Chapter 282 There is no shame in my heart, why kill life!

After pondering for a moment, there was already a trade-off in his heart, and now his strength was still not continuous, if he could use this Bingluan Jingdan to help Xiao Hei transform in one fell swoop, and turn the python into a dragon, it would be tantamount to improving his strength in disguise in a short period of time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In this way, there is nothing to be reluctant to!

"Digest it well, don't push yourself to death!"

He scolded with a smile, put away the Five Elements Immortal Soldier, and threw this extremely precious Bingluan Jingdan over with a flick of his hand.

"Hiss"

With a long hiss, Xiao Hei's cold vertical pupils revealed a touch of excitement, the giant tail slapped suddenly, and the entire python body straightened up, jumped up, exposed its fangs and bloody mouth, and swallowed it.

The monkey's anxious appearance, seeing the sorrow and Lin Xiaoyuan speechless for a while.

Seeing that Xiao Hei fell into silence, with scales erected, coiled on the lonely cliff in the distance, he didn't bother when he broke his sorrows, knowing that he was trying his best to refine the Bingluan Crystal Pill in his body, and he wouldn't be better for a while.

Shaking his head, he looked around, and in Lin Xiaoyuan's surprised gaze, he stepped into the air, summoned an ink-colored guqin, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

"Photograph!"

With an edict, the words fell, like the light of the ink guqin, the strings trembled slightly, and immediately burst out a dark light, with it as the center, swept over the cold smoke island.

In an instant, scattered in the iceberg and snow, among the corpses of the ruins of the ruined city, a series of gloomy spirits rose, fluttering, and the blurred grimaces were still carrying the horror and despair before death, covering the sky and the sun, as many as two or three hundred thousand.

Lin Xiaoyuan looked at this scene with a little numbness, the warm sun shone on her body, instead of feeling the slightest warmth, she felt a burst of cold air surging up, and her body was cold.

This is like being in a ghost city in Xudu, but it scared Lin Xiaoyuan a lot, and it wasn't until this moment that she really understood what the real Shura Ghost Domain was like.

The piano sound illusion she used before was just a superficial appearance, just a fantasy, it was okay to deceive ordinary low-level monks, if she really wanted to meet a master, I was afraid that she would be able to see through her at a glance.

"Huh"

The ghostly light brushed over, swept the sky, stirred up the wind howling, flying sand and stones, and before the 300,000 spirits and ghosts had time to distinguish the situation, they were taken by the ghostly light, and the sea entered the hundreds of rivers, and it poured into the heavenly guqin endlessly.

After a while, the spirit of the sky dispersed, and the Tianyan guqin at this time appeared more low-key and introverted, with a black body and no trace of streamer dew, just like ordinary vulgar things.

However, the Heavenly Death Guqin has been gluttonized twice, devouring more than 300,000 spirits and ghosts, some people have beasts, different strengths and weaknesses, and its power has been raised to the level of a low-grade magic weapon under the nourishment of this immeasurable ghost.

The next time he faces the enemy, he can break his sorrow and break it with this first hideous Heavenly Death Guqin, so that his two Dao magic powers can finally be used.

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, he put the Heavenly Death Guqin back into the void realm, turned his hand and took out the Yin Evil Gourd, volleyed it up, the mouth of the gourd was faint, and suddenly a black light shone, like a black hole in the abyss, erupted with infinite suction, and began to devour the flesh and blood essence in the island.

This time, Breaking Sorrow not only destroyed the He family, slaughtered Hanyan City, but even spared the spirit and body of the dead on the island.

created such boundless killing, but there was no guilt in sorrow, although these hundreds of thousands of living beings died in his thoughts.

But in this world of the jungle, under the way of heaven, all living beings, monks and mortals are ants, and they only fall in an instant, and even if they are worried, they can't tell at what moment they will die.

He will not fall into the devil because of this, but he will not repent because of this, to blame them can only be blamed for being born in this world of light and monsters where human life is not as good as dogs, immortals are ruthless, and demons are dancing, and the He family chose to be his enemy.

As he said when he was in Liuyun Sect in the past, he was not a butcher who was addicted to killing, but if someone insisted on being an enemy of him, he wouldn't mind killing him, just one person, a thousand, ten thousand!

If the people of the world are enemies of him, then the sorrow will kill all the people with the sword in his hand, and the blood will stain the sky!

As long as you have a clear heart, what's the harm in killing!

"Huh?"

At this moment, a cold color inexplicably flashed in his sorrowful eyes, and suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at a gap in the sky, where the central sword gate that had not yet closed was located.

The entire island has long been shrouded by his Qilin Heavenly Sword Array, one is to prevent the people on the island from escaping and doing things to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and the other is to prevent the strong people of Canghai City from peeping into it, so as not to have any accidents.

After all, He Yanming was an existence standing at the peak of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, and in the end, he even sacrificed himself and incarnated into an ancient demon like a sixth-order Bingluan, if it was said that it did not attract the attention of the real people of the Origin Realm of the three major families in Canghai City, it was absolutely impossible.

The original intention of breaking sorrow was not to care about the attention of others, but only to care whether his two disciples were safe and sound.

What are the others?

Just like now, on the gap that has not yet been closed in the central sword gate, three powerful divine senses are in the air, like snooping, and like communication, which faintly reveals a powerful power as vast as the sky, and it is even better than the Bingluan Great Demon who has just been born.

"Three real people, very majestic!"

Broken sorrow smiled coldly, although he didn't know these three divine senses, he knew with his toes, they must be the three major families in Canghai City.

The terrifying momentum of the near destruction of the Cold Smoke Island, even if he did a lot of tricks, it was impossible to cover it up, and the news of coming to the Cold Smoke Island in person to find the bad luck of the He family had already reached the ears of the three major families.

Now, I'm afraid there is nothing more striking than this.

Nangong Sanshao disappeared inexplicably, afraid of being poisoned by gangsters?

That's a piece of!

It's not that Nangong Xiong and Nangong Wentian are dead, a second ancestor has disappeared, what can I do if I really die!

Seeing that the dust seemed to have settled on Hanyan Island, the real monks from the three major families would naturally come to check it out.

Feeling the temptation of the three divine senses, he smiled faintly, and had no intention of restraint, but instead moved in his heart, the Quartet Gang Sword manifested in the air, and collapsed in vain, turning into endless forest cold sword qi, disturbing the sea area within a radius of several miles.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, appearing in the air, and above the central sword gate, thousands of sword qi gathered, turning into a Senhan ancient sword, and fell into the hands of Xuan Chou.

At that moment, the moment the entire island was cleared, a sword qi that reached the sky erupted from the body of the sorrowful, and the sword array that had not dispersed around the island was like an unstoppable sword pillar, rising into the sky.

Without scruples, I will destroy everything, but I am only the sword, and the awe-inspiring sword intent of the death of those who block me can be clearly felt even from dozens of miles away.