Seeing such a terrifying phenomenon, the martial artists of the entire Purple Cloud Empire were suddenly frightened to the point that their faces turned pale, and they all stood stunned on the spot.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill him!"

Emperor Ziyun, who was fighting with Qiqi in the distance, saw that Jing Wudao's injuries were beginning to show signs of recovery, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he said angrily.

If Jing Wudao recovers and escapes, then the consumption of the two precious temple props of the Purple Cloud Empire will be in vain, and it will also offend Jing Wudao, a peerless demon, and the Purple Cloud Empire may overturn at any time.

Therefore, Emperor Ziyun had to be in a hurry.

"Kill!"

Emperor Ziyun gave an order, and this group of warriors of the Purple Cloud Empire did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and after bursting out a word full of murderous intent, they rushed towards Jing Wudao.

"Hahaha, just because you want my life too?"

"Even on this day, I won't be able to die, let alone you!"

"I'm going to show you how good I am today. ”

Jing Wudao indifferently glanced around at the crowd of people who were killing him.

"Let me see how many martial artists you can kill in the Purple Cloud Empire!"

Jing Wudao, whose injuries had healed a little bit, didn't say anything more, then picked up the Qilin Fire Sword in his hand, took a lightning step, and resolutely rushed towards the crowd.

The whirring sword blade turned into a sword aura full of sky, enveloping everyone in it.

In the violent collision of true qi, the roaring explosion sound was continuously resounded in the sky.

In the sword light, countless blood flowers bloomed, filling the void, miserable and beautiful.

Jing Wudao's tactics are very rude, all of them are not dodging, exchanging lives for lives, exchanging injuries for injuries, brave and invincible, and infinite killing intent.

And when he killed the warriors of the Purple Cloud Empire, he immediately released the Burning Sky Flame and burned their corpses to restore his true qi and heal his injuries.

"Haha, refreshing!"

"I didn't expect that I was born with a bloodthirsty instinct in my bones, and how much I crave blood!"

The more he killed, the more Jing Wudao found that his desire for this kind of killing became stronger and stronger.

It seems that he was born a man of no means with a strong desire to kill.

"Whew!".

The powerful True Qi frantically impacted the encirclement of the Purple Cloud Empire's martial artists, every swing of the sword, every step he took, blood splashed everywhere, and countless scars appeared on his body in an instant.

But these scars were completely ignored by Jing Wudao, and he didn't care, there was only one word in his heart now, that is, "kill", keep killing, kill like crazy.

Jing Wudao turned into a peerless murder weapon at this time, frantically harvesting the lives of this Purple Cloud Empire warrior.

The endless killing made Jing Wudao's whole body covered by blood, and he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, and he completely became a bloody existence.

The Purple Cloud Empire's martial artists, who were originally a team of hundreds of people, disappeared more than half of them in less than a quarter of an hour.

Jing Wudao, who had been pressed and beaten by many martial artists of the Purple Cloud Empire before, as time went by, he was mainly anti-guest, frantically chasing the martial artists of the Purple Cloud Empire to kill.

Those who belong to the nobility, the guardian of the warriors, the great warriors, the warriors, the warriors.

At this time, under the sword of Jing Wudao, like a lost dog, he had already lost his fighting spirit, and fled frantically, screaming madly.

"Devil!"

"Crazy, crazy, he's the devil!"

"No, don't kill me!"

......

Even though they were all powerful warriors with hard hearts, in the face of Jing Wudao, a killing devil who exchanged injuries for injuries, life for life, became more and more courageous the more he fought, and every sword shot cost human life, he had already been frightened, threw away his armor, and fled frantically.

In their lives, they have seen such perverted and murderous people there, they are simply devils who have come out of hell.

"Hahaha, killing is my favorite path in my life, how fascinating he is. ”

At this time, Jing Wudao had already fallen into the killing and could not extricate himself.

In his eyes, killing had now become an art, a spiritual pleasure.

That killing, brutal instinct slowly penetrated into his bone marrow......

Of course, at this time, Jing Wudao has a deeper understanding of the perverted cognition of "Burning the Sky".

Fighting to nourish the war, the serious injuries that were on the verge of death before, now after a bloody battle, not only have the injuries healed, the more they fight, the more courageous they become, and the bottleneck of their cultivation has faintly shown signs of breakthrough.

After all, in the midst of the crazy bloody battle, Jing Wudao didn't know how many martial artists he had refined and how much energy he had absorbed into his body.

Although most of his injuries were healed, and only the corpses of the Great Martial Master and the Martial King could allow him to advance to cultivation, he had also killed ten Great Martial Artists, and more or less a little energy was used to improve his cultivation, and his cultivation gradually reached a bottleneck.

"The dragon is in the sky!"

A terrifying aura suddenly rose from Jing Wudao's Qilin Divine Arm, and then a set of screaming dragon-shaped true qi condensed.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending were originally a battle skill of opening and closing, but at this time, with the blessing of the Qilin Divine Arm, the power has been even higher.

"Whew!!"

"Boom !!"

A fierce bright light shone across the earth, and a deafening explosion shook the sky.

"No ......!"

A four-star martial king, who was enough to be the guardian of the second-level civilization empire, glanced at Jing Wudao with desperate eyes, let out an unwilling cry, and was directly bombarded by the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to smithereens.

At this time, Jing Wudao, who had completely recovered, was stronger than the Ziyun Emperor, and he was just a four-star martial king. It can be defeated with one move.

After the death of this four-star martial king of the Purple Cloud Empire, a flame immediately incinerated his body, and then turned into a cloud of energy and injected into Jing Wudao's body.

The bottleneck, which was already close to the critical point, broke through in an instant, and Jing Wudao's cultivation of the Water Dao Qucheng entered the eight-star great martial artist, and the overall momentum was also a little stronger.

"What?"

"Breakthrough in battle?"

The faces of the Purple Cloud Emperor and the Purple Cloud Ancestor in the distance changed greatly.

The opponent not only recovered from his injuries in the battle, but also made a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Because the Qilin Divine Arm can spray Qilin flames, the Qilin Battle Armor, and the Qilin Fire Sword are all covered with Qilin flames, and the way Jing Wudao used the Burning Sky Flame to burn corpses to obtain energy was well disguised, so the Ziyun Emperor and the Ziyun Ancestor did not discover this secret.

Besides, they didn't think about this unheard of thing, and they didn't dare to imagine such an extremely perverted and almost non-existent thing.

Seeing that Jing Wudao had fully recovered at this time, Qi Qi also let out a roar of joy, and then flew up to Jing Wudao's body and became Jing Wudao's mount again.

Seeing Qi Qi flying over, Jing Wudao took a volley step and landed on Qi Qi's body.

At this time, Jing Wudao, who was covered with coagulated blood, like a terrifying bloody man, was full of killing intent and domineering momentum, with a look of disdain, facing the Ziyun Emperor and the Ziyun Ancestor, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I said that I won't be able to die this day, let alone your Purple Cloud Empire!"

"No one wants my life, only I want someone else's life!"

"What about the Ancestor?" Looking at Jing Wudao, who was even more imposing than just now, the Ziyun Emperor looked at the Ziyun Ancestor with an ugly face and asked.

Immediately, Ziyun Ancestor gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed on his old face.

"Use the last hole card of the Purple Cloud Empire, you must destroy him, otherwise my Purple Cloud Empire will probably cease to exist!"