This is not only the promise of blood, but also the promise of a holy emperor, throughout the thousand-year history of the human race in the Qingxuan Continent, there have been several holy emperors, each of whom is an existence that sweeps everything and fights with the sky, and is admired by countless people, because this is the ultimate goal of every martial artist, to become an emperor and become holy.

Ling Feng could feel the determination in the words of blood killing, and only felt that his burden was heavier, but at the same time, he smiled slightly, looking at the darkness in front of him as if it was no longer dark, because he had never been alone.

"Venerable, I heard that there is a so-called sinner in the Celestial Scar family who has been punished to kneel in the ancestral hall for hundreds of years. ”

Ling Feng seemed to say something inadvertently, but there was a rare anger on his face, like a volcano about to erupt, even in the dark.

Sitting in the sky above the sea of divine souls, the blood killer looked at the sea of blood that was constantly roaring below, smiled slightly, and said: "Well, but that is all in the past, hundreds of years, and it doesn't matter anymore, so let's pay back the kindness of this life." ”

"Isn't it really important, that sinner is a holy emperor, a holy emperor, even if he dies, his body will still be punished for kneeling for a hundred years, what did he do wrong?"

Ling Feng's voice was very cold, and his steps on the wasteland became heavy, crushing all the stones, and making a very clear sound in the darkness to the surroundings.

Blood Kill looked down at the sea of red rolling below, and a touch of helplessness appeared on his transparent face: "His decision will weaken the bloodline of the family, so that it will not be able to compete with other families." ”

"So you became the Holy Emperor. ”

Ling Feng said, Blood Kill nodded, as if remembering the past again, his illusory eyes became deep, as if he could see that the scenes of a hundred years ago appeared in the pupils, it was so clear.

Ling Feng no longer spoke, but looked up at the moon above his head, as white as before, but the light made people feel annoying, he had heard rumors of blood murder in the family when he was a child.

At that time, the blood killing was not called blood killing, his surname was Tian, and he took Tian as his surname, which was the pride of the family, but he fell in love with an ordinary woman, because the blood killing was too strong, they did not allow such a bloodline to be diluted by others, so they asked someone to assassinate the woman.

But this did not hide the bloody killing, he broke back to his family in a rage, but his strength was not strong and he was beaten half to death, and the family did not want his life, but just took it out.

In that long time, the blood slaughter killed every opponent of his own, on the day of the Holy Emperor, it should have been the time for revenge, but on that day, the Blood Demon invaded, the Holy Emperor resolutely gave up his personal grudges, and turned the tide with the seven swords that amazed the world, and forcefully forced the Blood Demon back, in exchange for the hundred years of peace in the Qingxuan Continent today.

After that war, the Tianji family sent a message to the blood killing, as long as he was willing to apologize and admit his mistakes back then, then he could return to his own home, at that time, the people on the mainland thought that the blood killing would compromise, after all, it was a top family, with two holy emperors in charge, as long as he was willing, the next head of the family would definitely be him.

But what shocked everyone was that the blood slaughter actually raised the sword to kill the Tianji family, that night, the blood-red hair, the blood-red sword killed countless people's gall, that night, the three holy emperors fought, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the mountains and rivers flowed backwards, and the Tianji family killed and injured countless clansmen.

Although the blood slaughter was powerful, it was still defeated and captured under the siege of the two Holy Emperors, and the Celestial Scar family could not bear to kill the Holy Emperor of their own family with their own hands, so they left the corpse, expelled the divine soul, and asked the corpse to kneel in front of the graves of those clansmen he accidentally killed to repent.

"I killed those people after all, and I'm too arrogant to get on my knees. ”

Blood Kill raised his eyes and said with a smile, he has been "dead" for too long, and he has figured out many things, and he still has resentment against the family, but all of them have passed, and he can go down to accompany his Ning'er.

But the blood kill saw that Ling Feng would not, and said as he walked: "But after kneeling for so long, it's enough." ”

"You have a heart..."

Blood Kill sighed, a kind smile appeared on his face, he had no children in his life, Lingfeng can also be said to have grown up watching him, fortunately, he didn't look at the wrong person, Lingfeng who blocked his memory was playful, but he was not evil, although Lingfeng after recovering his memory was ruthless, but he killed all the damned people, only an innocent soul.

"I promise you, I'll sit on that chair, and I'll snatch your body back. ”

The young man's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it spread far away in the wasteland, as if in response to Ling Feng, a beast roar suddenly rang out in his arms, which could be heard even by the moon, and those little beasts hiding in the dark who had thoughts about Ling Feng hurriedly avoided it.

Blood Kill looked at the little red bead in front of him in the sea of divine souls and said, "I also believe that you can do it. ”

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In the early morning, Ling Feng stepped all the way through the forest and the river, as if he would not get tired, his feet never stopped a step, his hands were constantly connected with the pattern formation, and the speed was getting faster and faster, he had to understand the pattern formation after going to the wind cliff.

But this also greatly reduced the speed of Lingfeng's advance, time passed quickly, Lingfeng was a day, two days and three days, as if he couldn't see ahead, his eyes looked at his hands fixedly, there was a burning moon in no demon beast dared to have thoughts about Lingfeng, but people are not necessarily. 100 Literature

No matter where the Qingxuan Continent is, as long as there are people and roads, then there must be bandits, a team of people rode horses and rushed towards Lingfeng, who seemed to be demented, and the leader was a bald head, with dense tattoos on his right hand, and the big knife was raised high, baring his teeth and smiling.

They had already noticed Ling Feng, and after two days, this young man was dressed like a big young master, and they didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that there would be guards around, but then they found that there was only one person.

"Haha, I'll take the kid's life!"

The bald head rode a demon horse and rushed to Ling Feng's side and shouted, the long knife swept sideways, and there were red Xuan Qi fluctuations on it, and he smiled as if he saw the picture of Ling Feng's head falling to the ground, but the next second.

Ling Feng suddenly raised his head, revealing a young and handsome face, but there was no panic in those eyes, and the bald head felt cold in his heart, and he immediately realized that he had lost his eyes, this was a master, but the knife in his hand had been cut down.

"Tuyuan Array. ”

As soon as Ling Feng's right hand was raised in front of him, the extremely sharp blade with cold light immediately slashed on his palm, but there was no bloody scene, a red formation appeared on Ling Feng's palm layer upon layer, and then suddenly enlarged to a person's height, enveloping Ling Feng.

"Bang!"

The big knife slashed on it and made the entire formation tremble, but it had no effect on Ling Feng, and then Ling Feng's eyes lifted, and he stood in place and kicked the bald head with his right foot, the speed was so fast and the strength was so great that the bald head had no time to escape, and kicked the bald head on the right face with a powerful Xuan Qi.

The bald head was kicked out directly, and at that moment he felt a sharp pain in his face and teeth, as well as a little blood in his mouth, and his hand was still pulling the horse, causing even the man and the horse to be smashed on the ground dozens of meters away.

"Boss!"

"Boy is so daring. ”

His subordinates all looked angry when they saw it, and they pulled the horse rope and rushed towards Lingfeng, but the bald head hurriedly pushed away the horse that was pressing on him, and looked at the companions who were about to surround Lingfeng and shouted, "Stop!"

But it was too late, these people's speed was too fast, and they had a tacit understanding, the knives in their hands had already fallen towards Ling Feng, and everyone had wrinkles and hideous faces on their faces, and their bald faces turned pale in an instant, but Ling Feng was still indifferent, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Poof!"

The person on the horse exploded directly in the frightened gaze of the bald head, scattering into a blood mist floating in the air, and those horses were also frightened and turned their heads to flee him, and the bald head watched Ling Feng skillfully pick up the processor that fell to the ground after doing all this, not in a hurry, as if he was taking his own things.

"Gollum. ”

The bald head didn't dare to escape when he saw such a strange and powerful method as Ling Feng, let alone take revenge, because none of his partners was an outlaw, and there were nearly a hundred people under his hands, and he only had Xuanyuan in his eyes, and he dared to do anything.

"Only with the strength of Naxuan's fivefold, you dare to be so arrogant in Qianzong?"

After Ling Feng picked up the storage container, he raised his feet and walked towards the bald head, looking at the bald head with disgust, and the bald head stared at the red-haired young man, as if he was a little aware of why Ling Feng's hair was red, which is a dementia, this is clearly a blood Shura who kills people without blinking, and his methods are even more ruthless than them!

Hearing Ling Feng's question, the bald head didn't dare not answer even if he was afraid, and said with a smile: "That's because they will pick people to attack, but their eyes are in the wrong place today, and they don't see the power of the son, they deserve to die, they deserve to die." "The bald head is really afraid of Lingfeng.

There weren't many people who wouldn't be afraid of real death, and the bald head knew that this young man, who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, would really kill him with him.

Ling Feng seemed to inadvertently pick up the big knife inserted in the ground next to him, looked at it, and said, "You are their boss, don't you plan to kill me to take revenge?"

The bald head looked at his actions, his already pale face instantly turned like a dead man, his nose and forehead were cold and sweating behind his back, he must say something nice now, otherwise he will be explained here in this life: "The dragon and phoenix among the sons, their lives are hundreds of thousands...!"

Before the bald head finished speaking, a head with a puzzled and frightened expression fell to the ground, Ling Feng casually threw the blood-stained long knife on his corpse, and even released Xuanyuan in the storage container he had picked up earlier, and Xuanyuan, who emitted white light, completely buried the bald body.

This is dirty money, Ling Feng doesn't take it, as for the unjust souls on that knife, there are definitely a lot of unjust souls, Ling Feng used this knife to kill those people to accept the bald head's life, which can be regarded as a good thing.

Then he didn't care about this little episode anymore, and continued to start his path of asceticism, on this road Ling Feng forgot everything, only cultivation and formation in his heart, some passers-by were surprised to see Ling Feng, and they didn't feel strange, after all, there were too many people immersed in cultivation like this.