Chapter 67: Moths to Fire

In a dark part of the Killing Gate, there were glowing screens everywhere, but some of them suddenly dimmed. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info These darkened screens represent the death of everyone wearing a black and white mask, and among them is the person killed by Lan Lingmu.

"How is it?" Qing Shui asked the Great Elder as he watched the screens darken.

"No one can stop Chizuki-sama at all. The Great Elder still called Lan Lingmu "Lord Qianyue", which was his respect for Qianyue, and Qing Shui was not surprised.

"Also, these people alone can't help him at all. It looks like it's time to use that pawn. Qing Shui looked at a screen covered by something, his face expressionless.

"Damn, not enough, not enough!" Lan Lingmu waved his giant sword, directly cutting the person into two pieces, and the sword qi also affected the location of several people. These people couldn't help but duck around to avoid the edge of the sword qi. The giant sword in Lan Lingmu's hand was obtained in the later battle.

At this time, you can see a group of people densely distributed around Lan Lingmu, looking from a distance, it looks like a swarm of bees staring at a flower.

"Damn, not enough, not enough!" The blood light in Lan Lingmu's eyes became more and more red, and he was about to turn into substance. The whole person has fallen into bloodlust.

Earlier, he could feel the resentment power in his body about to burst out of his body, and now, the resentment power in his body had found a crack and was slowly leaking out of this rift. Leaking it like this will make him greatly increase his mana during this time, but after the leak is completed, it will make him fail in the realm after being promoted to a madman.

Lan Lingmu didn't know what the realm after the madman was, but he instinctively knew that he had to break through to the realm after the madman, unless he broke it and stood up.

The so-called "breaking and then standing" is to let the power of resentment break through the body in one fell swoop. If you can't break through it in one fell swoop, but slowly leak it like now, then the power of resentment that has been accumulated for so long will be completely lost, and the promotion will fail. That would have to wait for the next time to accumulate enough resentment power before you could sprint the maniac's bottleneck again.

For Lan Lingmu, he will not let go of any opportunity, this time he must break through the madman, even if he is desperate.

Qing Shui said that the origin of Qianyue's title of "mad demon" is to kill frantically after going berserk. Now Lan Lingmu is also killing like crazy, but he hasn't gone crazy yet, if he is really indulging in bloodlust, then he is really crazy. But depending on the situation, he is not far from going berserk.

The glowing screen darkened one after another, and a large area of it had already darkened, and such a scene was like dense raindrops falling on the ground, eating away at the dry earth little by little.

"Is that good? After all, she is Lord Qianyue's ......" The Great Elder wanted to say something, but he felt that it was wrong, so he changed his words: "The one who cares." ”

Qing Shui didn't answer immediately, but recalled that Qianyue had revealed to him some of the difficulties in cultivating the Crazy Classic.

At that time, Qing Shui was very envious of Qianyue's "Crazy Canon", but who knew that Qianyue had a dignified face.

"Do you think it's easy to cultivate the Crazy Canon? Hmph! Cultivating the Mad Canon is the same as the human demonic cultivation, gaining great power is accompanied by powerful risks, and the bottleneck of each level of the realm is extremely difficult. However, the merit of "Crazy Classics" is that even if you go crazy, you will recover one day. ”

"It's okay, I think he'll understand!" A strange smile flashed at the corner of Qing Shui's mouth, and no one knew.

At this time, in a forest within the "Nine Deaths and One Life" circle.

"Woo...... Daughter finally ...... I've finally got you avenged...... Revenge. The black-faced maker sobbed and wiped his tears before slowly rising from the ground.

"Knock knock, knock knock......" The black-faced maker's heartbeat suddenly expanded, making her body tremble. Just after this trembling, the hands that had been wiping tears naturally hung down, and the eyes looked silently ahead, as if dead consciousness. Then the eyes closed, and when they opened again, they were no longer teary eyes, but a pair of eyes as sharp as eagle eyes.

The current black-faced maker seems to have changed into a different person, giving people a different and ordinary person, not only his eyes have become sharp, but even his breath has suddenly changed. There was a fierce aura all over the body, and this aura was murderous. And it is not an ordinary murderous aura, but a very strong murderous aura, and this degree of killing is not something that can be possessed overnight, but it can only be achieved after decades, or even hundreds of years.

The black-faced maker sucked the sword on the ground with one palm, and the sword returned to her hand, and then leaped into the sky. I don't know if it was intentional or not, the direction he went was exactly where Lan Lingmu was.

At this time, where Lan Lingmu was.

Although Lan Lingmu had killed many people, the number of people around him had not decreased, on the contrary, they were increasing. Everyone knew that if they didn't join forces, they wouldn't be able to subdue Lan Lingmu at all.

It's so strong!

A white-faced slayer on the periphery said embarrassedly, and at this time, he saw Lan Lingmu fighting with five people in the middle of a group of people. These five people are another wheel battle and a group attack.

In fact, the people around them are the same, it's just that they are waiting. This white-faced slayer has also experienced a wheel battle, and almost everyone around him has experienced a wheel battle. Wheel battles were originally used to consume the enemy, but what is unbelievable is that after many wheel battles, Lan Lingmu can always maintain sufficient mana and physical strength.

They had thought about using sword qi to attack from afar together, but Lan Lingmu dodged all the sword qi with extreme speed, and then the sword qi hurt the others instead, and finally unanimously decided not to use the sword qi and use the wheel battle to consume Lan Lingmu. However, it turned out that the wheel war did not have much effect at all.

The five people besieging Lan Lingmu quickly attacked Lan Lingmu, and Lan Lingmu stood in place, no matter how the surrounding attacks were, all of them were resolved, the speed was extremely fast and unimaginable, Lan Lingmu swung the giant sword as easily as swinging a wooden stick, and it was difficult to hurt him at all.

This time, Lan Lingmu used his giant sword to swing a half-moon-shaped trajectory, cutting off the weapons of the three people who came to besiege him, and inflicting damage on the three people. The three men immediately withdrew from the siege and returned to the crowd, and then three more men took their place. Whenever this was the time when Lan Lingmu hated it the most, this would not help his breakthrough at all.

Lan Lingmu wants to kill people, what he wants is to kill people, and only by killing can he make a breakthrough in his exercises. He quickly caught up with the three people who escaped, and wanted to kill the three people, but the three of them were very aware of it, and the people around them were also very aware of it, so they covered the three of them together and dispersed into the crowd, and then dispersed, sending five people to besiege Lan Lingmu again.

Lan Lingmu began to go crazy, he couldn't use his strength, this was the most embarrassing thing, and a resentful force quickly staggered in his heart.

I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill, I'm going to kill!!

"Ah!! I'm going to kill you all!" Lan Lingmu roared angrily, his breath soaring. Huge sword qi swung out from his hand, slashing towards the people around him like a fan. The people around him didn't dare to resist at all, so they could only keep dodging, but there were still unlucky people who were directly killed or slashed by Lan Lingmu's sword qi.

Lan Lingmu continued to swing his sword qi, and at the same time quickly aimed at an injured person and flew away quickly. That person didn't know that Lan Lingmu had approached, and by the time he found out, he had already died tragically under Lan Lingmu's giant sword.

One trick is successful, and a hundred attempts are unpleasant. Lan Lingmu attacked the people around him in the same way again. Sword qi first, then chase and kill.

After two times, everyone understood Lan Lingmu's thoughts, knew that the wheel war was no longer feasible, and the real decisive battle was about to begin, so they besieged Lan Lingmu like a swarm.

One after another, the sword qi was swung out, no longer caring if it would hurt others, Lan Lingmu was their only killing target.

Lan Lingmu had already fallen into madness, and in the face of the sword qi slashing around him, he had no intention of dodging at all. Hold the hilt firmly and start spinning. In the blink of an eye, Lan Lingmu was like this tornado, blocking all the sword qi that came from the surrounding area, and emitting sword qi one after another.

The people around seemed to fall into a frenzy and began to swing their sword qi continuously, and some people directly approached the spinning Lan Lingmu, who was either killed by everyone's sword qi, or was hanged by Lan Lingmu's sword qi or the spinning giant sword.

Everyone knew that the sword qi was useless, so they pounced directly on Lan Lingmu. Batches of people were hanged by Lan Lingmu's giant sword, and batches of people pounced on them, one after another. In the end, Lan Lingmu stopped spinning, and then there was a murderous killing. There was blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, and the color of mana. The place where Lan Lingmu is located has become the most poignant battlefield, as poignant as a moth to a fire.

A dazzling flame, one by one moths are mindless and keep pounced, keep dying, keep falling, and interpret the most poignant moments with life.

At this moment, everyone didn't know, and Lan Lingmu didn't know either, the black-faced maker was watching this poignant drama of "moths fighting fire" from a tree in the distance.

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