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On the right side of the blood-red goldfish pond, thick smoke floated up, and the roaring explosions continued, and many of the mountains here had already collapsed into disshapen, and the landslides and ground cracks made this place full of death, and the traces of the fierce battle were unimaginable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dressed in a blood-red robe, the long sword stood on his body, and the original white battle armor had turned blood-colored at some point.

This person, no, this bloody man, is the one who snatched the seven-petal golden lotus on the right side of the goldfish pond and finally ended the fierce battle.

Here, apart from him, there are only dead people! And the kind of people who can't die anymore!

The corpses everywhere, the stumps and broken arms, as well as all kinds of killing intent and evil energy, made his whole mind in a state of demonization, and it seemed that there was only fighting in his mind!

There are only dead people here, and he has no one to kill! Therefore, the state of demonization and killing slowly faded, and he slowly recovered.

However, before he could recover, he was greeted with a new batch of enemies!

Many enemies saw his bloody appearance and guessed what was happening here.

The battlefield here is only desperate battles and bloody looting, here, dead or alive! There is no third way!

The dead are dead, but the living are treasured!

Don't think about it, the seven-petal golden lotus here is on this bloody man's body!

Immediately after, the new enemy had no extra words, and ordered the slave to hand over the seven-petal golden lotus, and then let him go!

The enemy's aggressiveness* made the bloody man in the long shirt completely speechless.

On an autumn day, there was a slight cold wind, blowing towards the bloody man, who stood in the pile of dead man, like a warrior who had not finished the battle, motionless, silent by the sword.

The wind blew the blood stuck to the hair on the bloody man's head, and some of the black blood seemed to have solidified, and the hair that was stuck together was also made into strands of clockwork.

A strand of sticky hair, unable to withstand the blowing of the wind, drooped down from the forehead of the bloody man.

Then, drops of bright red blood, which had not dried up, slowly dripped along the strands of sticky hair that hung down.

Blood, flowing to the ends of the hair, low.

There was a soft "pop", and the first drop of blood just dropped into the bloody man's eyes.

However, the dark eyes did not blink, did not even turn, and allowed the drop of blood to flow through the eyeball, allowing it to form that blood-red diaphragm on the surface of the eyeball.

The world of the blood man turned blood red in an instant.

Drops of blood flowed down, and slowly, the forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, face, and neck were full of blood red.

The bloody man remained unmoved, letting the blood fall from all his might.

The wordless bloody man seemed to be accustomed to the feeling of blood dripping, and he didn't make any other movements, only staring.

The Bloody Man stared at the new enemy, and quietly absorbed the source qi between heaven and earth and the energy of the stars, the red sun, and the bright moon.

In the middle of the ring, the new enemy finally stopped delaying and sent a representative to talk to him.

"Huh, you guys?"

"Just you, the people of the Chrysanthemum Empire, dare to rob us of the treasures of the Rose Continent?"

"Hehe, funny, are you looking for death?" said the unknown bloody man, after being silent for a long time, in a cold tone.

"Baga! you drop, the bow of the strong crossbow, honestly hand over the golden lotus, and die happily!"

The person who spoke spoke in a very arrogant tone, and looked at the bloody man with contempt, after all, there were many strong people in their actions this time, and he didn't care about this bloody man.

This person is arrogant, with a pinch of velvet under his nose, wearing a yellow chrysanthemum samurai robe, there is no chrysanthemum pendant under the samurai robe, and there are two sabers of different lengths stuck in his waist.

Looking at this Chrysanthemum Empire warrior, arrogant and hideous, the nameless bloody man smiled, "Haha, haha, haha......"

The more the bloody cultivator laughed, the louder he became, and the sneer and desolation in his laughter echoed throughout the pile of dead people.

Such a bleak laughter made the hearts of many Chrysanthemum Empire powerhouses chill when they heard it.

"Hehe, I worked hard to kill the fifteenth soldier level, the tenth general level, the seventh king-level beginner, and the three king-level intermediate ranks, and took the life of my wife, and finally grabbed this seven-petal golden lotus!"

"Scattered cultivation group battle, fighting for this golden lotus, this golden lotus has changed seven masters! The first six masters are all dead! The sixth master is his own blade!"

When he lost his beloved and had no time to clean up his body, a group of strong men fell from the sky and surrounded him!

This group of people, falling from the sky, are all king-level!

And he, a king-level mid-level who has experienced a whole day and a night of fierce battles, what can he do to stop them?

Exhausted, I thought that for this group of human enemies, I would simply sacrifice the golden lotus and beg them to spare their lives!

Because he was too seriously injured, he was no longer able to protect the seven-petal golden lotus.

But, who would have thought that these eight kings and calves who came would be from the Chrysanthemum Empire!

Oh, the people of the Chrysanthemum Empire, can they still be regarded as people! These calves, Wang Ba calves! Damn, they are said to be Wang Ba calves, and they are all exalted!

The Chrysanthemum Empire was originally a savage! Although the Rose Continent traded with it, it did not recognize them as people from the Rose Continent!

So, the people of the Chrysanthemum Empire, they're not fucking human!

Even if you die, you can't give them a divine object like the golden lotus!

Rob, rob, it's all empty!

Fighting for it, taking it away, it's all a dream!

At this moment, I can see through everything, everything is fake, only I am free and happy, and it is the most beautiful!

After the king of the yellow chrysanthemum warrior robe saw that the bloody man had laughed, he stopped talking, and with a worried look, he considered: "Hmph, I don't believe that you can escape even one of the wounded! The threat is already there, and the rest is swish, intimidation! Quack! I don't believe it, under the threat of intimidation, you kid will not give in!"

"Boy, you drop, the golden lotus drip quickly and bring it, otherwise, if you drop, you will suffer the pain of "grinding the soul", gaz!"

Looking at the fateful man who supported his body with a long sword, the king-level powerhouse in the yellow chrysanthemum samurai robe said gloomily.

What ?grind.... Grinding the soul?The pain of grinding the soul?Is it the magic of the demon soul.......

As soon as he heard the words "grinding souls", the hearts of the bloody people who were in the midst of emotion and entanglement were shocked!

"The Soul Grinding Technique" is the most torturous method researched by a certain strong man in the Chrysanthemum Empire!

This method is very cruel, and after experiencing the grinding of the soul, no matter how much cultivation is done, even if it is a demigod emperor, it will be completely wiped out between heaven and earth and disappear!

Moreover, this "soul grinding technique" is not used to torture the living, but specifically to torture the dead!

On the Rose Continent, all those who have cultivated to reach the level of the king of honorific titles will have a soul born from the heavenly spirit, and their soul is condensed by gathering essence, qi, god and many spiritual powers, so it is called a soul.

That is to say, once the body of a king-level powerhouse is injured, damaged or disabled, and his soul is not damaged at all, he can borrow the corpse to return the soul, which can also be called taking away!

And this "soul grinding technique" is to collect the broken soul of a strong person above the king level after cultivating to the honorific title and above explodes, gather and form it, slowly recuperate, and restore its sanity.

Then, with a unique tool, the Spirit Mill Plate, the soul is ground little by little, and then the ground soul is added to the refined elixir, so as to improve the success rate and quality of the elixir!

The method of "grinding souls" is extremely vicious! Except for the few powerhouses in the Chrysanthemum Empire, no one on the Rose Continent understands its spells.

Because of the viciousness of this "soul grinding" technique, the people on the Rose Continent are even more tired of the Chrysanthemum Empire!

In the eyes of the empires of the Rose Continent, the people of the Chrysanthemum Empire who can "grind souls" are even the most vicious of the eight major sects.

"Yaga, look for death! Whoosh, it's not that I'm afraid that you will blow up the Qiankun Ring, I, Moriyama-kun, don't have the patience to wait for you for so long!" Looking at the nameless cultivator covered in blood, Moriyama Nohito said very annoyed.