Bloodthirsty Doctor

Chapter 144 Bloody Killing

Above the sea, on the mysterious island where the purgatory cage is located, the sea breeze blows violently, and an endless chill sweeps across the entire island.The night was shrouded, and the cold wind baptized, as usual, in this dark night, everyone in the entire purgatory cage entered their own dreams.

The night is silent and the dream is beautiful.

It's a pity that when the night is dark and the wind is high, it must be the night of killing. At this time, in the cage of purgatory, the killing hands of the five big bosses on the ninth floor have already begun. More than 100 years of silence and more than 100 years of isolation , if it wasn't for Bufan's arrival, everything would not have changed. At this moment, for the sake of Huaxia, for revenge, and for the sake of a peak powerhouse, the five big bosses joined forces to attack those below the ninth floor. All masters carried out brutal killings.

Blood and death come instantly, and killing and destruction are performed at the same time! !
This is a peaceful night, this is a peaceful night, but it is also a night of killing, and it is also a night of endless nightmares belonging to the purgatory cage.

The screams sounded one after another, and life continued to fall.

Facing the brutal slaughter of five peerless masters, it is destined that no one can stop them in the entire purgatory cage, and what awaits them is endless death.

"Boom." Jing Wuming's figure appeared on the eighth floor of Purgatory, and then kicked the iron door of the room in front of him into the air.Powerful power blooms instantly.There was no killing intent, no anger, just a faint smile. Even he was shocked, surprised and envious of Bufan's way of cultivating and improving his strength by killing people.

"Who are you? You don't want to live anymore. How dare you disturb my dream??" In the room, the boss who was sleeping was shattered by someone, and ran away in an instant. A pair of angry eyes stared straight at the culprit in front of him. , Facing the other party's anger and questioning, Jing Wuming didn't pay attention to it at all, and didn't want to pay attention to it. For a dying person, what do you say so much? ?

"Ka" The strange figure turned into an afterimage, and appeared beside the eighth-level boss in an instant. Before the boss could react, Jing Wuming's powerful palm directly grabbed the opponent's neck, and grabbed the opponent's neck. Twist off with a crisp sound.

On the eighth floor of purgatory, all the prisoners are masters, but at this time, in front of Jing Wuming, they are so vulnerable, just one blow has already taken the opponent's life, this is the difference in strength , Absolute gap, facing a master of the realm of martial arts, absolutely no one in the entire purgatory cage can compete with him.

"Boy, hurry up and do it." Jing Wuming said calmly to Bufan behind him after finishing off the boss in front of him.

"Brother, don't worry, this young master is already working on something." Bu Fan's wretched voice sounded, continuously absorbing the powerful soul power of the big man in front of him, and at the same time growing his body and spiritual consciousness.

Strands of pure soul power poured into Bufan's body continuously, strengthening the meridians of Bufan's body, and at the same time fused with the true energy in Bufan's body, and Bufan's strength increased at a terrifying speed .

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was already half an hour after Bufan absorbed the soul power of the big man in front of him, half an hour, the whole process lasted a full half an hour, you know, Bufan Fan has never spent such a long time absorbing a person's soul power until now, and it is enough to show how strong the soul power of this big guy in front of him is.

"It's over?" Looking at the shriveled corpse in front of him, Jing Wuming asked in surprise.

"Well, it's over, big brother, let's move on to the next one." Bufan's greedy voice sounded, and his improvement in strength made him ecstatic.

"Pervert." Jing Wuming just gave Bufan two words, and then walked towards the next room.For him, killing a few people is nothing at all, anyway, he has killed a lot of people in his life, and he has nothing to do with the big bosses on the eighth floor, so it doesn't matter if he kills them.At least it can help Bufan improve his strength. The stronger Bufan is, the greater his reliance on returning to the outside world after leaving here.

One old and one young, two people, two figures, wandered through the rooms on the eighth floor under the endless night.Making endless killings, every time he came to a room, Jing Wuming would instantly kill the masters imprisoned inside, and then let Bufan absorb the powerful soul power of the opponent to strengthen his own strength.

The night is shrouded, and the killing intent is full.

At this time, the eighth floor can be called a real purgatory. In several rooms, the masters imprisoned inside, these masters who have been domineering in the purgatory cage and have been kings and hegemons for decades, died overnight. All of them were killed, and their corpses became shriveled corpses without exception, and their soul power was emptied.

"Boy, shall we continue to go to the seventh floor?" Jing Wuming said calmly as he walked in front of him.

"Ah..." At this moment, Bufan's painful roar sounded, causing Jing Wuming, who was walking in front, to tremble uncontrollably. When he turned around, he saw that Bufan's whole body had turned red.He fell to the ground and kept struggling.

"Boy, are you alright?" At the exit of the eighth floor, Jing Wuming looked at Bufan in front of him with a worried expression on his face. The blood color shocked Jing Wuming for a while. This night, Jing Wuming didn't know how many people he had killed, nor how much soul power Bufan had absorbed, but he knew that the strength of the young man in front of him was improving one after another. The law of cultivation that is completely beyond this world is definitely a monstrous existence, but the scene shown by Bufan at this time makes Jing Wuming worried for a while.

Everything has a limit, and the same is true for cultivation. Although Bufan's cultivation is quite special, he can rely on killing people to absorb human soul power to improve his own strength, but after all, everyone has his own limit. No matter the person's meridians or the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, there is a limit of tolerance. Once this limit is exceeded, it will be counterproductive. With Bufan's reaction in front of him, Jing Wuming undoubtedly believes that Bufan's cultivation speed is too fast, causing physical damage. Can't bear the huge impact again and again, so.

(End of this chapter)