Sovereign of the Era

At that last moment, the old man in black didn't see how Lin Yun's sword came out. Maybe he didn't even understand how he died.

As for the swordsman, he has already left.

For Lin Yun, if he didn't think too much about it, he would not have made friends with an evil cultivation whose purpose was obviously impure. No matter how dangerous the sea is, it will not mix with such people.

As for why the sacrifice of thunder and electricity, I didn't think too much about it.

It's just Lin Yun's keen sense that there's no need to stay here for too long. As long as he can kill with one sword, only one sword is enough.

Put the petals into the sword box, and Lin Yun disappears in place like a wisp of green smoke.

Not long after he left, the desert gushed with brown ants. In the blink of an eye, they swallowed up the dead bodies on the ground, leaving only a few dead bones.

In kushuo sea, however, thousands of people poured into the sea in one day. The original tranquility was suddenly broken and the killing did not stop for a moment.

Some people died in the hands of sinister monsters, blood stained yellow sand, and died on the way before seeing the ancient tomb of Xingjun.

But more people die in the hands of their own kind.

Every place in the kushuo sea is full of blood and killing, which is hard to resist.

A filthy swamp filled with blood, the bodies of many disciples fell to the ground, lifeless.

Most of the corpses were fragmentary and scattered in a rather brutal way. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, which was very uncomfortable.

In the middle of the swamp, there is a very strange grass, which is surrounded by gray smoke. If you look closely, you will find that the gray smoke is like a giant dragon, which is shrouded in the grass. It is very surprised.

Hualongcao!

This is hualongcao. It is a rare natural material and treasure. Once it is in the outside world, it will lead to competition from all powerful parties. It can be met but not sought.

But at present, the more than ten elite disciples of various major schools are still looking at the Hualong grass. On the contrary, he looked frightened and trembled. His hand holding the blade trembled.

Because there was a man standing beside the grass.

The man was dressed in black, and his face was expressionless. His cold eyes fell on the hualongcao, but there was no fluctuation at all.

He held a sword in his right hand. The edge of the sword was cold and cold. There was blood on the tip of the sword, which dropped drop by drop.

This man is Ji Wuming, the eldest disciple of xuesha sect. He ranked 53rd in the last dragon feast. He is called the butcher of blood hand. His sword is fast and fierce, fierce and fierce. It is more cruel than the knife in the butcher's hand.

Originally, in this filthy swamp, there were several groups of disciples who were fighting for hualongcao.

But completely did not expect, in the chaos war, Ji Wuye suddenly rushed in. If you see people, you will kill them.

One sword killed one person. In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten people who died under his sword. There was no corpse!

The rest of the people on the spot were scared, no longer dare to move, can only shiver at this person.

"Ji Wuye, we dare not fight with you, can you let us live?"

"Young master Ji, as the arrogant evil spirit on the dragon cloud list, won't you have a common understanding with us?"

"We really don't know, this plant of hualongcao has been taken by Ji Gongzi."

"Spare our lives!"

Under such a standoff, it was too torturous for the rest of the disciples to beg for mercy.

"Hualongcao is mine. Do you need to let it? It's a big face. "

Ji wuyei grinned strangely. Gu Jing Bu Bo's eyes suddenly flashed a chill and said with a sneer: "don't say I don't give you a way to live. I'll give you three breathing time. If you can be faster than my sword, you can live."

"Run!"

Hearing this, the rest of the people did not dare to wait any longer and ran away.

Ji Wuye looks at the disciples of the clan who are running wild. The corners of her mouth are full of fun, which is quite strange.

"Time has come!"

At the end of the three breaths, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and his expression became extremely cold. His whole body is shining with a thick blood light, and his sword meaning is cold and penetrating. He was so full of killing intention that he perfectly integrated into the sword power, which was extremely terrifying.

Boom!

His boundless sword power turned into the tide and rolled out. In the blink of an eye, he swallowed up the people who had run for thousands of meters.

"What's the matter? I can't move..."

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? My legs don't work."

"Damn it, what the hell is going on here?"

At the moment when they were covered by the blood lightsaber, the killing intention was like a poisonous snake invading the people's bodies. A group of people suddenly fell into the abyss, and their whole bodies were cold and deep in it. Their vision was hazy.

Only a few people, blushing, struggling to move the body forward.

Autumn moon cold river, Blood Sword such as yuan!

The frightful chill suddenly burst out on Ji wuyei's body. Countless sword lights were like moonlight falling on the river. With the cold killing, and the vast river city, the moonlight condensed into a blood like abyss, mercilessly strangling the people trapped in it.Poop! Poop!

For a time, there were continuous howls and howls. The swamp was like a human purgatory, with broken limbs and skeletons.

When Ji Wuye collected the sword and returned to the scabbard, no one stood up again. The blood was covered with a drop. The blood sword was like an abyss. It was true that it was not empty at all.

This is Ji Wuye, bloody butcher Ji Wuye, the third terror on the dragon cloud list!

Vaguely seen, there is still a very stubborn, is struggling to climb in the corpse heap. People for the desire to survive, always have unimaginable perseverance, such a purgatory, it is still holding a breath hard to climb.

"Ignorance."

Ji Wu night looks indifferent, slightly cruel smile way.

As soon as the words fell, the disciple who climbed on the swamp suddenly showed a ferocious bloodstain like a centipede on his face. The bloodstain spread and wriggled all over his body, and the man was in agony and gave out a scream.

Bang!

When the scream reached the limit, a great noise was heard, just like thunder on the ground. The only living disciple of the sect suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist. There was an extra pit of several hundred meters on the ground between the void. The pit was full of wind and blood.

It's like a blood abyss, a bloody abyss, and the sound of the sword is like a demon.

"People are all dead, do not think, you are also a waste, why can you still live?"

Ji Wuye sneers repeatedly, and then her eyes are like electricity. She falls on the Hualong grass and opens her mouth fiercely.

Boom!

At that time, the ground trembled violently, and the gray smoke shrouded in the Hualong grass, like a wandering dragon, was immediately inhaled into the air.

With the inhalation of these gray smoke, Ji wuyei's blood light becomes more and more intense. In the blink of an eye, this blood light completely covers it and emits bright luster. In the terrible blood light, a figure can be seen faintly, and the whole body exudes a mighty and powerful breath. It is clear that these majestic Zhenyuan can step into yin and Yang at any time. Under the effect of hualongcao, it should be more natural and easy to break through.

But this person, actually does not have the slightest promotion intention.

Let these real elements continue to refine, condensed to that blood light, like a bright gem general luster bright.

Whoa!

When the dragon shaped gray smoke is completely swallowed, Ji Wu night's blood light, a fierce collection. In a flash, his whole body up and down the light surging, Zhenyuan agitation, the breath more terrible.

When he opened his eyes, the sword was surging in his eyes, and his evil spirit was pressing. He looked at it as if he had fallen into the abyss. Ji Wuye spreads out her hands, and there is a blood spider shining with seven mysterious lights in the palm. This is the blood Yao devil spider of the martial spirit, and the seventh grade of Xuan level.

Ji Wuye murmured to herself: "seven grades of Xuan level Those demons in the top ten on the dragon cloud list are at least Xuan level nine when they are promoted to Yin and Yang. My seven products are still a little poor. I'm still a little slow to feed on Zhenyuan and other herbs. I have to grab the star beads of my own life left when the star king dies down. "

Between his words, the palm blood Yao devil spider quietly crawled out, and the swamp swallowing the residual resentment of those corpses, quite strange.

At the same time, near a dry lake.

Screams and blood splashes.

Dozens of disciples of the sect howled and ran wildly with their body methods. They kept sacrificing their life protecting cards behind them. These counter attacks are also amazing. A group of people seem to have met some fierce monster. They are all fighting for their lives, just to escape from the heaven.

"Can you walk away?"

When there was a sneer from behind, people would know that it was not a terrible monster at all. He is a swordsman who can still be a monster. He is pursuing and killing. To be exact, he is killing.

In the stormy weather and waves, all the cards that the disciples of the sect tried their best to sacrifice were all ready to be cut off with a knife, which would not blow ashes.

There were people dying, people falling to the ground.

But it was strange that he could not see any knife light, but the man's face was ferocious, so he caught up step by step. The visitors were not in a hurry. They felt that someone had escaped a little far away, so they chopped them out with a knife.

If you look closely, you will find that there are ripples in the air, which is a very weak black knife light. The winding light of the knife is like a poisonous snake. It shuttles through the crowd. With a gentle sweep of the snake's tail, there will be a head landing or a body breaking, which is quite brutal.

The swordsman is Yan Kong, the 54th ghost Dao on the dragon cloud list.

He walked about like this, waiting for a moment, no one stood.

On the ground, there was a river of blood and corpses everywhere. Yan Kong coldly cursed: "a group of waste, dare to destroy my dragon fruit!"

In fact, the dragon fruit was not his at all. It was a group of people who destroyed it by fighting too fiercely. He had no intention of passing by. After he found out, he was furious and started to kill people. Dozens of people were killed by him.

Its bloody brutality, compared with Ji Wu ye, is not inferior at all.

In the last dragon feast, they were both called the two great killing gods, killing people like hemp. Although they are not evil practitioners, most of them have been involved in human life. They will never hesitate to move their hands.But they don't kill people at will. If they don't agree with each other, they will kill and even have fun.

When they don't meet, they are very similar in temperament.

"The direction has changed again..."

Yan Kong looked up and frowned. He said in a deep voice, "it's really troublesome to find the ancient tomb of Xingjun in this ghost place."

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