The Blood Cloud Cold Spear was sacrificed by Chen Pingzhi with blood as a guide, showing its true form.

This killing god who rushed out of hell looked down coldly at this space with indifference to all living beings.

The whimpering in the wind is the grievance of countless dead souls, contaminated with the blood and will of countless people, and condensed into boundless evil qi.

The shadow of the killing god stands alone between heaven and earth.

Although he still has the appearance of Chen Pingzhi, his will is already completely controlled by the fierce spirit in the Blood Cloud Cold Spear.

"Humble human, you also want to challenge the powerful Hellbringers. ”

The blood-colored god-killing voice did not carry any emotion, and the spear in his hand pierced through the heavens and the earth, as if it stood majestically for eternity.

He stepped down with his big feet, and the earth cracked into deep ravines, and black mist poured out of the cracks, tumbling and rushing in all directions.

The wailing souls condensed into a huge face in the air, constantly changing and revealing various threads.

Pain, grief, sadness, fear, confusion.

These negative threads are presented on the grimaces, and the space is distorted, as if it is unbearable to bear this despair.

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Li Chengfeng was deeply affected by this thread, and he took a long breath to eliminate interference.

The sword in his hand is the determination of the sermon.

The main attack of kendo.

His hands had been stained with the blood of many people, but they were far less thrilling than the sight in front of him.

The other party is a demon from hell, and the evil aura on him is like substance, which is the washing of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and only then does it condense the lingering killing intent.

Li Chengfeng's long sword was in front of him, and there was a trace of fluctuation in his heart for no reason.

This was something that had never been done before, and he thought to himself that he was already the top existence in this world.

But in the face of the heavy evil aura, this feeling began to waver.

The avenue of heaven and earth is endlessly mysterious.

In his life, he can only get a glimpse of it.

There are so many unknowns waiting for the monk to explore, and this is a never-ending question.

"Everyone is greedy, and I am the ** in your heart. ”

The Scarlet Killing God held the spear in his hand and slammed it on the ground, and everyone's hearts trembled.

It is the driving force that drives people to progress.

The realm of nothing is the real indifference.

There are a few people in the world who can do it perfectly.

At the same time, it can also cause people to sink and lose themselves.

Not everyone can reasonably control their **. Bringing endless greed and insatiable thirst.

Where there is sunshine, there is shadow.

It is the shadow in everyone's heart.

"Crawl at my feet and feel the helplessness of life. ”

The Scarlet Killing God is like the master of this space, and the spear in his hand is the source of his life.

The huge shadow of the gun, with boundless loneliness, containing the resentment of countless undead, fell heavily.

Li Chengfeng's forehead was full of gold, and the long sword in his hand swung with it.

He urged all the power of the primordial gods, controlled the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, condensed on the long sword, and a huge sword shadow appeared in the air.

The sword shadow shone brightly, drawing a gorgeous trajectory and heading straight for the gun shadow.

The shadow of the sword collides head-on with the shadow of the gun.

Thundered.

A thunderclap sounded in the air, and a huge amount of energy spread throughout the space, and the dazzling white light that lit up in an instant overshadowed the heavens and the earth.

There was only a blank in the eye.

The scenery in the space is gone, as if only a blank sheet of paper remains.

This is a visual illusion caused by violent fluctuations in heaven and earth.

The heavy blood returned to the space, and everyone could see the scene clearly.

The blood-colored god-killing spear was pressing heavily on Li Chengfeng's long sword.

Li Chengfeng's body, from the knee down, was completely submerged in the earth.

There was a bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that this huge impact had hit him hard.

Xiao Chengyi pulled out his long sword, the sword light flashed, and the sharp sword stabbed into the blood-colored killing god's vest.

Taking advantage of Li Chengfeng's frontal resistance to the attack, he launched an attack from behind the bloody killing god.

"Snort. ”

A sword pierced directly into the body of the blood-colored killing god, reaching the handle.

Before he could rejoice, the Scarlet Killing God turned around and slashed the spear in his hand.

Xiao Chengyi didn't have time to draw his sword, he jumped backwards, trying to dodge this powerful blow.

As soon as the long arm of the Scarlet Killing God stretched out, he grabbed his body.

With a firm grip, you can hear the sound of bones shattering.

Xiao Chengyi let out a miserable cry in the air, and his body was as soft as an empty sack.

The blood-colored killing god gently rotated his arm, and Xiao Chengyi flew up in the air and landed heavily at Li Chengfeng's feet.

Li Chengfeng hurriedly supported Xiao Chengyi, passed a trace of true qi, and protected his heart.

He raised his head and looked at the huge blood-colored shadow on the other side, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

The blood-colored killing god slapped his hand back in his mouth, and the long sword in his body burst out, bringing out a pool of blood, which bloomed in the air poignantly.

"This means also dares to provoke the noble messenger of hell. ”

The wound on him healed as quickly as the eye could see. It was as if this sword had caused him no harm at all.

The two Yuanying Great Perfection monks shot at the same time, but they couldn't stop the arrogance of the blood-colored killing god, and the atmosphere in the space was cold for a while.

This desperate power has surpassed people's realization.

The third prince's face twitched, and the sudden change in the situation on the field made him a little confused.

He took the two masters and the elite disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion with the purpose of co-opting and compiling the Heavenly Sect.

He Tianzong only has the cultivation of Shen Hetian, which can cause a little trouble, and the others are nothing.

He thought that if he took down Shen Hetian, Hetianzong would throw himself into the rat trap and obediently surrender to his command.

Unexpectedly, a Chen Pingzhi was killed halfway through, and such a terrifying demon was released.

The messenger from hell, with only killing in his eyes and no control at all, now it was his turn to fear for his safety.

"Let's get up together and kill him. The Third Prince gave an order to the disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion.

Seeing that the sect master and elder of the sect were injured one after another, the disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion were panicked in their hearts. They were unwilling to become cannon fodder, and they did not dare to disobey the will of the three princes.

"What are you doing, do you want to die here? The third prince scolded.

There are hundreds of disciples in the Sword Trial Pavilion, all of whom are carefully selected elites from within the sect. Their cultivation in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant is indeed no pressure to deal with ordinary sects, but they can't overcome the fear in their hearts in the face of the bloody killing god.

Li Chengfeng's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, he knew that it would be useless for these disciples to go up, and he could only feel deeply disappointed by the order of the third prince.

Hundreds of disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion waved the long sword in their hands and still attacked.

Horizontal and vertical are all dead, it's better to spell it out.

The frenzied sword qi formed a huge wave, and the space was full of desolate threads, and everyone was making a final struggle for survival.

The Third Prince drove the small warship, and at the same time as the disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion launched an offensive, his decision was to leave.

These people are destined to be cannon fodder, they are just fighting for their own chances.

The warship spewed out a wave of air, carrying the three princes towards the horizon quickly.

"Ants also want to steal their lives. ”

Ignoring the attacks of these Sword Trial Pavilion disciples, the Scarlet Killing God picked up the spear in his hand and threw it far away.

The speed of the spear was like a thunderbolt, breaking through the barriers of space and bombarding the warship in an instant.

The ship's side was pierced by spears and fell from the air, striking a large crater in the ground.

The third prince jumped out of the pit with a disgraced face, looking at the wreckage of the warship, his face full of horror.

As soon as the blood-colored killing god stretched out his big hand, a huge suction force, and he withdrew the spear.

At the same time, the third prince couldn't help himself, and he stumbled over and fell to the ground.

The arrogance of the three princes, who were originally high, also turned into nothing.

In the face of absolute power, the so-called rights are not worth mentioning.

The long sword in the hands of the disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion left a lot of wounds on the blood-colored killing god, and he didn't realize it.

The spear swept to the side, and a storm of energy was generated in the space.

The disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion swayed in this storm, they couldn't control their bodies at all, and their sword hands became weak.

The shadow of the spear raged in the space, and the disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion fell one after another, and the wind swept away the leaves, and no one could stand up.

The huge disparity in strength made them feel hopeless.

So much so that they forget the cause of it all, where it all came from.

The Scarlet Killing God is the master of this space, and his power seems to be endless.

After being stained with blood, it inspired his boundless fierce flame, and the huge and majestic shadow became everyone's nightmare.

Perhaps death is the real destination, and everyone has a chill from the bottom of their hearts, and the breath of death is close to them.

Heaven and earth are full of smashing intentions, and the cold winter is coming in advance.

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