Thundered!

Like a sea of blood descending, Yuan Qingyi devoured the flesh and blood essence of those corpses, and of course, endless resentment.

The breath of extreme evil erupted, filled with terrible negative emotions such as tyranny, madness, and bloodlust. Yuan Qingyi's body suddenly seemed to rise in a circle, showing irregular distortion.

"Ahh

He roared like a madman, his voice piercing through the golden cracks, deafening, and piercing his eardrums, and his soul seemed to be wrapped in a ball of demonic flames, and fell into endless torment.

The hideous face suddenly showed sharp teeth, and spiral energy appeared on the sharp claws, and the void in front of him was pierced with ten small holes, and it was constantly spreading.

His eyes had turned black without feeling, cold and cruel, and the cold light was shining, and the figure of the monk who was staring at him was stagnant, and the blood seemed to have coagulated.

At this moment, he was like a devil, blood-colored brilliance flowed out of the magic lines in the center of his eyebrows, flowing down his hair all over his body, and with a few heart-pounding sounds, a blood-colored armor covered the surface of his body.

On his chest was the carving of a hideous demon, with blood flying and insolence, like his image at the moment. The strong smell of blood quickly spreads, making it almost difficult to breathe.

"What a madman!" muttered Starburn, his sword eyebrows upturned, and his face was more serious than ever.

buzzing

The Soul Killing Knife vibrated violently in his hand, and Xing Yan's footsteps paused as he raised, his fists clenched, half loud, as if he was biting his lip unwillingly, but he still let go, glanced at Ling Feng, and the two of them stepped back in unison.

"Roar"

Yuan Qingyi was completely in a frenzy, countless blood-red horses rose from behind him like tentacles, and a roaring resentful spirit was bound on each tentacle.

"Ahh

With a sharp hiss, the blood-colored tentacles shot out like sharp swords, and suddenly, the void was full of bewitching afterimages.

Poof

Poof

When even a few monks were killed, they died in a terrible state, piercing from the skull to the tailbone, and died without even making a sound.

Snort

The tentacles stabbed completely into their bodies, and after a loud sound, only a shriveled skin was left in place, and the flesh had long since become the nourishment of those terrible tentacles.

"Ahh

"Help"

Countless people panicked, and screamed one after another. Those tentacles are like the summoning stickers of the Grim Reaper, as long as they touch, they are two transparent holes, and then, the body shrinks rapidly.

Even if some people tried to resist, it was in vain. The steel sword was like a baby's toy, and when there was a loud thud, dozens of weapons shattered, and then blood flowed, and several corpses fell.

The blood-colored tentacles were terrifying, swinging in the void, like a bewitching flower blooming. It's just that it is the flower of death, and the price of blooming is to devour the lives and souls of each one.

"Haha"

Yuan Qingyi laughed wildly, absorbing the flesh and blood essence of dozens of people in a short period of time, and his strength was skyrocketing. He was gradually lost in this state, and his original thoughts were gradually replaced by a kind of consciousness.

Laugh at!

A blood-colored tentacle pierced the back of Lei Chen's head like a vicious snake, and after the former dodged several tentacles at the moment, he was exhausted, and when he reacted, there was nothing he could do.

When the evil wind hit, Lei Chen's entire scalp was numb, and he had no doubt that his head would be pierced in an instant, or even exploded. Cold sweat flowed down instantly, feeling the aura of evil, and for the first time in his life, he was in such close contact with death.

Rumble!

At this moment, a loud bird chirped, and the golden crow giant claw pierced through the void, the red flames were monstrous, and the claw blade slashed down like a heavenly knife, and the tentacle was divided into two, and with a terrible howl, the soul attached to it was burned into ashes.

"It's all messed up," Elder Qingfeng scolded in a low voice, forcibly endured the discomfort of his body, and spread his sleeve robe, like a giant pillar rampage.

There was a muffled bang, sparks splashed everywhere, and several tentacles that fell from the sky and attacked Lei Chen's head were shaken away. Elder Qingfeng's face turned cold, and his sleeve robe flipped upward, entangled him like a storm. The crunching tentacles were crushed and scattered like shredded paper.

"Poof!"

Elder Qingfeng's face turned unnaturally red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his sharp gaze became a little blank. He clenched his teeth, his sleeve robe reversed, and a huge force pulled Lei Chen to the front and back of his body, before he let out a long sigh of relief.

The howl was terrible, and the blood was constantly rushing, and I saw the crowd falling in rows like cutting wheat, and the instant effort merged with the earth, mourning all over the field, which was more like a massacre.

The blood-colored tentacles were overwhelming, sweeping everything, and the huge demon cave was divided into several parts. Under these circumstances, the strength of many monks was judged.

Starfire and Ling Feng retreated into an inconspicuous corner, and a layer of black mist gushed out from the body of the Soul Slaying Blade, which seemed to be as thin as cicada wings, but like a swamp, several tentacles reached in, as if they were being pulled by an invisible giant hand, and it was difficult to break free.

Not only that, the black mist always corroded the brilliance of the tentacles, and the resentful spirits contained in it cried wolf, and their own essence was quickly plundered by the mist.

In the blink of an eye, several tentacles seemed to have lost water, and quickly dried up, and the resentful spirits attached to them were violently devoured by the Soul Killing Knife.

Dangdang!

The sparks splashed around, adding a touch of scorching heat to the cold temperature, and the golden crow folded its wings, enveloping the snow dance, looking from afar, like a huge golden egg. The surface flames burned, and the moisture in the air evaporated rapidly, distorting the void as a result.

Dangdang!

The blood-colored tentacles fell like a mountain, but it was difficult to shake the solid golden crow demon body. Lin Fan's eyes were shining with golden light, like two rounds of the sun, which made people dare not face it. His expression was calm, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but there was a hint of hideous taste, and from beginning to end, his gaze never left the Heavenly Blood Holy Lord.

Roar!

A loud dragon roar stunned the entire demon cave, the little princess's face was like frost, her whole body exuded the breath of a king like the sea, and nine divine dragons snaked from the center of her eyebrows, and the revealed glow rendered it as unattainable as a queen.

Dragons surrounded her, and any tentacles that came close were shaken or torn apart in a furious way. As the daughter of the emperor, she showed the majesty of the royal family for the first time, as the so-called emperor is angry, and the corpse is floating for thousands of miles, which is not a joke.

The most relaxed thing should be the madness of war, the Kunpeng phantom appeared, the blood basin opened its mouth, and everything was devoured, this kind of domineering was heartbreaking and frightening.

The sword roared, and a long sword soaked in autumn water was like a silver dragon across the sky, and the light flashed, and several tentacles were cut off, and its sharpness made the martial madman feel his hair stand on end.

This is Xue Aohan's sword, but the person who uses the sword is Shangguan Fengyun, this unruly and merry young master has a serious expression, although he still has a signature smile on his face, it makes people feel cold.

The long sword hung in the air, and countless sword qi shot out, but it only guarded the two of them in it, and the sword blade was wide, revealing a sharp edge that could tear the void.

"Ahem" Xue Aohan coughed up blood, his eyes were dizzy, if it weren't for Shangguan Fengyun in time, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground.

"Ice cubes, how's it going?" Shangguan Fengyun asked eagerly, but secretly gasped, Xue Aohan's body was chilling, and he felt cold and piercing just when he touched it. It was colder than a corpse.

"You" Shangguan Fengyun suddenly closed his mouth, his eyes widened, staring at Xue Aohan's eyebrows, there was an ice-colored pattern there at this moment, the evil was incomparable, and the cold was even stronger, not only that, the pattern continued to extend, and in the blink of an eye, it covered his face. Those who don't know also thought he was wearing a lifelike mask.

"Chill Curse!"

Shangguan Fengyun squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood up. His face was solemn to the extreme, gloomy and almost dripping water, and he took off Xue Aohan's shirt, and those patterns flowed quickly under his skin like earthworms, almost converging on his heart.

"!"

Shangguan Fengyun scolded angrily, although he gritted his teeth, he still raised his hand, and the front of his five fingers poked out several sharp edges, quickly pointing at several big points around Xue Aohan's body.

Poof!

Xue Aohan vomited blood again, and his eyes were dull. Seeing this, Shangguan Fengyun's face was gloomy, the difficulty of the Cold Poison Curse was beyond his imagination, and his method had little effect, it only slowed down the spread of the Cold Poison Curse.