635 Decisive and cruel
“Huhu”
Shan Luo stood up straight while panting. The Dragon Emperor's black outfit was not stained with dust. The black hair of the wild dance slowly fell down and touched his waist. The dragon horn on his forehead also quietly sank under his skin, and his bloody pupils also turned black. [Web]
"Is this the power of the palm skills?" Shan Luo murmured with a crazy look in his eyes. He could feel the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart being awakened. He had the urge to destroy everything, and he killed 33 powerful people in the mountains and seas in a row. This sense of killing was fascinating.
He pulled out the giant sword of the God of Killing from the ground with one hand, raised his blood-stained face and looked into the sky. The figures of powerful creatures were like prey in his eyes at this moment.
"The reason why the God of Killing... is called God of Killing... is because... it has slaughtered God..."
The sound of the soul of the God-killing Destiny lingers in Shan Luo's ears. The blood-colored sky will never see the sunshine. In Shan Luo's eyes, the whole world is filled with blood. When he uses the ground-breaking posture, he feels that something is completely released in his heart, which is indescribable.
At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came, and a young man from the purple-haired demon clan fell ten meters in front of the lonely man with a smile. He opened his hands and said in a friendly tone: "As both demon clans, I admire your strength very much. Why not make friends? It is better to have a companion in this vast ancient battlefield than walking alone!"
Hearing this, Shan Luo squinted his eyes and looked at him with a smile. He silently walked slowly towards the young man of the demon race. This made the young man of the demon race unable to understand it, but a dark short knife flashed in his right hand behind his waist, and the blade refracted a cold light, which was extremely sharp.
"My name is Younong. I come from Xuancheng. There are twenty-six ancient cities in one hundred and one ancient city. What about you? The Dragon King of the Western Regions fell." The young man from the demon clan smiled lightly on the surface, and the figures floating in the sky were watching all this jokingly. Obviously, Younong was very famous.
At this moment, Shanluo's pace suddenly accelerated, and his speed was extremely fast. Younong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously raised his right hand that was placed behind him. However, with a puff, blood splattered. Shanluo had already arrived in front of him. The giant sword of the God of Killing pierced his chest. His right hand held the short knife and could not fall down at all, because his right wrist was pinched tightly by Shanluo's left hand.
"I'm from Qingcheng!" Shan Luo smiled evilly in Younong's ears, and Younong's face was full of incredible and desperate. He didn't expect Shan Luo to be so cruel and kill him directly.
"Ding! Kill the demon clan of the mountain-moving sea-falling realm and exists in Younong! Obtain 1310,000 experience points!"
As the system prompted the sound fell, the blade of the God of Killing Sword was also pulled out from Younong's body. The blade was swung, and a row of blood was sprinkled behind the lonely fall, while Younong fell to the ground without his eyes closed.
"Sister"
"The Dragon King of the Western Regions is so domineering. Younong seeks opportunities to harm him every time he wins new people. He didn't expect that he will fall this time!"
"Tsk tsk, the young man is terrifying. He can live longer than many people with this decisiveness alone!"
"After this battle, the fall of the Dragon King of the Western Regions will become famous in the ancient battlefield. Perhaps he will compete with other geniuses in the Ten Thousand Spirit Tower!"
The creatures within a radius of five miles pointed at the Lanluo. In this scorched earth, except for the burnt dead trees, the ground was flat and there were no obstacles to block the line of sight, so they could see the Lanluo with murderous aura at a glance.
Shanluo resisted the urge to hunt other creatures and walked slowly towards the Wanling Tower. His speed was getting faster and faster. He seemed to be walking in the garden, but he took ten meters in one step. In less than half a minute, he disappeared into this area.
...
In the dark cave, a famous god general stood on the edge in the huge square. The lights were bright and changeable, and it was extremely gloomy. She was wearing a black tight warrior suit and knelt on one knee in front of a dark figure.
"I wonder what the Emperor has to give?"
Si asked with her head down, her voice without any emotion, extremely cold.
"I originally wanted Lun Qiu to go, but he is busy regaining the North Sea Dragon Clan, so he can only leave it to you. I hope you don't let me down!" The figure of Emperor Reincarnation swayed like a candlelight.
"Abide by the Emperor's arrangement!" Si replied.
"The game between all races, the ancient battlefield, I need you to go. Do your best to grab the soul stones in the Ten Thousand Spirit Tower, the more the better!" Emperor Reincarnation said coldly, his tone paused, and then continued: "Your strength is too weak. I will help you break through the realm of moving mountains and seas first!"
"Thank you Emperor!" Si's voice was still so cold.
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Under the blue sky and white clouds, in a courtyard, the spiritual party with a naked upper body was practicing boxing in the courtyard. A layer of dark red substance was applied to the surface of his skin, which made his whole body exude high temperature. A burly middle-aged man held his hands behind his waist and looked at the spiritual party quietly. A hint of relief appeared on his vicissitudes of face.
"You have reached the peak of hell. Tomorrow, I will help you break through the realm of moving mountains and seas. At that time, I will send you to a different space for trial. I will die for a lifetime. Do you dare?"
Wu Tian said in a deep voice, his voice like a lion roaring, while the spirit party was stunned. He nodded while punching and agreed, "Of course! I dare to go as long as there is a glimmer of vitality!"
"Okay!" Wu Tian said appreciatively. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the courtyard in a flash. The spirit party had long been used to his ghost-like methods. He suppressed his ecstasy and murmured: "Management and capital are finally going to break through the realm of moving mountains and seas!"
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Above the clouds, the Demon Lord Youmeng looked down at a young player standing on the top of the mountain. The young man was full of evil spirits, but he restrained his sharpness in front of the Demon Lord.
"What is the matter that the master brings me here?" Li Meng asked nervously. Since he became the demon son of Youmeng Demon Lord, his combat power began to soar at an unprecedented speed. In order to complete the mission of Youmeng Demon Lord, he even had no time to manage his own Blood Shadow Guild. In his opinion, the guild is far less important than his own strength.
The Demon Lord Youmeng was suspended in the air, and the black cloak was stimulating with the wind. She said condescendingly: "I want to send you to a trial place. Before that, I will let you break through the realm of moving mountains and seas. Remember, no one can believe it after you go there, and you must survive by any means!"
"Move mountains and seas!" Li Meng shouted in surprise.
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On the endless scorched earth, he walked forward with the boxing technique of body refining. The joints of the body made a cracking sound like fried beans, and the muscles and bones were clattering together, which was extremely terrifying.
Feeling the boiling blood in his body all the time, Shan Luo's heart was surging. He found that the air on the ancient battlefield was filled with blood and energy. He could absorb the blood and energy around him to improve his combat power. With the help of the Body Refining Technique, his absorption of blood and energy increased exponentially.
"This is the paradise that suits me!"
Chapter completed!