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At light level, the mind is not clear, and the physical body is consumed.

In the entire sea of ​​nether blood, only the ancestor Ming He and the Asura clan he created can survive, and there are some souls contaminated by karma and resentment.

The Asura family, who devoured their souls to improve their cultivation, can be described as extremely brutal, and they are also contaminated with immeasurable karma. They were born with the sin of killing.

"Shh!"

A ray of light flew towards the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld and manifested into Li Qingshan's burly body. He landed steadily in the void, and the hell soul tower in his hand circulated the surging bloody aura.

Li Qingshan flew all the way to the sea of ​​blood, relying on the Hell Soul Tower on the way, containing countless dead souls and evil spirits, the fierce aura around the pagoda made people feel trembling at first glance.

"This is the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, and it really is the dirtiest place in the Great Wilderness!"

Li Qingshan glanced at the sea of ​​​​blood, and saw the vast blood covering the sky, and the rolling blood waves below exuded a foul stench, which made people feel nauseated when they smelled it.

Countless evil spirits are accumulating in the void, exuding surging evil spirits to render the world, and the sound of ghosts and wolf howls resounded through the sky, as if exuding a strange and fascinating power.

There are also many Asura monks who wantonly devour souls to improve their own cultivation.

There are no rules in the Nether Sea of ​​Blood, only killing decides everything.

"Tweet, the sea of ​​​​blood gathers so many souls, as long as it can swallow one ten thousandth, I will definitely be promoted to King Asura!"

An ugly-looking Asura cultivator devoured his soul recklessly and cheered loudly.

He exudes the perfect power of Taiyi Jinxian all over his body, and the violent blood and evil aura arouses the heaven and earth, sending the wandering souls into his mouth and chewing it.

Li Qingshan frowned slightly. Although he had no hatred with the Asura family, he still couldn't bear to see countless souls being devoured.. 0

There are countless souls floating in the sea of ​​​​blood, and there may not be any souls of the human race. How can the monks of the Asura tribe swallow them at will.

"Hell Soul Tower, get up!"

With a wave of Li Qingshan's hand, the Hell Soul Tower exudes a dazzling blood light, and the phantom of the eighteenth floor of hell space emerges into the void.

I saw that in the phantom of the eighteenth floor of hell, there were countless souls struggling, as if suffering endlessly, bursts of mourning sounded.

With the continuous baptism of the power of purgatory, many souls have recovered their sanity, and the suffocation and resentment have been eliminated, only until the six reincarnations are opened.

"receive!"

Li Qingshan shouted, the phantom in the [-]th floor hell space burst out with surging suction, the vortex that covered the sky and the sun enveloped the endless sea of ​​blood, and countless souls seemed to find a vent and flew towards the direction of the pagoda.

The Ashura people, who were devouring their souls, instantly found an abnormality, and their expressions became extremely gloomy.

"Who are you, dare to capture the soul in the sea of ​​blood?"

An ugly-looking Asura general reprimanded. He showed his hideous fangs and stared at Li Qingshan.

A group of Asura soldiers gathered together, all showing surging intent to kill.

In the eyes of the Ashura monks, the sea of ​​blood in the nether world is a forbidden place for the monks of the flood and desolation. No one dares to easily set foot in it at ordinary times, let alone snatch the soul of the sea of ​​​​blood.

As long as a cultivator dares to step into the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, the Ashura cultivator will kill the other without a word.

"General Ghost Tooth Asura, there is no need to talk to him, just swallow it alive!"

Another Shura general drank in a low voice, and the Taiyi Jinxian around his body spit out the perfect mana, holding a blood-colored steel fork and smashing at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan knew that the Ashura cultivator used killing to prove the Tao, and naturally he had nothing to say with the other party, only killing to stop killing.

"The Asuras are too slaughtered, wait for the poor Dao to save Huaer!"

As soon as Li Qingshan finished his words, a celestial spirit of Shangqing landed on the tower of soul-suppression in hell, bursting with dazzling blood.

I saw the Hell Tower of Soul Relief suddenly grow bigger, as if it turned into a giant tower that supports the sky and the ground, killing all the Asura monks.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the vast sea of ​​blood roared into the sky, and the terrifying coercion wiped out the vitality of the Quartet. Tens of thousands of Asura soldiers were smashed to pieces, and the primordial spirit was sucked into the hell soul tower.

Li Qingshan has the cultivation base of Daluo Jinxian, and he can easily suppress Daluo Jinxian by activating the Hell Soul Tower.

Tens of thousands of Asura soldiers were not even able to reach the cultivation level of Da Luo Jinxian, so they could easily be suppressed and killed by Li Qingshan.

At the moment when the Hell Soul Tower suppressed the Shura soldiers, the terrifying breath shook the undead city in the depths of the blood sea.

The undead city made of blood-colored glazed glass seems to be a vicious blood beast sitting in the depths of the blood sea.

In a hall full of blood and evil spirits, Shiva, dressed in a blood-clothed fairy skirt, sensed the vibration of the sea of ​​blood, and slowly opened his charming eyes, revealing a vicious luster.

"How dare you dare to slaughter Asura monks in the sea of ​​blood, and wait for this palace to dig your bloodthirsty heart!"

Shiva is the disciple of the ancestor of Ming He, and one of the four Asura kings.

The Asura monks were killed in the sea of ​​​​blood, which undoubtedly beat the face of the ancestor of Ming He. As a disciple, Shiva naturally wanted to protect the face of the Asura tribe.

3.1 "Three thousand Shura will obey orders and go out of the city with this palace to kill the enemy!"

Shiva shouted, and the graceful body rushed towards the sea of ​​​​blood, followed by three thousand Asuras.

"Boom!"

A mighty roar sounded, and I saw the sea of ​​blood churning violently, condensing into a vortex, covering Li Qingshan.

"The sea of ​​blood changes, there must be a powerful person!"

The sea of ​​blood is the old nest of the Asura tribe. When Li Qingshan killed the Asura monks, he expected a strong enemy to appear, and he had already prepared for battle.