The desire to kill in Shi Mu's heart became stronger and stronger. He wiped his cheek with one hand and jumped out, like a rabbit, jumping back and forth in the densely fought area.
Every time he fell, there was a sound of sword swinging and metal bones clashing, and several lives were harvested by it.
On this side, his long knife slashed out diagonally from bottom to top. A soldier on the opposite side was cut into two pieces with his knife. Then he appeared in another place with a flash of his body. The long knife was swung out horizontally, and the enemy soldiers were numerous.
A head flew up.
From armored infantry to heavy armored cavalry, from roving scouts to light armored archers, Shi Mu didn't know how long he had been killing, nor how many he had killed. He just felt that the more he killed, the more enjoyable he became, and the more he killed, the more excited he became.
Gradually, he became more and more like a decisive general, but he almost forgot that he was a monk.
Finally, the enemy leader's head was also held in his hands, but at this moment, he still didn't want to stop. He clenched the sword in his hand and looked at the black-armored soldier behind him with blood-red eyes.
At this moment, in his sea of consciousness, a blood mist filled the air, almost completely occupying his sea of consciousness. Only the central area where the golden stick was located had not yet been invaded.
Shi Mu strode out again, holding the long knife high in his hand, as if he was going to chop down the soldiers.
"General Shi...what do you want to do?"
"General...you..."
Several black-armored soldiers under Shi Mu's sword screamed in horror and staggered back.
"kill……"
Shi Mu seemed to be unable to hear the pleadings from these soldiers, and fell into a nightmare, repeating the word "kill" in his mouth.
"puff……"
The long knife in his hand suddenly swung down, and a soldier's black armor suddenly broke off, and dark red blood gushes out from it and flowed all over the ground.
"Don't... don't kill me... ah..." The retreating soldiers shouted desperately, turning around quickly and trying to escape.
Shi Mu's eyes were blood red, and he jumped in front of the soldiers in one stride.
His body suddenly turned back, and he swung the long knife violently, and a large amount of blood splashed out, and several heads with frightened faces rolled to the ground.
On the other side of the battlefield, on the hill where corpses were piled up, the sturdy man with a beard and heavy armor held the Yanyue sword inserted between the corpses with one hand, his eyes fixed on it for a moment.
Follow Shi Mu's movements.
"Kill...kill, go ahead and kill, unleash your murderous nature!" The bearded man murmured with a strange smile on his lips.
Shi Mu's body was covered with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any discomfort at all. He even had a faint urge in his heart to stick out his tongue and lick the blood on the blade.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, his body suddenly shook involuntarily.
At the same time, in his sea of consciousness, a light suddenly lit up on the golden stick.
The light just flashed suddenly and then disappeared.
However, the invisible ripples it stirred up did not disappear, and went straight towards the surroundings, immediately washing away the red blood mist that filled Shi Mu's sea of consciousness.
Shi Mu only felt a stabbing pain in his head, and he suddenly woke up from the uncontrollable murderous mood just now, and the blood-red color in his eyes also faded a bit.
"no no……"
He lowered his head and saw the blood all over his body that had begun to turn black, and the lying corpses scattered around him. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but put down the sword in his hand and retreated continuously.
However, as soon as Shi Mu took two steps back, the bloody air around him rose up. As soon as he smelled it, the red light in his eyes lit up again, and the violent emotion surged into his heart again.
"ah……"
Shi Mu roared in pain, his body lit up with fire, and the phantom of the Red Ape appeared out of thin air.
The huge red ape, surrounded by flames, looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar. He slammed his fists on the ground, and a whirlwind suddenly rose, blowing away all the corpses and bloody aura around Shi Mu.
For a moment, almost all the soldiers on the battlefield stopped fighting and looked at him with horror on their faces.
The light in Shi Mu's eyes flashed, and his gaze carefully scanned everyone on the battlefield from incoming to far away.
Suddenly, he focused his gaze and saw that the expression of the big man with the beard was different from everyone else in the room. Instead of being frightened, there was a joking smile on his face.
Shi Mu's face was solemn, and he gritted his teeth and uttered two words:
"Phantom!"
After saying that, Shi Mu took a big step forward, a black light appeared in his mouth, and the Ruyi iron rod flew out and became ten feet long in mid-air, and was grasped by Shi Mu in his hand.
With a few steps under his feet, he jumped up and flew towards the bearded man.
"Stop him!" Upon seeing this, the big man with the beard immediately glared and his eyes turned completely black.
As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers on the battlefield suddenly seemed to have gone crazy, their eyes were blood red, and they all waved their long knives and charged towards Shi Mu.
He faced dozens of black-armored soldiers, holding blood-stained swords in their hands, and sprinted towards Shi Mu.
Shi Mu held the stick tightly with both hands, straightened the long stick, and suddenly thrust it toward the ground, inserting half of the iron rod into the ground.
Immediately afterwards, veins popped out on his arms, and he suddenly thrust his long stick forward. A large rock on the ground was lifted up by his stick and smashed forward.
The dozens of people screamed in agony and were smashed into pieces before they even had time to utter a sound.
Shi Mu kept walking and stepped straight across the boulder. He kept waving the long stick in his hand, waving away the incoming soldiers while rushing towards the bearded man.
However, in front of him, more than a thousand black-armored soldiers swarmed up, and hundreds of light-armored archers were holding long bows and shooting long arrows in his direction.
"Hula" sounded.
Hundreds of black feather arrows whined in the air, forming a large black arrow rain that covered Shi Mu's side, covering the sky and the sun.
Shi Mu's expression remained unchanged, and he waved the long black stick left and right in his hand, making the sound of whistling wind.
I saw clouds of white air surging around him, bursts of hissing sounds, and a huge white air that completely enveloped him.
The beasts are terrified!
Shi Mu held his long stick in front of him and was suddenly shocked.
With a loud roar!
"Rumble"
The sound of rolling thunder was loud, and from the continuously surging white air, countless birds and beasts immediately rushed out, like a torrent of beasts, or like a white air wall several feet high, pushing forward unstoppably.
As soon as the black arrows fell into the white air wall, they broke off one after another and turned into powder.
The more than a thousand soldiers immediately collapsed under the impact of the torrent of ferocious beasts.
Shi Mu opened the way with a move that shocked the beasts with astonishing momentum. In an instant, there were no more soldiers blocking him. He held a stick in one hand and galloped towards the bearded man.
Under his feet, the ground was torn apart after being trampled by the beasts of air. The broken corpses of black-armored soldiers could be seen everywhere, and the soil on the ground was seeping with bright red blood.
Shi Mu jumped quickly on the blood-red ground, one foot deep and one shallow. Within a moment, he arrived in front of the bearded man.
Seeing this, the big man with the beard still stood firmly on the mountain of corpses, with no intention of approaching him or running away.
The black light in his eyes lit up, and two thick black mist surged out from his eye sockets.
After the two black mist surged out, they did not dissipate. Instead, they sank straight into the ground and mixed with the soil.
Shi Mu took a big step forward, and was about to step onto the hill of corpses, but suddenly he stagnated and was pulled down by a strong force.
He looked down and saw several hands covered with blood reaching out from the pile of corpses, grasping his ankles tightly, trying to pull him into the pile of corpses.
Shi Mu swung the long stick in his hand and beat the strange hands into pieces with one blow.
Just as he was about to lift his foot forward, he suddenly felt his foot go soft, and half of his calf sank into the ground.
With a glance, he found that the originally solid ground under his feet suddenly softened and became like a swamp.
Within a radius of half a foot around him, the ground all turned blood red, and all the original soil and rocks disappeared, turning into thick dark red plasma. His two feet were stuck in the plasma.
In that viscous plasma swamp, huge bubbles popped up from time to time. When each bubble burst, a wisp of light red gas would escape from it and disperse in the air.
In just a moment, Shi Mu's side was completely covered by this light red gas.
He suddenly lifted his feet, trying to move forward, but found that instead of being able to lift his feet out of the plasma swamp, his body sank in faster, reaching his waist in an instant.
Shi Mu frowned slightly. Through the light red mist, he saw dozens of shadowy figures crawling out of the plasma swamp, struggling towards him.
The figures covered in blood rushed to Shi Mu, reached out to grab him, and tried to pull Shi Mu into the depths of the swamp.
Shi Mu swung one arm and swung his stick, beating several blood-red figures who came in front of him to pieces. The remains of the corpses and blood were mixed together and sprinkled on his body.
At the same time, the surrounding light red mist became thicker and thicker, and the permeating smell of blood became heavier and heavier, making Shi Mu feel dizzy.
At this moment, a hoarse but very appealing voice suddenly came from Shi Mu's ears:
"Kill, kill, kill...kill as much as you want, enjoy the pleasure...return to your origins!"
As soon as these words were heard, Shi Mu's originally clear spiritual platform was suddenly lost, the sea of consciousness was once again occupied by blood mist, and his eyes turned blood red again.
The long black stick he was clinging to suddenly stopped in mid-air, allowing the bloody figures around him to pounce on him, tearing him apart and pulling him deep into the swamp.
Shi Mu's body sank inch by inch, but within a moment, his entire body was almost submerged in the swamp, with only his head still exposed outside the swamp. (~^~)