"The third!"

The spirit of the Mo Evil is rising, and the long knife in his hand is becoming more and more proficient, and a rudimentary form of the knife technique is vaguely constructed, but this is only a prototype, and there is still a long way to go before it is completed.

"The fourth!"

A new force burst out from his heart, and with each person killed, his strength became stronger, and in the blink of an eye, the ink demon's body suddenly shook, and a ninefold aura of the Blood Condensation Realm broke through the ground.

Breakthrough!

Blood Condensation Realm Ninefold!

As the leader, his eyes under the black robe were sharp, in his opinion, even if all the monks under his hands died, I am afraid that they would not be able to do the slightest harm to the ink evil, but the strength of the ink evil actually improved again, and he vaguely felt uneasy in his heart, which had never appeared before.

"The fifth!"

Just as the leader's thoughts were churning, the ink evil killed one person again, and his soul conveyed the joy and desire to kill, and a touch of scarlet suddenly crossed his eyes.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The ink evil looked excited and roared, the whole person exuded a sense of wanton killing, and his feet slid in front of the only peak monk of the Blood Condensation Realm on the field, and the long knife in his hand swung again.

Peng!

The monk's mind had already been swallowed up by fear, and his strength could not be exerted at all, and he used all his strength to resist the sword of the ink evil, and then he only felt a thick smell of blood burrowing into his nose.

Before he could react, his whole body was thrown to the ground by the ink demon, and his whole body was locked, and he couldn't move at all.

Yes!

The monk screamed, and felt as if his throat had been bitten by something, and then it was torn, and streams of hot blood poured out of his throat.

He struggled with his strength, raised his head, and a trace of horror crossed his eyes, only to see the ink evil crawling on his body, and his one eye was in a blood-red state, unusually evil and crazy.

"Is he a demon?"

The whole audience stopped fighting, their eyes staring at the ink evil that devoured people like demons, and there was an irresistible sense of fear in their expressions, after all, everyone would be afraid, and they were fearless dead soldiers with everyone, but fighting with demons, what kind of food are they?

Zhou Die also saw the ink evil like a demon, but she didn't care at all, the ink evil became like that, he was the same person, as long as his heart remained the same.

Getting a chance to breathe, Zhou Die took out a few pills again and swallowed them, and then took out a few black projectiles in his hand and threw them towards the stunned monk.

Peng!

The light of the fire appeared, and the monk didn't even scream, and was directly blown to pieces.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, Mo Xie's mind was already filled with the desire to kill, he only knew that he was very comfortable and refreshing now, and the pleasure of killing made him intoxicated and obsessed.

He was originally the kind of person who longed to kill, and in the thirteen years of isolation, the desire to kill in his heart did not subside at all, but became more and more intense.

"Sixth!"

Mo Xie stood up, tilted his head and grinned, blood falling to the ground down the corner of his mouth, and his single eye had turned blood-red.

Swish!

The leader knew that if he didn't make a move, his subordinates would be slaughtered by the ink evil.

"Is it yours this time?"

"Thirteenth Young Master, I may know why the family master wants to kill you. ”

The leader is named Mo Da, the leader of the dead soldiers, who only obeys the patriarch, and belongs to the Mo family above 10,000 people, although his existence is only known to several elders of the Mo family.

He learned from the mouth of Mo Xing that the Mo Evil is the mortal enemy of the Mo family, and as long as the Mo Evil does not die, the Mo family will be destroyed.

Before, he didn't understand why the patriarch would value a child who was only sixteen years old so much, but now he knew that Mo Xie was very evil, not only in terms of personality, but also in his strength and behavior.

And at the age of sixteen, he broke through the ninth level of the blood coagulation realm, if he was given a period of time, I am afraid that the Mo family would really be destroyed in the hands of the ink evil.

There are a total of nine levels of blood condensation realm, the first three are the early stage, the middle three are the middle stage, and the last three are the late stage, generally the first three layers can be reached by almost everyone, but each person needs different time.

Some Tianjiao breaking through the first triple is like eating and drinking, without wasting any effort and time, and the middle triple is also a small threshold, used to block monks who are not talented enough.

It will also cause some trouble to Tianjiao, it will be very difficult to break through the back three, and the waste of time can be said to be the time when the front and back three are added together, and the huge spiritual power accumulation required in this will be prohibitive.

Generally speaking, an average Tianjiao can break through the blood condensation realm and reach the qi refining stage between the ages of seventeen and eighteen.

However, Mo Da knew that Mo Xie had only been cultivating for less than a month from the beginning to the present, and now that he thought about it, he felt that it was really a bit terrifying, and it could even be said to be terrifying.

Scold!

Thousand Shadow Sword!

Mo Da didn't hesitate, nor did he care about the dignity of being a Qi refining period cultivator, he decisively pulled out the long sword, and sword shadows appeared from the long sword one after another, and in an instant, Mo Xie only felt that his eyes were covered by sword shadows.

"It's amazing!

Mo Xie sneered, his chances of winning against a cultivator in the Qi Refining Period were really small, even if he had just broken through to the Ninth Fold of the Blood Condensation Realm, he was not an opponent in the Qi Refining Period.

When the Blood Condensation Realm breaks through the Qi Refining Period, it will be baptized by the power of heaven and earth according to the strength of the monk, and the blood of the origin will be condensed.

There are three qualities of Origin Blood, each of which brings different benefits to monks, which also creates a gap between monks.

Whew!Whew!

Countless sword shadows attacked, each sword shadow carried a powerful sword aura, and the ink evil only blocked it a few times with the bone long knife, and the long knife let out a wail, and broke in unison.

The long knife that followed the ink evil for a long time came to the end of his life.

"Thirteenth Young Master, come back with me, maybe you can avoid death. ”

Mo Da stopped his attack and stood in place.

"Go back?" Mo Xie gave him a smile full of madness, and continued, "I really don't want to do this until the end, hehe." ”

Mo Xie glanced at Zhou Die, who was still struggling to persevere, and sighed, it shouldn't affect you.

Demon Slayer!

He raised his hand and gently placed it on his heart.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

His heart was beating at a rapid pace, and an extremely exaggerated desire to kill suddenly flooded his mind.

Ever since the Ancestor of Killing Spiritual Root and the Ink Evil merged into one, it has been in a dormant state.

It can only help the Ink Evil to cultivate, but this time, because the monk he faced was too powerful, the Ink Evil had to forcibly awaken the ancestral spirit root.

Let yourself and the Soul Root be one in the true sense of the word.

His soul trembled, his mind roared, and a substantial killing aura enveloped Mo Xie's body.

The originally clear look in the one-eyed eyes was suddenly full of evil and weirdness.

Tear and pull!

The ink evil tore the clothes on his body, and the scarlet patterns of the extreme mystery were all over the flesh, like protruding meridians.