In this world, except for one person, Yang Jinxi only sees benefits, if the death of others can bring him the continuation of life, then he will choose to kill, even if it is for no reason.

"Hey, don't go, what about your resistance?"

Yang Jinxi lowered his head, and the evil smile was used to let out a terrifying shrill laugh on the ground.

Everywhere he passed, there was absolutely no living mouth, and his consciousness gradually became clear as another filthy soul entered the body and was absorbed.

Another claw created another human skin in the wind and rain hazy a smile of death, Yang Jianxi stood in the rain, stood in place and stopped his pace, looking at the people fleeing in all directions, and gradually put away the devilish blood-red steel nails on his hands, he is still in a terrifying form, his thin body is even more shriveled than the ancient old man, so many souls and blood are all at least the blood of the Golden Warrior, which is not too bad, and it is just barely filling the hole caused by the previous huge overdraft.

So that he had time to catch his breath, closed the hell gate that led to the terrifying hell under his feet, and the blood demon skill in the dantian was slowly stopping, this was a last resort, if it couldn't stop as uncontrollably as before, now she would really be squeezed dry and dissipated into yellow sand between heaven and earth, and there would definitely be no human skin left.

Now that this body has dispersed the state of blood demons, Yang Jinxi can only watch them flee in panic, and his current situation is similar to that of a peak silver fighter, not even a gold fighter.

Fortunately, the terror that shrouded their hearts before prompted them to flee in fear, and they didn't even dare to have the idea of staying for a moment, which also made Yang Jinxi now glad that he survived.

After staring at it for a moment, he retracted his gaze, his time was still urgent, this was different from the previous urgency, that is, he had to be bloodthirsty to let himself stay in the world again, and now that the gate of hell was closed, the vicious beast in the dantian slowly stopped sleeping madly.

Now, he has absolutely reason to believe that there is a demon here who is bloodthirsty, and the news of Yang Jianxi's appearance here will only be quiet for a moment, and it will go viral outside, and it will only take a little while, and the dark gold and even more terrifying glass fighters will come here, if nothing else, just because of the three words "Yang Jianxi".

Sit cross-legged on the spot, in the pouring rain, instantly settled like an old monk whose life has reached the limit.

Every breath and breath affected the trajectory of each droplet, hovering over his body, stagnating, drifting slowly, dissipating in the mist......

Wisps of black and white qi emanate from every invisible pore on the dry body, and the Taiji diagram circling around the body is derived from the black and white qi, and the imprint from top to bottom rotates slowly on the surface, gradually becoming dazzling.

Simply let the immortal Yin Yang Sutra perform a one-person performance in the dantian, and there is no accompanying dance of blood and demon skills, but it is singing alone,

Yang Jinxi's expression was very enjoyable, and there was a soft murmur between his breaths: "Sure enough, this immortal yin and yang meridian is biological, such a near-limit running belt."