"It turns out that what you are cultivating is actually the remnants of blood nerves, such a demonic exercise, mutilating your life, you actually did not hesitate, it seems that your soul has long fallen into darkness and cannot be saved." Fang Xu looked at the cold-blooded man, who seemed to be a god high above, indifferently watching the demon play tricks with ghosts, very detached.

This made the cold-blooded man feel extremely unhappy.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at? How dare you underestimate me? It's just stupid, it can be described as a frog at the bottom of the well, and I don't know how big the sky is. Cold-blooded Hao snorted coldly: "Okay, I'll capture you and let you understand that you need to be cautious in your words and deeds, and you must be self-aware, don't be too arrogant, if you are too arrogant, you will kill yourself." ”

Rumble!

Cold-blooded Hao's body suddenly erupted with a cluster of blue-black brilliance, this is the perfect bronze force that only the peak of forging bones has, reaching the extreme of bronze, very pure and vast, and even Fang Xu saw that there was still a silver brilliance swimming inside, obviously transforming towards the silver force.

This cold-blooded man is indeed not far from the realm of the master of condensation.

However, this did not attract Fang Xu's attention, what caught his attention was the blood-colored rays of light in the cold-blooded Hero's Force. It seems that the blood vessels of the human body are crisscrossed and entangled.

Fang Xu's spiritual power was incomparably powerful, and through the spirit, that is, the eye of the soul, he immediately saw that inside the force of the cold-blooded hero, there was endless life, anger, and resentment.

And among them, countless unjust souls are howling and roaring, and there is a smell of great grievances, great pain, and great terror in the air, and even rushing left and right, as if they are biting the cold-blooded hero.

It's a curse.

The instinct that comes from the soul is the countless people who have been brutally murdered by the cold-blooded hero, and the unwilling resentment before death gathers, entwined in his body day and night, to devour and tear his soul into pieces, drag him into the endless void, and sink forever.

It's a pity that cold-blooded heroes practice blood nerves.

This is an ancient demonic path technique, which is very evil and powerful.

The condensed blood demon definitely has a huge lethal power for the soul and spirit energy, and these countless curses of the unjust souls not only did not harm the cold-blooded hero, but were all captured and imprisoned in the blood-blooded demon by him, as a means to kill the enemy himself.

In the future, the more people he killed, the more powerful this soul curse became, and eventually it became a great killing weapon.

It can even directly curse someone's soul in the air, causing his qi and blood to shrink and collapse, and the soul cannot stop in the body, and directly enters the void, being pulled and devoured, turning into the power of the curse.

"Good means!" Seeing this scene, Fang Xu also had to feel that although this cold-blooded man was an enemy and was mad, he was actually a genius, if he could take the right path, he might be a member of human civilization in the future.

It's a pity that now that he has embarked on the evil path and the devil's path, there is a tendency to become a big devil.

Fang Xu couldn't tolerate his existence anymore.

"Blood Demon Great Handprint, capture this person for me, devour the essence blood and soul, and never be able to live forever!"

Cold-blooded Hao suddenly shouted, and his palm grabbed towards Fang Xu.

Bang!

Suddenly, the Force around him was like a river surging, lava erupted, and suddenly burst out, and at the same time, the surrounding bloody qi was also frantically condensed, just in an instant, the Force of the cold-blooded man turned into a blood-red energy, forming a blood-colored energy palm more than ten meters in size, and slammed towards Fang Xu.

"You want to capture me? It's a dream. Fang Xu smiled faintly, not thinking at all: "Qi and blood rush into the sky, scorching like fire, turn into an oven, burn evil spirits!" ”

He shouted, and immediately a stream of blood-red energy erupted from his body, but this was Fang Xu's qi and blood power, mighty, containing blazing heat, righteous and strong, not some evil demonic way.

Airplanes!

The boiling qi and blood rushed like a tide, and suddenly condensed an oven, shattering countless air, almost tearing the vacuum, and smashing the blood-red energy hand.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the cold-blooded hero's blood demon handprint was immediately blocked, and the blood energy on it suddenly differentiated into infinite tentacles, wrapping around Fang Xu's qi and blood oven, exuding a violently corrosive devouring force, wanting to decompose this qi and blood oven.

If it succeeds, it will definitely be a huge blow to Fang Xu.

Because the blood-demon mudra of the cold-blooded hao is a kind of killing technique obtained by practicing the blood nerve, it is to release the force, cooperate with the blood demon, and transform it into a kind of blood demon energy, so to speak, it is a foreign object, and the connection with the body, in addition to the spiritual power of manipulation, that is, a line of force involvement.

But Fang Xu is different, what he burst out is the amount of qi and blood power from the physical body, and qi and blood are the source of human life, without qi and blood, people will definitely not survive, and will turn into dried corpses.

He is tantamount to using his source of life to fight the enemy and kill the enemy.

If the Qi and Blood Oven was really corroded and swallowed by the Blood Demon Great Handprint and assimilated, then Fang Xu would immediately be seriously injured, his whole body would be shriveled, his vitality would wither, he would lose his strength, and he would not be able to resist.

"Blood nerves, blood in the world, condense blood light, kill all directions, suppress everything!"

Cold-blooded Hao is also a cultivator, and when he saw this at a glance, he immediately violently destroyed the Blood Demon Great Handprint, and the blood nerves operated at high speed, constantly transforming into pure Blood Demon energy.

"The soul who died at my hand, those ghosts who died in vain in pain, the person in front of you is your real enemy, all the pain and darkness he caused to you, now, devour his soul and take revenge! Curse of the Soul! Give me a crackdown! ”

Cold-blooded Hao didn't think it was safe enough, so he actually summoned his spiritual power, destroying the terrifying soul curse that was imprisoned in the blood demon energy, chanting in a strange tone, as if summoning spirits, as if praying, and as if confusing and seducing, so that the endless resentment in it was fierce, and they all flew out, one by one, and descended towards Fang Xu, wanting to devour his soul.

At the same time, the Qi and Blood Oven was almost completely captured by the Blood Demon Great Handprint, and it was frantically refined, and the majestic energy and the masculine energy of the human body on it continued to weaken, the temperature decreased, and even gradually shrunk, and it was almost about to be polluted.

And in the void, there were countless unjust souls, condensed and swirled, becoming strange and distorted soul words, which instantly appeared in front of Fang Xu, rushed into his eyebrows, and bombarded his consciousness space wildly.

These words suddenly converged and became a terrifying soul demon, but the next moment they collapsed, turning into two incomparably complex and distorted, life-threatening terrifying words, which seemed to be the word "curse", and there was an aura of catastrophe with nowhere to escape and certain death.

In an instant, Fang Xu actually fell into a desperate death situation.

If you are a little negligent, you may die, and your body and spirit will be destroyed, and you will never recover.

"Actually used bloody power against me?" Fang Xu's face was indifferent, and in his eyes, he was still like an ancient well, and he couldn't even see the slightest panic: "It just so happens that since I was reborn, the level of physical strength is too low, I can only use sword qi, but I can't use sword intent, the blood qi of the bloody blade killing sword can't be condensed, it's just right to borrow your hand to reunite the sword intent." ”

In an instant, Fang Xu condensed all the spirit, qi and blood, and the force, the trinity, the energy in the entire human body, highly condensed and concentrated, and constantly purified, the deepest part of the consciousness space, in the spiritual ocean, the vague soul phantom, suddenly opened his eyes, and one of the monstrous and vast wills flashed away, accompanied by the sword light.

Sonor!

The sound of the sword echoed, and in Fang Xu's brain, an invisible fluctuation permeated, pouring into the qi and blood oven.

In the next moment, the entire Qi and Blood Oven collapsed and turned into a blood-colored sword the size of a grain of rice, which was densely covered with countless talisman characters, and the whole was completely composed of blood and qi compressed to the extreme.

This is the prototype of bloody qi.

The power of qi and blood is the foundation, supplemented by spirit and the force, and the blood and evil qi are blended, highly compressed and condensed, becoming a kind of gang qi that is stronger than steel, and the power is huge.

However, it can't last for a long time now, because the Blood Evil Qi is not an ordinary means, it belongs to the level of the king level, although Fang Xu has the will of the king, but the strength level of the physical body is too low to support it, and the slightest use of it will cause huge pressure and damage to the physical body.

For example, now, he tried his best to condense a wisp of blood and evil qi under the guidance of spiritual power, and the spiritual power accounted for most of it, or in other words, the will of the king was dominant, and the sword intent presided over it, if you want to talk about power, you haven't even stepped into the level of the master of condensation.

It was such a weak bloody qi, because of the will of the king, Fang Xu's body had been constantly damaged and injured, and he couldn't bear it.

If it weren't for the existence of the flesh and blood crystal of the Mia powerhouse in his heart, which continuously provided the power of majestic qi and blood, frantically repairing his physical damage, I am afraid that it would only take a few seconds for Fang Xu's own body to collapse, and his soul would have nowhere to return, and he would be devoured and destroyed by the void.

"The will of the king, destroy the evil, the blood is evil, devour and condense!"

Fang Xu roared, and the blood-colored rune sword the size of a grain of rice suddenly radiated with great brilliance, and suddenly burrowed into the Blood Demon Great Handprint, which seemed to turn into a terrifying black hole, frantically devouring the bloody energy in it, and all kinds of cold and evil qi that filled the energy were crushed and shattered by a sudden floating and mighty huge will.

Inside the Great Handprint of the Blood Demon, the blood sword the size of a grain of rice, the runes bloomed with wisps of light, rising and shrinking, static and moving, as if the living thing swallowed, the energy in it continued to increase, and the blood sword also slowly grew and expanded, and the original looming will inside gradually stabilized and remained in the blood sword, as if it existed forever.

Fang Xu desperately punched out a wisp of bloody qi, and with the help of the mellow and long blood demon energy in the Blood Demon Great Handprint, he immediately stabilized the foundation, constantly devouring and expanding himself.

At the same time, a wisp of the king's will also has some sustenance, and it actually manifests into the material world, condenses the sword intent, and presides over the bloody qi.

The power is greatly increased.