounding temperature.

"Could it be that you can't even deal with such a woman? Don't let me down, Jiezhen!"

"Yes!!"

It seems ready to come up with a killer.

When Fan Zu gave an order, all the soldiers in the audience roared loudly, the sound was deafening, resounding through the sky, and exploded in Song Qingcheng's ears like a thunder.

Immediately afterwards, all the soldiers stood on the ground with their spears in their hands, and a circle of soldiers inside took a few steps forward, turned their hands into palms, and slowly pushed forward.

And in this process, in front of their hands, a mirror like crystal was condensed.

The height of the mirror is about two meters, and countless mirrors are perfectly combined together to completely cover the soldiers behind.

Although it is a mirror, it cannot reflect it.

But Song Qingcheng is sure that this is 100% their soul control skills, but they don't know what it does.

"drink!"

The soldiers in this circle remained motionless.

And a few seconds later, there was another circle of soldiers standing on the shoulders of the soldiers on the first floor. The same process, the same movements, and the same mirror appeared!

The mirrors are combined with each other and are more than four meters high.

Although no one can be seen, the sun can be reflected when it shines on it, and without exception, all the reflected sun shines on Song Qingcheng's body.

The warm sunshine quickly dispelled the coldness all over her body, and even the ice flowers under her feet gradually melted.

Although Song Qingcheng is a corpse king, she is basically not afraid of the sun, but if she is irradiated by the sunlight reflected by more than 100 mirrors, the damage to her cannot be underestimated.

"Uh huh!"

Song Qingcheng's face showed pain, and he couldn't help moaning. He covered his heart with one hand, and sat on the ground slowly, his whole body was full of evil spirits, and he couldn't hide anymore.

"It turned out to be a cursed soul."

Originally, Fanzu just wanted to interfere with Song Qingcheng's actions by reflecting sunlight, but he didn't expect such an unexpected discovery.

"Ugh!"

Along with the turmoil of the evil spirit in his body, Song Qingcheng gradually fell into a berserk state. With a scream, the evil energy on his body exploded like a bomb, and turned into countless sharp blades towards all directions fly out.

The blades transformed by these evil spirits have substantial power, and can easily cut a person in half.

However, the reality is not like this.

The moment those blades hit the mirror, they all bounced back, and even added a part of new power on the basis of the original power, going back and forth from nowhere.

"what!"

These blades were released by Song Qingcheng unintentionally, but unexpectedly received such a counterattack.

Song Qingcheng's pain was beyond words, but after all, he was the corpse king, so the leaves were not enough to cut her body in two, but only caused trauma.

The ferocious attack finally calmed down, Song Qingcheng knelt on the ground with bruises all over his body, his eyes were flushed, but the terrifying aura still existed all over his body.

"Hehe, it's pretty awesome!"

Fan Zu laughed outside: "Give up, you are impossible to come out, obediently get caught, because no one has ever been able to escape my 'Hundred Mirrors of Reincarnation Formation'!"

The hundred-mirror reincarnation array is composed of a hundred mirrors, and can bounce back any form of attack. It is impossible for people trapped inside to break it by their own strength.

And the continuous rebound of the attack is like reincarnation, repeating continuously, so it is named "Hundred Mirror Reincarnation Formation"!
"Ugh!"

However, Song Qingcheng couldn't listen to Fan Zu's words at all. She was suffering from great pain now, and she was hurt, which caused some of the power sleeping in her body to wake up.

Song Qingcheng is now trying to release this part of her power in the first place. In a state of rage, she can't think, and she doesn't have any reason.

In the beautiful blood-red eyes, there is only the word "killing".

"what!!"

at last!

With another cry from Song Qingcheng, his arms spread out suddenly, and a sinister aura that was several times more terrifying than before erupted from his body.

However, this time, it was pure black energy, but it erupted with extremely powerful force, and it was not rebounded by the mirrors. It passed through hundreds of mirrors and rushed into the ranks of soldiers behind.

The appearance of this part of the evil spirit almost destroyed their position, but it was only a moment.

This powerful aura means that Song Qingcheng has fully awakened the sleeping part of his power.

She is now in a [-]% berserk state!
Standing up from the ground with red eyes, her body was full of turmoil, like an eggshell enveloping her.

The real battle begins now!