Qing Ji thought to himself, if he put aside the experience of being a human being in two lives, and the powerful soul power that is beyond the martial artists of his generation. If his martial arts state of mind is tenacious, stable, and unbreakable, I am afraid that it is far inferior to this young man.

Not only him, but also a transcendent and powerful man. When he really faces life and death, it is unknown whether he can be as calm as the red-robed young man from beginning to end.

You must know that as a martial artist, it is common to be fearless at critical moments, face difficulties, and even die generously.

However, the so-called fearlessness and fearlessness are, to put it bluntly, mostly calm on the surface.

But the feeling of this red-robed young man is very different.

Even from a distance of hundreds of zhang, Qingji can clearly perceive the tenacity and fearlessness of the other party's sincere nature when facing a strong enemy.

Even though he was chased by the Tiger Monster and was so embarrassed that his life hung by a thread, his heart never wavered in the slightest.

With this, it is no accident that the other party can grow into a world-strong person in the future.

Huo Di, Qingji had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He was ingested into this world of blood by the red-robed man, could it be just to let him watch this battle? Let him feel the strength of the red-robed young man's state of mind?

His current martial arts cultivation is completely lost, and the sea of souls cannot communicate. The martial arts state of mind that he thought was as solid as a rock was actually greatly damaged.

Especially in this lonely waiting, which was boundless and unable to carry out martial arts cultivation, his heart became even more restless.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the human-headed tiger monster and the red-robed boy just now, it attracted his mood. He was afraid that he would have committed suicide by throwing himself into the sea, lest his heart fall into irreparable madness.

At this moment, under the reflection of the red-robed young man's state of mind, Qing Ji suddenly felt a sense of self-shame and self-esteem.

If the red-robed young man were to be trapped on this narrow reef by changing places, I believe that he would not be as easily in his mood as he is now.

It's just that even if he understands all this deeply, Qingji still can't control himself. Just like now, the restlessness in his chest was strong again. And it is more and more intense, better than before.

Qingji didn't know that his eyes had turned bright red as blood. The kind of violent killing machine that is like a fierce beast that wants to choose people to devour is constantly accumulating and filling.

As the long silence passed, Qingji felt like his body was about to explode. He hoped that a tiger monster would appear in front of him to fight him, and even hoped for a big battle with the red-robed boy.

Bang la ......

The anxiety and furiousness accumulated in his heart had flowed through his body, and finally Qingji's thoughts and consciousness began to be blurred.

Just when he was about to lose the last shred of clarity, a void on the distant sea suddenly twisted, and a six-legged monster with a mouth and nose breathing fire and a body covered with golden scales suddenly appeared.

Appearing with it turned out to be the previous red-robed young man.

Only this time, although the other party still looks young. But compared with the previous time, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are obviously missing the kind of youth and immaturity that are the most difficult to erase as a teenager.

Instead, it added a lot of daunting bloody killing atmosphere.

"Kill!"

The red-robed young man's soft shouting was extremely far away and seemed to be extremely close, so strangely ringing in Qingji's ears.

He raised his broad-bladed broadsword in both hands and rushed towards the six-legged monster against the wind and waves.

His grim face still carries the kind of perseverance and firmness that is invincible in the face of any opponent.

Table tennis! Table tennis! Bang! Bang!

One man and one beast, a life-and-death battle on the sea of blood.

The martial arts cultivation of the red-robed young man has made significant progress compared to the last time. However, the six-legged monster with a mouth and nose that breathed fire was not comparable to the last human-headed tiger monster.

Its golden scales were incredibly hard, and the red-robed young man slashed several times, but only sparks flew around, and it could not damage the other party in the slightest.

In desperation, the red-robed young man unleashed a giant blade to launch a small attack, specifically beckoning to the monster's head, face, crotch and other vital places.

The monster became more and more furious, and the flames between its mouth and nose became more and more intense, almost igniting the surrounding void completely.

The boy was soon defeated, and was chased by the monster and fled.

The red robe on his body and the hair on his head were all scorched by the heat.

It's just that no matter how dangerous and embarrassing it is, the young man's eyes are always cold and clear, and the light of those clear eyes seems to last forever and will never be erased.

Qingji watched in a daze as the boy and the monster chased and fled, gradually disappearing out of sight.

The other party's state of mind is as ancient and indestructible as last time. But his state of mind has now fallen into a life-and-death Jedi where he will go crazy at any time.

Whew!

Meng Keri, Qing Ji roared at the sea in the distance.

Its sound was incessant, shaking through the boundless sea of blood.

If he could suddenly come to his senses, he would have been unbelievable that it was he who was making such a beastly roar.

Ke Qingji's consciousness was already blurred, and his mood was even more fragmented and chaotic.

Syllable!

Unconsciously, Qingji walked away from the reef and stepped on the surface of the sea of blood with one foot.

Syllable!

The other foot followed.

Whew!

An incomparably violent roar came from Qingji's mouth. He no longer had the slightest consciousness to wonder why he had lost all his cultivation, but he was able to step on the sea without falling.

He waved his arms like this, and ran away with a groaning scream.

In his frenzied and confused mind, there was only one thought now.

He had to catch up with the six-legged monster that breathed fire from his mouth and nose, and the red-robed boy whose state of mind was so calm and strong that he couldn't help but feel jealous.

He will kill them all. In the world of the sea of blood, only Uncle Qingji is the only one, and he is alone!

Qing Ji ran faster and faster, and the endless manic killing intent burned in his body. Finally, the figure of the red-robed young man appeared in front of him.

It's just another figure, but it's not the six-legged monster that breathes fire from its mouth and nose and is covered with golden scales just now.

Instead, he was replaced by an old man in green who wore a high crown and had no flesh on his face, only white miserable and bare bones.

Kill!

Qingji did not stop. Regardless of whether he is a monster or an old man, all the creatures that appear in front of him must be killed and wiped out.

But what made Qingji extremely angry was that no matter how hard he ran. The red-robed young man and the green-clothed old man who were fighting fiercely in front of him were always far away from him and out of reach.

This time, the red-robed boy's martial arts cultivation was even more exquisite. However, the old man in green was significantly stronger than the six-legged monster.

Not long after the battle, the red-robed young man was severely injured and almost died, so he had to flee in embarrassment again.

However, his demeanor as always made Deqingji even more annoyed.

He screamed and followed closely behind the old man in green, and went after the young man.

The void in front of him shook, and the scene changed again. The old man in green was gone, and the red-robed young man was fighting with a golden steel giant ape ten feet tall and holding a white bone stick.

Since then, countless scenes have appeared in turn in Qingji's constant chasing and running.

The red-robed young man was defeated again and again, and his opponents were stronger than one another.

(End of chapter)