The town under the cover of night, with corpses everywhere, looks eerie.

The lights flickered everywhere, revealing some creepy and terrifying atmosphere.

As the master of this town, a peak powerhouse in the second stage of the realm of entering the Dao, the Demon Goddess probably never thought that she would die like this until she died.

All the warriors died, without exception.

Under the pressure of the domain power of the Demon Goddess, there is no such thing as a fish that has slipped through the net.

Bang!

Above the dark night sky, there was a sudden thunderous explosion, which spread in all directions.

A white lightning bolt suddenly illuminated the world, and that terrifying aura was enough to destroy everything, and no one could resist it.

Huanghuang Tianwei seemed to feel that there was a strong person who had entered the Dao to kill ordinary cultivators, and in his rage, he wanted to punish him.

As a strong person who has entered the Dao, he has already contacted the rules of heaven and earth, and he can't do it to ordinary people.

Although the monk used the realm power of the Demon Goddess to kill these tens of thousands of cultivators, under the power of heaven, all living beings have cause and effect, and there is nothing to hide.

The white lightning, when it landed, split in two and went straight to the corpses of the monk and the demon goddess.

Everywhere the white lightning streaked, the air seemed to be divided, and an indescribable aura was spreading, blocking all directions.

If the monk and the demon goddess were still alive, if they wanted to escape, they would find that the world had become a cage and there was nowhere to escape.

Fortunately, they died.

White lightning attacked, but it didn't really fall.

Heavenly punishment is not human after all, and it follows the rule of becoming empty after death, and will not trigger the whipping corpse attribute.

Both the monk and the demon goddess have lost their breath of life, and their heartbeats and pulses have all stopped, which is death in the true sense.

The target is dead, and the punishment will not continue.

So, the white lightning, after touching the monk's eyebrows, left a red dot, abruptly dissipated.

The thunder fell silent, and everything returned to normal.

In this dead silence, time seems to have become a meaningless thing, and it passes lonely.

The night wind galloped from afar, made a circle around the town, left a whining wail, and then drifted off into the distance without stopping.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Until three hours later, at twelve o'clock in the morning.

Smack!

In the town, all the lights suddenly went out, and everything was swallowed up by darkness.

However, in this engulfing darkness, there was a faint glint of blood suddenly.

The blood rays were located next to the monk, and the blood rays swayed, and gradually, a small cluster of flames was born.

The flame was faint.

But then, the faint flame grew stronger and stronger, led by the blood that was gradually coagulating.

Then, the flame spread, burning more and more, and in the end, there were flames burning everywhere!

If someone passes by the town at this moment and looks down from the sky, they will find that a mysterious formation is full of flames.

These flames are filled with a strong vitality force.

The place where the monk's body fell was the very center of this formation.

His body seemed to generate a suction, and all the flames surged towards the monk.

Cracking sound......

The monk's body burned.

The bloody clothes on his body were burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

Only the withered and white body, scorched by the flames, became a little ruddy.

Buzz Buzz......

A stream of blood light flickered quietly, and on the monk's corpse, unpredictable runes were revealed, and the pair of wing-like tattoos and the thumbs up were gently unfolded, like two palms, protecting the monk's chest.

The blood that had piled up together to form pools of blood, and now some of the condensed blood was as if it had been cooked at a high temperature, and countless bubbles had formed.

All the blood, so red that it made people feel palpitations, and the smell was so strong that people wanted to vomit, as if they had been guided, and they all rushed towards the monk, frantically.

The monk had a lot of wounds on his body, which he himself had poked with a dagger before.

Blood engulfed him, and countless blood rushed into his body.

One scar after another, like a miracle, is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the surface of the monk's body, a large blood-colored cocoon was formed.

The blood of tens of thousands of cultivators, this weight is a bit terrifying, but the monk is like a huge sponge, so much blood is contained by his body.

The formation flickered for three seconds before it dimmed.

Tens of thousands of corpses, including those of the Demon Goddess, were all shriveled, as if they had been dried for thousands of years.

The ground was spotless, and not a single drop of blood remained.

The horrific pool of blood from before, as if it had never appeared before, was like an illusion that had never appeared.

Click......

Cracks appeared in the blood-colored cocoon.

Suddenly, a hand came out of the cocoon.

Then, the blood-colored cocoon shattered.

"Amitabha!"

The monk with a strong smell of blood stood up, he opened his eyes, and whispered the Buddha's name.

The left eye is golden, the right eye is purple, noble and eerie, and mysterious.

Especially at the center of the eyebrows, a circular blood-colored mark lit by the white lightning added a bit of majesty.

This is the breath that belongs to Tianwei.

An astonishing breath, falling from the sky, was not a punishment, but a power given to the monk.

That's the realm! the realm of the monks.

Half golden, generally purple.

Holiness and impurity are with it.

Compassion and cruelty coexist.

The Buddha and the demon are just between the monk's thoughts!

The monk looked down at his sleek body, undressed from a nearby corpse, and put it on himself.

"My Buddha said that the Yinian Sect is destined to have a fate with me. The monk couldn't help but be excited and muttered in a low voice.

The former Yinian Sect was terrifyingly strong, because they had a trick to pull each other to the end.

But then the Yinian Sect was not strong.

is also because they have the trick of pulling each other to the end, so they really pull the other party to the end.

Monks are different.

He once exchanged blood with the Blood Demon and learned to kill blood, and after being perfected by the mysterious monk Su Mu, the Blood Kill became his only chance to live.

The monk still remembers that the monk named Su Mu said a sentence when he was about to kill blood: You can only live after death.

At that time, the monk had no idea what this meant.

But today, he understood.

"That monk, so strong! Did he already count that I had this day?" exclaimed in the monk's heart.

The monk seems to have lost blood and died, always maintaining a little true spirit immortality, and has the hole card of killing blood, which can be born by sucking blood.

Although the conditions are harsh, it requires a lot of blood to build on, and it will go through a period of weakness.

But just being able to come back to life is already a rebellion.

After a moment of silence, the monk's heart moved and he expanded his own domain.

A radius of 100 meters, the field is covered, but it is divided into three colors.

Blood, gold, and purple.

The blood color is the blood demon realm when he stepped into the half-step realm, and the gold and purple are the Buddha and demon realm.

Two domains, three attributes, just in terms of attributes, is no longer inferior to Xiao Fan.

"Reborn after a catastrophe, the poor monk will come back immediately!" The monk looked to the east, his eyes as gentle as water. ()

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