As soon as the scarlet killing word appeared, the room was suddenly filled with all kinds of murderous scenes, and even the smell of blood could be smelled.

Long Yan's face was overjoyed, sure enough, this method was feasible, and this power ...... It's too strong, even if you use all your strength, you may not be able to create this scene.

Something seems to be missing, though! Long Yan muttered.

But then, he knew what was lacking, that is, murderous aura, it was not enough to be formal, it could only make people enter the illusion, it was okay to face ordinary monks, but it was not good to face a slightly higher cultivation, and it would be broken in an instant.

And if this thing can give people a strong impact at the first time, and at the same time enter the illusion, then you can kill the other party in an instant, and you don't have to spend any more energy to fight

After thinking about it, he started to do it, Long Yan began to re-study and transform the formation that composed this killing word, and he was the most familiar and good at killing himself, not only killing people or killing spirits, but they must have reached some kind of peak.

The mind sank into the sea of consciousness again, and Long Yan tried to integrate his murderous aura into it, starting from building a formation in the sea of knowledge, slowly to forming, slowly to contact with spiritual power, and finally to the imminent sacrifice.

However, although this seems to be a simple step, it suddenly fails every time when it feels like it is about to succeed.

Long Yan's murderous aura was still too domineering, which was formed by plundering the lives of countless powerhouses.

In his previous life, everyone killed by Long Yan was basically one of the best masters in the world, and they were all giants in various places, they were confident, arrogant, and invincible.

But it is such a character that can pile up the prestige of the Emperor of Killers in the sea of blood in the Dragon Flame Corpse Mountain, and it has also cultivated a terrifying murderous aura.

And this murderous aura is the same as Long Yan's prestige, above all living beings, uninhibited, unruly, domineering and ruthless.

Don't look at Long Yan in this life, he seems to be harmless to people and animals with hippie smiles, and when he encounters opponents, he can let them go, and he really can't go a lot of rambling and then kill them, but Long Yan's ability is really real.

"Yaya, this is forcing me to use a trick!" After many failures, Long Yan also scolded. The spirit stone continued to throw out, and the real dragon ran wildly.

"I can't fix you if I don't believe me!" Long Yan continued to break the road, but his terrifying momentum had already gushed out, spiritual power flowed on the surface of his body, and the gestures on his hands changed constantly, and some unknown force began to build in the air.

"Hurry!" Still drinking lightly, Long Yan made a long strip of pattern phantom like rune paper, and it was slowly trying to manifest the killing word.

"Snort~" Just as Long Yan was concentrating on waiting for the thing to take shape, suddenly, the entire pattern collapsed violently and turned into a wisp of smoke.

"!" Long Yan scolded, it was almost that little, but just such a little bit made himself fall short.

Another failure, Long Yan decisively sank into his mind to see which step he had gone wrong, how could it be wrong? It doesn't make sense at all, every step and every line of yourself is calculated by precise reasoning, and it is impossible to be wrong at all! Did you get it wrong from the beginning?

An hour, two hours...... In the blink of an eye, the sky was almost dawn, and Long Yan still couldn't figure it out, and he experimented a little more during the period, but it was still unsuccessful.

"The first rays of dawn, please give me strength!" Suddenly, Long Yan ran out as if he had gone crazy, and he jumped wildly, as if he wanted to run with the sun.

In the blink of an eye, in just a few minutes, Long Yan actually ran out of the town, directly to the place where he fought with Watt yesterday.

"God, please give me strength!" Long Yan shouted, just like a madman, using the Chinese Chinese dialect of his previous life.

As he spoke, Long Yan began to gesture in his hand, constantly changing, the breath of his whole body was no longer suppressed, his cultivation was violent, his spiritual power was running, and the whirlpool above his head began to form again.

"Hurry!" Long Yan drank, no longer in the inn at the moment, and his voice was also released unscrupulously, "Kill!" ”

And at this moment, suddenly the sky changed greatly, the surrounding scene was like Shura purgatory, mourning everywhere, the terrifying killing god was swinging his knife up and down, and his cultivation was even more desperate, and the breath alone made people want to worship.

Seeing this scene, Long Yan finally smiled, knowing in his heart that the difference of one word had made him struggle for so long.

And the power of this thing also made him satisfied, in the center of this Shura field, Long Yan seemed to be the god in it, where the spiritual power passed, anything would be strangled, this was not an illusion, but an invincible self-confidence.

"Kill"

Half-sounded, Long Yan stood quietly in place, constantly experiencing the subtlety, and there was a faint pattern in his mind that was successfully constructed, but at this time, "poof" Long Yan spat blood.

"Damn, I've overdone it!" Long Yan's eyes almost darkened, and he had been consuming the power of his divine sense for half the night, but at this moment, his mind was finally exhausted, and he vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and he was almost devoured.

Lying on the ground, at this moment the dawn in the east is dawning, and the sun is slowly rising, but Long Yan's brain is dizzy, although he still has a lot of spiritual power in his body, but his mind is exhausted, so he can't use any spiritual power, and can only run passively with the real dragon.

One breath and two breaths... Until half an hour passed, Long Yan was still lying on the ground motionless, and he was also in some kind of predicament.

Although he is a little more awake now, his body is still uncontrollable, as if he has been injected with anesthetic, and his functions are paralyzed and he cannot move.

"What have I done?" Long Yan was powerless to roar, if an enemy came at this moment, he would let himself die in an instant.

However, it may be that Long Yan is useful to pray for God today, and there are obviously monks around, but no one dares to touch Long Yan's brow.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and at this moment, the sun was also scorching, but a light suddenly appeared in the Longyan dantian, faintly blending with the sunlight and absorbing it.

"Shhh Long Yan took a deep breath of cold air in his mouth, although his body still couldn't move, his facial expression had loosened a little.

The dantian continued to absorb the power of the sun, and as it continued to absorb, the Longyan dantian also began to get hotter and hotter, and in the end, it was hot until Longyan couldn't.

"Am I being sunny?" Long Yan's facial expression was distorted, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but his body still couldn't move, and he couldn't even use his spiritual power at all.

Time passed breath by breath, the corners of Long Yan's mouth turned white, and even cracked, the world said that it was a blessing in disguise, but he was in trouble because of a blessing, damn.

"Ah~" After a few breaths, Long Yan finally couldn't help but shout, and the loudness of the voice was estimated to be heard by mortals a kilometer away.