Chapter 40: Massacre

In the sea of consciousness, the spiritual power is silent, the spiritual platform is dim, and there is only a little spark left in the Shenyan fire, which may be completely extinguished at any time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The endless black qi and blood evil divided the sea of knowledge into two, and the places where they met, while eroding each other, they continued to merge, the consciousness of no regrets dissipated at night, and the raging negative aura set off a hurricane in the sea of knowledge, and a whirlpool full of the sea of knowledge gradually formed, and in just a moment, the black qi and the blood were completely blended.

In the depths of the bloodline, it was like opening a cold spring, and Ye Wuregret's body became more and more cold, and ice crystals began to appear in the surrounding air, falling to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The blood spirit sword array was full of blood, the blood sword shuttled without a shadow, and the scale of the formation instantly expanded several times, trapping Helian Yanshan and others in the formation, everyone had several blood swords locked, and the wind and thunder shot fiercely, adding another wind killing thunder prison to the sword array, so that Helian Yanshan and the others had no possibility of dodging.

The power of wind and thunder, furious, domineering, contains endless destruction, driven by the night without regrets and unrestrainedness, even with his own physical strength, he is not immune to the power of destruction, and the white bones are exposed on his body, but before the blood can flow out, it is coagulated by the cold air.

"No regrets! Be sober!" Seeing that his son's flesh and blood were blurred, Ye Junyi couldn't help shouting, his body flashed, and he wanted to forcibly wake up Ye Wuregret, but as soon as he approached the edge of the Blood Spirit Sword Array, he was hit hard by the power of several wind and thunder, and shot back, if it wasn't for the fast flash, the blood sword would have passed through his chest.

Without waiting for Ye Junyi to act again, Night Terror Thunder hurriedly stopped: "Calm down, No Regrets has lost his mind now, if you take the liberty of making a move, he will kill you, Lin Feng's side is about to be unable to hold on, let's save him first, seal his demonic nature, and then gather all our strength to suppress No Regrets." ā€

Night Thunder is also helpless, in the current situation, he can only choose to save Ye Lin Feng first, Ye Wu regrets after repeated blows, the demon has been deep, and he has not practiced the seal of dealing with the demon, with the current strength it is almost impossible to restore his self-consciousness, not to mention that there is still a demon spirit in his body, if he saves him first, I am afraid that it will delay the rescue of Ye Linfeng, at that time, neither of the two people can save it.

The injuries of everyone in the night family are already unhindered, and the night terror thunder gave an order, and quickly came to the surroundings of the night linfeng, sitting cross-legged, Ye Junyi glanced at his son, and then looked at his wife who did not know life and death, his eyes were full of sadness, and then he hid deeply, and the night terror thunder sighed lightly, shook his head, and was silent.

"Seal the Demon Seal!" Everyone shouted in unison, above their hands, the streamer overflowed, the mysterious seal changed, and one by one the inscriptions suddenly flashed, converging around the Yelin Wind, the breath was connected, and the Yelin Wind changed the seal, and the inscriptions in the body burst out, fusing with the surrounding inscriptions, and then forming an extremely complex imprint, imprinted on the dantian of the Yelin Wind.

Ye Lin Feng's body trembled slightly, and the seal in his hand was stable and consistent with everyone, and with the operation of the sealing seal, the demonic aura on his body began to slowly converge.

And the appearance of the sealing seal, Ye Wuregret instinctively felt disgusted, stimulated, the demonic qi instantly became much thicker, and the grimace swished, floating out, emitting a piercing magic sound, eroding the minds of Helian Yanshan and others.

The Blood Spirit Sword Array erupted, and the Blood Sword pounced on their respective targets like bloodthirsty hungry beasts seeing food, and the terrible exclamations sounded one after another, but no one died, because each sword avoided the vital point, leaving only a blood trace, and in an instant, the blood mist filled the entire Blood Spirit Sword Array.

"Quack ......" Ye Wuregret let out a devilish laugh, thunderbolt with him, turned into lightning, shuttled through the blood mist, long sword danced, screamed, and the killing began.

Ye Wuregret avoided Helian Rock Mountain, so that he could watch his people die one by one, and let him wait for death in remorse and fear.

"Ahh

"Devil!"

"Run! Ah......h

Helian Yanshan brought all the masters of the family, but at this time, in the face of the killing without regrets at night, under the shock of the magic sound, he couldn't raise the slightest idea of resistance, and wanted to dodge, but was blocked by the sword array and thunder prison, and could only be killed.

Looking at the stump and broken arm that fell beside him, Helian Yanshan's heart trembled, the master cultivated by the family for many years, in a few breaths, it was gone, his heart was dripping blood, and he couldn't wait to swallow Ye Wuregret alive, but in the face of the long sword in Ye Wuregret's hand, his slightly moving figure quietly retreated, he didn't want to die.

"I hate it!" Helian Yanshan's hatred is monstrous, even if he can escape today, his Helian family has lost the capital to gain a foothold, and the Helian family is abolished.

Helian Yanshan gritted his teeth with hatred, the fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he thought about it, he wanted to destroy this little ghost of the night family with his own hands, even if he paid the price of his life, he would let him fall into the demon path forever, and there would be no day to turn over.

"Night family ghost!" Helian Yanshan shouted at Ye Wuregret, stomped on his feet, and galloped towards Xiao Siyu, burning his life, Bing Yuan drummed, let the blood sword come to his body, the wind and thunder invaded his body, and in the gallop, Bing Yuan rushed to the palm of his hand, condensed into an axe, broke through many obstacles, and wanted to cut Xiao Siyu under the axe.

"Roar!" The night without regrets in the killing suddenly woke up, under the rage, the killing intent was stronger, the demonic nature was more fierce, the heart-killing trick suddenly ran wildly, the silent spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was surging, and Shenyan instantly swept the entire sea of knowledge.

The power of blood, soldiers, and wind and thunder quickly poured into the long sword along the arm, and the divine condensation method worked, and the sword body was stroked without regrets at night, condensing into a blood-colored afterimage, the afterimage roared, and the sound of a tiger roaring resounded through the mountains and forests, it was actually a blood-colored tiger.

The black hair flew, and the fire flashed in the eyes of the night without regrets, and two divine rays were injected into the body of the blood-colored tiger, and the size of the blood-colored tiger suddenly expanded, and immediately shrunk, and a dangerous aura enveloped the mountain.

"Kill!" Ye Wuregret's voice was hoarse, the blood-colored tiger jumped out of the air, and Shen Yan jumped up, broke through the barrier of space, and swept away.

Helian Yanshan's face was full of hideousness, the axe in his hand was raised, as long as the distance was closer, he only needed to strike lightly, Xiao Siyu would definitely die, but a killing word made his heart tighten, and the breath of death invaded, making him breathless.

Before he had time to think about it, Helian Yanshan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body twisted, and accelerated again, but the feeling of being on his back still followed, and the breath of death was closer.

With a sweep of the afterglow, Helian Yanshan was so frightened that his liver and gall were split, and the blood-colored tiger burning with strange flames devoured it, slapped out with one claw, shattered the space, and threw Helian Yanshan to the ground.

"Ahh

With a full blow, the soldiers, spiritual power, and wind and thunder power in the body of Ye Wuregret were almost exhausted, and the large loss of blood made his body function drop to an extremely dangerous level.

"Hehe......" Looking at Helian Yanshan, who could only hiss and gasp in pain, Ye Wuregret smiled lowly, his heart moved, the thunderbolt dissipated, and a wisp of flame jumped up from Helian Yanshan's forehead, scattering a spiritual force, making Helian Yanshan wake up.

At this time, where did Helian Rock Mountain still have the demeanor of the head of the family, unkempt, ragged, and his body shrunk, like a withered willow branch, his vitality was imperceptible, and he couldn't speak, but the hatred in his eyes was still strong.

With a wave of his left hand, the wind killing thunder prison turned into the power of wind and thunder returned to Ye Wuregret's body, allowing his strength to recover a lot, the blood-colored tiger let out a roar, and the body spread out, revealing a long sword, hanging in the air and trembling, the blood spirit sword array slowly retracted, and the blood sword merged into the long sword with a thick blood mist.

On the long sword, the veins spread, the blood mist condensed, slowly flowing in the veins, and the demonic blood light overflowed, but the color of the long sword did not deepen, but gradually faded, becoming crystal clear, and with a sword roar, the long sword suddenly inserted into the dantian of Helian Rock Mountain.

"Gollum...... , Gollum ...... "The veins on the sword body squirmed, its voice was slow and low, the blood light flickered and disappeared, Helian Yanshan's eyes were round, his pupils were dilated, the blood and Bingyuan rushed against the dantian, swallowed by the long sword, and his vitality was lost, Helian Yanshan did not react again, but there was still a trace of obsession in his eyes, until the last moment of his life, he did not wake up.

Those who kill will always kill them, and all the blame will be taken by themselves......

Pulling out the long sword, Ye Wuregret was slightly stunned, licked the corners of his mouth, and turned his greedy gaze to Yelin Feng, blood, not enough, the aura that disgusted him wanted to be wiped out......