In the next moment, the violent prince black ugly backhanded the blood-colored bone knife volleyed out of the air, and the blood-colored knife-shaped halo skyrocketed, leaving a knife-shaped blood-colored flame in the air that covered the sky and the sun, and roared towards Ling Xiao with a bloody wind and bloody rain.

Blood-colored sword-shaped flames swept across the sky.

The blood in the entire heavenly dome flashed, turning into a sea of blood flames, sword intent and murderous aura, roaring like a hurricane of unparalleled despair and killing intent.

Suddenly, the sky in the night seemed to be scorched by this blood-colored light.

The space where the light flame passed turned into a vacuum, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of air and aura.

Time and space are distorted, and each spatial crack is attached to the blood-colored light flame, which is as strange as a ghost fire in the netherworld.

Opposite side.

Under such an offensive, Ling Xiao was like a flat boat in this ocean of blood and flames, looking extremely small and fragile.

The blood-colored light flame was about to engulf Ling Xiao in the blink of an eye.

But it was at this critical moment that Ling Xiao moved.

An aura that was not very powerful was suddenly injected into the blood-devouring scimitar.

Buzz.

A bizarre knife sound.

The silent dark red lines on the Bloodthirsty Scimitar suddenly came alive in the blink of an eye, like flowing magma, gradually revealing a dazzling crimson color along the lines on the blade.

As the crimson lines gradually lit up the entire blade, the Blood-Devouring Scimitar was like a sleeping ancient beast being awakened, and its momentum rose sharply.

As the crimson mark filled the blade, a strong attraction erupted from the blade.

Countless visible cyclones formed around the Bloodthirsty Scimitar, spinning silently.

The unthinkable happened...

The corpses of more than 30 demon powerhouses who had been killed by Ling Xiao before were originally scattered on the ground.

When the countless cyclones on the blood-devouring scimitar formed, on the corpses of these demon powerhouses, dense and strange red blood beads poured out of the surface of the corpses, and then flew towards the blood-devouring scimitars in the air.

Those red blood beads were transformed by the lifelong essence blood of these demon powerhouses who had been killed.

The pure blood power turned into blood beads, like rain pouring down, and like a swallow returning to its nest, converging towards the blood-devouring scimitar.

Just in the blink of an eye, red blood beads filled the entire sky like a rain of blood.

It's just that this blood rain ends with the blood-devouring scimitar in Ling Xiao's hand and flows backwards to the sky.

This scene is both glamorous and eerie.

Everything happened between lightning and fire, but in an instant, the blood rain in the sky was absorbed by the Blood-devouring Scimitar

The blood-devouring scimitar is like an evil demon, and after drinking the blood, the red lines on the blade become more and more dazzling.

On closer inspection, those lines seemed to become more profound and clear, and some new marks faintly appeared in some of the originally blank places on the blade.

Ling Xiao raised his head to the sky and roared, taking a deep breath.

He could clearly feel the surging blood power in the Blood-Devouring Scimitar, and he was satisfied to urge the Blood-Devouring Scimitar to draw the purest life force from it.

The majestic and pure life force was transmitted from the bloodthirsty scimitar to Ling Xiao.

The countless deep and bony wounds on his body squirmed, and pink flesh buds grew in the blink of an eye at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint luster shone on those wounds, but in the blink of an eye, the wounds all over Ling Xiao's body had healed, and there was no trace of injury.

The shattered bones in his body also sprung up like mushrooms after a rain under the irrigation of this pure life force, and became stronger and thicker in an instant.

In a flash, he instantly reached his peak state.

The pure life force drawn from the blood-devouring scimitar was still constantly washing away the limbs and bones in Ling Xiao's body, nourishing his meridians like a long drought for Ling Xiao, and an indescribable sense of pleasure came from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, whose clothes were stained with blood, suddenly looked like a fairy, fluttering and independent.

I saw him raise his hand gently, his movements seemed to be slow, but there was a smell of dust invisibly.

The Bloodthirsty Scimitar lifted high with his gesture, the tip of the knife pointing straight into the sky.

The invisible sword qi quietly spread out from the blade body, leaving transparent ripple-like lines in the air.

The arcane lines and marks on the bloodthirsty scimitar shimmered with a bright and brilliant luster like lava, and in the midst of the brilliance, fierce killing intent erupted from the void.

The light flame of the blood-colored bone knife approached in the blink of an eye, and Ling Xiao held the blood-devouring scimitar in his hand and slashed towards the oncoming monstrous light flame in the direction of the tyrannical prince's black and ugly.

With a single slash, Ling Xiao's figure and the blood-devouring scimitar in his hand merged into one, turning into a red streamer and shooting out.

This streamer was like a huge red lightning bolt in the sky without warning, and the dazzling red light pierced the sky in an instant.

Boom –

The moment the red lightning collided with the light flame of the blood-colored bone knife, the earth-shattering roar tore through the sky.

The blood-colored flames that surged from the sky were like a thin veil of light in front of the red lightning, and a huge hole was easily cut by the sharp blade.

It all happened between the calcium carbide fires.

Ling Xiao didn't leave any time for the violent prince to fight back and defend.

The red lightning did not hesitate or stagnate without the slightest hesitation and stagnation after tearing through the light veil-like blood-colored flames, and slashed towards the black and ugly body of the violent prince with the power of thunder.

A hideous, blood-colored ravine almost split the tyrannical prince in half.

The black and ugly face of the violent prince changed wildly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked down at the huge blood-devouring scimitar that had slashed his body, and he still couldn't believe that in one move, he was actually cut off his body.

The mortal who was seriously injured and dying, actually injured himself.

Pain!

Piercing pain.

The Violent Prince Dark Ugly only felt the pain that made him desperate sweep over his entire consciousness.

A tremor from the depths of his soul swelled and raged in the dark and ugly heart of the violent prince.

What made him even more desperate was that he was shocked to find that the blood light was surging in the hideous ravine on his body, but not a drop of blood flowed out, and all the blood was converging towards the blade of the blood-devouring scimitar.

At this moment, the violent prince was ugly, and he could clearly feel that the blood and vitality in his body were frantically draining at a terrifying speed.

"What is this?"

A flash of lightning flashed through my mind.

The tyrannical prince suddenly remembered that the blood-devouring scimitar had drunk the blood of the demon before, and the moment just now, the blood of more than thirty strong people of his own clan had been absorbed by this huge and strange big knife.

This giant knife is strange, and it is a magic weapon.

Buzz.

It seemed to feel the majestic power that belonged to the powerhouse of the Heavenly Sun Realm from the body of the Tyrannical Prince Black Ugly, and the blood-devouring scimitar automatically shook, like a ferocious beast seeing a fat lamb, and it couldn't wait to automatically absorb the flesh and power in the body of the Tyrannical Prince Black Ugly.

"Ahh Get the hell out of here!"

The violent prince was terrified, and his eyes erupted with boundless fear and madness.

The next moment he began to struggle frantically.