After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"Excuse me, is your hair black or white?" Fang Xiu asked calmly, looking at the old man's full head of black hair.

The old man looked very surprised: "My hair has been gray for ten years."

Suddenly, Fang Xiu smiled.

I saw a smile appear on his fair and calm face, showing his white teeth, and said word by word: "Have you never died?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "What are you talking about! You..."

"No!" Shen Lingxue screamed not far away.

Swish!

A silver light flashed.

A sharp scalpel cut through the air, and also cut the old man's throat.

The old man's eyes suddenly stared, his whole body was shaking, and his face was full of disbelief.

Zhao Hao and Fatty were both dumbfounded. They killed the couple before and now they killed the old man. Fang Xiu was like a murderer who killed people whenever they disagreed.

Shen Lingxue rushed over quickly and looked at Fang Xiu with an angry face: "What on earth do you want to do! How can you kill ordinary people! You..."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Xiu interrupted: "He is not an ordinary person."

Fang Xiu pointed at the old man's neck. When Shen Lingxue looked at it, she suddenly froze on the spot.

I saw that there was no blood flowing out of the old man's neck, and what was seen in the wound was not flesh and blood, but chopped off hair! Black and shiny hair!

"Head...hair!?"

At this moment, the air suddenly condensed, and the whole village seemed to be surrounded by a great silent terror, and fell into silence for an instant.

It was as if the whole world had been pressed on the pause button and everything was silent.

The villagers who were walking on the road froze in place, motionless, like puppets.

"Everyone, be careful!" Shen Lingxue realized something instantly and hurriedly called everyone to be alert.

At this time, the old man whose throat had been cut by Fang Xiu also raised his head. His eyes were dull and he let out an inhuman roar. The broken hair on his neck began to grow and heal.

Swish!

Fang Xiu stabbed him in the neck again, directly interrupting the spell without giving him a chance to heal and transform.

This time, even the head was chopped off, and the broken neck was covered with dense black stubble.

Only this time, the hair stopped growing because he used the power of pain. Under the influence of this power, the hair not only stopped growing, but began to become dry and withered.

But Fang Xiu was not happy at all because there were too many villagers.

There were at least a hundred villagers in Heishui Village, and nearby villagers had already surrounded them.

And there is a steady stream of villagers coming here.

At this time, there was no trace of simplicity and kindness on the faces of the villagers anymore, some were just gloomy, and the shiny black hair on their heads began to grow wildly, as if tiny black snakes were twisting.

Facing so many villagers, even senior spiritual master Shen Lingxue couldn't help but have a look of despair on her face.

"Damn it! These villagers are all slaves! The intelligence is wrong. Being able to control so many slaves is not a D-level weirdness at all. It is at least a C+, or even a B!" In desperation, Shen Lingxue even revealed the truth.

But Fang Xiu didn't care, because he finally figured out a problem at this time.

That's why there is no one in the entire Blackwater Village who is in an illusion.

Because... there is not a single living person in the whole village!

No matter what form those illusory and weird creatures take, they have only one purpose, which is to eat people, so they will only exist where there are living people.

Heishui Village is a mountainous area. It is already very remote and sparsely populated. Now everyone in the village has become a slave. This is equivalent to not having a single living person within a few kilometers. As time goes by, there will naturally be no weirdness here.

This is also the reason why there is no strange area in Heishui Village, but no strange things can be seen.

"Roar!!"

Countless villagers burst out with inhuman roars, and then rushed toward everyone like zombies.

Shen Lingxue's expression was very heavy, and she gritted her teeth and said: "You can't fight forcefully, I will blast a way out with flames later, and you guys will break out behind me.

Fang Xiu, if I guess correctly, the scalpel in your hand should be a trick, right? The knife is sharp and can cut hair.

The strength of these hairs is very high. Even my flames will take several seconds to burn to ashes, so currently only the two of us can harm these slaves.

I will clear the way in a moment, you deal with the scattered slaves, Liu Shuai and Zhao Hao, you two follow Fang Xiu, take action! "

Following Shen Lingxue's order, two hot and bright fireballs were thrown into the crowd.

Boom!

The villagers blocking the front were blown away in an instant, and some even turned into pyromen and burned violently.

There was a brief gap in the encirclement, and several people quickly ran towards the gap, but before they could even take two steps, the villagers surrounded them again.

Boom!

Shen Lingxue continued to bombard the villagers who tried to get closer with flames. Although the power was huge, she could only burn three to five villagers to death at a time, and with such a high-intensity attack, her spiritual energy was consumed quickly.

Although Zhao Hao and Fatty showed fear on their faces, they also took out their pistols and shot at the villagers continuously.

It's a pity that the pistol is not very effective against the slaves. Even if a hole is punched in the body, countless hairs will block the hole the next moment, without causing any damage at all, it can only delay the attack.

A few people only rushed a few dozen meters away before being surrounded by more and more villagers.

What's even more frightening is that Shen Lingxue's spirituality is about to run out. The fireball in her hand is obviously getting smaller and smaller, her face is getting paler, and a look of despair gradually appears in her beautiful eyes.

At this time, a scream came.

It's Zhao Hao!

Only a few strands of hair were seen floating around Zhao Hao's neck in defiance of gravity.

Hiss--

Those strands of long black hair instantly retracted and strangled Zhao Hao with such force that they even dragged him to the ground and kept dragging him towards the crowd.

Zhao Hao pulled the hair around his neck with both hands, his eyes bulging and his face turned red.

"Hugh...brother, save..."

Swish!

A flash of silver light flashed, and the hair on Zhao Hao's neck suddenly broke.

"Huh...ah..." Zhao Hao gasped frantically in shock.

However, the crisis was not resolved. In the next second, the hair of countless villagers floated in defiance of gravity, and then shot out towards Zhao Hao like a sharp sword. The dense hair formed a large net and swallowed Zhao Hao instantly.

Fang Xiu kept waving the scalpel, but the scalpel was too small and there were too many hairs. Even if he cut off one strand after another, the hair of hundreds of villagers would be lost in a few days even if a professional barber came over. I can’t finish cutting at night.

So, Zhao Hao died.