Chapter 339: Not a Demon, Not Looking at the Heavens!

Scarlet stone steps.

Ye Feng looked up and saw that at this moment, the Soul Sect Daozi, the Demon Son and the others had already stepped on the third ladder, step by step.

Ye Feng and Lei Ba looked at each other, and they both saw firmness in each other's eyes, and immediately nodded.

Call!

Exhaling deeply, Ye Feng and the others finally took a step, stepped heavily on the blood-colored stone steps, and officially stepped on the Blood Sword Mountain.

Embarked, the path of the Blood Moon Inheritance.

Airplanes!

The blood-colored light shrouded him, and the terrifying killing came, as if he was the only one left in this world, facing this blood-colored staircase alone, facing this earth-shattering killing.

At the top of the Blood Sword Mountain, it was as if a pair of eyes full of endless killing were staring at them closely.

Step into the Scarlet Staircase.

Soon, it was as if falling into a sea of killing, and there was a terrifying sound of killing all around.

"Kill!"

An earth-shattering killing sound resounded, and in an instant, a terrifying oppression came, Ye Feng raised his eyes, only to see that in the void, a huge blood-colored figure, holding a killing sword, blasted directly towards him.

The sword of killing, rising from the sky, obscuring the sky.

Ye Feng stepped out, the Dao of the sword roared wildly, swept out, and with a bang, the blood-colored figure holding the sword of killing was directly shattered under the sword.

The void stepped on the fourth step.

"Can your sword bear its weight?"

The ancient voice, like a demonic sound, echoed in Ye Feng's sea of knowledge.

"Of course!" Ye Feng said firmly.

Rumble!

The void roared, and a terrifying force suddenly descended, bombarding Ye Feng's body, like an invisible way of killing, this blow made his blood boil, and he couldn't help it, and let out a muffled snort.

The whole body was boiling, his steps were firm, and he stepped on a step again.

This is just the beginning, how can he shake his mind.

His eyes were firm, his eyes were sharp, looking at the blood-colored sword tablet on the top of the mountain, his footsteps, he took a steady step again, and with a loud bang, the sea of blood rose up in the sky, and the earth-shattering sword of killing came again, like a storm, bombarding and killing.

Rumble!

The terrifying killing came, and the bombardment fell to the death, making his face a little pale, and his footsteps paused, what a terrible attack, and in an instant, the immortal emperor's body bloomed, and the immortal emperor's fist attacked, shattering the killing sword that he attacked in the void.

Poof!

Silently, a young and strong man, under the terrifying killing attack, exploded alive, his bones and blood splattered and then was pulled by the invisible qi machine, seeping into the blood-colored steps.

Yes!

It's just that the next moment, more than a dozen terrible screams resounded, and more than a dozen young powerhouses were shattered one after another, and all the bones and blood seeped into the blood-colored ladder, and they disappeared strangely and invisibly.

Ascending this blood-colored ladder, all the warriors are terrifying at this moment, blood-colored killing, who can stop it, such a death is unwilling, but this is their own choice, and they can't complain about others.

After continuous steps, Ye Feng came to the eighth step.

Nine is the extreme number, which is a hurdle.

Step out.

The earth trembled, roared incessantly, and in that void, the killing storm of destruction swept in, the magic sound was lingering, and the killing sword continued, rumbling and slashing, endlessly.

It's a world of killing.

If you are not arrogant, you can't win!

Ants, how can they look at the monument to the sky!

The sound of killing shocks people's eardrums, intimidates people's souls, shakes people's minds, and attacks people's souls.

"The power of the primordial gods, the sword of killing gods, suppression!"

Ye Feng shouted in a low voice, the power of the Zhihai Yuan God was released, the terrifying voice of the soul, suddenly the void dissipated, a sword power, Ling Tian, he put his hands behind his back, his eyes looked into the distance, the void in the distance, one after another blood-colored figures appeared, it was all the killing demon of killing condensation, suppressed and strangled madly.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng's momentum was incomparable, his sword soared into the sky, and he slashed through the heavens and the earth.

Step by step, the blood-colored figure that came from the attack was shattered one after another within a zhang of him close to him, and there seemed to be an unparalleled brilliance on his body, like a sword that stood on heaven and earth.

Slay the demons!

Stepping into the steps, Ye Feng was not relieved, but became more and more dangerous, the vast blood-colored world, all killed, killing Dao, flying in the void, bloody ** head, suppressing the eight directions, it can be described as a group of demons dancing, tearing the world apart, that blood-colored figure, that fierce and bloodthirsty eyes, staring at Ye Feng, terrifying killing, destroying the world and destroying the bombardment.

Thundered!

I saw a venerable blood ** venerable, directly suppressed from heaven and earth, and the huge and terrifying body directly bombarded and crushed over.

Ye Feng held the palm of his hand, the sword light was shining, and it was directly a sword void that slashed out, and hit the body of the blood ** venerable, and the demon venerable shattered.

Thundered!

This blow seemed to stimulate this piece of heaven and earth, only to see a piece of land shake the mountains, endless demons roaring in the sky, and endless killing swept the heavens and the earth, endlessly.

"Wait today, turn into killing, then I will kill the demons!"

Ye Feng's body suddenly became violent, and his sword aura soared into the sky, like a sword of heaven and earth, incarnated into a sword, just to kill demons and kill a bright future.

Kill to kill, incarnate kill!

The sword, flickering into the void, pierced the sky, countless swords filled the heavens and the earth, strangled the blood-colored figures around them, and all the demon venerables that stood in front of them were destroyed.

Ye Feng stepped into the void and rushed forward, he wanted to see what was terrifying about this blood-colored stone step.

What is the power of this way of killing?

The sword, raised, accompanied by his advancing steps, the void flew, rolling up countless waves of qi.

Walking on the blood-colored steps, the void, the blood ** shadow revived, and the crazy slaughter came, Ye Feng swept all the way, killing wildly, step by step, and went deep into the top of the Blood Sword Mountain.

A few hours later.

Ye Feng came to the seventy-second step, and there were nine steps behind him This is the final test, nine is the extreme, and it is extremely terrifying.

Yes!

At this moment, a miserable scream resounded in the void, and I saw a killing light sweep across the sky, and the Soul Sect fell, flew up from the void, and fell fiercely on the ground.

He didn't die, but he was seriously injured, he fell to the ground fiercely, his body trembled constantly, blood gushed out of his mouth, he trembled and struggled to get up, looking at the Blood Sword Mountain like a moat, his heart was lost.

He's only here.

This is his limit, although he is not dead, but his mind has been extremely traumatized, because, coming here, failing to reach the top means that his talent can only come here.

At this moment, there were also many warriors around, they also fell down from the blood-colored stone steps, their eyes were equally dim, and their beliefs were also lost at this moment.

That's their limit.

Not a demon, not looking at the sky!

(End of chapter)