"I am the pavilion machine spirit you guessed, this pavilion is not better than the pavilion, it is actually the ancient killing domain, if you want to get the inheritance inside, it depends on your luck. The woman's lazy voice appeared in Sikong Haoran's soul ocean, which caught him off guard, making him break out in a cold sweat and shudder.

His soul was now wrapped in a golden coat, and there was also the suppression of the Soul Refining Ding, and the woman's voice was able to appear in the ocean of her soul as if she had entered a no-man's land, and she was terrified for a while.

This space, even the Ancient Killing Domain, was under her control, and it was a breeze to enter the intruder's soul world.

"Ancient Killing Domain, this... , is it more powerful than the dark night?" Sikong Haoran muttered to himself.

Xiao Jinghong felt a killing intent, even the killing intent that permeated the entire space, and even Sikong Haoran, who was not far away, was enveloped by this killing intent.

"Boy, when do you have to wait, when I die, you will also be buried!" Xiao Jinghong held Han Jiang, the capillary blood holes all over his body trembled in this killing intent, every inch of his skin endured indescribable pain, he couldn't care about the pride in his heart, and said sharply to Sikong Haoran, who was standing not far from this space.

Sikong Haoran knew that the warning signs in his heart would not appear for no reason, if he didn't make a move, it would be his turn at that time, he didn't know what the test was, but now he had to make a choice.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit realm intermediate soul power permeated this space, and the wind traceless body pulled out an afterimage, swinging the most powerful sword towards the breath captured by the soul power.

Since it is an ancient domain killing instrument spirit, it cannot be measured by common sense, and only by joining forces to break the killing intent that envelops the two can we find a solution in it.

Xiao Jinghong's evil face was full of hideousness, and Han Jiang in his hand also felt the anger of his master, and between the inch-inch knife bursts, there was a long roar, his hands were tightly held on the hilt, and the second weight of the mad knife technique "swept away a thousand troops" slashed towards the woman in a pink dress again.

Even if the two of them were domineering and fierce in their sword and swordsmanship, it was impossible to hurt their woman in the slightest, and at the moment when Sikong Haoran slashed out his sword qi, he stepped forward again, and at this time, the woman with her back to him showed a trace of cunning and dissipated in this space.

"Not good!"

Sikong Haoran felt a trace of uneasiness at the moment when the woman disappeared, because the knife that Xiao Jinghong slashed arrived in front of his eyes in an instant, but this did not escape his soul's sight, the sword passed through Sikong Haoran's phantom, and a strand of hair drifted away with the fragmented figure.

"Huh...... It's a good way to go, and it reminds me of a man many years ago. The jade foot was light, and the woman was suspended in this layer of space, and her gaze stayed on Sikong Haoran's body for a moment.

Immediately, a sea of flowers swept from all around the two, like a rushing tsunami, which instantly wrapped them in it, and the strong pressure made it extremely difficult for them to even raise their hands and feet.

The sea of flowers is non-stop

Spinning, and then, the delicate petals emitted a thick scarlet blood mist, and then filled the space where the two of them were, as if they were in a pool of blood.

The woman's lotus step moved lightly, and with a wave of her hand, the petals surrounding the two of them were like points of light flowing between heaven and earth, rapidly pouring into their bodies.

Sikong Haoran completely lost control of his body at this time, and even the Soul Refining Ding in the soul ocean was cut off.

He only felt that the endless stream of petals like sharp blades was cutting his body, and he was enjoying Ling Chi's torment everywhere in his body, even with his Bone Forging Realm Perfection Realm's physique, this sky full of petals was as easy as mowing grass.

With the influx of petals and the invasion of scarlet blood mist, Sikong Haoran's fierceness hidden in the deepest part of his heart was released.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Haoran appeared in front of a stone wall, and seven blood-colored killing words came to his face, revealing a monstrous killing force, dripping with blood, as if he had seen a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

In an instant, Sikong Haoran felt as if he had fallen into the hell of reincarnation, his face turned pale instantly, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and even the capillary blood pores of his body were trembling slightly, and he was short of breath as if he had just experienced a life-and-death battle.

The seven killing characters seemed to come to life at this moment, and they kept trembling, as if they wanted to break free from the shackles of this stone wall.

Suddenly, Sikong Haoran's mind was blood-red.

In a flash, the storm and storm rose again.

Everything around him was stained red with blood, stone walls, air, dirt, palms, eyes, everywhere he could see was filled with stumps, severed arms, and blood.

The terrifying killing intent condensed like substance, suppressing his nerves, Sikong Haoran stood in place and didn't dare to move, the long sword in his hand buzzed.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that in this terrifying killing intent, he can't move at all.

It wasn't until he came to his senses that he realized that these seven killing words were just words engraved on the stone wall, and after a long silence, Sikong Haoran slowly closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them again.

Through the seven killing words, he saw an earth-shattering battle, in which all the people were swordsmanlike, and each of them attacked with world-destroying energy.

With each swing of the sword, the reddened earth was covered with a thick layer of blood and corpses. It was as if I could see their struggles, their pain, their blood slowly flowing bit by bit.

A figure, a blood-colored long sword, as if walking on the ground, the place passed, the people in front of it were scattered one after another, and when the viscous blood was flying, part of it was swallowed by the blood-colored long sword in the hand of this figure.

Corpses were scarred all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

Sikong Haoran was holding the long sword at this time, half-kneeling on the ground, his breathing was a little chaotic, he seemed to feel that he was the figure holding the blood-colored long sword, carefully recalling the scene he had just seen, and a different kind of light flashed in his blood-colored eyes.

I don't know how long it has been, Sikong Haoran slowly stood from his half-kneeling state

Standing up, the long hair that was originally bound had already broken free from the cage at some point, and danced wildly with the light gray robe in the murderous aura of the sky.

The long sword in his hand pointed to the sky, and a blood-colored murderous aura spewed out from the long sword, and then quickly wrote a killing word in the air, echoing the seven killing words on the stone wall.

"Kill!"

As the killing word took shape, Sikong Haoran stepped out and slowly spit out a word from his mouth.

The killing word suspended in front of him made a shocking tremor as if he felt a call, and then, this killing word turned into a blood-colored long sword, which sank into Sikong Haoran's eyebrows.

Everything around him gradually dissipated, and the scarlet blood mist that originally permeated his body, trapping his breath, also disappeared into nothingness at the moment when the killing word disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes, and without deliberately releasing his breath, his whole body was shrouded in a strong killing intent, which revolved around his body and spread out in all directions. It's like a part of his body, echoing his sword intent.

"The young man is good, you can condense the killing intent so quickly, it is enough to see that your talent is different. Lin Laiquan's voice came from the front, and as when she first came in, the woman sat on the edge of the bath, a pair of jade feet gently swaying in the pool water, causing ripples.

Sikong Haoran didn't speak, clenched the long sword in his hand, cautiously looked at the soft-spoken woman in front of him, and appreciated her power, only to know that under her beautiful appearance, there were endless dangers, not to mention that she was still an ancient domain killing machine spirit, and now she was in it, life and death were all in her thoughts.

"Oops... Don't be afraid, people won't eat you. The woman in the pink dress turned her head slightly and continued: "Since you have passed this level of test, then you have been approved by me, you see that cold and cold silly boy has not come out yet, such a beautiful day, sit with me and wait for him." ”

At the moment when the woman turned around, the snow white that seemed to be hidden was in full view, with Sikong Haoran's soul attainment, he quickly took a deep breath and turned his head slightly. "This demon girl looks like an older senior at one moment, and like a little girl at the same time, with such a strange personality. ”

"You actually said that I was old, okay, I don't think you want to leave alive!" The white jade-like jade feet tapped in the bath, and the water splashed in the sky quickly shot away in the direction where Sikong Haoran was.

Sikong Haoran suddenly realized at this time that she had been able to penetrate my heart before, so wouldn't she know what she was thinking just now. Before he could take precautions, he found that he couldn't move, and could only watch the splash of water condense above his head, drenching himself into a soup chicken.

"Haha...!" a silver bell-like laugh echoed through the space.

Sikong Haoran: "..."

Sikong Haoran closed his eyes at this time, sighing in his heart, the helplessness, grievances, doubts, and fear in his heart were mixed, which... How can this ancient domain killing instrument spirit be as eccentric as the little senior sister Ye Ziying, and love to play tricks on people.

"Bang....

”

The sound of the sword qi whistling was like a terrifying roar, and a wisp of cold air mixed with killing intent spread wantonly around Xiao Jinghong, the evil face was even more gloomy, and the cold river in his hand was also tinged with a faint scarlet.

The first thing that caught his eye was Sikong Haoran, who was soaked all over his body, he didn't know why this happened, and he didn't have the heart to explore this issue, his heart was burning with flames, strong anger, the pride of the dignified Sword Sect, he was one step too late to condense the killing intent and break free from the cage.

This made Xiao Jinghong's heart extremely unbalanced, the cold river in his hand buzzed, and he took a step towards Sikong Haoran.

"The air covers the mountains and rivers. ”

The sword qi burst out from the cold river, and even the air was bubbling with a faint cold air in the place where it passed, and the crazy knife technique was already murderous, plus Xiao Jinghong had condensed the killing intent just now, and it was even more fierce and incomparable.

At the moment when Xiao Jinghong sent out his sword aura, Sikong Haoran felt that the aura that enveloped him dissipated, and the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Technique was used at full speed, dodging this crazy knife.

Whether you test the sword with me, or have other purposes, Sikong Haoran couldn't bear it, the cold light in his eyes rose, and the fifth form of Haoran Sword Technique was a drop in the ocean, and he swung a sword volley towards the roaring sword qi.

"Boom!"

The two figures quickly retreated, while Sikong Haoran rushed towards the scarlet blood curtain, he had to leave this space, otherwise he didn't know what he would be like being tortured by this ancient domain killing machine spirit.

"I also want to be clever under my nose, you are still too tender!" The woman's voice echoed in the sea of Sikong Haoran's soul, with a hint of annoyance and coquettishness.

Xiao Jinghong saw Sikong Haoran's body motionless in front of the scarlet blood curtain, his face was flushed, as if with deep helplessness, looking at the woman by the bath in horror.

"Don't you want to stay with me yet?"

(End of chapter)