In the sword mound, scarlet aura continued to fill Long Fan's body, and under this murderous aura, Long Fan's eyes slowly turned scarlet.

Looking at the graceful body in front of him, Long Fan felt that his mouth was a little dry, and swallowed his saliva slightly;

Under the influence of that powerful killing aura, Long Fan felt that his mind was becoming more and more blurred, and that feeling was becoming more and more occupied by his own body.

Slowly, gently, his eyes were blood-red and he climbed towards the graceful body in front of him.

When Long Fan came to the beautiful woman, Long Fan smelled a wisp of fragrance on the tip of his nose, and the temperature on his body became higher and higher, and finally, he came to the beautiful woman.

Slowly, he leaned down, all the most primitive instincts slowly unfolded, when he entered, he could clearly see the beautiful woman under him, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, the eyes were closed, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly; seeing the scene in front of him, the desire in Long Fan's heart instantly became more intense.

Under Long Fan's strong invasion, the beautiful woman finally slowly opened her eyes at this moment, he saw a delicate, handsome young man, he was lying on his body, moving, with his movements, he felt the pain in his lower body like tearing.

"Who are you, boy, and what have you done to me?" and at last, under the pain, she was a little unconscious, and she cried out in some horror.

However, the young man did not respond to her, at this moment, the huge energy around him swept in again, as if sending out an energy storm, enveloping the two of them, and streams of energy flowed in the bodies of the two; with the influx of energy, the strength in the bodies of the two people continued to increase, and the woman who had been awake also became blurred again under the energy rage.

The two of them suddenly felt at this moment that the other party was the most important person in the world, and they couldn't leave each other in this life.

The passion continued, and at the entrance of the sword mound at this time, the flower bee looked at the three people in front of him, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Shadow killing, I've had enough, if you retreat now, I'll spare your life, otherwise, I'll kill today!"

"Hmph! Flower Picking Bee, you will also be able to do light work, but your strength is not our opponent at all, you don't even dare to even the most basic confrontation, you only dare to constantly use light skills to dodge, and now you are still ashamed!" Shadow Kill looked at the Flower Picking Bee in front of him, and there was a trace of disdain in his exposed eyes.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!" The flower bee shook his head helplessly, and at this moment, he disappeared completely; he appeared next to another Shura ghost general, and with a dip of his right hand, he directly dug out the ghost general's Shura heart;

In this scene, no one can see clearly how the flower bee made a move, this powerful Shura ghost general, in his hands, did not even have time to react, he was dug out of the Shura heart by the other party, and died tragically in the hands of the other party.

"You're looking for death!" Murong Yin, who was waiting for the reaction, was angry in his heart and roared loudly.

"Hmph, do you think your identity has a deterrent effect on me? Or do you really think in your heart that your father, Murong Hai, can break through the seal of the Lord of Killing and rush to the outside world to kill me?"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Yin instantly closed his mouth, yes, he knew that his father was powerful, not to mention his father, he would not be able to break through the seal of the Lord of Killing, otherwise, Murong Hai would not be a Shura ghost general, but an Asura king.

There is another one, that is, even if his father really kills the other party, but if he is dead, even if he takes revenge, what is the use!

The higher their status, the higher their cultivation, and the more they enjoy it, the more they cherish their lives, and even among the warlike Shura clan, there are no shortage of such people.

"Flower Picking Bee, I remember you!" Seeing the strength displayed by the Flower Picking Bee, Shadow Kill also knew that he was not the opponent of the other party at all, and immediately cast Shadow Escape and fled into the distance.

Murong Yin also left quickly with his own people.

Looking at the retreating enemy, Shura looked at the flower-picking bee in front of him, arched his hand and said, "I really didn't expect that the legendary flower-picking bee is actually such a person!"

Listening to Shura's words, the flower bee reverted to his cynical attitude, and said with a smile: "I was just scaring and scaring them; if I really fight, how could I be their opponent! ”

Looking at the flower-picking bee in front of him, Shura didn't plan to get to the bottom of it, and then said: "Long Fan has been in for a while; I don't know what happened!"

"Why are you waiting here, let's go in and have a look!" said the flower picker, and then thought about walking among the sword mounds.

However, as soon as he and Shura stepped in, a powerful and sharp blood-red sword qi stabbed towards the two of them.

As soon as the figure of the flower-picking bee flashed, it dodged over, and what kind of person was Shura, in the face of battle, he was never timid and flinched; as soon as the spiritual power on his body moved, he met it with a punch.

"Boom!" - a loud bang.

Shura's whole body flew upside down, and his right fist was torn apart by this punch, and he was drenched in blood.

"Boy, how are you?" Seeing Shura's right arm, the figure of the flower picking bee flashed, and he came to his side and asked.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that it's just the arm, I'm afraid it will take three days to recover!" Shura looked at his right arm and said slowly.

The flower bee nodded, and the two of them were about to raise their feet again and walk inside, but when they looked up, they saw an amazing scene.

I saw that there was a scene in front of me, which was condensed into a huge tornado by a sword qi that was like a sword qi, Shura's cultivation was so powerful, it was directly abolished by that sword qi, and now, with such countless sword qi, what kind of scene was it.

"Let's retreat!" The flower bee who saw this scene said to Shura beside him, and as soon as his body moved, he flashed towards the exit.

However, in the face of Shura and the flower bees, those sword qi had no intention of chasing and killing, but quickly shot towards the sword mound.

Time passed little by little, and in the depths of the sword mound, there were two figures lying quietly, and one after another powerful sword qi energy shuttled through the bodies of the two, constantly enhancing the bodies, strength, cultivation, and will of the two.

"It's been many years, someone has finally come to the sword mound, and I have finally waited for my inheritor!" Long Fan, who came to his senses, a voice appeared in his mind.

Then, he felt a blackness in front of him, and then a man in a blood-red robe appeared in front of him.

"Who are you, where is this?" asked Long Fan in the silent space.

"This should be your own consciousness space, and I, while I was alive, someone called me "kill"!" the man said with a smile at Long Fan.

"Killing?" Long Fan was puzzled for a moment, and then, as if he had thought of something, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the other party, a little incredulous, and stammered: "Could it be, could it be, that you are the Lord of Killing?"

"Boy, we don't have much time, don't talk about this nonsense yet;

Long Fan's eyes darkened, and then, the scene in front of him changed again, he saw a blood-red abyss, in this abyss, there were waves of palpitating energy, battle intent, and breath were about to move.

Subsequently, Long Fan saw that in this abyss, there were Shura who had terrifying battle intent on their bodies, a powerful aura on their bodies, and Shura swords in their hands, rushing out of the abyss.

This is a piece of Shura ghost generals, and among these ghost generals, Long Fan can feel that their cultivation is comparable to that of human gods, and even the powerhouses of the "Tribulation" realm.

"Whew!"

He saw ten figures shoot out of it, and that powerful aura, Long Fan could only feel it from his master.

"Shura is handsome!"

When the ten Shura ghost commanders had gathered all the Shura, a huge figure slowly rose from the abyss.

Seeing this figure, Long Fan could see that the ten powerful Shura ghost commanders all knelt on the ground at this moment, and the Shura ghost generals behind them also knelt down at this time.

"Meet the Asura King!"

"Get up, all of them, today, is the great day of our Shura clan, this wonderful world is waiting for everyone's conquest, go, go and conquer this world!" said the Asura King to the Shura.

"Yes!"

The words fell, and the Shura left the abyss like locusts.

At this moment, the picture in front of Long Fan's eyes flashed again, he saw the slaughter of the human race by the Shura clan, in their eyes, there was only battle, this was a battle drowned in history, this was the dark history of mankind.

Long Fan saw the scene of the woman being killed, saw Shura raise the butcher's knife to the baby, and saw that the place where Shura passed was desolate and lifeless.

Suddenly, at this moment, the sky changed dramatically, and then, a huge palm fell from the sky, and with one move, it crushed a large number of Shura ghosts.

"Hmph, your opponent is us!" When this palm appeared, the ten Shura ghost handsomes also jumped out and slowly spoke to the owner of that palm.