Ten steps to kill a person?

Isn't this scribbling yourself?

But how is it possible, neither the mind nor the visualization map can be made casually!

So, it's a coincidence, it shouldn't be the thing I drew myself.

But only the self as a time-traveler can write this thing...

How can that give birth to visions?

Xia Yuan was dumbfounded.

The younger brothers and sisters were also shocked.

"What's that sound?"

"Did you hear that, too?"

"It's terrible... It seems that there is a poem sounding in my heart, and the poem is so murderous that my blood will be frozen. ”

"Me too. ”

"I heard a killing word, as if heaven and earth were making a sound. ”

"Me too. ”

Seconds passed.

Then there was a buzzing voice, like chanting the poems that followed.

But with the abilities of these disciples, they can no longer hear clearly, and they are not qualified enough.

Only that "killing" was like thunder, still lingering in my heart and shocking.

The students of the Wuxin Academy Palace listened to the recitation of the heaven and earth, and watched the clouds in the distance dyed red.

The wind and clouds converge, and the sea of blood is endless.

The wind in late winter and early spring rose suddenly, and it seemed to be brewing a torrential rain that washed the heavens and the earth.

The weather is very abnormal.

"The clouds were red. ”

"It looks like blood, a lot of blood. ”

"Second Senior Brother, do you think this is the birth of the Blood Ancestor?"

"Second Senior Brother, didn't you say that although the Blood Ancestor is an old demon, he is not particularly strong among the old demons, not to mention that his limit has come, and the inheritance that can be left behind must be the end of the strong crossbow, and the harm is limited, don't worry?"

"Senior brother, why can you recite all my words?"

"Because I've always looked up to my brother as an example. ”

"Second Senior Brother, that's the direction of our Red Moon Mountain. ”

"Hehe..."

"Second Senior Brother, don't go..."

"Second Senior Brother, where are you going?"

"Second Senior Brother, you haven't said whether this is a blood ancestor inheritance or not. ”

"Second Senior Brother, are you a legendary poisonous milk? ”

"Speaking of this, I remembered, what the second senior brother said would not happen, it would definitely happen, several times. ”

"Tell me about it... Tell me about it..."

Bai Ao burst into tears, this slap in the face came too quickly, right?

He clenched his fists, my white pride is not poisonous milk!

He was a strict man, with a cold face and a warm heart, but his skin was not thick, and when he couldn't hold it anymore, he opened the curtain and ran to the Mite's seat, and sat down with the coachman.

How could the Blood Ancestor be so strong?

How so?

...

...

Distance.

The Northland of the East China Sea.

Mt. Akatsuki.

In the black carriage, it was pitch black, and a feminine and long-haired man held the scroll tremblingly in his hands.

His hand should have been calm.

Kills a lot.

Deal with more.

Never trembled.

But this time, it was trembling.

In the volume, blood-colored tadpoles were swimming rapidly, drilling into his eyes, and they were extremely strange.

The man's eyes couldn't take his eyes off it, and his eyes were fascinated by the volume.

There were no lights in the carriage, and the curtains were as dark as a tomb, so that the rectangular body was no different from the coffin.

However, he could clearly see the pictures on the scroll.

Although it is frenzied, you can still see the scene of a sword slashing out and a river of blood.

And the word.

Although it is crooked, and even the first two lines don't have a big feeling, but from the third line of the sentence "Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving a line", it has already shocked him.

He had wondered what the Blood Ancestor Inheritance was.

He has even overestimated it by two or three times.

But he didn't expect that he would still underestimate.

The word...

Each one was like a sharp knife into his mind.

is imperceptibly dyeing him with a thick layer of evil aura.

Especially the word "kill".

The moment he saw it, he had goosebumps all over his body, trembled, and even wanted to kneel down and worship.

It seems that this is not a crooked word "kill", but a demon god standing in the middle of the abyss, raising a finger and telling him what the way of killing is.

He was shocked, strange, and relieved.

What shocked me was the strength of this inheritance.

It's strange how the Blood Ancestor could be so strong.

What is comfortable is that this path is precisely the upgrade of his exercises, which can completely make up for the lack of stamina of his current exercises, and can even rely on this thing to get a chance to break through the great master!

Although he is called 9,000 years old every day, he is actually satisfied if he can live to be 1,000 years old.

The wheels of the carriage spun fast.

Four healthy horses are galloping down the road.

Wrapped in a black cloak, he could not see a man or a woman, and he was raising his hand to shake the whip steadily and ride his horse.

The carriage was almost empty.

Mite couldn't help but be unhappy, because the carriage had become the target of everyone's attention.

However, this Mite, however, seems to have an unusually sharp and magical intuition, and on this labyrinthine path, he can choose the right place every time, and avoid all encirclement and suppression in advance, chasing and killing, leaving all the people from the four breads behind, so that they can only follow from a distance.

However, among these people who came to seize the inheritance, there are really many strong ones, even if the skills of this royal hand are good, no matter how fast the speed of the carriage is, and there are even some dead soldiers to intercept and set traps, but it is still useless.

The distance is getting closer at a rapid pace!

Getting closer!

Close enough that the pursuers could already see the rear of the carriage ahead.

And at this time, the road ahead turned out to be dead!

It was a cliff that stretched into the abyss, and there was no way forward.

The pursuers were so fast that they even separated in tacit understanding, wrapping up the corner of the cliff to prevent the one who had obtained the Blood Ancestor Inheritance from escaping.

Many of them had come to see it, but no one thought that the Blood Ancestor Inheritance would be so powerful. Therefore, after the natural vision, many people who were originally just looking at it were shocked, and then they became serious.

But...

The speed of the carriage did not decrease.

The four horses saw the cliff and should have stopped.

But the Mito seemed to have considered this situation a long time ago, and put down the long whip, took out four pieces of black cloth in advance, and quickly wrapped the horse's eye.

The horse lost his vision, and in a panic, he ran a little faster.

The coffin-like carriage went straight to the cliff.

Sou!!!

Dust is flying.

The moment it flew out, the carriage was in the air, and time seemed to stand still.

Mite's hand is raised to draw a knife, his wrist is as clean as snow, and his posture is elegant.

Woohoo!

A knife poured out white snow, cutting off eight reins like a stream.

The four healthy horses neighed in horror and fell into the ravine.

And the coffin-like carriage suddenly activated, displaying two metal wings, and then, driven by a magical force, flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, leaving only a group of people to run to the edge of the cliff, looking at the mountains in the distance, but they could no longer pursue.

...

Heavenly.

in the cloud.

Mide breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and got into the carriage, looked at the feminine man, and called out softly "Father-in-law", and then said: "The energy of the puppet is enough for us to go three hundred miles away, but my daughter suggested getting off halfway, there are too many strong people coming this time."

She took off her hood, revealing a hidden goose egg face, her naturally aggressive eyes even more gorgeous in the red eyeshadow, but this face was extremely tired.

This woman is actually the "black catcher" Song Shi that Xia Yuan met in the six doors, her sensitivity to blood, driven by all her strength, can completely detect the approach of living people from a distance, so she can make a prediction in advance.

But she's very tired now.

The feminine man casually threw a porcelain bottle to her.

Song Shi grabbed the porcelain bottle, poured out a blood-red pill and threw it into his mouth, and after a while, his face became better.

The feminine man beckoned: "Come and have a look." ”

As he spoke, he casually snapped his fingers and handed out two strong winds, pushing open the thick curtains on both sides.

Song Shi obviously had an extraordinary relationship with this feminine man, and she knew that her father-in-law was not testing her, but really asking her to take a look, so she sat down with great curiosity.

Looking sideways...

But it was an embarrassing few lines of words, and there was a little man who looked like a ghost.

The little man grabbed a sword, and the sword slashed down, and there were many splashes of ink around it, as if it were blood.

Song Poem: ......

The feminine man showed off a little: "How is it, not bad?"

Song Poem: ......

She looked patiently for a while, only to think that this was a few blind doodles for a child who didn't even go to school well.

The feminine man watched with relish, and his eyes flashed with admiration from time to time.

Song Poem: ......