Supreme Training System

Chapter 145
When you know the origin of the seven emotions and six desires.

Even some old veterans who had been through battles all looked at Blood Eleven with apprehensive eyes.

Even Zhao Xing's heart was filled with a kind of shock?
Cutting out the incarnation of the seven emotions and six desires is similar to the cutting of the three corpses that cut out the law of good, evil, and obsession in the legend of the previous life.

Since, there are warriors who can create such a powerful secret technique.The seemingly simple world in front of me is definitely a deep pool.

Even with the supreme cultivation system, he can't be careless.

Otherwise, you don't even know how you died.

At this time, even some warriors from the Blood Demon Sect felt shocked.

Sensing the changes in the gazes of many warriors, Blood Eleven can be said to be full of ambition at this time.

The incarnation of fear, although it is only a little phantom condensed, is enough to make him go a step further.

If the blood pool is taken back again, the future Blood Demon Sect will be at least [-]% sure to fall into his hands.

Thinking of this, Blood Eleven couldn't help laughing, and then set his eyes on Zhao Xing: "Little ant, I really don't have any interest in you. As long as you hand over the blood pool, I will give you a chance to kill yourself! "

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately aroused countless discussions.

"Blood pool? Isn't that the true background of the Blood Demon Sect?"

"Could it be that the blood pool, known as the supreme treasure in the Blood Demon Sect, has long been lost."

"Interesting! Really interesting! How many secrets does this underage boy have? I really want to dig him out."

The law-enforcing elder of the Blood Demon Sect had a gloomy expression at this moment, and he secretly cursed Blood Eleven for being stupid.

The loss of the blood pool is the biggest secret of the Blood Demon Sect.

If it spreads out, it will deal a big blow to the morale of the Blood Demon Sect, enough to shake the foundation of the Blood Demon Sect.

At the same time, it will also arouse some small thoughts about the Holy Land.

He will definitely plot against the Blood Demon Sect secretly.

Secondly, even if Zhao Xing really controlled the blood pool, it would cause some people to covet him if he was exposed like this.

It will definitely cause extra branches and cause a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, some small actions in the Holy Land showed that the law enforcement elders of the Blood Demon Sect were not unfounded.

Blood Eleven seemed to have noticed that his words were biased, so he could only stare at Zhao Xing with hatred.

"I'll give you one last chance, kneel down and beg for my forgiveness!"

Scarlet eyes, ferocious cheeks, and cruel eyes, in Zhao Xing's eyes, have become meat on the chopping board.

Facing Blood Eleven's naked threat, Zhao Xing flashed a hint of disdain.

"I don't have any skills, I just talk a lot of nonsense."

Zhao Xing's faint words made Xue Shi so angry that even the flesh on his cheeks was throbbing constantly.

You know, who is Blood Eleven?

Among the Blood Demon Sect, that is a big figure who can fight with the law enforcement elders.

Absolutely under one person, above ten thousand people.

Now, Zhao Xing was blatantly laughing at him in front of so many people.

Blood Eleven, who was already a little narrow-minded, seemed to feel that the eyes looking at him from all around became glaring.

"I'm going to cut you into pieces and chop you into pieces!"

"Noisy!"

At this time, no amount of words are in vain.

I saw that Blood Eleven was as stable as Mount Tai.

A gloomy magic light rose suddenly, manifesting an illusory figure in the void.

This figure was a bit hazy, as if the breeze could turn it into ashes.

For some reason, when his eyes fell on this figure, an inexplicable fear would arise in his heart.

This fear came suddenly and without trace.

This is the power of the seven emotions and six desires.

Incarnation of Fear, in the Blood Demon Sect, there is also a title, the Lord of Fear.

Born to control the power of fear.

As long as intelligence is born in life, there will be seven emotions and six desires.

And the appearance of the Lord of Fear will infinitely magnify any fear in your heart.

Some martial artists seem to be trapped in terrifying memories.Her cheeks were fair, without any trace of blood.

"The Lord of Fear, turn your mind into a knife!"

There were ripples in the void, condensing a thick back knife with smooth lines and a gloomy light.

The knife is three feet six inches long, with countless strange lines, like criss-crossing blood vessels.

The fearful demon king just waved it lightly, and the power of the ubiquitous fear increased greatly.

Some warriors even cried out inexplicably.

The silk thread breaks through the air and rotates at high speed.

In an instant, travel through the void.

Even though, Zhao Xing has been in battle for a long time and has extraordinary abilities.

For a while, fear was born in my heart.

"Supreme Wisdom Sword! Cut, chop, chop!"

Zhao Xing suddenly roared, and a star-like light emerged from the back of his head.

This ray of light changed instantly in the void, condensing a small sword.

This is the powerful soul-slaying secret art of the blood-clothed man organization.

The so-called radiance of the seven emotions and six desires, in front of the Supreme Wisdom Sword, definitely belongs to when a mouse meets a cat, one thing drops one thing.

Moreover, the fear that was cut off turned into nourishment to feed back Hui Jian.

Every moment, there seems to be an extra imprint on the Hui Sword.

"Okay! You actually coveted the soul-slaying secret art organized by our blood-clothed men, and you have cultivated him to great success. You have already developed it into an art through death!"

The soul-slaying secret technique is one of the seven secret techniques of the blood-clothed killer organization.

It is the foundation and heritage of the blood-clothed people organization.

Now that the secret art has been stolen, it is enough to shake the entire blood-clothed people organization.

At the same time, a trace of selfishness flashed through the heart of the killer leader of the blood-clothed man.

The soul-slaying secret technique is known as the most difficult secret technique to practice in the blood-clothed killer organization.

Moreover, only by becoming a blood-clothed killer can one practice.

One of the reasons is that it is very difficult to condense the wisdom sword with the power of the soul.

The loss of the soul-slaying secret technique must be related to the disciple who was killed some time ago.

In just half a month, Zhao Xing had mastered the soul-slaying secret art to great success, so there must be a mysterious method.

If you can control this method in your own hands, it will definitely become a considerable resource.

Even becoming the king of the blood-clothed killer organization is no longer an unattainable thing.

Having said so much, it is actually just a moment.

When the fear ray appeared in front of Zhao Xing.

The Supreme Wisdom Sword is like a meteor passing by, shuttling through the fear rays as fast as lightning.

Just a few breaths, that trembling fear ray disappeared without a trace.

And that little sword seemed to have completed its transformation, emitting a faint light.

That seemingly inconspicuous hair made the warriors present tremble suddenly, as if they had a sword of Damocles hanging behind their heads.

At this time, Zhao Xing's expression was a little weird.

The little sword that was beating constantly seemed to have a sudden idea.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, he created a picture in his mind.

A happy little elf, bouncing around carefree.

(End of this chapter)