Chapter 657: A Hymn to Killing

In the outside world, the Demon Gate appeared, and a billion Demon Swords were born, shaking the entire Demon Demon Land. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Countless warriors have gone to the top ten ancient cities.

The Land of Demon Evil, located at the junction of the four domains of Xuan Domain, Green Dragon Domain, Thunder Domain and Cloud Domain, there are countless martial artists from the Four Domains, and there are even many peerless demons.

In Beisha City, a black-robed man flew in quickly, and flew to the sky above Beisha City in an instant.

"Hey, hey, interesting!"

Looking at the demonic gate suspended in the air below, a cold laugh erupted from the black-robed youth's mouth.

"When I get the magic sword and dedicate it to the hall master, it will be easier to take down the entire Dongzhou. ”

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In the city of hell, two young people arrived together.

The thunder flashed on the two of them, containing a powerful thunder power, even if they were thousands of feet apart, they could feel the powerful power of thunder.

"Senior brother, the secret of the Demon Demon Monument has been revealed!"

"This is our chance, go, let's go in!"

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In Ancient Demon City, a black figure came to the bottom of the Demon Gate.

The figure was also dressed in a black robe, and its face was covered with a black veil, so that it could not be seen clearly.

But under this person's wide black robe, the silhouette of the body is quite slender and convex, and it is obvious that this is a woman.

"Billion Demon Sword, this is my clan's chance to get out of trouble!"

A cold voice came from the black-robed mouth, and then the black-robed figure flashed and rushed into the Demon Gate.

At the same time, among the ten ancient cities of the Demon Evil Land, strong people from all sides continued to arrive and rushed into the Demon Gate one after another.

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"Kill!"

The martial soul could be used, Su Mo's confidence increased greatly, and he continued to urge the martial soul and killed wildly.

At this moment, as Su Mo Xiuwei recovered to the Spirit Martial Realm, his devouring power was also rapidly increasing.

Under the shroud of Su Mo's devouring power, anyone who cultivated below him had almost no power to resist, and even exploded and died.

Some people whose cultivation was slightly higher than him were also greatly affected by the devouring power, and they couldn't compete with Su Mo at all.

Su Mo's cultivation is recovering quickly.

Lingwu realm double!

Lingwu Realm Triple!

Lingwu Realm Fivefold!

Lingwu Realm Sixfold!

Just the kung fu of tea, Su Mo's cultivation has reached the sixfold realm of the Spirit Martial Realm.

"Die!"

The sword light flashed, the sword qi broke through the air, and a middle-aged man ten zhang away was instantly killed by Su Mo!

Su Mo put away the storage ring and continued to kill.

There were so many dead people in this place that the corpses had already piled up, leaving behind a large number of storage rings.

Su Mo even wanted to stop killing and pick up the storage ring, but he couldn't, he had to recover his strength quickly.

Otherwise, the strength is not strong enough, and it is very dangerous here.

Sou!

At this moment, Su Mo saw a middle-aged man in a brocade robe rise into the sky and fly directly towards the magic sword in the distance.

This person is none other than Yin Tianqiu's father, Yin Qingyuan, the city lord of Tiansha City, who has recovered to the True Spirit Realm cultivation.

Yin Qingyuan's body took off into the air, and his speed was extremely fast, and he flew out for dozens of miles in an instant.

At this moment, a dazzling fist burst out of the air from another direction, piercing through the air and hitting Yin Qingyuan directly.

"Shattered!"

Yin Qingyuan shouted when he saw this, and slammed his palm into the fist, and the huge palm print instantly collided with the fist.

Rumble!

With a bang, the energy exploded, and Yin Qingyuan's advancing figure was suddenly shocked back.

"Haha! Yin Qingyuan, there is an old man here, you don't want to get the magic sword!"

A tall old man with a gloomy face laughed, and his figure also rose to the sky, rushing towards the magic sword from one direction.

"The King of the Earth's Evils!" Yin Qingyuan's eyes lit up when he saw this person, because this person was one of the ten ancient cities of the Devil's Land, the city lord of the Earthshatter City, the King of the Earth's Evil Spirits.

"Hmph, if you want to get the magic sword, we'll see the real chapter under our hands!" Yin Qingyuan snorted coldly, struck again, and attacked the Earth Demon King in the air.

Then the two fought with each other, fighting wildly, and no one could help anyone.

Just when the two were fighting frantically, many people's cultivation had recovered to the True Spirit Realm, and they all took off into the air and rushed towards the magic sword.

However, no one wants to let others take the lead, and whoever rushes faster will be attacked by others.

For a while, everyone was pinned down by each other.

The melee opened again, all kinds of lights continued to shine, and explosions came and went.

Whoever it was was was the enemy, so the battle was chaotic.

Su Mo glanced at the battle in the sky, and now there were hundreds of people who had recovered to the True Spirit Realm cultivation.

Most of them are strong people of the older generation, and many of them are in the Martial King Realm.

Although these people's cultivation has been suppressed, their combat experience and use of martial arts are far superior to others.

In the battle of the same level, those ordinary True Xuan Realm martial artists, or True Gang Realm martial artists, were not their opponents at all, so they could take the lead in recovering to the True Spirit Realm.

Among these people, there are also a small number of young generations, such as Yin Tianqiu, whose cultivation has also recovered to the True Spirit Realm.

"It's coming!"

The murderous intent in Su Mo's eyes boiled, and it only took him a moment to recover to the True Spirit Realm cultivation.

"Kill!" Continuing to urge the Devouring Martial Soul, Su Mo turned on the killing mode again, and within the scope of his Devouring Power, he was an invincible existence.

Snort!!

Countless sword qi frantically strangled in all directions, and Su Mo killed dozens of people in one round of attacks.

Whoosh!!

Su Mo's big hand reached out again and again, grabbed in all directions, and he put away the storage rings one by one.

In fact, if it weren't for the purpose of collecting the storage ring, Su Mo's recovery speed would not be slower than Yin Qingyuan and the others.

At this time, Su Mo's body shook again, and his cultivation recovered again, reaching the seventh level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

"What's the matter, why hasn't the martial soul been promoted yet?" Su Mo frowned, he hadn't forgotten his martial soul.

After killing for such a long time, he devoured a large number of martial souls, whether it was the people killed by him, or the people around him who were killed by others, the martial souls were basically devoured by him.

Although they are basically ground-level martial souls, devouring so many martial souls, they can't even make his devouring martial souls advance?

This couldn't help but make Su Mo's heart sink, because his Devouring Martial Soul had already devoured too many beast souls, and he couldn't advance!

If the martial soul that devours others now can't be promoted, then his devouring martial soul may never be able to advance!

"Could it be that the power of the martial soul is suppressed and cannot be broken through?"

Su Mo secretly guessed that he didn't want to believe that his martial soul could no longer advance.

"Kill!"

Leaning less, Su Mo immediately threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and started killing again.

However, although there is already a river of blood and corpses piling up here, there are more and more warriors gathered.

Su Mo found that there were many strongmen in the rear, and killing a martial artist of the same rank was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Su Mo didn't dare to slack off, and immediately sped up the speed of killing.

The devouring power envelops one side, the sword is flashing, the blood is flying, and the screams are echoing, this is a hymn to killing!

In this space, there is no mercy, no hatred, no love, and some are just simple killing.

(To be continued.) )