Before the monks in front of him could dodge, they exploded into a cloud of blood mist and dispersed in the main hall.

Ming Bufan's figure wore through, and wherever he passed, a wave of blood mist was raised, and the bursting rags flew in all directions.

This place, in less than the blink of an eye, turned into a huge pool of blood.

The monk's eyes widened on the high platform.

"How..... Why.."

This was beyond his cognition, and now a mortal in front of him was killing in all directions, and the blood waves were monstrous, it was as simple as mowing grass.

The barbarian boy's eyes flickered, staring at Ming Bufan's blood-stained upper body, which was densely covered with red green tendons, which was really terrifying to ordinary people, but in the eyes of this little boy, there was an incomparable heroic spirit.

In just a few breaths, all the monks in this hall have been killed, leaving only the two on the high platform.

Ming Bufan looked at it intently.

At this time, he was free from that violent will, his eyes swept over the barbarian boy, although the delicate little face was stained with many stains, but he could still see that it was a face as white as jade.

However, Ming Bufan didn't care about this, and the next moment he saw the neatly dressed monk.

"Chivalry... Shi, you and I.... No grievances, no hatred, why do you have to do this?"

The monk said with a trembling voice, he was the only monk left alive, and the oppression and fear came to his heart, and his legs were already trembling a little.

Most of the murders today are very few, he thought.

But even so, who can calmly die, he naturally has to do everything he can to survive.

"Why?"

The corners of Ming Bufan's mouth cracked, revealing a smile like a demon, coupled with a black and white hair that was constantly dripping blood, even if it looked like anyone would tremble.

"It's just that I want to kill, do you need any more reason?"

His chest rose and fell slightly, and the violent heartbeat resounded again, echoing in the hall.

Hearing this voice made the barbarian child's eyes fog, and her special talent told herself that there was something in her blood that she longed for so much.

"No more nonsense..."

It doesn't make much sense to talk nonsense with a dying person.

When the monk saw that the situation was wrong, his heart trembled instantly, and the spiritual power in his body instantly burst out, and he was about to cast an escape spell.

And how can this speed be compared to Ming Bufan, just pulling out the blood separation sword, throwing it slightly, it is through the opponent's head to bring out a blood light.

So I saw him soften.

His heart beat suddenly, and Ming Bufan breathed violently, feeling that there was still a vicious aura in his chest, which was the bloody wound that brought out the demonic nature.

As Ming Bufan's evil qi became more and more powerful, this demonic nature became more and more difficult to quell.

Now there are nearly a thousand low-level monks who have died, but he still hasn't killed enough.

Even most of the demonic nature still lingers in my heart.

In fact, Ming Bufan didn't want to use this bloody injury, but fighting against the Skyclave, he could easily tell the difference between life and death.

When killing Master Lin Yue'er, it was only by relying on that powerful blood qi that it was such a simple kill, and it was still very difficult to kill a Sky Realm cultivator just by relying on the fading Ming Bufan.

Just like this time, Ming Bufan used all his skills, and finally let the other party escape.

Who knows what else will come out after that.

"Big brother...."

The barbarian boy spoke softly, his voice a little crisp.

This little boy, who bears a slight resemblance to Qiao'er, successfully attracts Ming's extraordinary attention.

"How.... I'm not going to kill you. ”

Ming Bufan said with a heavy tone, and a violent evil qi surged uncontrollably on his body.

"I... I can.. Help you... The "

This evil aura instantly frightened the barbarian boy, and his voice immediately became a little trembling.

There is a blood-colored place behind Ming Bufan, and then looking at Ming Bufan's appearance, even those monks who have seen the fight are most likely unbearable, and the monks will use spells to burn their corpses to ashes in the end, and after Ming Bufan bursts, he will leave a place of flesh and blood and internal organs.

Coupled with this bloody breath, it is unbearable for anyone.

Ming Bufan took a few steps lightly, picked up the blood sword and inserted it on the belt of the scorpion around his waist, and looked back at the little boy.

But he didn't take his words seriously, how can he help his current state?

But he still spoke: "Tell me... What a way to help. ”

The barbarian boy bit his lip, his eyes flickered a little, he glanced at Ming Bufan a few times, and said with some hesitation.

"Drink My Blood....."

Ming Bufan was stunned, drinking blood, so useful?

Then I thought of the very cheerful topic that these monks had discussed before, as if this kid with three horns was a barbarian species, and his blood had a special effect.

"Could it be that your blood is still a panacea?"

Ming Bufan said suspiciously, he didn't know about the monk's things.

"No... It's not."

The little boy hurriedly spoke, if his blood was still a panacea, it would not be swallowed alive by the person in front of him.

"After you drink my blood, I can cast a secret method to suppress the blood of my big brother's riot. ”

When Ming Bufan heard this, he was also a little surprised, the fundamental appearance of his appearance was actually seen by such a child, and it seems that most of them are also some doorways.

"Tell me, what do you need? ”

Ming Bufan naturally doesn't think that he has anything to attract others to help for free.

Although it is possible that the little boy was frightened by his terrible.

But Ming Bufan still pays attention to the distinction between grievances and grievances, and if it can really help him eliminate this terrible impulsive feeling, then it is acceptable to give some compensation.

But these words obviously frightened the little boy.

She didn't expect Ming Bufan to be such a good talker.

With a happy face, he hurriedly spoke.

"I don't need any pay, as long as my big brother lets me follow you in the future. ”

"Huh?"

Ming Bufan was puzzled.

"What do you follow me..."

When these words came out, it also woke up the little boy, and she herself knew that she was a little reckless, and her face changed slightly, turning into a pitiful appearance.

"Because I am a spirit clan, those Terran monks all want to take my bloodline, but the eldest brother does not cultivate spiritual power, so he wants to follow the eldest brother's side and find a trace of safety. ”

After saying that, he lowered his little head slightly, and Ming Bufan thought about it for a while, the appearance of the three small horns on his head was not like any human race, what spirit bloodline, it was really useful, so he nodded when he thought of it.

"Well, if the method you said really works, then it's okay, after all, it's easy to provoke enemies by killing people like this. ”

After all, Ming Bufan will definitely use blood injuries in the future, and it will be useful to let him follow.

"Well, let's give it a try. ”

Saying that, Ming Bufan took out the blood separation sword, and casually swiped two times, removing the three iron chains on his body.

"Tell me, do it for you, or for me. ”