The Scarlet Killing God roared as he turned his spear upside down and stabbed it into his chest.

This huge change made everyone forget about the attack and stared blankly at his crazy actions.

The Blood Cloud Cold Spear sank deep into the Bloody Killing God's chest, and a large amount of blood poured out, and there was no painful look on his face, but a hideous smile.

"Take blood as a guide, incarnate a blood cloud, devour heaven and earth, and annihilate all beings. The Scarlet Killing God recited a strange mantra from his mouth.

In the blood-colored space, the originally viscous blood-colored fog began to gather around his tall body.

The dense blood cloud seemed to choke the throat of heaven and earth heavily, and pulled away the vitality in the space.

The body of the blood-colored killing god turned into a blood mist and threw itself into the blood cloud, and suddenly there was a mournful sound in the space. This cloud of blood was more solid than before, containing boundless grief and anger.

Between heaven and earth, it became a blood-colored world, and the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in front of everyone.

Countless souls wailed in the blood cloud, revealing their deformed faces from the blood cloud.

The blood cloud is overwhelming, and the vitality is extinguished.

This was originally a bloody forest scene in hell, and it appeared in the eyes of everyone, which was thrilling and had a huge impact on the sanity.

A rain of blood began to fall in the sky, which corroded intensely and fell on everyone's bodies, forming deep scars that could be seen in the bones.

The space covered by the blood cloud has become a blood-colored cage, and everyone is trapped inside, experiencing the baptism of blood rain.

The extremely corrosive blood rain follows the flesh and blood of people into the body, and the most terrifying thing is that it can erode people's consciousness.

The disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion bore the brunt of the attack, and after some people were invaded by the blood rain, all kinds of negative emotions came to their minds one after another.

The consequence is delirium. Unable to distinguish between friend and foe, they waved their weapons and slashed at the people around them.

The originally united front was in turmoil, and more and more people were lost in their minds and fought together in confusion.

Their eyes also turned blood-red, forgetting that they were surrounded by their classmates and comrades-in-arms, and their minds were only killing and destruction.

The weapons in their hands were stained with the blood of the people around them, which further stimulated the bloodthirsty desire.

Under the blood cloud, the crowd descended into a frenzy. They fought each other like walking corpses.

The cold weapon slashed at the opponent's body, bringing up clouds of blood mist.

They looked like madness and shortness of breath, like beasts in the jungle, fierce and cold-blooded.

Shen Hetian and Li Chengfeng used the magic weapon in their hands to resist the invasion of blood rain, and those disciples turned against each other, making them very embarrassed.

They could not attack their own disciples, they could only use defensive means to ensure that they would not be accidentally injured by the other party.

In the middle of the space, there is chaos.

The roar of the blood cloud stimulated the most primitive instincts of the crowd, and the desires hidden in everyone's hearts were infinitely magnified.

Lust is the most difficult devil to control.

Desires from the depths of the heart, once unleashed, can cause unimaginable madness.

The monk's will is far more determined than ordinary people, and everyone has a heart to ask.

This attachment is off-course, like losing the light in the darkness, and the resulting tyrannical mania is enough to destroy everything.

The avenue is invisible, and different ways can enter the road.

Some people learn the way of goodness, while others choose the way of killing.

These are all differences caused by different understandings of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

There are thousands of ways to do it, and there is no sticking to one style.

Everyone has their own way in their hearts, different beginnings, and the same ends.

It is to fight against the heavens and elevate one's life to a higher level.

There is no wrong or right in the way, only what people want, and what they show is different.

Ruan Ruan's starry sky realm is not affected by the blood rain, but his cultivation is limited and cannot cover everyone.

The only way is to break this blood cloud and cut off the root of these evils in order to prevent the tragedy from happening.

The blood cloud incarnated by the blood-colored killing god contains countless wills of the undead.

In the blood cloud, the blood-colored cold spear is like a banner commanding thousands of troops, urging the energy in the blood cloud, and constantly raining down blood rain that makes people lose their minds.

The Xinghang Sword in Ruan Ruan's hand turned into the original appearance of the Soul Suppression Star Tower, and the tower was lit up with complicated and mysterious runes.

He controlled the Soul Suppression Star Tower, and with firm conviction in his eyes, he rushed straight up, flying towards the blood cloud.

The blood clouds in the sky were extremely thick, and there was a lot of resistance in the space.

The Blood Cloud Cold Spear revealed its sharp tip from the blood cloud, and from top to bottom, it slammed into the Soul Suppression Star Tower.

The continuous impact slowed down the speed of the Soul Suppression Star Tower, and the blood cloud seemed to be close at hand, but it was out of reach.

The rain of blood continued to pound on the Soul Suppression Star Tower, slowing down the speed of progress.

Ruan Ruan struggled to advance in the blood rain, always at a certain distance from the blood cloud.

His strength has been run to the limit, and he still can't break through the blockade of the blood rain.

"Gather your strength, everyone. Ruan Ruan exclaimed.

Hidden Void Cun and Ning Wuwei flew over, and they held their hands on the Soul Suppression Star Tower, pushing the tower forward in the blood rain.

The Blood Cloud Cold Spear absorbed the power of the Blood Cloud and slammed into the tower in the air.

Shen Hetian and Li Chengfeng got rid of the entanglement of everyone around them, and they both rushed over.

The five of them held up the Soul Suppression Star Tower, and they poured all their strength into the tower's body and flew towards the direction of the blood cloud.

The blue-gray Soul Suppression Star Tower, with the help of several high-level monks, the runes on the tower's body were shining brightly, and they continued to advance in the face of the blood rain.

The attack of the Blood Cloud Cold Spear never stopped, and every time it collided with the Soul Suppression Star Tower, the five of them were under tremendous pressure.

The sky was filled with blood, and the wail of the will of the dead soul impacted the sanity of several people.

The viscous rain of blood formed a blood-colored mire in the air, and this huge resistance made every inch of progress extremely difficult.

"This is our last chance, we must crush this blood cloud. Ruan Ruan shouted loudly.

The giant tree of stars in his mind extended infinitely into the starry sky, and the mysteries of the starry sky were fully displayed.

The starry sky turned, and the huge stars lined up into a star giant sword, colliding with the Blood Cloud Cold Spear.

The sledgehammer in his hand also wielded his life's work.

The dust of the years has broken through the past and the present.

Time froze, space stood still, and everything stopped running.

It was only for a moment, but it was a turning point.

Li Chengfeng's long sword swung out, drawing cracks in the space.

He swung out countless swords in an instant, and the space was filled with sword light, opening up a path in the blood rain.

Shen Hetian urged his Heaven Mending Stone with all his might, and threw it directly into the blood cloud, blasting a big hole in the direction of his advance.

With the joint efforts of several people, the Soul Suppression Star Tower finally broke through the obstacle and rushed into the blood cloud.

The runes on the tower of the Soul Suppression Star Tower rotated, exuding a vast Dao Yun. A huge suction force came from the tower, pulling the army of the will of the revenant in the blood cloud into the furnace inside the tower.

Thick blood clouds roared wildly around the Soul Suppression Star Tower, like boiling rivers.

The souls of the dead were incinerated in the furnace, and the Tower of Soul Suppression became even larger, and the light on the tower became more and more intense.

The energy in the blood cloud gradually weakened, and even the power of the blood cloud cold spear was shrinking.

The Soul Suppression Star Tower absorbs the army of the will of the undead in the blood cloud, and the furnace smelts these revenant souls into pure energy.

The rain of blood in the sky no longer fell, and the people below gradually woke up from their madness.

Only then did they feel the scars on their bodies, and there was a tearing pain.

The deeper repentance is that they are lost in the rain of blood.

They are driven by the desires of their hearts and become slaves to the blood cloud. In this test of the Dao heart, a heavy price was paid.

In this battle, they were wounded not only physically, but also in the depths of their hearts.

Looking at the classmates and comrades-in-arms around him, everyone was struggling and thinking in their hearts.

What kind of path is the right pursuit?

Perhaps there will never be a fixed answer to this question.

There are some roads that can only be known by walking through them.

They looked up and saw the sight of a lifetime.

A blue-gray tower, straight into the blood cloud, the tower body is changing all kinds of obscure and complicated runes, like a giant pillar of optimus.

The tumbling blood cloud, under the absorption of the tower, the energy is getting weaker and weaker. The demise of the dead soul hastened the destruction of the blood cloud.

Around the tower, the stars rolled, and a starry sky formed at the top of the tower.

The stars are shining brightly, and the starry sky is infinite.

The tower stands tall in the blood-colored space, like a signpost pointing the way in the darkness.

It ignites hope and brings life back to the world.