Chapter 317 I Stained the Sky with Demonic Blood
It was as if he was not the one being surrounded and threatened by countless murderous intentions.
After looking around carefully, the gray-robed figure came back to his senses, stopped his movements, looked at the ferocious bald head opposite, and said.
"With such a strong resentment and murderous spirit, it seems that I have found the right place..."
"This is where the Hanhai Demonic Dao General Altar is..."
He is here He was talking to himself, but it made the bald head a little dazed.
In the past, there were many people who wanted to come to the Demonic Way of the Vast Sea to compete in the autumn wind, and there were many big shots in the pill-forming stage among them, but they usually failed and returned without success.
He has never seen such a special person. He seemed to be unprepared and just rushed into this dragon's den.
Now, they don’t seem to understand the situation. They seem so calm in front of these ferocious demonic monks, and they are still asking?
Is this too disrespectful to them?
The bald demonic monk felt an evil fire rising in his heart.
"Catch him and take him back and process him!"
Seemingly losing interest in the conversation, the bald man waved his hand and assigned a team of demonic monks to go directly to get him. , he turned around and was about to leave.
"It seems that our evil reputation in the vast sea of demons is not strong enough..."
"During this period, cats and dogs have dared to come to the island!"
He smiled coldly and shook his head.
I will let these people know in a moment what human tragedy and demonic hell are.
Whoosh!
A cold light rose from behind.
For a moment, the bald man's heart sank, and he felt the cold hairs on his back stand up completely. Under the invisible terror, for no reason, his body shivered and his feet became weak, as if The cold light he felt just now seemed to have passed through his body.
"Not good?!"
The bald head suddenly turned around and looked behind him. In an instant, what he saw made his expression change and his heart sink.
His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen some incredible sight.
Unexpectedly, the team of demon cultivators sent out just now stood there, strangely motionless, as if time had stopped and was frozen in a mysterious field.
And the core center of that field is the man in gray robe who seems to have rushed to the island.
At that moment, it seemed as if time had frozen for thousands of years.
The other demon cultivators around them were all confused. This method was too high-end and beyond their ability to understand.
But this did not prevent them from changing their expressions one by one. They smelled of fear from their souls to their bodies. They only felt that their legs were weak. The dignified demonic monks could not walk for a while.
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
When they were in such a situation, they didn't know where they were, and they were in big trouble.
A big fish was caught in this move.
No, not even a prehistoric dragon whale.
The kind that can swallow the entire Hanhai Demonic Forum in one bite...
Has an incredible top powerhouse landed on the island?
They want to shout, want to make a sound, and want to inform the people inside.
But their eyes were dull, their bodies were stiff, their voices were stuck in their throats, but not a single ounce came out. Deep in each person's pupils, there was an emotion of fear that came from deep within.
It’s not that they don’t want to run away, shout, or sound the alarm to notify the powerful people inside the Vast Sea Demonic Dao Forum to come to the rescue.
But quietly, everyone was dumbfounded and realized that they had spoken unconsciously at some unknown time.
Hundreds of demonic monks, including some of the top demonic monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Purple Mansion Stage, and even a few Void Core Realm Demonic Cultivators, suddenly found that their bodies no longer seemed to belong to them. No matter what, The magic power in his body was like a stone's throw, and he was like a puppet on strings, with no autonomy at all.
How is this possible?
What kind of incredible method is this?
At this moment, these demonic monks who were licking blood from their swords finally felt the horrible feeling of being unable to control themselves.
This feeling makes their scalp numb.
It is like taking away the right to life instinct.
The incredible scene happened the moment the gray-robed figure stepped onto the island.
With questions exploding in his mind, the bald man was still unaware and could only feel shivers in his calves.
The scene in front of me is really weird.
It was just a turn around. How come the scene that happened was completely different from what he imagined?
He looked at the gray-robed figure standing in the center, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.
At this moment, no matter how idiotic he is.
I also knew something was wrong.
He also knew that the person in front of him was not someone he could mess with.
Could it be that some Yuanying monks came to invade the island despite the agreement?
The bald man, who was a Xudan monk, swallowed hard and his soul trembled.
Such a strange situation now really scares him.
"Death...death...all dead..."
Just when he wanted to get a bit of courage from the demon cultivators around him.
Suddenly, I found that my companion who used to be extremely cruel became stammering and speaking tremblingly.
Just these words left the bald head completely confused.
Then an even weirder scene happened.
Along the center of the gray-robed man, the monks were like dominoes, causing a chain reaction and falling to the ground one by one.
In just the blink of an eye, a team of hundreds of people fell to the ground silently and unconsciously, like wooden figures.
A large area, motionless.
There is no breath at all, and the dead can no longer die.
The bald man opened his mouth unconsciously, and his soul trembled crazily, causing him to send an unprecedented signal, which was a huge pressure in the face of a life and death crisis.
“Isn’t it too rude to leave directly without answering my question?!”
At this time, the invisible aura of the gray-robed figure emanated, clearing away the clouds and mist, revealing the true face.
It was an extremely handsome face, but when it appeared in the eyes of the bald head, it was like seeing some of the most terrifying giant beasts. At one glance, the bald head became even more collapsed. .
"Bi...Bibo Island Master."
"The first person under the Nascent Soul in the sea world!"
Damn it, why is this evil star?
Isn’t he being hunted down by the Dragon Imperial Court? Didn't some say he was dead?
Or hide somewhere to recuperate?
Why do you appear here in the Hanhai Demon Dao Main Altar?
The person who came turned out to be the terrifying being who ranked first among the alchemy monks under Nascent Soul who was wanted by the Dragon Demon Court. Known as the most powerful person in the sea realm's pill forming stage.
The first person under Yuanying is Zheng Yi, the owner of Bibo Island.
The bald monk seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, almost crying. Although he was also a pill-forming monk, he was just a virtual pill monk.
My family knows the situation of my family. His cultivation is a coincidence and he was pushed up by relying on resources. Let alone a true elixir monk, even an ordinary alchemy monk would be difficult to fight against. What's more, What's more, the person in front of me is a third-grade Jindan monk, the first person under the Nascent Soul in the majestic sea world.
That is a terrifying existence that even a powerful monk like the Sea-turning Demon Lord could not take down in person.
Such a character, in his eyes.
What is the difference from the ordinary Yuan Ying stage ancestor?
He actually wanted his subordinates to take him down and torture him just now. Thinking of those words, the bald monk now wants to slap himself twice.
It’s totally like using a lantern to go to the toilet, you’re courting death.
If Zheng Yi could forgive him for his behavior just now, the bald monk felt that he could kneel down and call him daddy, and just beg him to spare his life.
Now he is mentally tense, and a heavy shadow of death hangs over his heart, lingering for a long time.
“Yes, yes!”
“I am so scared when the superior cultivator comes!”
“It was all a misunderstanding just now. This is indeed the Hanhai Demonic Dao General Altar. ..."
Under extreme panic, the bald monk's mind was spinning rapidly, and his mouth was not obeying his orders, as he answered Zheng Yi's questions one by one.
"That's good."
"Thank you for your answer..."
"In this case, you are of no use anymore, you can all die!"
Zheng Yi glanced at the demon cultivators around him. His eyes turned silver-white at this moment, and endless blood light rose from behind him.
One mile away from the square, along the center of where he stood, he quickly held his hand, and two blood-colored crescent moons slowly rose up.
The Heavenly Demon Blood Divine Sword devoured countless creatures, as well as many dragon flesh and blood souls, and opened the core of the sun and moon wheel of heaven and earth. It is no longer what it used to be. It is only one step away from ascending to the spiritual treasure. stage of terror.
In fact, the energy source of this object alone is stronger than Zheng Yi, a ninth-grade golden elixir monk.
The blood in his eyes flashed with mysterious and strange blood lines, forming bizarre demon symbols. A cold light passed by, and Zheng Yi raised his right hand, forming a sword with his two fingers, pointing towards the void. row.
Two rays of blood criss-crossed and soared into the sky.
Immediately the demon-turned-blood sword descends!
At this moment, the entire Hanhai Demon Dao General Altar turned into a sea of blood. Dark clouds in the sky were dyed red by blood and turned into blood clouds.
Torrential snow waves rolled into the sky, and countless blood shadows shot out from the two sun and moon swords, like endless bursts of blood gods.
Everything he passed turned into blood.
Whether it was the bodies of the human monks or their souls, as streaks of blood streaked through the air, they sank directly into the bodies of the demonic monks, where they immediately melted and were swallowed up by the blood.
Immediately afterwards, the blood light penetrated again, and the demonic monks on the opposite side were also swallowed by the blood light.
Compared to the overwhelming mysterious aura of the demon.
The demonic meaning that pervades the entire Hanhai Demonic Forum seems to be dwarfed by the mighty witchcraft.
Those demon monks were affected by Zheng Yi's way of the demon, and their whole bodies stiffened there, motionless. They were successively contaminated by the demon's blood-forming sword and swallowed into the knife.
For a moment, the bald monk was almost frightened to death.
His calves were trembling.
But he found that Zheng Yi had missed him alone and did not kill him.
How can I hold back at this time?
He was so frightened that he ran away.
Behind him, the devil-turned-blood sword was wreaking havoc. Under the criss-crossing light of the blood god, it was impossible to see how the rows of demonic monks died.
Just two trembling demon-turned-blood swords, pointed towards the void, and the invisible blood-colored sword light was enough to destroy these seemingly ferocious demonic monks.
"Run quickly, inform the main forum, there is a strong enemy!"
The bald demon cultivator let out a shrill scream, and his body suddenly turned around at a speed that was not suitable for his body shape. , turned around and rushed straight towards the depths of the island.
Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Baldhead didn't even have the desire to resist, and a deep feeling of powerlessness rose from deep in his heart.
"Everyone has come, stay here!"
Zheng Yi took a look and just said this lightly.
The bald head flew straight into the distance, leaving footprints in the void step by step, and followed.
Behind him, the demon-turned-blood sword did not need his control. Two blood-colored demonic shadows like full-moon scimitars were constantly waving in the air. The terrifying invisible blood-colored sword energy was extremely powerful. With the improvement, let alone rubbish like Zifu and Foundation Establishment, ordinary monks in the Dan Formation Stage can also be easily killed.
It is no exaggeration to say that wherever the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword passes, there is no enemy at all.
This is still not under Zheng Yi’s control.
Only relying on the Heavenly Demon Transformed Blood Divine Sword, a peerless and ferocious demonic weapon, to attack on its own, it was already invincible. Under the blood light, each demonic monk had no time to even scream, without any The harshness is easily eliminated.
After waving a few times, countless surrounding buildings collapsed, countless figures fell, leaving behind a dense mass of corpses.
A grand demonic shadow enveloped the entire island.
Blocked all the breath.
Even the nearby Dragon Island cannot be felt at all.
Two blood-colored haloes ascended to the sky, replacing the moon in the sky, replacing the formation of the entire Hanhai Demonic Path, and becoming the new center, blocking everything and controlling everything.
Except for the bald monk, everything the demonic shadow passed turned into corpses.
Then it turned into blood and merged into the demon-turned-blood sword. Even their souls struggled endlessly in pain, and were finally swallowed by the magic sword.
Zheng Yi is still taking his time. There is a demon-turned-blood sword covering the entire island, and all areas are controlled by the demon's way. He is not worried about any fish slipping through the net.
His footsteps passed through the area covered with blood, and he continued to follow the bald monk's escape direction.
"A pill-forming monk can be considered a high-level person!"
"Follow him, you should be able to find the core secret of the vast sea of demons..."
At the feet of Zheng Yi The speed was neither fast nor slow. Every time he took a step, blood-colored light and shadow flashed across the sky. Countless demonic monks fell to the ground. Wherever they passed, a long string of corpses were left behind. They were almost littered with corpses. An extremely tragic scene.
But the more terrifying thing is yet to come.
As the bloody magic sword trembled in the sky, the endless corpses of the demonic monks and their souls fell into darkness forever, turned into blood, and disappeared into the magic sword every drop.
The main thing is one.
Nothing goes to waste.
(End of this chapter)