Xiao Jiu had already discovered the demon standing above the canyon, it seemed that these demons were all his subordinates, listening to his orders, Xiao Jiu was very puzzled, why didn't this guy stop himself, he had already killed so many demons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shura Dao, as the name suggests, is to rely on killing to increase cultivation, and cultivating this exercise requires an extremely large amount of killing, if it is only a small amount of killing or just fighting, then the practice will be abolished, and the cultivation will not increase in the slightest, but will regress because of less killing and less blood supply.

Moreover, this exercise has extremely high requirements for the mind of the cultivator, if the person who does not have the heart enough to cultivate, he will lose himself in a large number of killings, and eventually become a complete evil path, which is not tolerated by the world, and then Tianwu Mountain will personally take action to clean up the portal.

Since Tianwu Mountain is cultivating the mind, it naturally has a way to dissipate anger and killing intent and protect the Dao heart.

Although this set of exercises is Tianwu Mountain, but only the hands of the head of the past dynasties have it, Tianwu Mountain is famous for its heart cultivation, that is, only cultivating the heart, and increasing the cultivation wholeheartedly.

The disciples inside are all people with very good hearts, and their cultivation is progressing very quickly, but when it comes to general combat power, they are not even as good as third-rate forces.

Only when he cultivates to a high place can he have strong combat power, after all, his cultivation is there, just like the Purple Dao man of Tianwu Mountain, although he said that he can't beat a master of the same level, but the entire Purple Cloud Continent has no cultivation as high as him, that is, there are no people who are one level lower than him.

And when this Purple Dao person dies, the next Daoist will appear, and the Shura Dao's reversal technique is to prevent the Daoist from appearing in one lifetime, so that this generation of Dao practitioners will find a person with the best heart among the disciples, teach the Shura Dao, and protect Tianwu Mountain.

Xiao Jiu in this life is the next generation of Taoists.

Once you choose the Shura Path, you have made a contract with the evil ghosts, you must kill indefinitely, the more you kill, the faster your ascension will be, and if you want to stop killing, you will reverses the exercises with great perseverance, and you will die for a lifetime. The second is to let the Blood Sea Shura suck up his own blood and die. The third is to enter the Venerable realm and use the aura to reshape the veins and exercises.

The sea of blood will absorb blood, and the blood of the monk contains mystical power, and the sea of blood will provide aura for the master of the exercise. This is also the reason why Xiao Jiu's Xuan power in his body has not been consumed until now.

If he continues to kill like this, it will not consume Xiao Jiu, it will make his cultivation higher and higher, and his Xuan power will become more and more abundant, but it will also make his killing intent and anger continue to accumulate and grow until he goes crazy.

So Xiao Jiu saw the head of the demon clan at first, but he didn't make a move.

At this time, his eyes were bloodshot, like a shattered mirror smashed on the ground, the mysterious power in his body had accumulated almost full, and the murderous aura almost controlled his consciousness.

Out of the corner of his eye, he stared at the demon clan on the top of the canyon, and suppressed the anger in his heart with his heart, his sword was no longer impenetrable to wield, and began to change from a defensive position to an offensive position, just like a shield changed into a sharp sword, breaking through towards the leader.

The leader looked at this guy, he had killed so many people from Lao Tzu, and his power was not consumed, and he was getting more and more fierce, and now he kicked the iron plate, and he had the intention of retreating, and slowly retreated.

Xiao Jiu was thinking about the canyon at a very fast speed while breaking through, while suppressing the anger in his heart.

The demons around here generally only have the strength of the Xuan Shi period, how could they stop him, and they broke through the encirclement like he was devastated.

But at this time, the demon leader on the canyon was gone.

Xiao Jiu stomped his foot fiercely, evil and justice coexisted in his eyes, looking both sacred and evil, just like the sun and the moon in the sky.

Affected by the exercises in his heart, a ruthless energy suddenly rushed up, regardless of his anger and killing intent, he chased forward frantically.

The sea of blood swelled suddenly.

The mountain walls on both sides were splattered with large patches of purple blood, like an extremely bloody and cruel ink painting.

The surrounding demons seem to have been cut by countless splashing blades and smashed out entirely, the entire canyon is full of bloody breath, disgusting, the canyon on both sides is surrounded by pines and cypresses, green grass, and two demons with horns and terrifying looks are running in a panic.

From time to time, they looked at the back in panic, as if there was something extremely frightening behind them chasing them, Xiao Jiu was no different from the Shura in Hell at this time, covered with demon blood, and the whole person seemed to have swam out of the sea of blood.

His two eyes were already red, maybe he didn't expect it when he was sober, after the crazy killing, it was endless anger rushing into his mind, he has now fallen into obsession, he must kill these two demons, and then he is willing to dissipate his anger, but if he doesn't solve it at this time, I'm afraid that his whole person will be completely lost in hell and fall into the complete Shura Dao.

Two thousand miles to the south, Tianwu Mountain, the purple-clothed old man who was meditating stood up suddenly, startled the little Taoist boy next to him, his eyes flashed, his face was not very good, and he flew out the next moment.

He didn't expect that Xiao Jiu would have a problem so soon, this kid was too careless.

Hurry, hurry.

Lao Dao flew in the air at the extreme speed, if an acquaintance saw him, he would definitely be surprised, the purple Dao people cultivated their minds to achieve a Taoist line, and they have always been Mount Tai collapsed on their faces and did not change, and their hearts were extremely thin, where is there such an anxious time now.

But the next moment, the Purple Dao Man stopped suddenly, pinched his fingers with a strange expression, muttered in his mouth, and flew back slowly.

"This old woman also released her disciples, and it was very lively. ”

On the south side of the canyon, three people and demons are on a desperate pursuit.

No one noticed that there was a man squatting on top of a towering tree in the northwest of the canyon, dressed in very ordinary clothes, with single eyelids, not thick eyebrows, but very tough, his whole face was sharp and angular, his jaw was square, and his skin was bronzed.

The whole person is ordinary and ordinary, and he will never be the one who is seen at a glance when he is placed in the crowd, and he can be seen as a person at once in the flock, not standing out from the crowd.

Of course, this is when he doesn't lift his eyes.

Raise your eyes, and you will find that this person's entire momentum and temperament have changed suddenly, uninhibited, arrogant and wise, free and easy.

Those eyes are simply the dragon's eye in the finishing touch, and they are like the eagle's eye soaring for nine days, not only sharp, but also penetrating everything and perceiving everything.

He held a bow loosely in his hand, and the bow was extremely ordinary if he didn't look closely, and those who didn't know thought that he had picked a bow made of wood in the middle of the mountains and forests, and would never look at it again.

There was a quiver pinned to his waist, and there was only one arrow in the quiver.

If such a person walks in the downtown area, he will definitely be ridiculed.

Ordinary, poor, and pretending to be forced.