Soul Emperor Martial God

boom…

As the deputy village owner's body exploded into blood mist in the sky.

The huge black poison villa, from the deputy owner to the disciple, all died.

"Dead." In the distance, Qing Lin widened his eyes, looking at the blood mist that turned into the sky from the deputy owner.

"This guy is abnormal enough." Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi.

But in the next second, his face suddenly changed.

"Xiao Yi, are you okay?"

At this moment, Xiao Yi's momentum did not dissipate after the end of the battle, but intensified and soared.

But obviously, Xiao Yi seemed to be unable to bear this rising momentum, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Ah..." Xiao Yi's original handsome face gradually became distorted.

The painful roar was constantly spitting out in his mouth.

Click... Click... Click...

A pair of powerful fists snapped.

"Xiao Yi, you..." Qing Lin exclaimed.

"Don't come over." Xiao Yi shouted violently.

Just after this violent drink, the blood that filled the entire villa suddenly swept toward him.

A wave of killing intent drowned his body in an instant.

The killing intent, not only did not dissipate, but poured into him.

"What's going on." Xiao Yi tightened his teeth, the inexplicable sharp pain on his body was unbearable.

Those **** collisions made him seem to fall apart.

Hanbing had three palms, and the second palm was overwhelming. This was his second use.

The first time it was used against the first chief deacon of the Feiyue City branch hall of the Asura Hall.

But at that time, the blood qi of all the warriors he killed was used to kill this person after all condensing, and then all was consumed, and finally disappeared.

And now, the blood energy of all the villa martial artists is also fully condensed and used to kill the deputy owner.

But after the deputy village master died, these blood qi, including the blood qi of the currently dead deputy village master, not only did not dissipate, but instead poured into his body.

The blood of the warrior is one of the important existences that contains the power of the warrior.

At the same time, the blood of the warrior carries the breath of its own warrior.

The blood qi of these thousands of warriors is the aura of thousands of Dao.

Countless blood qi poured into his body, which is equivalent to countless different auras raging into his body.

It is because of this that he is in pain now.

At the same time, there seems to be a strong suction in the body, constantly absorbing all this.

This suction is extremely empty.

It was this suction that made him soar.

"Stop it for me." Xiao Yi yelled and blasted out with a punch, intending to forcibly disperse the blood.

If so many breaths with negative emotions enter his body, it will mess up his body.

And the most important thing is that long ago, he knew that this method of using blood energy would very easily make the martial artist produce a heart demon.

If he doesn't stop, his aura continues to soar, and the demons that arise afterwards will probably completely let him crash.

Now he didn't even have time to think about why the power of the second palm suddenly increased, and suddenly killed the deputy owner.

He only had time to hold on to his mind, so as not to damage his mind under these physical collisions.

"Stay steady." Xiao Yi let out a low voice.

The sky was full of blood, constantly pouring into his body.

A wave of negative aura immediately filled his mind.

Strands of killing intent covered his entire mind.

However, his swordsmanship was strong and his killing intent was overwhelming, and he could not erode his mind.

After a long while, Xiao Yi let out a light breath, "Huh."

As long as I can hold my mind temporarily...

Xiao Yi thought this way in his heart, but didn't realize that the blood in his body was still flowing.

When he found out, his face had changed drastically.

The monstrous blood, after entering his body, gradually became a cyclone on its own, and then condensed.

And the blood in his body was flowing out.

Although compared with that monstrous blood, he didn't have much blood.

But it was the fusion of the slightest energy and blood that made these monstrous bloods continue to run rampant and wreak havoc.

"Is it because of my blood?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Before he could even think about it, the **** runaway in his body caused the negative aura in his mind and the killing intent in his heart to soar to the extreme.

"I..." Xiao Yi's face changed drastically.

The mind that was originally held fast fell instantly.

"Ah..." Xiao Yi cried out painfully.

"Xiao Yi, you..." Qing Lin slid and came quickly.

"Xiao Yi, are you okay, don't scare me."

Qing Lin yelled anxiously, but he could not wait for Xiao Yi's answer.

Instead, I saw a pair of extremely bloodthirsty, extremely cold eyes.

Those bloodthirsty eyes were staring at him closely.

"You..." Qing Lin's expression changed.

Intuition told him that Xiao Yi now wanted to kill him.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi's figure disappeared instantly.

A pair of powerful arms clasped Qing Lin's throat tightly.

"Do you want to die?" Xiao Yi's grinning smile made people shudder.

"What a terrifying killing intent..." Qing Lin gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, it's not that the demons broke out and eroded the mind."

Heart demon is a taboo in martial arts practice.

How many warriors, because the heart demon broke out, completely lost their reason, completely reduced to a murderous demon, and even abolished the cultivation base, and died.

"Uh." At this moment, Xiao Yi spit out a note with difficulty in his throat.

The palm of Qing Lin's throat was also slowly released.

"Go, exit the villa, and then retreat ten miles away." Xiao Yi's face was twisted, and he roared hard.

"Don't come back without my voice transmission."

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi, but..." Qing Lin smiled with joy, but also worried.

The good news is that Xiao Yi can instantly stabilize his mind and temporarily restore his sanity.

What worries him is Xiao Yi's current appearance, which obviously won't last long.

"Don't talk nonsense, go quickly, I can't hold it anymore." Xiao Yi's fist was clenched with veins.

After all, a palm blasted out, and Qing Lin forcefully blasted away.

Qing Lin glanced at Xiao Yi, frowned, and the next second, he drew back.

Intuition told him that he should believe in Xiao Yi, this new enchanting junior.

When Qing Lin left, Xiao Yi waved his big hand, and immediately placed more than a dozen restrictions and formations.

He was afraid that he would really not be able to hold it. The killing intent in his mind was already extremely strong, and within a radius of tens of miles, he would kill any living thing quickly.

"King Fengxu, what kind of technique are you cultivating?" Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and roared, guarding his mind.

That monstrous killing intent is still constantly impacting his mind.

"Such a terrifying heart demon, such a bloodthirsty hand, how did you create it?" Xiao Yi's expression was ugly.

He suddenly remembered that when he was on the third level of the Fengxu Secret Realm, the monstrous blood-colored river, the blood-colored array that can exist for thousands of years and imprison countless spiritual consciousness.

"Purple inflammation field, get up." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, and the purple inflammation poured out.

"Burn me."

The horrible purple inflammation raged in the body instantly, quickly burning the boundless blood.

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