In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

Hair began to grow everywhere on his body, and Chen Heng felt more and more that the situation was not good.

If this continues, his fate will definitely be the same as those people.

His whole body was covered with black hair, and his trachea was blocked and he suffocated to death.

Faced with this clueless dead situation, the fierceness in Chen Heng's bones was aroused.

He grabbed the tuft of hair on the back of his neck and pulled it off.

What was pulled off was not just hair, but also a layer of bloody flesh.

The Nine Transformations Immortality Skill was operating at full speed, the wound stopped bleeding instantly and began to repair visibly to the naked eye.

"Very well, either you die or I die, right?"

Chen Heng smiled ferociously, and a look of madness began to appear in his eyes.

When a person encounters a life or death crisis, the body's potential will be developed to the greatest extent.

Chen Heng is in such a state now.

After releasing his control over the zombie body and completely untying the restraints on his muscles, Chen Heng's entire body turned into a ferocious black zombie over two meters tall.

The weird thing seemed to have no intention of giving up, and another tuft of hair appeared on Chen Heng's body.

This time the hair appeared nowhere else but on his throat.

Feeling suffocated, Chen Heng put his hand into his mouth without any scruples and pulled the tuft of hair hard.

With a stabbing sound, Chen Heng pulled out a piece of blood-stained hair.

The throat is instantly clear, and the feeling of suffocation is gone.

"That's all you have?" Chen Heng sneered and looked around at the empty surroundings.

This weirdo is really difficult to deal with, and ordinary warriors really can't deal with him.

After all, not everyone has Chen Heng's almost demonic recovery ability.

Even if the average martial artist is as fierce as Chen Heng, he can endure the severe pain and pluck out those hairs.

Prolonged blood loss could also kill him.

Chen Heng concentrated his energy and blood on his five senses and carefully felt the small movements around him.

Even if those hairs reappeared on his body, they were ignored.

Soon, Chen Heng's whole body was covered in black hair, and he looked like he had returned to his ancestors.

"Huh?" Chen Heng opened his eyes and pulled out the hair from his throat.

In his eyes, the surrounding scenery has changed drastically.

The original Goulan Street disappeared, and he was standing on a street made of hair.

"I said why can't I get out?"

The surrounding walls kept squirming, and countless tiny hairs fell off the walls and stuck to Chen Heng's body.

With every breath he took, bits of hair wormed their way into his body.

And those hair fragments are like seeds, they will take root and sprout immediately when they touch flesh and blood.

This is why the dead are covered with hair from the inside out.

"Cough cough cough." Chen Heng coughed twice and spit out a large ball of hair stained with blood.

"Have you started to grow hair inside your lungs?"

Chen Heng looked at the ball of hair in his palm and felt a chill in his heart.

Although the culprit has been found, such a large area cannot be solved by martial arts.

However, this small problem cannot trouble Chen Heng.

He held his breath and delayed the growth of hair in his body.

Then he mobilized the strange flame in his body.

In an instant, ink-black flames enveloped Chen Hengdu, and the hair covering his body and body was instantly burned away.

How could Chen Heng come to Goulan Street unprepared?

Those tiny hairs were burned away by the black flames as soon as they touched Chen Heng, leaving only stinking ashes on the ground.

Seeing that the hairy street still didn't respond, Chen Heng directly pressed his hand on the ground.

In an instant, jet-black flames stuck to the squirming hair around them.

Like fire cooking oil, the whole street began to burn.

"Squeak ah ah ah!"

The weird scream resounded throughout the street. The weird thing actually abandoned the ignited hair and rolled its body into a ball.

A face made of hair looked at Chen Heng with hatred.

It never thought that the person in front of it could actually hurt it!

"squeak!"

A spear made of hair stabbed Chen Heng's throat.

Ding!

Chen Heng grabbed the spear made of hair with one hand.

"Your cunning methods are of no use. Now you want to fight me with physical methods, right?"

The smile on Chen Heng's face became more and more ferocious.

If someone were present, they would probably think that Chen Heng was the weird one.

After all, his current image is not much better.

A ferocious black zombie whose whole body was burning with ink-black flames.

"The thing I'm not afraid of the most is physical means!"

Chen Heng pulled out the black evil sword that was carried behind his back, and ink-black flames wrapped around the blade.

He stepped hard and the ground exploded instantly.

The strange thing immediately gathered the surrounding hair and turned into spears one after another to stab Chen Heng.

But Chen Heng did not dodge or evade, relying on the indestructible power of the Vajra and the hard body of a zombie to resist.

Ding ding ding ding ding! !

Those hairy spears couldn't even pierce Chen Heng's skin, and they could only splash out a few sparks when they landed on them.

"Come die!"

"Second style! Pojun!"

Under the dual blessing of Geng Metal Qi and jet-black flames, the second-style Pojun's sword Qi became even more powerful.

The strong killing aura even showed some signs of materialization.

Chi!

The sword energy slashed across the strange head, cutting its body into two halves.

"Squeak!"

Screams were heard, but the weird thing was still alive and even repairing its body.

"Let's see who can repair it faster or I can chop it down faster!"

Chen Heng showed his fierce look, and the black knife in his hand kept cutting the weird body like a meat grinder.

After a whole stick of incense, Chen Heng stopped what he was doing.

He looked solemnly at the strange creature in front of him that was weak but still not dead.

"This isn't going to kill you?"

In this time of burning incense, Chen Hengshao said that he had cut out 20,000 swords!

Even a piece of iron will be chopped into pieces!

But this weird thing is still alive and even repairing its body.

Not only that, there was a mountain of hair around him.

It seemed that every time he cut off his body, there would be more hair around him.

"Haha, since sharp weapons can't kill you..."

Chen Heng threw away the black sword in his hand and raised his fists.

"Then I will beat you to death!"

With an angry shout, Chen Heng grabbed the face made of weird hair with his big hand.

"Strike the hammer! Support the hammer! Support the hammer!"

"Fuhu! Fuhu! Fuhu!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Chen Heng rode on that weird face, and his two iron fists fell on the weird face like a storm.

"Death or death!"

"Death or death!!"

Chen Heng's fist was like a pile driver, and he would never stop until the monster was beaten to death.

"Want to kill me? I'll beat you to death first!"

"You're so weird about being immortal? I'll grind you into ashes to see if you die!"

......

At Mao hour, the sun gradually rose.

Goulan Street, which was originally quiet, has slowly regained some vitality.

An old bustard walked out of his house and looked up at the rising sun above his head.

"Sigh...when will these days end?"

"If there is no more business, everyone will probably starve to death~"

Just when she bent down to get water, the whole Goulan Street shook.

Then, a loud noise came.

Not far from her, a small building slowly collapsed.

"What happened??"

The kiln sisters around them stretched their fists out of the windows and looked towards the place where the commotion was coming from.

I saw a figure walking out from the depths of Goulan Street carrying a hairy dumpling as tall as a person.