In the realm of bloodthirsty, demon cultivators are very prone to anger and mania, only in bloodthirsty killing, can they realize the subtlety of this realm, and only in bloodthirsty killing, demon cultivators can realize themselves more clearly, if they want to break through this realm, continuous killing is the fastest way.

However, in the process of killing, demon cultivators are very easy to go mad, and it will be difficult for a person to recover if he accidentally loses his mind, and he will completely become a mad monster with only pure killing instincts. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to control oneself in this realm, and killing is not only a shortcut to quickly break through oneself, but also a point of no return.

When Han Shuo flew off the cliff, his hatred for Florida was infinitely expanded, including the goddess archer named Ma Kexin, who almost inflicted a fatal blow on Emily. A heart that had been calmed down was beating much faster than usual, and the Demon Infant was full of surging vitality with huge Demon Yuan power.

The pure soul power contained in the Purple Demon Eye was absorbed and digested by the Demon Baby, breaking through Han Shuo's stagnant True Demon Realm. After reaching the bloodthirsty realm, although Han Shuo had the idea of killing from time to time, his strength had indeed improved rapidly.

Now, even in Florida in his heyday, Han Shuo is confident that he will be able to kill him head-on. Even if he didn't take advantage of the speed of the Nine Heavens Magic Technique, Han Shuo still had the self-confidence to fight Edwin and retreat with his whole body.

A fierce aura took on a black mist that had been swirling around Han Shuo's body. Han Shuo, who swooped down, looked like a black cloud from a distance, and there were two blood-red pupils in the dark cloud, and the strange and evil blood light in them made people tremble when they saw it.

At this time, the valley was already in chaos because of Edwin and Belinda's actions. Edwin and Belinda have teamed up to destroy the magnificent building, as if they want to raze it to the ground.

From Harris's scroll, Han Shuo knew that the magnificent building was where the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Group lived in Florida, and it seemed that Edwin had gone to the Garo Mercenary Group, and it was indeed very rewarding. Without the help of Lauretta, the two Edwin, who had just arrived in the Valley of Yaoyao, would definitely not be so familiar with the layout of the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Group.

With a deafening rumbling sound, a pitch-black shadow flew down from the sky, and no one dared to ignore a fierce aura. The master of the rainbow sickle mercenary group, who was mobilizing people in a panic and planning to deal with Edwin and the two, discovered the anomaly in the sky, and the bows and arrows and spears and javelins were already whistling into the sky.

However, among the dozens of attacks that were fired at the Black Shadow, none of them were able to get close to the Black Shadow. The black shadow that flew down, quickly chanted a piece of undead magic in the middle, a black light flashed in the air, and a team of gargoyles appeared out of thin air, these gargoyles armed with bone spears, lined up in a neat line, blocked in front of the black shadows, and shot down those bows and spears and javelins.

Suddenly, a huge black canopy of heaven quickly unfolded from behind the black shadow, obscuring the bright moonlight, so that one-third of the entire valley was shrouded in black curtains.

A strong breath of death suddenly spread endlessly, and everyone in the air felt that their bodies were much stiffer than usual. Under the cover of the black sky, black shadows fell in the valley, and one dark creature after another appeared.

The moonlight is always obscured by blue-black clouds, making it impossible to tell the time, and no one knows how long it will be until dawn.

As a lost undead magic, the Undead Dome has a deteriorating effect on the combat power of enemies shrouded in the Undead Dome. Within the magic range of the Undead Skydome, all dark creatures are able to gain more power, and by absorbing the rich death qi around them, they have faster speed and stronger power.

This is an evil magic that reduces the strength of the opponent and increases the combat power of one's own dark creatures, and has been forgotten on the continent after disappearing from the graveyard of death.

When Han Shuo's magic appeared, and those dark creatures excitedly began to attack the surroundings one by one, those mercenaries of the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Regiment not only affected the flexibility and agility of their bodies, but also felt that their eyes were abnormally dry, and their vision of looking around was also affected.

"Belinda, besides Clayton, is there that necromancer coming over this time?" Edwin, who was releasing dark magic, saw that the moonlight was covered by blue-black clouds, and one by one the dark creatures excitedly attacked the surrounding mercenaries, and happily asked Belinda who was a puppet beast next to him.

Shaking her head, Belinda looked puzzled and replied, "Clayton has been killed, and there should be no other necromancers besides him!"

As soon as these words came out, Edwin was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Then maybe someone has been sent over again, this kind of mysterious necromancy has never even been seen by me, except for our Scourge Church, I don't think there are any other necromancers who can use it!"

"Of course, only our Scourge Church has such mysterious undead magic, he must be his own person!" Belinda was convinced of Edwin's statement, and it seemed that they had unreasonable confidence in the strength of the Scourge Church.

"I'm Edwin, which old friend is here?" Edwin, who released the dark magic, couldn't help but shout when he saw that because of Han Shuo's appearance, some dark creatures helped the two of them and resisted some of the mercenaries around him.

A huge amount of spiritual power, because of the release of the magic of an undead canopy, plus the summoning of fifty or sixty dark creatures of different levels, has already consumed seventy-seven-eighty-eight. When fifty or sixty dark creatures were wantonly attacking everything around them in the shrouded area of the undead canopy, Han Shuo, who had fallen into a bloodthirsty rage, became a murderous shadow, wantonly venting his ferocity.

A thirst for blood, like a continuous river, pushed Han Shuo into the boundless slaughter. Wherever the black shadow passed, those mercenaries who lacked strength were instantly cut off by the sharp Demon Slaying Blade, and blood rushed out.

Han Shuo's pupils turned blood-red, and it was difficult to control the ** that destroyed everything, killing all those who stood in front of him, like a machine harvesting his life, and any mercenary around him was constantly attacked by terror.

After Han Shuo heard Edwin's active gesture of goodwill, his body paused slightly, but he ignored it. When he looked around, he found that there was no one else around except for the small skeleton that was following closely.

Han Shuo in the bloodthirsty realm, **'s strength has reached its peak, in the continuous killing, he can instinctively sense the danger around him, and the fear and trembling in the hearts of some characters in the extreme distance can actually be sensed clearly. Whenever Han Shuo killed someone, the fear of this person's dying and the resentment after death would form an aura that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and it was absorbed by the ferocious aura around Han Shuo.

As more and more mercenaries were killed by Han Shuo, the ferocious aura on Han Shuo's body became more and more intense, and even a strong smell of blood spread from the capillaries of his body. And Han Shuo's ** and Demon Yuan Power seem to be constantly tempered in this process, and Han Shuo can sense his own strength, which is improving little by little in the process.

On the contrary, at this time when the ** and the power of the Demon Yuan were growing rapidly, Han Shuo's brain was becoming more and more muddy, and when the fear and resentment of those who were killed were absorbed to the sides of his body, these huge messages seemed to have an impact on Han Shuo's brain, making the green tendons on Han Shuo's head "suddenly" beating, and there was a feeling of going crazy.

It's not good to have a dark sound, after Han Shuo obtained all of Chu Canglan's memories, he immediately understood that he had reached the bloodthirsty realm, and if he had this kind of bad sign in his brain, he wanted to kill everyone more and more in his heart, and destroy everything around him, this was the precursor of going mad.

After hundreds of pains, the perseverance and willpower that had been exercised for a long time came into play at this time. Demon Slayer was forced to take back the storage ring by Han Shuo, and while Han Shuo was still sane, he continued to calm his manic heart, and immediately sat down regardless of the chaos around him.

The little skeleton that had been following Han Shuo's side and helping Han Shuo harvest his life, as soon as he saw Han Shuo suddenly sit down, his purple demon eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned to several dark creatures in the distance.

Like a damaged light bulb, the purple devil's eyes flashed and flashed, lighting up with an evil purple light, as if there was a mysterious force driving those dark creatures, under the beckoning of the little skeleton, a few zombies and abomination around them, one by one, came over in fear, like a subordinate to the little skeleton to show due respect.

When dealing with Han Shuo, because of the reason for summoning spells, they just stiffened and instinctively acted according to Han Shuo's orders. However, when Han Shuo sat down cross-legged and was summoned by the little skeleton, they behaved with fear and awe, carefully surrounding Han Shuo one by one, as if they were deeply afraid that the little skeleton would not be satisfied and blame them, like the most humble servants and minions.

This kind of performance seems to show that they have known the little skeleton for a long time, or have heard of the strength and magic of the little skeleton, otherwise in the vast and infinite time and space, how can an ordinary little skeleton warrior be treated so fearfully?

Perhaps, in another plane of infinity, the little skeleton with seven bone spurs on its back and a purple magic eye in its hand has become a famous big man in a unique way!

(To be continued)