In an instant, the emotions of killing and fury began to fill Jun Weiran's mind, making Jun Weiran have a desire to kill all the creatures in front of him, and then a blood-colored light began to appear in Jun Weiran's eyes, this is not Jun Weiran's secret method blood eyes, but this killing intent seems to begin to invade Jun Weiran's soul and manifest it in his eyes, after all, eyes are the window of human souls.

And in Jun Weiran's mind, a blood-colored world appeared, in this world there appeared all kinds of killing scenes, blood-stained blue sky, white bones all over the ground, corpses thousands of miles, a huge blood-colored lake appeared, like a sea of blood, it should not be said that the ocean of blood was born with the continuous killing, Jun Weiran was on the battlefield, the bloody scene is not unseen, but compared with this is really a big deal, the colorless and tasteless air has actually become blood-colored air, And the blood-colored air is filled with a particularly rich and pungent smell of blood, the smell of blood is so heavy that it is hard to believe that it is necessary to kill hundreds of millions of living beings to have this kind of scene, and the breath here makes people smell and vomit, and almost vomit out of Jun Weiran's body instinctively.

Jun Weiran really couldn't stand this scene, and felt like he was caught in this kind of scene, to kill, to incarnate as a killing god and slaughter everything in front of him, struggling. Biting the tip of his tongue suddenly, the severe pain made Jun Weiran sober up a little, but a stream of killing breath continued to impact Jun Weiran's soul, Jun Weiran tried his best to restrain his mind, but the flames of tyrannical emotions in his heart continued to burn, Jun Weiran wanted to vent out, but he couldn't find the door, and felt that his whole body began to burn under the tyrannical flame.

Suddenly, Jun Weiran's whole body blood was stimulated by this tyrannical emotion, and the secret technique "Blood Boiling" operated independently, extinguishing the flames of this tyrannical emotion, and suddenly Jun Weiran felt like he had gone from hell to heaven, and he died comfortably.

Now Jun Weiran knows why the screams are coming, it turns out that he can't stand the stimulation.

"It's good that I survived, otherwise my soul would have been polluted under the impact of the bloody aura, and then assimilated by the killing breath, turning into an unintelligent monster who only knows how to kill, it's a bit far-fetched to say that it's a monster, because it's still in human form, so it's more appropriate to say it's a walking dead."

Jun Weiran did guess correctly, the human beings in the outside world who did not survive began to change one by one.

This will Jun Weiran's consciousness in the blood boiling secret art all restored, the brain of the kind of killing scene is constantly dissolved, now it is difficult to affect Jun Weiran's mind, and in the end, with the passage of time, Jun Weiran's red eyes have also regained their original clarity, when the first picture is eliminated, in Jun Weiran's soul is left with a pure and rich breath, so that Jun Weiran is sideways.

"This is the killing air?" Jun Wei was shocked, he didn't expect to get it after eliminating those surprises.

This killing gas is really hard to find, not to mention how precious it is, because the killing gas and its bloody place can be formed for various reasons, and it is impossible to copy it artificially, it is said that there is a killing god who once killed 300,000 people without getting a trace of killing gas, this kind of thing is born and raised, but it can not be sought, and if there is no special carrier to carry it after formation, the killing gas will slowly dissipate in the air, it can be said that Jun Wei took the shit luck.

This is what people say that if you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a blessing. I happen to have a secret technique that can borrow the killing qi, and I want to use my blood as a material to refine a weapon, which can temporarily carry this killing qi, and wait until there is a suitable container to fuse it in the future to form a peerless divine weapon, haha. ”

Jun Weiran said to do it, the secret technique was running, the blood on his body rioted, and then Jun Weiran hammered to the chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then on the wrists of both hands, the blood in the veins shot out, it was the same root and the same origin, and the blood fused together in the blink of an eye, the blood was under Jun Weiran's control, a small and cute knife was formed, with the input of Jun Weiran's blood, the knife began to get bigger, but the speed was as slow as a turtle.

As Jun Weiran expected, the blood in his whole body was not enough to support the refining of weapons, so when Jun Weiran felt that he had lost too much blood, a small blood dragon with the thickness of a wrist appeared, and the red light disappeared in a flash, and then appeared in front of him, seeing the little blood dragon holding a bean-sized blood pill in his mouth, and then Jun Weiran took a mouth, and the little blood dragon put the blood pill into Jun Weiran's mouth, which melted in his mouth, and the lost blood was instantly replenished, and Jun Weiran continued to infuse the blood volume.

When the knife became the size of a normal knife, Jun stopped majestically.

"Burn"

Then Jun Weiran controlled the blood to burn, and quenched the blood-colored long knife, and the blood-colored long knife slowly became smaller under the tempering of the blood flame, and the garbage in the blood after refining was burned by the blood flame as fuel.

In the end, the blood-colored long knife turned into a small knife, but the small knife was a little larger than the newly formed small knife, Jun Weiran stopped quenching, and then let his blood merge into the quenched knife, and the small knife continued to grow in size, becoming a long knife.

Jun Weiran stopped again, during which Jun Weiran also took a blood pill to replenish blood, and the blood flame appeared again, refining the long knife, and then letting the blood merge, and then refining again, over and over again.

In the end, the blood-colored long knife did not change under the tempering of the blood flame, Jun Weiran only then accepted the blood flame, stopped the blood transfusion, between the repeated quenching, Jun Weiran shared more than a dozen blood pills to replenish the lost blood, and now there are less than five left, thinking of this, Jun Weiran is a pain in the flesh, but seeing the blood-colored long knife in front of him that seems to have blood flowing feels worthwhile, even if it is willing to let Jun Weiran use all the blood pills to exchange.

The blood-colored long knife is the same as the general hand knife, but its back is thick, the blade is sharp, the tip of the knife is flat, not protruding forward, the handle is straight, and there is a knife ring behind the handle.

The more Jun Weiran looked at it, the more he liked it, and occasionally a stream of autumn water crossed by, and he couldn't help but stroke the blade, and said in a trance: "If there is no blood pill, I don't dare to refine you even if I have ten guts, you can eat too much, and now you are the last step, I hope you are really as the secret art says." ”

After saying that, Jun Weiran held the handle of the knife fiercely, and stabbed his body at once, this was to self-harm, when the blood-colored long knife entered Jun Weiran's body, the blood-colored long knife let out a Dao Dao knife groan, and a blood-colored breath gushed out.

Jun Weiran watched the long knife enter his body, a sharp pain entered the soul, and then his face turned pale, and the blood-colored breath from the knife turned into a huge suction force that rushed straight into the abnormal breath in Jun Weiran's soul, as if he saw extremely delicious food, the killing qi that was originally floating in the depths of Jun Weiran's soul may have felt the crisis and began to struggle, the two fought evenly in Jun Weiran's soul, and no one could help anyone, and they were stalemate for a while.

This can hurt Jun Weiran, the soul really can't bear the toss of the two, a mouthful of blood can't help but spray straight to the blood-colored knife handle, the knife handle doesn't seem to dislike, directly absorbed this mouthful of blood, the knife body suddenly shook slightly, as if taking a big tonic, the knife groaned, the blood-colored qi and blood gushed out wildly, the suction suddenly turned into a whirlpool, the suction increased greatly, and the abnormal breath was sucked into the knife without any resistance.

After absorbing the killing qi, the blood-colored long knife actually broke away from Jun Weiran's control, flying into the air and trembling, the blood-colored light on the knife kept flickering, and the shape began to change, the sound of the knife still continued to sound, Jun Weiran felt that he had taken a blood pill to recover from his injury, and now Jun Weiran didn't know what to do, only knew that now the blood-colored long knife was fusing with that killing qi, and he could only watch quietly, waiting for the final result.

Just under Jun Weiran's continuous attention, the blood-colored long knife finally completed the final transformation, and saw a blood-colored long knife about three feet long appeared in front of Jun Weiran, it took the form of a blood dragon as the handle, only to see a majestic blood dragon open its mouth wide, a blood blade spit out from the dragon's mouth, several dragon teeth penetrated the blood blade to fix it firmly, two blood-colored eyes looked directly at the knife body, and the blood dragon's body was bent and bent, and the dragon scales flashed, which can be very good and the hand friction to prevent the knife body from getting out of the hand, The first two dragon claws firmly grasped the blood blade, and the last two dragon claws were spread out horizontally, just as a baffle, which was really bloody and gorgeous, full of strange beauty.

Jun Weiran looked at this extremely gorgeous and murderous long knife, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Hehe, you use blood as the carrier, the blade is full of killing breath, and you have a blood dragon guard, then you will be named after blood killing, and from now on you will call it the Blood Killing Dragon Knife." ”

The Blood Killing Dragon Knife seemed to accept his name, and began to groan in Jun Weiran's hand, Jun Weiran didn't expect this one to have such spirituality, and then the blood on his body was all restrained, which made Jun Weiran secretly surprised.

Jun Weiran put down the Blood Dragon Killing Dragon Knife and released the other two little blood dragons, and then Jun Weiran let the two little blood dragons go out to see the situation in the outside world.

Jun Weiran was taken aback by the external phenomena he saw with the help of the little blood dragon's vision, and couldn't help but shout: "How is this possible, so many walking dead, this is a blood pattern?" If it wasn't for the bloody aura that had stopped gushing out, how could it be that blood streaks appeared so quickly, could it be that a few hours had passed since the outbreak? No wonder there are no people on the streets, it's all these walking dead. ”