In this way, today's magic is not just used to replenish the aura at a critical juncture, today's magic is definitely entangled by the killing qi, it has mutated, and it can be completely substantiated, but the number is very rare, and the current night feather is only condensed with such a demon-transforming killing qi.

Ye Yu was always observing, and after the demon-killing qi entered the person's body, he immediately frantically absorbed the vitality of the person's whole body, and this vitality enveloped all the essence and spirit of the soul, blood, and flesh.

"Killing people with the killing qi of demon transformation can only be achieved to nourish qi, and if you want to make it split and transform it alone, it is missing something, it should be less enlightenment. Ye Yu pondered for a moment and glanced at the dried corpse, this person's cultivation was not high before his death, and there were some prohibitions in his body, which made it impossible for him to exert his full strength. This is not the only one, but almost all the prisoners in this prison.

The screams stopped with the man's death, but the prison was extremely quiet. It's just that this silence is after a few breaths, and the noise immediately shows up again, this time, more tyrannical than before!

Ye Yu walked to the next cell, the person who was being held in the cell, showed a bloodthirsty smile at Ye Yu, he licked his lips, took a few steps back, away from Ye Yu, and said: "This adult, you are cultivating, you do me a favor and kill the person in the cell opposite me, and I will fully cooperate with you, how about it?"

The person in the cell opposite this person was a tall man, and after hearing the words of the prisoner opposite, the big man widened his eyes and shouted: "Lao Tzu has long looked at you unpleasantly. This little brother, if you kill him, I will fully cooperate with you! Anyway, enough is closed in this bird place, Lao Tzu will die early and be reincarnated!"

"Since you have lived enough, that night will be fulfilled for you. Let you be liberated from this hypocritical world as soon as possible, and if you have a next life, you must not step into the path of cultivation. ”

After Ye Yu finished speaking calmly, the void of his right hand was connected to the left and right twice, and a little bright red appeared on the eyebrows of these two people at the same time, and it continued to spread. The two fell almost at the same time, but there was a hint of relief in their eyes.

From the moment he entered this place, Night Feather clearly noticed that there was also a dead aura in the murderous aura here!

This dead air, Ye Yu thought it was caused by too many dead people, but after really walking in this cage, he suddenly found that this dead air came from the prisoners who were imprisoned!

These prisoners have to suffer mentally day and night, they want to die, they want to kill themselves, but they don't have the courage to take that step, after all, when they really want to die, anyone is very unwilling, just because this is human nature.

The moment he eliminated the two of them, Night Feather's pupils contracted, and when he looked closely, he didn't use the Demon Killing Qi of these two people, and their bodies were well preserved, and there was no wilting.

But there was a strange aura on their bodies, which disappeared.

Night Feather's eyes flickered, and he vaguely felt as if he had grasped something, but when he thought about it carefully, he was a little confused.

"Turning magic into a magic decision, originally a taboo decision, damaging the self-interest of others, I have practiced this exercise so far, I have thought about it many times, and I always feel plausible, sometimes it seems to be enlightened, and sometimes it feels vague ......"

"Now, this demonic duel has turned into a strange red-black gas with the influence of the killing qi, and I will name it 'Demon Transformation and Killing Duel'! But is this demon-transforming killing duel beneficial or useless in the end?

I only know that if I can condense a few more demon killing paths, my combat power will be qualitatively improved, there is no doubt about it!"

Night Feather's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, and he looked at the two fallen prisoners and muttered to himself.

Ye Yu grabbed his right hand, and the strong man's body was grabbed by him, near the iron fence.

Ye Yu squatted down, and pointed his right hand on the blood hole in the person's eyebrows, and looked at it carefully.

His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and after a long time, Ye Yu sighed secretly, stood up, and walked to the next cell, following Ye Yu's footsteps, one prisoner after another, died.

This is simply a one-sided massacre, and those prisoners have no room to fight back, not to mention whether there is a prohibition on those people, even if there is no prohibition on them, they will not be the opponent of Ye Yu today.

All the prisoners were unwilling to be slaughtered like this, and every time Night Feather approached a cell, there would be people struggling, but there was no suspense in the end, and they couldn't walk through Night Feather's hands for a round.

The screams continued, and Night Feather's slaughter continued, his original white clothes had already been dyed blood red, and even his white hair was soaked red by the blood, and now Night Feather was actually the incarnation of Shura, the incarnation of death.

Today's Night Feather doesn't have any compassion, just a heart that is on the road to the strong.

If you want to become a real strong, you must go through the baptism of blood and bones, otherwise everything is empty talk.

Every time he killed someone, Night Feather had to check the corpse for a long time, thinking and observing carefully.

Five days later, most of the thousands of people in this cell died!

A thick air of death permeated here and lasted for a long time.

The originally noisy death row has now become even more eerie and silent because of Night Feather's killing.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to be slaughtered like a chicken and a cow, which is what makes these prisoners who originally wanted to die feel terrified.

As the saying goes, killing one person is a master, killing a thousand people is a hero, and if you want to be a hero, you must kill tens of millions of people.

The surviving people didn't know how many people the killing god had killed in this life, but judging from the fact that someone died in a single move, coupled with the fact that the young man didn't blink his eyes, this seemingly newcomer was actually a male among males who had killed tens of millions of people!

Today's Ye Yu is still very far away from the realm of male in male, but he has cultivated so far, and the people he has killed are not 10,000 but thousands, and a heroic heart, an iron-blooded and ruthless heart is the foundation of the cultivation realm.

Ye Yu observed the corpse of the near dry tool, and gradually had a trace of realization in his heart, but this realization seemed to be ethereal, always separated from him by a veil, unable to see clearly, unable to touch.

"What's the difference?" Night Feather muttered.

"Because you didn't kill enough! because you didn't kill enough!"

Just as Night Feather was thinking about the problem, a voice floated over.

An abrupt voice came, causing Night Feather's pupils to constrict, but he wasn't much surprised, because he had already spotted this uninvited guest just now.

A hoarse voice came from the cell where it had been confined, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman, but it was tantamount to a strong man.

Or a strong man who kills by killing!

Ye Yuhuo raised his head, looked at the cell where he had been forbidden for many years, and did not speak.