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"Wow!"

Even from a long distance, everyone could feel the terrifying heart-palpitating fluctuations, and from the two huge red rays, they knew that at least in terms of momentum, the two were comparable.

The roaring sound echoed, and the faces of the nearby warriors also changed greatly, and they all looked in shock, watching the amazing red rays collide together.

"Boom!"

When the two collided together, a violent and terrifying storm swept away, and the energy storm roared and rolled away in all directions like an angry dragon.

As if by this blow, even the heavens and the earth became gray, and the sky was dyed with a faint blood, giving people a scene of earth-shattering tumbling.

Two huge rays of blood erupted with an astonishing momentum, devouring each other, and in the very center, there was a clicking sound, and a deep vortex of energy swirled and emerged, like a blood-colored hell gate, as if it could destroy all life.

"Go ahead and devour them."

With the finger of the blood knife, in the center of the raging storm, the sword with evil aura exploded in an instant, turning into a monstrous blood mist, like a blood-colored ocean, the blood mist rolled violently and rushed, surging with terrifying power, with a trace of black mist surging, conjuring into a fierce and hideous face, roaring and biting towards Xiao Muyi's knife.

"Hiss!"

A burst of clicking and biting sounds came from the blood mist, and I saw a sneer on the pale face of the blood knife.

The sudden appearance of this scene made Xiao Muyi's pupils change color.

I saw the rolling and surging blood-colored mist like an ocean, overwhelmingly flooding towards the Shura sword, and there was a biting sound that made people's scalps tingle, as if there was a real ghost devouring it, giving people a strange feeling.

"It's ......."

In the distance, many warriors looked at all this, their eyes flickered, and they looked at the blood knife with fear, after all, many people had not seen his real shot, and now seeing this strange scene, let them understand that the blood knife is very terrifying and ferocious.

The appearance of those powerful ghosts must be the souls of the dead under the sword, and after being sacrificed, they are sealed in it to increase their combat power, because there are warriors who have found a very few familiar figures from them, and they know them.

As soon as they saw so many dense ghosts manifesting, people felt a feeling of hair in their hearts and a chill down their spines, how many people had to be killed to cause such a result.

'Demon', 'Devil', such a title flashed through their minds, and from the black mist, they felt resentment, a trace of resentment, obviously that trace of resentment condensed the price of many innocent lives, otherwise it would not be so.

Xiao Mu stared at the blood knife on the other side, and for the first time, a heavy killing intent appeared on his face.

"You really deserve to die, you don't even let go of the soul of the dead, seal it, this is even more vicious than letting other people's souls fly away."

"Boy, what kind of thing are you, you dare to teach me a lesson."

The blood knife snorted coldly, and then smiled indifferently.

"Whoever asks me to sacrifice a weapon will end up in the same way, and that is a dead man, so don't talk about this useless nonsense."

Xiao Muyi was about to speak, when suddenly a loud voice came, containing a thick Dao sound, resounding in everyone's minds.

"This benefactor, all beings are equal, and the merits are immeasurable, please let go of the dead soul in your hands, and the little monk will thank you for them, Amitabha."

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, only to see a bald little monk in a robe appear in sight, bending down towards the blood knife with his hands folded.

The little monk is not very old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a little less worldly atmosphere all over his body, and a faint kind of extraordinary temperament, there is a trace of rhyme lingering around, giving people a very comfortable feeling of wanting to be close.

"This is the little monk of Dusheng, why is he here?"

"Hey, what a handsome little monk!"

When a female warrior saw it for the first time, she exclaimed in surprise, and little stars appeared in her eyes.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, you like monks so much, do you know the blood knife!"

Someone next to him whispered.

In an instant, the good-looking girl was suddenly silenced, glanced into the distance, and wanted to burst into flames, glaring fiercely at the mouthy man next to her, but did not say anything.

"Little monk, I can't get rid of you, you are like a piece of kraft candy, you can find it wherever you go, you have to love me how much."

The blood knife said with a gloomy face, obviously knowing the little monk in front of him.

"Donor, you're wrong, I saw the divine light here in the broken temple, so I rushed over, I don't see if I can be lucky enough to get the opportunity, not following you."

The little monk replied truthfully.

"Really?"

Bloody Knife asked rhetorically, he didn't believe that this guy was entangled with a guy with a dog's nose.

"The little monk said yes."

"Okay, then since it's a good opportunity, then don't delay me to get down to business."

After speaking, the Blood Knife was about to make a move, but the little monk flashed in one step and blocked the front of the Blood Knife.

"Are you going to regret it?"

"Of course not, when I was about to travel, my master told me that when I encounter these dead souls, I must rescue them, so that they can benefit others and themselves, and create immeasurable merits."

The little monk bent down, not caring about the anger on the face of the blood knife.

"Humph!"

The blood knife snorted coldly, exuding evil aura all over his body, staring at the little monk deadly.

"Then did your master still tell you that meddlers will die."

After thinking about it, the little monk was a little embarrassed and touched his head embarrassedly.

"This master really didn't say anything."