The world of Shura didn't give her time to deal with that Shura evil aura at all.

Immediately afterwards, two more corpses stood up on the ground. A dwarf armed with an axe, and a Bloodscale Shark who specializes in sound attacks. They were also transformed by Shura's evil qi, and they attacked Ye Luo from left to right.

Ye Luo immediately resisted.

In the process of fighting, she found that whether it was the Broken Winged Elf who attacked her for the first time, or the two dwarves and sharks, their cultivation was the pinnacle of a second-order mad warrior, slightly taller than herself, but not much.

With a leg whip, she kicked the dwarf apart. Shura's evil aura melted into her right leg.

With a knock on her back elbow, she hit the merman in the abdomen. Shura's evil aura melted into her elbow.

In this way, every time she defeats an enemy, the Shura evil qi that makes up the enemy will merge into her body.

One, two, three

Ten, fifty, hundred......

There is no end to the killing.

The killing intent accumulated in Ye Luo's heart is also getting stronger and stronger, and she has never been so hearty. She just wants to tear more enemies apart, she wants to see them in pain, she wants to devour all their power.

An extremely violent Shura artistic conception was released from her body.

The red breath, like blood, lingered around her slender body, and even her light-colored skirt was dyed blood red. The golden pupils were covered in blood again, and reason was getting farther and farther away from her.

Two hundred, three hundred, five hundred.

Never-ending killing. Her eyes turned blood-red.

She had forgotten what this place was, she had forgotten who she was, and there was only one thought in her head - kill! Kill! Kill!

Suddenly, a golden soul power flowed out of the soul altar in the center of her eyebrows, washing away the blood-colored murderous aura in her pupils for the second time. The red color dissipated, and the golden eyes appeared.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ye Luo regained consciousness.

She looked at herself, as more and more "corpses" around her stood up.

"Master, you were almost devoured by Shura's evil anger just now. Fortunately, you have forged a soul altar that can help you stay awake in times of crisis. The voice of the little nerve came from his shoulder, "You go ahead and kill, kill them all, devour them all, and your Shura will already get stronger and stronger." ”

Ye Luo nodded. Embattled.

She had roughly understood what was going on, and this was the trial in the path of asura. If the trialist can stay awake in the Shura Path and kill an enemy, he will be able to absorb a portion of his power. But there is also a price to absorbing power, that is, you have to bear the aura-evil aura of power.

If you can't bear it, you will be eaten by Shura's evil qi, lose yourself, die in the killing, and be teleported out by the secret realm.

Ye Luo couldn't help but be a little afraid: "This first-layer soul altar has really helped me too much."

She was relieved.

Keep killing.

Continue to devour the enemy.

Afraid of what? What if your eyes are red? What if the desire to kill is exhausted? As long as she still has a trace of sanity, the first layer of the soul altar will send out golden soul power to wash away the filth in her soul and restore her to normal.

Six hundred, seven hundred, eight hundred......

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand......

Ye Luo was so dark that she forgot the time, she still remembered herself - the self that gradually became stronger!