Countless souls seemed to have found the best home, and they entered Chu Fei's meridians one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info At this moment, Chu Fei experienced the most painful thing in the world, because the original never-ending words had hit his brain.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and he no longer had the look that a normal person should have, and even looked crazy. There was a bit of weirdness in his behavior, and he began to gulp down the demon blood in this blood pool.

At this time, the formation imprinted on the ground began to activate, and the red lines entered the blood pool like shackles, and then entrenched on Chu Fei's body.

When the shackles touched the demonic blood, it would form a kind of seal, as if it was going to imprison Chu Fei in the blood pool. But when the flail encounters normal flesh and blood, it has no effect, and can only stay in place sluggishly.

Chu Fei fell into a strange state, his body was constantly replaced by demon blood, but on the other hand, he was constantly recovering his original flesh and blood.

There was a wonderful balance between destruction and regeneration, which made it impossible for those red shackles to seal him completely.

Although the flesh and blood have produced a strange balance, there is a big problem with the meridians, and the sudden influx of dead souls seems to use this as a playground.

These revenant souls, who had been soaked in demon blood for a long time, had completely turned into fierce demons, and they were constantly infecting Chu Fei's emotions, occupying his body, and even competing for his dominance.

The spirituality within the dantian suddenly noticed something changing, and in the incomparably small spirituality, there was an infinite dimensional rune that was shining, and the wisps of rhythm began to spread out, gradually affecting Chu Fei's body. When all this is done, it seems to be extremely lazy and does not like to interfere too much in idle matters. Except for the occasional revenant that appeared next to it and was bitten down, it didn't even chase after the other revenants.

Every time it devoured a revenant, Chu Fei seemed to be able to get a moment of tranquility. It's okay like this, at least in Chu Fei's body, there is an extra way to destroy the soul.

"Kill, blood, hate!" I don't know when, Chu Fei's brain can no longer think about normal things, only these monotonous three emotions remain.

The three emotions were endless, constantly crushing all of Chu Fei's normal emotions, and even replacing them, trying to master Chu Fei's body. As time passed slowly, the moon and the sun had changed several times, and Xie Xuerong, who was outside the door at this moment, was a little anxious.

After waiting for several days, he kept muttering: "No, when will this Blood Demon Pill be refined by my uncle? Could it be that he thinks that I am a talent that can be made, so he can refine a high-quality one for me?" He continued to comfort himself, but his heart became more and more anxious as time passed.

When he was about to take it anymore, the door that had been closed for a long time finally opened. As the gate opened, the long-accumulated smell of blood erupted from the gate, and even Xie Xuerong, who was accustomed to the smell of blood, couldn't help but retch.

The stronger the smell, the more excited he became, for he knew that he would soon have an excellent Blood Demon Body. Xie Xuerong raised his head excitedly, trying to look at the figure walking out of the door.

But what he saw was a headless figure, and when he looked closely, he found that the figure's clothes were so similar to his own, as if it were his own body.

He felt tiredness come on, his eyes seemed to grow weaker and weaker, and his mouth kept changing, but he couldn't make a sound.

He could only think: "My body, how can it be in front." My head, how could it be on the ground, this..."Before he died, he seemed to still wonder, but his eyes became darker and darker, and then completely black.

At this time, a touch of red hair quietly floated out of the blood hall, and after a while, a young man with a strange smile had already picked up the head that he didn't know was dead.

The young man was extremely strange, his hair and eyebrows were scarlet, as if they had been coagulated by blood.

And even the eyes seem to be soaked in blood, just a light gaze, I feel a sea of learning, with an endless fishy smell.

He had a strange look, not as if it were a human being, a little wooden, a little crazy, and he used ten scarlet nails to dig into the confused head.

After the nails entered this head, they began to constantly agitate, absorbing all the essence from this mind. In an instant, the head, which was still relatively full, began to shrink, and finally turned into a pile of powder, floating in the air.

The young man seemed completely unsatisfied, and looked back at the headless corpse, but let out a contemptuous smile, which in his eyes had no more value.

Then he just licked his scarlet lips with his scarlet tongue, sniffing the air with his nose about the taste of flesh and blood, feeling the incomparably delicious blood food around him.

Then, as if he had noticed something, he began to look around, his expression excited, his body bent slightly, and then burst out violently.

The bluestone on the ground suddenly collapsed, countless cracks covered the ground, and a huge sound echoed throughout the imperial city, with a few blood-red voices, accompanied by the howling of the wind, seemed to announce to everyone in the entire imperial city that all this was his blood food.

Gradually, in the originally brightly lit Yanmu Imperial City, a headless corpse began to appear, and those heads were nowhere to be found.

What's even more bizarre is that there is not a drop of blood in the bodies of these headless corpses, and everything seems to be concentrated in the disappeared heads.

This terrible thing is constantly spreading, and it may only be in the blink of an eye.

For example, the Guards, who were still patrolling, had all lost their lives at a corner, leaving only a few shriveled headless corpses.

Or in the frolicking dormitory, the clouds and rain were still turning, and after a while, there were only a few bodies of men and women who were happy.

If you look closely, it seems that you can find some patterns in it, and these men and women who have lost their heads seem to have tortured and killed others.

The young man was like the most industrious sapper, constantly wandering in the imperial city, taking away one evil creature after another.

His scarlet nails seemed to be the best way to absorb them, and with each life he absorbed, the blood red in his eyes swelled a little.

At sunrise in the east, less than forty percent of the population remained in the palace of Noda, and overnight, there were hundreds of headless corpses.

Countless cages were opened in the Imperial City, and the imprisoned slaves were freed, but few of the slaves were headless.

The last naked figure disappeared into the imperial city at this moment, and someone seemed to see that the pair of blood-red eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night.

But what it represents is bloody.