People have seven emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and shock, and this is also known as the seven tribulations of the gods. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Through the gods, through the gods, through the seven emotions of people to reach the deepest part of their own consciousness, just like a person on the verge of death will instantly recall their own life, this is a kind of instinct is also a subconscious choice, through the consciousness of the mind through the internal and external body every otherworldly starting point, from a certain point of view and the death of a person.

Wu Huan's childhood is the past he doesn't want to recall the most, everything in his childhood has caused Wu Huan's somewhat indifferent personality now, originally facing his childhood memories is no problem for Wu Huan, who has lived for hundreds of years, but unfortunately, Wu Huan's condensed enchantment prototype absorbs the endless soldier soul and the negative breath that has been floating and sinking on this battlefield for countless thousands of years, an introduction and an opportunity, Wu Huan, who is almost a powder keg in itself, suddenly detonated and burst out all the anger squeezed in his body.

There are seven calamities of the gods, and there are not many joyful things in Wuhuan's own memories, when he turns to the fear of the calamity, he thinks about the unity of the sorrow and the number of calamities is anger, and the whole person realizes that he is silent in his own world, and in order to kill the man, he goes directly to the rampage, and at this time, the adventurers who surrounded Wuhuan are the ones he wants to kill in the eyes of Wuhuan.

The colorful liquid of the broken corpses all over the ground was spilled on the ground, and the people around looked at Wuhuan in horror and couldn't help but slowly retreat, hundreds of people who could be called masters were forced to retreat by the gaze of one person, no matter how it was before, at least Wuhuan is famous now.

"This kill!" As one of the few masters who carried Wu Huan's gaze and did not retreat, Chi Yang's eyes were full of solemnity, and the pressure on him from Wuhuan was too great.

"Domain, this realm is shrinking!" At this moment, there were exclamations from behind, and the field that had been shrouded for nearly a thousand feet had shrunk by a third at some point, and this range was still shrinking.

"This guy obviously has a problem, join forces to kill him!" At this time, a voice sounded in Chi Yang's ears, and he saw a person not far away looking at Chi Yang and scanning a few people.

"Okay!" Spiritual consciousness fluctuations swept across the promised messages.

Those who can not retreat under Wu Huan's glance are the best among the puppet emperors, even if they are far behind the fallen Xiang and others, but it will not be too big, everyone joins forces, even if they are the true emperor, they dare to fight, not to mention that although Wu Huan is amazing, it is obviously not a true emperor-level existence.

"Everyone, listen, listen to my orders!" Chi Yang roared angrily, and the blood-colored aura was monstrous, and the whole person rushed out first.

"Old ghost, I won't be afraid of you anymore!" Wuhuan whispered hoarsely as he saw the man rushing towards him.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I slashed you alive!" The blood-colored aura turned into a bloody knife and slashed down, and the sword slashed through the space, and the slightest black crack slashed across the sword.

"Strong, indestructible!" The blood mist on the arm clenched with a single fist was shaken open by a force, and a kind of artistic conception rose from Wu Huan's fist.

While!

The crisp explosion resounded through the sky, and Wu Huan's punch and Chi Yang's air knife slammed together, making an earth-shattering explosion, and the blood shadow qi knife, which had always been invincible and indestructible, returned in vain, not to mention that his palm was shocked by Wu Huan's fist, and cracked one after another.

"What a hard armor!" Chi Yang retreated violently, and at this time, several figures suddenly came from all directions, Chi Yang was just restraining Wu Huan's attention, and the siege of everyone was the key.

"The puppet emperor is a junior who can use us to join forces, you are proud enough!" With a cold snort, a sword slashed and only took Wu Huan's head, and at the same time, a fist print, a sword and a gun came in no particular order, and Wu Huan was in danger!

"I didn't expect you to become so powerful, it's okay, it's boring to die too easily!" Wu Huan was completely confused by his obsession at this time, and the people who besieged him seemed to him to be that man at this time, Wu Huan moved in a loud shout, and the whole person turned into several figures, and threw out the idea of killing the soldiers in chaos, and the whole person turned into several weapons and killed everyone.

Fist to fist, sword to sword, slash and gun, the besieging crowd was surprised to find that the breath of the person in front of them had completely disappeared, and what was coming was a weapon with a sharp handle.

Boom!

Several explosions with different sounds suddenly mixed into a strange muffled sound, and several figures were shocked out together, and Wu Huan obviously wouldn't stop there, a blood-colored figure suddenly rushed out and rushed towards one of them.

"You damn it!" accompanied by Wu Huan's hoarse roar was his high raised punch, and the unknown pseudo-emperor-level master with his fist crossed his arms in front of his chest in time, he couldn't stop Wu Huan's punch full of all kinds of negative aura.

Rumble!

A punch slammed into the man, only to feel that the five were burning, the liver and gallbladder were split, and under the force of a strong fist, the whole person was deeply smashed into the earth, and there was a popping sound from time to time in his arms and chest, obviously the bones were broken.

"Come on, let's kill him together!" The roar and scolding were boiling, and the violent True Yuan fluctuations swept in all directions, even Wu Huan's realm at this time was also in turmoil, and one after another figures flashed towards Wu Huan.

"Die!" the hoarse roar was short and decisive, and one after another figures wandered through the crowd, harvesting one life after another, and some people were afraid of the crazy retreat but found that no matter how they attacked, they couldn't get out of the faint blood-colored film.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Terrible wails came and went, and the blood-colored figures took away familiar or unfamiliar figures like the embodiment of death.

"Ahh.......hh I'm fighting with you!" The more depressed it is, the more terrifying it will be, and after seeing that the escape is fruitless, some people roared and encouraged themselves to all the true Yuan Dynasty Wuhuan pounced, and they were about to come out with a piece of life, and the battle was unexpectedly tragic.

People continue to die and can live to the end at this time are the best in their respective teams, watching their familiar friends and fellow disciples and brothers die in front of themselves, the eyes of the people who survive are full of monstrous aura, under the impact of everyone's death, Wu Huan's state is no longer at the peak, Wu Huan is a person, not a machine, will be injured, will bleed, and will be tired, relying on that crazy obsession to kill has been strong, as more people die, this strange blood-colored field has undergone some kind of mutation, maybe everyone didn't realize that they have become no different from Wuhuan at this time, the battle of trapped beasts is the most realistic description of the present。

"What a crazy group of people, what a yin realm!" A group of figures on a withered mountain a few miles away from the realm were looking at the people in the blood-colored realm, neatly dressed in uniform with the eye-catching emblem, this was a group of people from the Eternal Dynasty.

The whole process of these people from the beginning to the end, Wu Huan's murderous and cruel people's madness has completely shocked him at this time, he really can't imagine that a normal person would surround hundreds of masters in his own realm like this, slaughter and slaughter, yes, it is a slaughter rather than a battle, looking at Wu Huan in his hand, a chill rose in the hearts of this group of people.

The battle continued, and the few adventurers and aliens who were left with less than twenty people in their eyes glowed with red light, and launched another round of charges against Wu Huan, the weak were dead, and most of the surviving at this time were pseudo-emperor-level masters, and the earliest Chi Yang was still alive, but it was extremely tragic at this time.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!" Wu Huan was still immersed in his obsession, obviously he was almost at the limit, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Wuhuan is crazy, and what is even more terrifying is that there is an even more crazy hundred battles in the sea of knowledge, Phantom Shiyuan looked at the hundred battles who were constantly regulating the entire field to help Wuhuan maximize the output, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping, which is absolutely rational The second consciousness is obviously a completely crazy incarnation of rage.

"Ten Thousand Soldiers Burial Peak!" Wu Huan's consciousness and Bai Zhan's consciousness figured it out, the crazy Bai Zhan was even afraid of the phantom world, you can imagine how terrifying Bai Zhan was, I don't know what stimulation was in the extreme killing, Wu Huan actually revealed a realization in the madness, and the two consciousnesses figured it out, and Bai Zhan immediately maximized this enlightenment.

A bloody rain and bloody wind suddenly blew in the blood-colored realm, and countless ethereal figures, spirit soldiers, and even countless fierce beasts loomed in the wind, and outside the realm, everyone in the Eternal Dynasty saw a round of blood-colored sunshine rising from the sky, and countless air currents of different colors from the depths of the earth and from the high heavens all submerged into this dazzling sun.

"What's that?" The change only began at this time, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the blood-colored sun became larger and larger, and the form began to elongate and change, a huge and vague mountain peak appeared on the field, floating and sinking, on the mountain, someone saw a wailing face, a handle or a broken or decaying spirit soldier, a hideous giant beast like a marquee, a blood-colored pillar of light from the top of the mountain straight to the sky, rolling up endless blood clouds, within hundreds of miles at this time, suddenly the yin wind gusted out like a wailing wind whistle, for a time the monstrous evil qi from the mountain diffused from the mountain and the blood cloud surrounded the mountain peak。

This blood-colored mountain peak is a new combat technique created by a hundred battles, called "Ten Thousand Soldiers Burial Peak", which originates from the Burial Soldier Peak but is completely different, it can be said that this move is the pinnacle blow of Wu Huan at this time.

"Give me a suppression!" From the appearance of the "Ten Thousand Soldiers Burial Peak" to now, it seems that a long time has passed, in fact, it is only a few breaths, watching Chi Yang and his party frantically pounce, Wu Huanyao pointed to the peak above the sky, and roared, and the entire mountain peak fell with a bang.

Boom Boom Boom .....

In the sound of breaking the sky like a sea of mountains, huge peaks as high as hundreds of zhang and spanning nearly a thousand zhang broke through the sky.

"This is ......" The blood-colored realm collapsed, and everyone looked up to the high sky, only to see this majestic mountain peak covering the sky and the sun falling from the sky, and everyone was completely stunned for a while.

Thundered......

In the midst of the loud bang, the blood-colored mountain peak landed steadily, and a layer of blood-colored qi waves suddenly rolled up and pushed out in all directions in the blink of an eye, blowing endless winds, with a faint fishy smell of the wind sweeping across a radius of hundreds of miles, at this time, the group of people of the Eternal Dynasty only felt that their hands and feet were cold, and their hearts were cold, and the existence of hundreds of masters and dozens of pseudo-emperors was at this time... Annihilation!