Hearing Xu Yongzheng's words, he did not persuade or refute much. Xu Yongzheng's words are not unreasonable. In this river and lake, if you are enemies with hundreds of people, it is better to say that you can live in seclusion. If thousands of people want your life, I'm afraid you have to have enough power to have the same number of people under your command to serve you. If the entire rivers and lakes are against you, no matter how unparalleled your martial arts are, you can't guard against it, and there is not much chance of survival. And the people he saw and thought of were probably the only ones he had been complaining about, cursing, and being the enemy of the world, and the star cult leader who was the enemy of the whole world.

"You can think again. ”

After saying this, it was fixed in Xu Yongzheng's mind, silently absorbing energy and working hard to repair his body.

Xu Yongzheng quietly thought about the pros and cons of obtaining this killing realm. Naturally, he didn't bother to look at it, he just needed to wait for Xu Yongzheng to make the final decision.

The leaves were blown by the spring breeze, and the Xuanyi Sword was also placed on Xu Yongzheng's knees, silent.

Xu Yongzheng knew that this was a road of no return. Once you enter the killing path, you will really become what Liang Xiong said, using blood as a slave. But if he dragged the blood mist in Zhihai to become bigger, although he didn't explain the result to himself, Xu Yongzheng could also guess one or two, Zhihai was dominated by killing intent, and he was afraid that he would fall into the devil and lose his heart. He didn't dare to bet on how the day would come, or when it would be sooner or later. He didn't have a natural resistance to things like killing realms, at first he even had a little fantasy in his heart, after completing his revenge, he would do penance in the way of the sword, and then travel the world. Of course, the idea of establishing order in the rivers and lakes not long ago is now in his plan. The rest, he didn't think much of it. But these things, after he became a demon, he would never be able to do it.

Some things are easy to decide, and Xu Yongzheng is not indecisive.

"I choose to inherit the Killing Realm. Xu Yongzheng was unswerving.

"Well, bold, young man, I read that right. I appreciate you even more this time. He smirked.

"Then I'll drive that blood mist to the center of your shrine later, and you just need to concentrate on bearing him. ”

In Xu Yongzheng's thoughts of knowing the sea god, he began to approach the blood mist step by step. The blood mist slowly devoured everything around it like a living thing, and then came to strengthen itself. At this moment, it was a floating yellow flame, and this yellow began to show signs of turning green. He still didn't make a move, and this meaningless appearance was not worth his energy. It can be described as the food of the king, and the worry of the king. What he had to do was to start showing other values beyond his vision, such as leading this blood mist to Xu Yongzheng's Divine Palace.

Wei is actually selfish, the location of this blood mist is excellent, only slightly weaker than the Divine Palace, but it is stronger than the brilliance of any place in the vast world of this vast world. Therefore, the blood mist has only been in Xu Yongzheng's sea of knowledge for a few months, and it has grown at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, which makes him, a later soldier creature, envious and especially jealous. You can't go to Xu Yongzheng's Divine Palace. Because once that's the case, he will have to be completely honest with Xu Yongzheng. A man and a woman are in love or can see each other honestly, there is still a saying, it is reasonable. He's a genderless creature with no obvious bad habits, and what a way to say it is to be honest with such a warm-hearted boy. Xu Yongzheng's strength is nothing more than that, not to mention that he himself will not agree, even his masters of the past generations of wise and martial arts will not agree. Of course, these are mostly ingredients that forcibly comfort themselves. Then letting this blood mist be refined by Xu Yongzheng and completely mastering the killing realm is extremely beneficial to both him and Xu Yongzheng.

The treacherous figure swayed from side to side, like a frivolous prodigal son. There were several fist-sized ghost fires around him, they were of different shapes, and their sizes were also nuanced, and they were even more colorful and brilliant. The ghost fire is extremely regular, rhythmically beating, up and down, left and right, turning the trick into a juggler. If there are children here, most of them will happily join the formation of the ghost fire and play games together.

But the blood mist did not move.

I couldn't help but glance at it, hid those precious ghost fires in my body, and couldn't help but scold in my heart, you little thing, it's quite cold. In fact, the body of the monster is smaller, and the shape of the blood mist is much larger. The comparison between the two is the difference between a mouse and an elephant.

If you want to ask, in today's world, who knows more about the killing realm than Wei, the answer is probably no. He was an old thing, but by chance, he took a look at the complete posture of the killing realm. A sea of blood is rich, the blood is viscous like glue, and the fragrance is stronger than wine. The air was bright red, and the sun and moon on the sea were red. He was convinced that from then until now, no one else had been able to cultivate to such a level. And what he heard from his master back then made him understand it thoroughly. This blood mist in the Killing Realm takes time and the energy in the sea of knowledge to grow. And on that day, he chose to cultivate as soon as he entered Xu Yongzheng's world, and it was only three months since Xu Yongzheng defeated Liang Xiong, in other words, the time for the blood mist to grow was only three months. According to what he had observed, the growth of this thing had already reached a certain scale, which was beyond his judgment. God knows how powerful Xu Yongzheng's divine thoughts have become, and the result of nourishing it, or how fast this blood mist will grow in the future, and how far it will grow.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is inferred that this blood mist is the nature of a child, and the face, nose, mouth, and eyes are all available on it. Then he opened his mouth and stretched out a big tongue a foot long, with his nostrils facing the sky, and his ears rolled into a small fan, fanning the wind forward. His eyes bulged into the shape of brass bells. This appearance is no longer cute, but a little scary.

The blood mist didn't look at it at all, the speed remained the same, and it continued to spread outward, but the concentration of the blood mist did not change.

The trick turned his heart back to normal. Around him, a pair of weapons that Xu Yongzheng was quite familiar with - the Meridian Mandarin Duck Yue. The pair of meridian mandarin ducks immediately conjured up a white tiger. This white tiger has eyes on his forehead, his whole body is white, and his eyes are fierce. The white tiger roared and rushed into the blood mist.

After a while, the white tiger that had just returned to the tiger was pushed out of the blood mist by something, and was bruised all over his body, and finally the white tiger became red all over his body, which was the color of blood, and finally the pair of meridian mandarin ducks appeared again, and then turned into nothingness.

It's only been a month here, and it's been half a reply. This is thanks to Xu Yongzheng's great thoughts. The six weapons of the treacherous have not all been recovered. Among the six weapons, only this meridian mandarin duck Yue is the most suitable for him, which is in line with the weird way. So he was the first to choose to fix this supernatural power. The meridian mandarin duck Yue he conjured up was more powerful than Xu Yongzheng that day. Rao is so, it is not an opponent of Blood Mist, and it has not obtained any useful information.

Wei didn't dare to despise the blood mist. He was a little jealous of what was inside the blood mist. There was 100% weirdness in it, either Liang Xiong or something else, definitely weirder than himself.

People are always in awe of what they don't know.

He shouted, "What the hell are you, get out of here." ”

Not a single faint sound came out of the blood mist, only silently devouring and absorbing silently.

"You monster who only knows how to eat, I'll fart with you to see if you still eat. Isn't it delicious too? "Vulgar and vulgar.

The blood mist still has no response. It seems to have concluded that there was nothing that could be done about it, and that it was merely amusing the demonstrators and moles.

The treacherous was jumping up and down, and the vulgar words in his mouth kept flowing out, for fear that the beans in the bamboo tube would be poured slowly.

After a long time, Wei finally drooped weakly.

The blood mist also began to move. It conjured up the shape of a smiley face, making fun of its incomprehensible power.

Suddenly, with a trick in his mind, he turned into a large mouth of blood, and then opened it violently, sucking in a large mouthful of blood mist. This blood mist entrance is not delicious. Nor can it be turned into water, nor can it be digested by trickery. As for the taste, it is impossible to distinguish it, but it is held in the mouth and not spit out. The blood mist finally made a big move, and it began to swell towards the treacherous, neither fast nor slow.

When Wei saw that there was a play, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly drifted to where Xu Yongzheng's Divine Palace was located, the speed was a little fast, so he looked back from time to time, for fear that the speed would be too fast, and the blood mist would refuse to follow. What's more, he simply turned back step by step, teasing the blood mist, and the blood mist was really fooled, and he followed suit.

Finally, Wei came to the gate of Xu Yongzheng's Divine Palace, he made two ghost fires, attached them to the door, and then suddenly retreated from the gate of the Divine Palace, spraying the dense fog in his mouth into the gate of the Divine Palace. The dense fog was first sucked in by the Divine Palace, and the large blood mist was also sucked in by the Divine Palace.

Xu Yongzheng was extremely patient, and felt the movement of the trick in his sea of knowledge, he didn't choose to ask, but waited calmly, extremely relieved about the trick. Now, the blood mist symbolizing the killing realm suddenly entered Xu Yongzheng's Divine Palace, and Xu Yongzheng trembled violently as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Refine him, boy. He roared.

Then he said again: "Exhale three inches into the Divine Palace, and it is as dense and sealed as a bottle." Let the qi rush to the gods, and wait for the light of the abyss. One smelting and adjusting water and fire, and two condensing yin and yang. All thoughts are unified into the void, and the feeling is born through the true meaning. ”

Xu Yongzheng quickly comprehended the mantra, intending to use the Divine Palace as the first battlefield, and his divine thoughts turned into fire and water to digest the killing realm. Who knew that the blood mist entered the shrine, and there was no struggle to resist, nor any pain to speak of, but like a wanderer who had been away from home for a long time, he finally came home and cheered.

In just a few breaths, the blood mist settled firmly in the Divine Palace, and then the blood mist began to turn into blood water, then condensed into ice, and finally the ice misted into clouds, which dispersed in the air of the Divine Palace. Jingu slowly regained its composure.

Xu Yongzheng thought that there would be several struggles, and he was also ready to suffer, but he didn't expect the process to be so smooth.

"Damn, this is too evil. This incident was even more unexpected.

At this time, if someone is on the side, I am afraid that Xu Yongzheng's temperament has become a little sharp, and his eyes are quite hideous and fierce, and he wants to kill people tightly. The most bizarre thing is that there is a red mole the size of a mung bean in the middle of Xu Yongzheng's eyebrows, which is quite eye-catching, adding one or two points of inviolable heroism and majesty to Xu Yongzheng.

The killing realm has finally come to fruition. How far can Xu Yongzheng go on such a decisive path in such a big world? Xu Yongzheng doesn't know. He looked at the wooden tablet and drew five words with the Jin Ge sword, "Tomb of the Unknown", sprinkled with joy. Then he rammed it into the earth with one palm and left without looking back.