Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

In the sea of ​​spirits.

Ling Feng didn't realize at all that the Massacre Technique was like a double-edged sword to him.

Indeed, after using the Great Slaughter Technique, he forcibly survived the killing backlash of [-]% of the killing blood, but it also brought an almost irresistible disaster to himself.

The incarnation of the Blood Prison Dragon, with a thick and slender body, entangled the divine and magical form transformed by Ling Feng's will, and the terrifying killing aura, like the arc of a knife, crazily cut through the divine and magical form.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Even the armor formed by the condensed primordial energy unexpectedly began to crack.

Moreover, these cracks are still extending and spreading.

In just less than ten breaths of time, all the primordial armors were shattered, and the divine and magical appearances also began to disintegrate little by little.

Ling Feng only felt the sea of ​​consciousness stirring, and then his whole body twitched.

The divine and magical form was transformed by Ling Feng's will, and all the damage suffered by the divine and magical form will be borne by Ling Feng's original soul.

"what!--"

Ling Feng hugged his head and let out a hysterical howl. This feeling that his soul was being torn apart piece by piece, was a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than when he planted the Hunyuan lock!
He didn't know how long this trial had lasted, but he could feel that whether it was the power belonging to the Tiandao clan or the energy belonging to the high-level demon clan, they were dissipating little by little.

With the collapse of the will, all power will be submerged in that endless despair.

Is this the true power of the Blood of Slaughter?

Ling Feng's heart also seemed to be plunged into the cold depths of hell.

It's over, it's over.

Is he still unable to complete the test of the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon after all?
How did he know that the test of [-]% of the killing blood has already ended, and even exceeded the target.

But the Massacre Technique brought him a bit of uncertainty.

It was this change that made Ling Feng fall into such a desperate situation.

I haven't rescued my own family yet!
I haven't washed away the blood feud of the Heavenly Dao Clan yet!
Not reconciled, really not reconciled!
The collapse of mental will made Ling Feng feel as if he had fallen into the endless deep sea.

He desperately raised his hand to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything at all.

Let the soul sink.

Any will dissipated.

everything is over!

However, at this moment, a beautiful face suddenly appeared in the depths of Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

It turned into a soft light, covering Ling Feng's soul source.

That gentle power poured into Ling Feng's body little by little.

In an instant, the power of will that had already collapsed and dissipated once again condensed into shape.

Even, a hundredfold increase!
The unprecedented sense of fullness expanded Ling Feng's spiritual sea a hundred times again in an instant.

With the blessing of this huge energy, the gods and demons transformed by will appeared again.

Even the texture of the armor transformed with primordial energy has become more complex and cumbersome.

How is this going?

Ling Feng's eyes widened. The face he saw just now seemed to be...

Yu Bingqing?
Immediately afterwards, a decisive yet gentle voice came from beside my ears.

"You want to live!"

The whispers gradually dissipated, leaving only the last sentence, "Unfortunately, I couldn't see you take off the mask for me in the end."

What do you mean?
Ling Feng's eyes widened, unwilling to believe all of this, but the secret technique performed by Yu Bingqing's sacrifice of all his soul and blood, and the burst of amplified power a hundred times, had pulled him back from the brink of hell.

"No!"

Ling Feng felt strongly uneasy, what price would Yu Bingqing need to pay for such a terrifying increase?
He couldn't imagine, he just felt that his will was running wild, as if he was gradually losing control.

Just for a moment, his mind went blank. Ling Feng seemed to be trapped in a field of nothingness, completely losing contact with the outside world.

At the same time, the Great Slaughter Technique started to work automatically, frantically absorbing the power of Yu Bingqing's sacrifice.

In the next moment, the divine and magical form transformed by will once again condensed a blood sword in his hand.

His aura has been completely changed, it doesn't seem to come from Ling Feng, but from another consciousness.

This state is somewhat similar to Ling Feng's unconscious divinity explosion before, but it is different.

It's like, the Great Slaughter Technique actually produced an independent personality in Ling Feng's body.

While Ling Feng's self-awareness fell into a deep sleep, this personality would take over this body.

And this personality's control over the Massacre Technique is even higher than Ling Feng's!

This is an absolutely murderous personality!

There was no hesitation in the shot, and there was no delay in the shot.

When the sword came out, the murderous aura surged, unexpectedly forcibly suppressing the [-]% unsealed killing blood.

"Hiss... unbelievable, really unbelievable!"

Blood Prison Tianlong's eyes widened, fixed on the Chaos Demon Ape transformed by Ling Feng.

He originally thought that even with the power of Na Yu Bingqing's sacrifice, Ling Feng might only be able to struggle hard and barely survive the trial of the killing blood.

But what happened now, even the blood prison Tianlong was completely unexpected.

When Ling Feng's absolute killing personality controlled his body, he actually crushed his killing blood with an overwhelming advantage.

Of course, this does not mean that the Great Slaughter Technique is higher than the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon's killing law.

It can only be said that the current Ling Feng has the qualifications to replace the former Blood Prison Dragon and become the new generation of Slaughter Lord.

It's just a qualification.

"This kid is indeed the best candidate to accept my inheritance!"

Blood Prison Tianlong secretly admired, but in those huge eyes, a hint of worry flashed faintly.

Although the secret technique that Ling Feng practiced allowed him to match the killing power to the greatest extent, it also brought a little hidden danger.

Can that absolutely murderous personality be completely controlled by Ling Feng?

If the absolute killing personality suppresses the master personality, wouldn't it be equivalent to a catastrophe?

After about a quarter of an hour.

Ling Feng's absolute killing personality finally completely defeated the incarnation of the ancestor dragon transformed by the killing blood.

Soon, on the forehead of the Chaos Demon Ape transformed by Ling Feng, there was an unprecedented divine mark.

It is the seal of the God of Slaughter!
The existence of this mark means that Ling Feng has started the promotion road to become the Lord of Slaughter.

A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Blood Prison Dragon's eyes, and he nodded slightly, "Okay, I finally found a suitable successor, and I have nothing to miss."

And with the appearance of the God Seal of Killing, Ling Feng's main personality gradually awakened, absolutely killing his personality, and very consciously hid in the depths of the sea of ​​spirits, switching perfectly, extremely silky.

When Ling Feng opened his eyes, he didn't show any excitement, but a trace of intense sadness.

The next moment, the third vertical pupil on Ling Feng's forehead closed, and the state of the Chaos Demon Ape was released, returning to its original appearance.

The silver hair fluttered, and the ever-changing mask was also taken back into the Naling Ring.

Perhaps, it was because I vaguely heard Yu Bingqing's last words, so I put away the mask.

"Congratulations, you have successfully refined the killing blood."

Blood Prison Tianlong stared at Ling Feng with its huge pupils, and said loudly: "Moreover, it far exceeded my expectations. In one breath, [-]% of the killing blood was refined."

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. Even though he heard the congratulations from the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon, he didn't show much joy. He just gritted his teeth and asked, "Senior, in the process of refining the killing blood, I seem to see..."

"A woman?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly raised his head to stare at Blood Prison Tianlong, "Yes, senior, she..."

"What a good woman, she can sacrifice to such an extent for you, even I can't help admiring her."

"sacrifice?"

Ling Feng clenched his fist, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"The blood of killing has been refined by you, and there is not much time left for me, so I will make a long story short."

Blood Prison Tianlong's voice began to become a little hoarse, as if it had aged thousands of times in an instant.

The blood of killing is the last sustenance of his will. Now that the blood of killing has been completely refined by Ling Feng, the will of the blood prison dragon has nowhere to rest. Naturally, it is like rootless duckweed, which can no longer support it. too long.

"Senior, you..."

"There is no need to worry about me. Counting, I have already died millions of years ago."

Blood Prison Tianlong took a deep breath, and slowly told the truth about how Yu Bingqing used the sacrificial secret technique to bring Ling Feng back from the brink of life and death when he was in the most danger.

"she……"

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. If he really counted, he and Yu Bingqing had known each other for at most dozens of hours.

How could she do this for herself?
"Don't worry, I just lied to that little girl, I'm still here, how can it be so easy to want to die?"

Seeing Ling Feng's appearance as if his wife had died, the Blood Prison Dragon grinned, "I am known as the Dragon of Blood and Slaughter. Apart from killing, my control of Qi and blood is second only to that of the Dragon of the Beginning." old boy."

"Senior, you..."

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and a gleam of hope ignited.

"Take it back! It's a big gift for you!"

Blood Prison Tianlong smiled ambiguously, and immediately flicked his finger, and saw a bloody light flying towards Ling Feng.

The bloody light gradually expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to Yu Bingqing's appearance.

Ling Feng quickly reached out and took Yu Bingqing over. Seeing that she was unconscious, he could only hold her in his arms, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with her?"

"I can keep the body, but what about the spirit? You have to rely on yourself. Her spirit and blood are all yours, and they are attached to your body. Only you can help her wake up."

"Thank you senior for your pointer."

Ling Feng nodded. With his medical skills, now that he knew this, it would not be difficult to revive Yu Bingqing.

"In addition, there is one more thing that I must remind you."

Blood Prison Tianlong took a deep look at Ling Feng, put away the playful and teasing eyes before, and said seriously: "When you refined the killing blood, what was the last secret technique you used?"

"Uh……"

Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then said without reservation: "This secret technique is called the Great Slaughter Technique, and it was taught by a senior in Tianzhi. As for who it is, this junior doesn't know."

"Great killing technique, hum!"

Blood Prison Tianlong first smiled disdainfully, and then said coldly: "He Fangxiao dares to call it a massacre. It's a pity, but I have no chance to compete with him."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled wryly, unexpectedly, the Blood Prison Tianlong was quite brave and ruthless.

Immediately afterwards, the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon said again: "Your secret technique is so-so and not bad, but the hidden danger is not small."

"Hazardous?"

Ling Feng's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked: "Senior, I would like to hear the details."

Blood Prison Tianlong didn't talk too much, and immediately told the whole story about the birth of an absolute murderous personality in Ling Feng's body.

"This……"

Hearing this, Ling Feng was in a cold sweat. Even the Blood Prison Tianlong said that there might be a huge hidden danger in this killing personality. If one day in the future, he was backlashed by the killing personality, would he still be Ling Feng?
"Boy, since you have passed the test of killing blood, you can be regarded as my official successor, no matter."

I saw the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon raised its claws slightly, and with a light swipe of its fingertips, a beam of blood pierced directly into the depths of Ling Feng's dantian.

After doing all this, the figure of Blood Prison Tianlong became more blurred, and his aura became weaker.

Then, the voice of the Blood Prison Heavenly Dragon resounded again, "I will leave you with a backhand. If one day in the future, you are attacked by secret techniques, this backhand will definitely help you!"

"Thank you senior!"

He slowly put down Yu Bingqing, knelt down to the Blood Prison Tianlong, and kowtowed three times.

"I can bear your worship."

The voice of the blood prison dragon became more and more tired, and his figure began to gradually dissipate.

"senior……"

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, Taixu Zhoulong also drifted away in front of him like this.

Although the Blood Prison Dragon in front of him is just an incarnation of will, he can be regarded as half of his teacher.

"There is no need to be sad for me, unfortunately, my strength is not enough, I have to... rely on your...your...power...to get away from..."

The voice of the Blood Prison Dragon became intermittent, and a tear dripped from the corner of Ling Feng's eyes. He watched the Blood Prison Dragon completely dissipate, and then raised his hand to wipe away the tears.

And with the complete dissipation of the blood prison dragon, the blood prison threshold will naturally disappear.

The smelly and thick water of the pool of blood swept in, and countless resentful spirits rushed over with their teeth and claws bared.

Ling Feng quickly picked up Yu Bingqing's body, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he yelled, "Get out!"