Battle God Emperor

Doutian carries the Shura sword, bathes in blood, and walks towards the boulder step by step. Lin Feng and fat man quietly follow behind to protect the little devil.

When the three people set foot on the boulder, doutian guards under the boulder, and one person with one sword shuttles through the center of the corpse monster near the boulder.

"Blood

An unreserved sword broke out from doutian. Compared with before, this sword had an endless killing power. More than 100 corpses and monsters spattered blood. They could not die any more.

At the moment, doutian seems to be in an invincible state. His soul power seems to be exhausted and his energy is infinite.

Half a cup of tea later, the corpses piled up at his feet, almost level with the boulders, the sky was dyed bloody, and the air was full of blood.

Doutian's hair turned into blood color completely. His robe was broken and hung with blood beads. His eyes were very calm. Looking at the surrounding monsters, he was no longer afraid, but full of a kind of desire.

Fat man and Lin Feng have already been dazed. Is this really doutian?

The little witch covers the wound of her abdomen and looks at doutian below with a happy smile. The pain of her abdomen is completely ignored by her.

"Red crown a rage for the beauty, a person a sword, blood dyed blue sky!"

The fat man has already shocked doutian.

"Lao San's potential is absolutely above you and me. Why is his fighting spirit only at the level of second grade Xuanwen?"

Lin Feng also sighed that he had killed tens of thousands of monsters in half a cup of tea, which was too abnormal.

But in his heart, he was even more puzzled. How could such a person only have the level of second grade Xuanwen?

The fat man touched his chin and thought about it seriously. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and said:

"maybe everyone is wrong. The third man's war spirit is not the second grade Xuanwen level war spirit, but the dark attribute war spirit?"

"Dark war spirit?"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and said:

"it's impossible that everyone is wrong, but I feel that the third brother's fighting spirit has become stronger recently."

"No matter what, he is the third brother, my brother of Ouyang xiaopiao, who can trust his life!"

Fat man takes a deep breath, Mou son firm way.

Lin Feng was silent, a trace of bitterness flashed by, and said in his heart:

"life together? Maybe, I haven't regarded doutian as a real brother. Fat man is right. Being a brother can be entrusted with life, but I, Lin Feng, can't even control my own life. "

No one knows what Lin Feng is thinking. After a moment, several people's eyes look at Dou Tian again.

Doutian seems to be tired. In his heart, there is only one word: kill!

I don't know that after a long time, his consciousness has been in a trance. The corpses and monsters that died in his hands are piled up like a mountain. His feet are embedded in the corpses, supporting him not to fall.

Under the corpse mountain, there are only 10000 or 20000 corpses left. The monsters are not aware of it, and they are still in constant impact.

When he is about to approach, doutian wields another sword. It's a very ordinary sword, but it has the power of connecting with heaven. Doutian has fully understood the sword of blood killing through countless times of blood killing.

Today, he can exert the greatest power of bleeding while consuming the least soul power.

Outside, the crowd has been waiting for some impatience, began to become anxious.

"Seven days, the blood fog is still, but doutian they haven't come out yet, can't they die in it?"

"It's estimated that he is dead, but elder martial brother Qu has said that the sixth level has to face 16 people of the same level. Even elder martial brother Qu Lin doesn't dare to go in. Aren't they looking for death?"

"We'd better find a way to get out of here first. There's no killing space for dogs. We don't even have a fighting beast. We're still in the autumn hunting competition!"

"The second prince is still fierce. He doesn't want to waste time in this killing space. The autumn hunting in Yanbei imperial city has passed for nearly 20 days, and there are still more than 10 days. If there is no accident, the first place in this autumn hunting is the second prince."

The crowd was ready to leave, and they were full of reluctance. They were full of confidence to stand for the inheritance of Hunyuan battle holy land. In the end, they got nothing, and even delayed the autumn hunting time of Yanbei imperial city.

At this time, Zhao Wugou heard the comments, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, muttering:

"kill me more than 10000 black blood crows, that's nearly a million points, Yun Ruoyu wants to be the first, dream!"

When the crowd turned around, suddenly, the heart tower rioted again, and the blood of terror was blazing, reflecting the killing space.

The murderous spirit is still frightening. Those who are ready to leave also stop and look at the heart tower again.

"Poof!"

Doutian killed the last monster's head with one sword. Doutian's feet were shaking, and he quickly supported his body with Shura holy sword. Then he didn't fall down.

Buzzing ~ ~

suddenly, the endless blood light around him roared towards doutian, turned into a blood mist, enveloped doutian's body, penetrated into his body, every meridian and every cell.Dou Tian slowly opened his eyes, but found that the body's fatigue slowly disappeared, a fresh air lingering around the body, his murderous air also dissipated, and ordinary two.

At the same time, the little witch, Lin Feng, fat man and Dou Jin are also enveloped by the blood mist, recovering their bodies.

"Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero! The slaughter of nine million is for the male in the male

All of a sudden, an old voice sounded. At the same time, the scenery around doutian began to disappear and became a small space. Several people still stayed in the sixth floor of the heart refining tower and never left.

"Congratulations on passing the Shura trial, you can get Shura inheritance!"

I don't know from which direction the old voice came out. As soon as the voice fell, streamers came from the entrance of the seventh floor of the heart refining tower.

A closer look, streamer a total of four, do not wait for public reaction, directly flew into the little witch, Lin Feng, fat man and Dou Jin's eyebrows disappeared.

Doutian was the only one who stayed at the same place and was at a loss. His consciousness gradually recovered and he was probably clear about what had happened before.

It seems that I killed hundreds of thousands and millions of monsters. How does this Shura inheritance have nothing to do with me?

Even the little witch they are puzzled, the biggest meritorious should be fighting genius, right, how they all have rewards, only fighting heaven not?

"Disciples of Shura hall, please go to the seventh floor and take your things after passing the Shura trial."

The old voice continued to ring.

"Shura hall?"

Doutian they you look at me, I look at you, a time at a loss.

"Why haven't I heard of the Shura hall? I only know the war soul hall! "

The fat man buttoned his ears and said carelessly.

Hearing the fat man's words, Lin Feng couldn't help looking at the little witch and said:

"Pangu continent is vast and boundless. It's normal to have never heard of it. Maybe there is a power like Shura hall."

"It doesn't matter whether it exists or not. Just try."

The little witch was alive again, but the memory was still in mind.

"Well, I'll try."

The fat man was very excited and rubbed his hands. Obviously, this guy wanted to mix up the inheritance of the battle saint.