Feeling that the killing aura in his body was getting heavier and heavier, Chen Fan slowly took a deep breath.

It's as if the broken laws in the body are slowly being completed, and the feeling of starting from nothing is indeed very good.

The monks outside had become a mess, and they didn't know why the killing aura had dissipated so quickly. For ordinary cultivators like them, if the quality of the killing qi here was too low, there was no need for them to stay here and cultivate.

"I still need to improve my way of killing, what the hell should I do?" said a monk with a sad face.

But when he finished speaking, his expression suddenly moved.

It was as if the concentration of the killing aura in the air was slowly rising.

He didn't know if he had sensed it wrong, so he calmed down and sensed it again, and then his face burst out with surprise.

"It's back, the killing breath is back!"

After he said this, the people who were still making noise just now were sitting honestly on the ground at the moment, and they all felt all this with their hearts.

Many people's faces erupted with surprise at the same moment.

As long as they can be given enough killing qi to cultivate, they won't think about anything else at all.

Not everyone has to go to the end, and many people come here just to hone their Tao through the killing aura.

Chen Fan sat in his cultivation space, and at this moment he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hoo ......"

After a mouthful of blood-red breath was spit out by him, it rolled in the air a few times, looking quite infiltrating.

"You're a bad kid, and if you continue to absorb it now, those bunnies out there will be a complete mess. Willow Consciousness let out a hey laugh.

The other party did such a thing, and he was quite satisfied in his heart.

Cultivation is like that.

When the cultivation resources are fixed, everyone needs to compete for the resources to gain their own status.

Those who have the ability can naturally get more resources, and then the realm of cultivation becomes more profound. Those who don't have the ability are slowly eliminated, after all, not everyone is the protagonist of the story.

Chen Fan's gaze fluctuated slightly, and his eyes were still blood-red last moment. But at this moment, it returned to its normal appearance.

"I feel like I'm about to fill up my killing path. As long as I get the true intention to kill, I can leave this place immediately. After Chen Fan finished saying this, he walked outside very consciously.

Many monks were chattering in the halls of the Flying Palace.

"What the hell is going on, how do I feel that so many strange things have happened today. At first, it was a flying palace, and it shook slightly, but I didn't expect that now the killing qi would stop supplying. ”

A monk said this worriedly.

Many people stay in the martial arts arena here just to keep their places.

They didn't want to rush out and have a conflict with anyone, they just wanted to cultivate silently.

But now that such a strange thing has happened, if they still want to cultivate unharmed, maybe the future will not be so peaceful.

"I don't know, if the Flying Palace has been around for too long, or if there's something going on that we don't know about. The monk next to him also shook his head in despair.

This feeling of hot and cold makes everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

I was still happily cultivating at the last moment, but I didn't expect that the killing qi would stop supplying the next moment.

Chen Fan saw the somewhat frustrated expressions on those people's faces, and she actually wanted to laugh in her heart. However, he had already obtained what he wanted, and as long as this space was not destroyed, he believed that the concentration of killing qi would not decrease.

After the black-clad swordsman appeared in the flight hall, many eyes focused on him.

This guy is a pretty good newcomer, and he's coming to the fore very quickly.

When he first came to the Flying Palace, a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal had already died in his hands. In this space, the vast majority of people are only in the realm of the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

According to this statement, it seemed that only the black-clothed swordsman in the late stage of the Earth Immortal could actually kill most of them.

"This kid came out, I always felt that this kid was a little evil, but I didn't know what was wrong with him. The monk who had made the guess before once again set his eyes on the black-clothed swordsman, and his eyes flashed with doubt.

Before, when the black-clothed swordsman didn't come, this space was quite stable.

Now that this kid is here, it seems that everything has changed, things that have never happened before, one by one.

If all this has nothing to do with him, he asks himself if there is something that should not be done.

But he also couldn't find any substantial evidence to accuse the other party.

Once he can find evidence, I believe that the nature of the whole audience will become boiling. It was a legendary flying palace, and it was quite difficult to absorb the killing aura.

Ordinary monks have to be calm in order to be able to inhale the red killing qi into their bodies, and if they do this in a hurry, it will definitely make the monk's heart become extremely unbalanced.

As the strength becomes stronger and stronger, the easier it is for demons to breed.

The human heart is a very strange thing.

When they are in the lower realm, many people don't have very big ambitions, because they know that they can only do these things.

But when they gain great power, their ambitions will grow exponentially.

Because they know they can do things they couldn't do in the past, and they can also take other people's lives into their own hands. The feeling of being in control of life and death is very wonderful, and if you can't control this feeling well, it is easy to have demons.

The killing gas is like this, and after inhaling this gas, it is easy for people to have the idea of fighting other people.

It is precisely because of this killing place that there are no rules for the monks to compete on their own.

Genius is competition, and the growth of any genius is not accompanied by the death of a large number of people. You must step on those accidents that worship geniuses and climb up step by step to be able to cast a peerless genius.

This is a more ancient and immutable theore of the fairy world, and no one can change this fact.

Chen Fan walked into the martial arts arena, and he didn't want to delay in this space.