puff! puff! puff!
The blood bubbles burst one after another, revealing the white eyeballs, which were constantly squirming on the body.
But even so, Fang Xiu was still laughing wildly: "I let you pollute me, didn't you hear? You scumbags! Jie Jie Jie... you can't look directly at God? Does God dare to look directly at me?" "
At this time, he was like an ant standing in a pile of elephants, making his own voice.
The God of Deception was angered by the ants' provocation, and for a while, even louder murmurs were heard in the sky.
"Trash! Everything is trash! How dare you call yourself a god? Can't I even pollute you?"
At this time, Fang Xiu had completely lost his human form, and countless squirming flesh sprouts sprouted around his eyeballs, densely packed and squirming crazily.
Some of the enraged evil gods began to take action, and pairs of big hands of different shapes fell from the sky and grabbed Fang Xiu.
Some evil gods even started fighting because of this.
His body was being torn apart continuously, his heart, liver and spleen were hollowed out, and his bones, flesh and skin were torn to pieces.
At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng's voice finally stopped being calm and became very solemn: "Fang Xiu! What on earth do you want to do?"
"What to do?" Fang Xiu, whose face had been changed beyond recognition and whose limbs were broken, was still smiling.
"Jiejiejie...don't you want to devour me? Then I will become an existence that you can never devour!"
Zhou Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he understood Fang Xiu's plan.
This is going to kill the fish and break the net!
If he wants to control the death relapse, he must devour Fang Xiu's consciousness, but now Fang Xiu takes the initiative to open his consciousness and frantically understands the impossible to understand the mysterious ravings of the gods, polluting his own consciousness in this way.
It is equivalent to turning one's consciousness into intestinal poison, whoever devours it will die!
Of course, Fang Xiu, who is a poison, is not much better.
If Fang Xiu's previous consciousness was compared to a smelly ditch, then Zhou Qingfeng was the one who wanted to drink the ditch dry.
This kind of thing can be done with hard work. After all, according to Zhou Qingfeng's size, Fang Xiu's smelly ditch is only the size of a few bowls of water.
But what Fang has done now is to add a large amount of industrial wastewater, nuclear wastewater, chemical products, and even poisons into the stinking ditch. Drinking these things is no longer a matter of effort, but can be fatal.
This move hit Zhou Qingfeng's weak spot. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die meaninglessly.
Everything he did was to protect all mankind, but once Fang Xiu's consciousness was swallowed up, even if he could not die, he would still be contaminated.
This is different from resisting the pollution of a single evil god. This is the pollution from countless evil gods, and it comes from within.
To put it simply, the contamination of the Wei Shen is like nuclear radiation, and Zhou Qingfeng of the seventh level is equivalent to a person wearing radiation protection clothing, but swallowing his consciousness is equivalent to eating radioactive materials into his body, which are two completely different concepts.
Once this is done, it means that Zhou Qingfeng will never be able to complete his plan to save all mankind. People are going crazy, how can we save them?
"Wasn't it a good feeling to be defeated by the Evil God back then? Today! I will let you taste the feeling of defeat at the hands of the Evil God again! Your self-righteous destiny, in the eyes of a higher level of existence, is just easy to destroy. Jie Jie Jie......"
Zhou Qingfeng's anxious voice sounded: "Are you crazy? If you let the weird gods contaminate you, you will completely fall into madness, completely lose yourself, and become a madman who only knows killing. From the level of consciousness, it is equivalent to you being dead. Not even death can save you."
"A madman who only knows how to kill?" Fang Xiu's voice became more distorted and crazy, but suddenly became full of childlike innocence, as if a child was asking: "Does that mean he can also kill weirdos?"
The next second, the ferocious and violent voice sounded again: "Jie Jie Jie...just what I want!!"
Even if I die, even if my consciousness disappears and I am reduced to a body without a mind, even so, as long as my body can still kill and take revenge, that is enough!
die! You all must die! Jie Jie Jie...
This revenge...is here! die! square! stop! ! ! "
"Crazy! You are already crazy!" Although Zhou Qingfeng's expression could not be seen, judging from his voice, he was extremely gloomy at this time, and his heart was even filled with suppressed anger.
A hundred years of planning, in the end, it ended like this.
At this thought, Zhou Qingfeng became upset and his murderous intention rose. He was horrified and suddenly realized that this was the contamination of the strange god that had been transmitted to his body through Fang Xiu.
After all, the two of them are now one.
Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a flash of ruthlessness in his heart. He was so decisive that he actually cut himself with a knife and separated his consciousness from Fang Xiu's body.
He glanced at Fang Xiu, who was in human shape and laughing crazily, with complicated eyes.
"I finally know why that existence chose you, because you are a madman, an out-and-out madman. Maybe, in this crazy world, only madmen can survive.
Fang Xiu, a person like you should not fall here. I have a hunch that we will see you again in the future.
Next time, I won't lose again. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
No one could have imagined that Zhou Qingfeng would be so decisive. Only he knew the hardships involved in the century-old plan. But when he realized that it was impossible to do, he did not fantasize about a miracle happening, nor did he wait for a turnaround. Instead, he made a decisive decision and gave up directly. One hundred years of hard work.
Not even the angelic godhood was taken away.
Because he knew very well that under the watchful eyes of many strange gods, it was simply unrealistic to take away the angel's godhead, and there was no need to take risks.
This is Zhou Qingfeng, who has spent hundreds of years of hard work and has an angelic godhead, but he can decisively give up.
After Zhou Qingfeng left, Fang Xiu still stayed where he was. Sometimes he laughed crazily, sometimes he looked violent, and his eyes were full of killing.
All the strange gods were eyeing him.
But suddenly, Fang Xiu's voice paused, and his tone suddenly became unusually gentle: "Wife! Wife, where are you? I miss you so much! I want to eat the breakfast you made..."
In a daze, he seemed to see his wife.
