In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

At midnight, Chen Heng opened his eyes on time.

Looking at the number of optimizations on the system panel that turned into one, Chen Heng sat up.

On the table were the qi and blood decoctions that Xiao He had prepared for him early. Now he only needed to optimize them and take them.

"optimization."

The qi and blood decoction disappeared, and Chen Heng skillfully opened the system backpack and took out the blood refining powder.

Holding his nose, Chen Heng directly swallowed the optimized blood refining powder that only served fifteen people.

Instantly, a burning sensation erupted from the body.

"It's cool..." Chen Heng gritted his teeth and insisted on not making a sound.

A few minutes later, Chen Heng, sweating profusely, collapsed on the bed.

Clicking on the system panel, Chen Heng grinned.

[Name: Chen Heng]

[Realm: Transforming Strength]

[Qi and blood: 2400]

"Very well, Qingliang old dog, I will take your dog's head today."

Pulling out the hundred-jin knife from under the bed, Chen Heng stood up.

He took off his long shirt and put on a black shorts.

That gown was made of brocade, so Chen Heng would feel bad if it got dirty or torn.

Under the moonlight, Chen Heng walked into Taoist Qingliang's courtyard.

Chen Heng took a deep breath and prepared to kill.

The Vajra Indestructible Magic Power was running at full strength, and a layer of horniness comparable to leather armor appeared on Chen Heng's skin.

With his energy and blood fully mobilized, Chen Heng's body expanded again.

The muscles in his arms were tangled together like poisonous snakes.

A trace of hot air floated from Chen Heng's head, and his body temperature rose sharply.

"Qing! Liang! Old! Dog!"

"Die to me!"

With an angry shout, Chen Heng rushed out like a cannonball.

Taoist Qingliang, who was sleeping soundly, was startled awake by this roar.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strong man over two meters tall breaking through the wall and rushing in.

Chen Heng was like a tiger descending from the mountain, with violent thunder rushing towards his face carrying the breath of blood!

The heavy knife in his hand tore through the air, slashing Qingliang Taoist Tianling Gai directly with an extremely ferocious and ferocious attitude.

Taoist Qingliang couldn't dodge, so he could only try to resist with his arms.

With a click, the heavy knife in Chen Heng's hand directly cut Taoist Qingliang's arm in two.

Blood splattered all over Xu Qingyan's face.

"Ah!!" Xu Qingyan screamed. She, a prostitute from a brothel, had never seen such a brutal scene.

"White Zombie! Get up!" Qingliang Taoist endured the severe pain and quickly retreated, sealing with one hand, and a snow-white zombie appeared behind Chen Heng.

"Good boy, I wanted to let you enjoy it for a few more days, but it seems I can't keep you!"

Taoist Qingliang looked ferocious, covering his empty arm and gritting his teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come and die!"

Chen Heng didn't talk nonsense and kicked his feet fiercely, quickly closing the distance between him and Taoist Qingliang.

"Bai Zhan! Kill him!" Taoist Qingliang gave the order, and the snow-white zombie stood in front of Chen Heng.

Taking advantage of Bai Zhan blocking Chen Heng, Taoist Qingliang once again made seals with one hand.

"Zi Zhan! Get up!"

Suddenly, a dark wind roared in the small courtyard, and six coffins emerged from the ground.

The coffin board exploded, and six zombies covered in bruises opened their cloudy eyes.

"I'm going to skin you and tear you to pieces!" Taoist Qingliang stared at Chen Heng fiercely.

He couldn't reattach his arm, and he would have to be a one-armed man for the rest of his life.

Facing the siege of six purple zombies and one white zombie, Chen Heng also felt a little pressure.

But he must kill Taoist Qingliang today, otherwise their family...

No, the entire Fulai County will become a living hell.

"One move, tiger roar!"

Chen Heng swung the heavy sword in his hand, cutting through the air and letting out a breathtaking tiger roar.

The movements of the six purple zombies stagnated, and Chen Heng instantly caught the flaw.

The heavy knife flashed past, and a purple-stiffened head fell to the ground.

"The first one!" Chen Heng stretched out a finger.

"When these beasts are dead, it will be your turn."

Chen Heng's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Taoist Qingliang who was hiding behind and recovering from his injuries.

At this moment, the white zombie approached Chen Heng at an extremely fast speed.

The nails extended and turned into a row of sharp bone blades.

Chen Heng didn't react in time and was stabbed in the chest by the white zombie.

Everyone's movements stopped, and the entire courtyard fell into an eerie silence.

"Huh, just a martial artist, nothing more than that."

Taoist Qingliang snorted coldly when he saw this, not remembering how his arm was missing at all.

"Is this Bai Zhan?" Chen Heng's voice sounded, making Taoist Qingliang's hair stand up in fright.

"How could you not be dead?!"

"I thought you were so strong at white stiffness that it scared me."

Chen Heng looked up and grinned.

Taoist Qingliang's pupils shrank as he looked at the incredible scene in front of him.

Bai Zheng's bone blade was pressed against Chen Heng's chest, unable to move even an inch, and his hands were grabbed by Chen Heng with one hand.

"Die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy knife in Chen Heng's hand flashed with a cold light.

Bai Zheng's head fell in response.

"There are still five purple zombies left."

The remaining purple zombies were no match for Chen Heng. They were chopped into pieces of meat on the ground while chopping melons and vegetables.

"It's your turn." Chen Heng raised the heavy sword in his hand and smiled ferociously.

In the eyes of Taoist Qingliang, that smile was as terrifying as the death-seeking Yama.

He still can't understand why the rich young man who was so weak two days ago suddenly became so strong?

His physical sensation was several times stronger than his own white stiffness.

"Come here and die, I can give you pleasure."

Chen Heng slowly walked towards Taoist Qingliang, and the pleasure of having eliminated the threat filled his body.

"Soul-Calling Bell!" Taoist Qingliang looked horrified and took out the bell that summoned Xiao He's soul before.

Ding!

There was a muffled sound, and Chen Heng suddenly felt like the world was spinning.

More than a dozen little green devils pounced on Chen Heng's body, trying to gnaw at his flesh and blood.

"Since you don't want to die happily, then I will make it happen for you."

"Hahahaha! How can you, a martial artist, deal with my soul-suppressing bell?"

Seeing Chen Heng being dragged down by the imp, Taoist Qingliang burst into laughter.

Normally, warriors can deal with things like monsters and demons.

But it is absolutely impossible to deal with disembodied ghosts!

If Chen Heng was just an ordinary martial artist, he would have fallen into the trap of Taoist Qingliang.

Unfortunately, Chen Heng is not normal.

Just when Taoist Qingliang was about to give Chen Heng a fatal blow, a sudden change occurred.

Jet black flames ignited from Chen Heng's body and enveloped his entire body.

Weird black lines covered his body, changing Chen Heng's aura from violent to monstrous.

The little devils who lay on Chen Heng's body and gnawed at him all suffered, and without exception, they were all swallowed up by the inky black flames.

More than a dozen ghostly energies penetrated Chen Heng's body, causing his pupils to turn from black to green.

Taoist Qingliang looked at Chen Heng in front of him in stunned silence.

How could Chen Heng crack the soul-suppressing bell and the little ghost that he was so proud of?

"No! What are you!?" Taoist Qingliang seemed to have thought of something, with a look of horror on his face.

Even the voice became shrill.

"Me?" Chen Heng's green pupils stared at Taoist Qingliang.

"Of course I'm human."