507.Chapter 507

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The sound of slashing, the terrible howl, the crazy grin, the blood and the fire are one color, and they are more vivid with each other. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The fire burned until the early morning of the next day, and the rich smell of blood wafted through the valley, except for the occasional crackling splash of Martian words, and the Sihua Villa was dead silent, and there was not a single living thing.

Li Xiaoyue led a few indifferent black-clothed men to gallop silently through the woods, and at the back of their team, there was a smaller figure than when they came, wearing a black cat-faced mask.

Compared with these people who came out of the blood refining alive, her steps were still shallow and there was some movement, and the killing and bloody aura on her body was not as cold and rich as theirs, but between her leaps, she looked especially strange and light, sometimes like a cat, sometimes like a snake, and her posture and steps were not like ordinary people, like a wandering spirit.

The black cat-faced mask, with rough workmanship, was like the kunai dagger she held tightly in her right hand, and it seemed that it had been carefully polished by herself.

However, although it is rough, it is not smooth, on the contrary, the texture of the metal seems to be attached to a layer of pitted stone chips, which is the result of long-term polishing, although the master's craftsmanship is really not flattering, but the crimson stained on the blade makes this nondescript dagger suddenly look strange.

Bloody and secret, Bingfeng hides itself!

"She should participate in blood love, so that she can gain stronger talent and strength and do things for the sect master!" Li Xiaoyue, who was already fanatically regarded Qin Hao as his true god, made a decision.

And the cat's decision did not disappoint him, the other party only hesitated slightly, and then agreed.

"Good!" Li Xiaoyue turned his head and glanced at it, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that Cat Face might have some connection with the Sect Master, and it was more likely that in his opinion, participating in the "Blood Refining" itself was a supreme honor.

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At the same moment when the Sihua Mountain Villa was destroyed, the smoke and dust from the fire drifted all the way with the southwest wind, until the dusk of the second day, and then drifted leisurely to a canyon.

Beneath the canyon is a deep tunnel that winds like a long, twisted snake.

Li Zong walked towards the canyon with a sword alone.

Overhead, the passage is not very large, only two or three meters wide, only for one or two people to walk together, at this moment the sunset is getting closer and closer to the horizon, and the light is even dimmer.

This canyon is hidden in the valley, thousands of meters long, but there is a hole inside.

The roaring sound can be heard from afar, and on the cliff wall, like a white waterfall, rushing down, like ten thousand horses galloping, plunging into the pool below, splashing all over the sky.

The waterhole flows outwards and converges into a small lake that resembles a mirror, sparkling and reflecting the gray sky, making the original paradise-like scenery oppressive and dreary.

Just beside the small lake, three strange men in earthy yellow cloaks stood motionless by the lake, and there was no expression on their waxy cheeks, just like sculptures made of wax.

There is another old man standing respectfully behind the three ghosts of the loess, the old man has white hair like snow, his beard is like frost, his old face is crawling with wrinkles, as if he has been engraved by the years, the knife is profound, the clothes are ordinary, and he is dressed in shabby clothes, like an old man from a fisherman, but at this moment, his eyes are staring at the direction of the first line of heaven from time to time, as if he is waiting for something, it is the sect master of the first line of heaven Cheng Yidao.

In less than two days, successively the Lion Gate, the Wind and Sand Sect was washed in blood by the Blood Shura Li Zong, and the two sects were almost alive, and then the news came together with the three ghosts of the loess that the general learned that the next target of the Blood Shura was a line of heaven.

Just when Cheng Yidao was thinking wildly, the three ghosts of loess suddenly turned around in unison, looked in the direction of a line of sky, and a black figure was slowly walking in.

The black clothes on Li Zong's body have been dyed maroon, to be exact, the plasma has dried up and coagulated, and when he is walking at this moment, the clothes will make an unnatural clicking sound, and some subtle blood clots will fall from the clothes.

In the past two days, he has traveled hundreds of miles, barely having a moment to rest, destroying two factions in a row, killing people without counting, and countless scars on his body, his whole person is exhausted to the extreme at the moment, but the same kind of condensed and indissolvable blood and killing intent on his body have also reached an unprecedented peak.

Blood Shura, Blood Shura, covered in blood, when he comes out of the blood, is his strongest moment.

The exhaustion of his body, the breathing of every pore seems to be magnified, every nerve is like a leather band that is tensed to the extreme, his spirit is extremely concentrated, the black eyes of the magatama are constantly spinning rapidly, and a black pattern looms on the neck.

The momentum is still rising, and every time Li Zong takes a step forward, the cold and bloodthirsty momentum on his body trembles violently, making his whole person just walk step by step, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

And this feeling of danger is still climbing incredibly sharply.

He couldn't remember any bullshit missions in his mind for a long time, and he didn't remember why he was here, his thoughts were a little confused, and the only thing he still had was the idea of killing everyone in the sky.

Bloodthirsty, killing, killing... He was like a grim reaper walking in blood donation, his breath was full of the smell of blood, and the pupils in his eyes became more and more scarlet.

"A glimmer of heaven ... Kill, kill every living creature you see! ”

The voice like a dream, as if hypnotized over and over again, came out of Li Zong's mouth and said it to his ears.

"It's coming!"

The three ghosts of loess looked at Li Zong quietly, with their eyesight, they could naturally see that something was wrong with the people, but they were not in a hurry to make a move, they had their confidence.

The strength of Blood Shura lies in his cruel thirst for killing, and in his strange and inexplicable many psionic skills, but these, in the eyes of the three ghosts of the loess, are just small tricks.

In front of the weak, it will naturally be infinitely magnified by its horror, and in front of the real strong, it is just a touch of collapse.

Without him, just because, Li Zong's own realm is too weak, the peak of the fourth order... It is comparable to the strength of the sect master of the small sect, but for a sixth-order powerhouse like them, he can be crushed to death with a single finger.

From the moment the Blood Shura stepped into the first line of heaven, in the eyes of the three ghosts of loess, the other party was already a dead person.

The only thing they have to do is to easily defeat the opponent at the moment when the opponent is at their most powerful, and capture the opponent alive, so as to deter the Qingyun Sect and show the strength of the general.

is just a sect, and it is also worthy of competing with the general, and it is not possible to get tired of it!

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