"Whew!"

I don't know which demon corpse let out a beastly roar.

The next moment, all the demon corpses roared wildly!

Their voices were deafening and heartbreaking, as if they were about to overturn the whole world;

Their eyes are the kind of eyes of people who are dying in the last moments of their lives, full of the breath of death, and they are the eyes from the Nine Netherworlds!

All kinds of negativity and bloody surging that can make people fall into collapse.

Let this space be like the land of death!

Shen Lang's eyes were extremely blood-red, and the Tianshui Blade, which had been damaged a lot because of the use of the Water Demon Knife, was taken out by him and slashed it one by one.

But after those demon corpses were cut in two, their whole bodies were drenched in blood, and half of their bodies were still crawling towards Shen Lang!

"The artistic conception of death, I can't get it, I can't imagine that someone will send it to the door!"

Shen Lang was ecstatic in his heart!

"The power of the artistic conception of death not long after I have just realized it is very limited, and the delusional silver eyes can penetrate its flaws in an instant, but it is a bit unworthy to let go of this great opportunity so lightly......

"When I was dying in the Yu culture before, my mind was almost controlled by the killing intent, and at this moment, I just used this death artistic conception to expel all the killing intent in my body!"

"Take this opportunity to give birth to the will of war to the extreme, and force yourself into a dead end, maybe you can understand the artistic conception of war!"

"When the Water Demon Knife came out, the knife intent was vertical and horizontal, although most of it was absorbed by the shark's kiss and chaos, but there were still a lot of zài stored in my body, then kill! Use killing to stimulate these knife intents, so that this knife intent is completely integrated with me!"

"No, I'm so awake now, I don't have any sense of urgency, let alone fear...... Xingyue Bodhi Rosary, Guard!"

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he controlled the Xingyue Bodhi Prayer Bead to guard his mind, leaving a divine thought on the prayer bead.

Then, his eyes suddenly became even more blood-red, as if he was completely stimulated by the overwhelming bloody aura, and he was about to go completely crazy!

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Shen Langzhen's prison knife skills were running, almost without reservation, and the sword qi was soaring, hitting the sun and moon without light, and the sky and the earth were cracking!

Under the protection of several powerhouses, the people of Tianfeng City were not harmed by his attack.

But looking at this qiē, everyone's eyes widened, and the wheezing sound became heavier and heavier!

"Oh my God, Shen Lang is so powerful, is this the strength that a dual heavenly martial artist of the Spirit Martial Realm can exert?"

"It's too powerful, I originally thought that he killed Yu Wenhua and used some kind of anti-heaven magic weapon, but now it seems that ......"

"The sword skill is so strong, and he has already understood the sword intent, this guy ...... When he fought me before, if he attacked with this knife, how many moves could I still block?"

"The injuries of us and Ling Chen are definitely worth it...... No wonder Hongchen swore by the sky and asked the sect to send someone over! He knew Shen Lang's strength for a long time! Those old guys fought for a long time before sending us out, and a few of us were lucky......

The people who helped Ling Chen in the Evil Wind Valley intercept Yu Wenhua were all happy in their hearts.

People have been speculating about Shen Lang's cultivation from the beginning, and they all want to know how powerful Shen Lang is.

Many people watched him hit Xu Daolin, who was drunk with his fist, and almost hit Xu Daolin, who was protecting the body of the killing weapon.

In the end, it was even more seen that he used some kind of peerless knife skills, and split Yu Wenhua into nothingness with one sword.

But how strong Shen Lang is, except for a few strong people, ordinary people can't really see it.

And now, Shen Lang is letting go of the shackles and completely falling into the artistic conception of death.

In order to survive, in order to kill a way out of thousands of skeletons and demon corpses, the Prison Suppression Knife Skill has been operated to the extreme, and there is no reservation!

The qiē he revealed completely shocked the people of Tianfeng City.

In the incredible gaze of people, Shen Lang's violent knife momentum, with an overwhelming momentum, rose from the ground to the sky and soared into the sky!

The sword wind is heavy, domineering and fierce.

Straightforward and invincible!

Every time the knife was swung, the strong wind was agitated, the thunder roared, and there was a strong bloody breath faintly!

Within a few feet, the storm was raging, the sand and rocks were flying and splashing, and the smoke and dust were filled!

If it weren't for the protection of a few strong people, most of the people present would have had the first thought of turning around and leaving when they saw such a violent sword skill!

And although Xue Jingyuan, who controls the artistic conception of death, has a sense of horror in his eyes, he is more and more happy.

"Hahaha, very good, very good!" Xue Jingyuan laughed wildly: "He has completely fallen into the artistic conception of death and can't extricate himself! Little rabbit cub, dare to offend Young Master Ben, I make it difficult for you to want to die!"

The people around were taken aback, and immediately turned their eyes to Shark Kiss, Nangong Yan, and Shangguan Feiye.

But although the faces of these three people were solemn, they didn't say a word, they just looked at Shen Lang who kept swinging the knife, and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Master, Brother Lang, he's getting more and more crazy......" Xue Jingdong's chest rose and fell sharply, and she cast a distressed gaze towards Master Kongjing.

Master Kongjing's bitter face smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you see that every time he attacks, his strength is controlled very accurately, his spiritual power is not wasted, his pace is steady, light and casual...... This kind of scene has nothing to do with madness. ”

"This ......" Snow Jingle heard Kong Jing say this, and immediately looked at it intently.

Sure enough, the anomaly was immediately discovered.

Although Shen Lang's attack was violent, his eyes were blood-red, and he even kept screaming and roaring, his moves were orderly, he advanced and retreated at will, and his attack and defense were stable, which was very different from the situation after ordinary people lost their minds and entered a state of madness!

Master Kongjing said again: "If the old man expected it to be true, this little friend is extremely talented and amazing, I am afraid that he is using the artistic conception of death to cultivate. ”

"What!"

People were taken aback.

The artistic conception of death is so strong, even if most of the people in Tianfeng City don't know it at all, but from the fact that Nangong Yan brought out the Nalan Ziyan family of three at that time, you can see a few points!

This is the ancestor of a sect, the legendary powerhouse of the Emperor Martial Realm!

Even she is so jealous, it can be seen that this artistic conception of death is terrifying!

Master Kongjing actually said that Shen Lang was cultivating through the artistic conception of death?

Xue Jingyuan, who was laughing proudly, of course, also heard Master Kongjing's words, and his heart suddenly chuckled, and he also began to observe Shen Lang's movements.

Xue Jingyuan, who can emerge in a great family like the Xue family that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, is definitely very talented.

Otherwise, you won't be able to comprehend such a thing as the artistic conception of death.

He put away his smugness, and watched Shen Lang's every movement without blinking......

I saw Shen Lang suddenly slash out of the air, and the spiritual power, sword intent, and thunder power immediately tore through the air and stretched out.

With a simple knife, the heart and the mind are combined, the intention is combined with the qi, and the qi is combined with the force, and the knife qi turns into a terrifying destructive force, dragging out a terrifying knife mark that is more than three feet long on the hard rocky ground.

Subsequently, his left hand slashed like a knife, his fist was like a hammer, his elbow was like a gun, and his leg was like a whip.

Every part of his body is a weapon, and every attack is a strong wind, domineering and fierce.

And after the attack, Shen Lang's feet were like a drunken person, staggering back, looking like a wolf, but he was erratic and moved in and out freely!

"What the hell...... This monster is really using the Artistic Conception of Death to cultivate! His crazy posture is completely pretended!" Xue Jingyuan exclaimed angrily.

The audience was in an uproar!

Even the eight Wang Wujing powerhouses on Jiaolong changed their complexions and lost their calmness.

"The fight of artistic conception is mysterious and mysterious, if people who have not realized the artistic conception are shrouded by this artistic conception of death, victory or defeat is almost a foregone conclusion, I didn't expect that there would be people who would cultivate in the artistic conception displayed by the enemy!"

"In the artistic conception of death, you may see a sea of blood, which can make people's spirits collapse at any time; you may find endless ghosts, want to eat their flesh and swallow their bones; once you fall into a fight, you will never be able to get rid of it, and in the end, even if you still retain your sanity, you will not be able to distinguish between illusion and reality at all, this young man is so bold......"

"Even if you can distinguish between illusion and reality, when your strength is exhausted and your spirit is sluggish, how can you get out of that artistic conception of death?

"He dares to do this, naturally he has a certain degree of certainty, could it be that he also has a certain study of the artistic conception of death? But how is this possible? I just can't understand it, at a young age, I have already realized the sword intent, not to mention, I still understand the artistic conception of death, and it seems that I don't take the artistic conception of death in my eyes, and I also use the artistic conception of death to cultivate, this kind of character is rare even among those families that have been inherited from the ancient times!"

"It's not rare, it's unheard of!"

The eight Wang Wujing powerhouses above Jiaolong kept communicating with their divine thoughts, and they were all shocked.

There was silence in the jade chariot, and it seemed that the adult inside was also attracted by this scene.

And in the eyes of everyone, Shen Lang completely fell into madness, the long knife was directed, the thunder thunderbolt, the sword qi was vast, and it was incomparable!

To outsiders, it looked like Shen Lang was just attacking with a knife like crazy in the clearing.

But what Shen Lang saw by himself was very different.

The corpses in front of him were full of bones, the sea of blood was monstrous, and endless demon corpses and skeletons were surging like a tide.

The smell of blood is suffocating;

The kind of tyranny and despair that pervades this space can simply crush a determined warrior in an instant!

Shen Lang is in this environment, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

He exerted his Prison Suppression Sword Skill to the extreme, and his strange body technique was activated, killing in and out of the countless demon corpses and skeletons!

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Lang is becoming more and more crazy and is on the verge of madness.

But Shen Lang's state of mind is more peaceful than ever!

What he shows is not madness.

It's the will to fight!

Indomitable, invincible in the midst of thousands of troops!

He inherited and fused the will of the Emperor of War, and naturally absorbed and fused the will of the Emperor of War.

But this fighting spirit has never had a chance to be so completely aroused!

When he fought with Yu Wenhua and death, because of Nalan Ziyan's death, he fell into a semi-crazy state, and in that case, there was only killing intent, and Shen Lang only had the thought of "killing Yu Wenhua" in his mind.

But now it was different, in the face of the erosion and stimulation of the sea of blood, as well as the endless skeletons and demon corpses, Shen Lang suppressed the killing intent in his body instead, and only retained the battle intent!