Flee.

Under the leadership of the blood python, go to the territory of the former Shura clan, which is considered the last refuge.

Wu Qiutian's intestines were injured, and a mouthful of old blood was held in his heart and not spit out, which was more painful than vomiting blood.

After a few days of cultivation, the Shura clan regained a foothold on the territory, but it was just a matter of cleaning.

On this day, Wu Qiutian was sitting in the pit drinking, and the blood python suddenly jumped into the pit: "King, during the period when the Shura clan was away, the surrounding demon clan actually invaded the territory of my Shura clan, I wonder if my king is interested in participating in the war?"

Wu Qiutian threw the wine jug to the blood python: "Fight, why don't you fight! Grandma's, I just happened to hold back the fire in my belly and nowhere to go, where is the evil ghost clan now, wait for me to go over and kill it!"

Half an hour later, Wu Qiutian returned.

It's just a small tribe, but there are more than 10,000 people, and all of them are killed in one move.

The blood python said: "If my king still has the strength, there is a demon tribe thousands of miles away, hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts, you can kill it again!"

"I'll go back as soon as I go. Wu Qiutian went out with an axe again.

It was three hours, and the exhaustion on his face was swept away, with a bloodthirsty expression, and he carried a dry relative who was still dripping with green juice on his shoulder.

"Rejoice!" let out a roar.

The blood python said again: "Thousands of miles away, millions of evil ghosts, please behead the king!"

This time, Wu Qiutian didn't turn around and leave, but stood on the spot and asked suspiciously: "Blood python, what do you mean by this?"

"My king has been holding back here for a few days, and he is depressed, maybe killing people can make the king feel better. The blood python said lightly.

"Am I a murderer?" Wu Qiutian asked.

"It's not. The blood python whispered.

"Is that the Shura clan incapable of eradicating those evil spirits?" Wu Qiutian asked again.

The blood python smiled and said: "The evil ghost clan is naturally not in the eyes of the Shura clan, if my king wants to kill, even if he kills, the blood python will definitely not have a second word." ”

"Since you want me to kill, what are you doing behind my ass with the bird rider and the others?" Wu Qiutian finally expressed the doubts in his heart.

The blood python said: "It seems that my king's cultivation is more profound, and even we are behind him, there is no other, but I ask my king to be safe." ”

"Blood python, what the hell do you want to do?" Wu Qiutian kept asking.

He really couldn't understand why the blood python kept asking him to kill the demon clan.

The cultivation of those evil ghost clans is not high, and many of these evil ghost clans do not have any cultivation. Evil ghosts, evil ghosts, evil ghosts are called evil ghosts, even if these evil ghosts do not have any cultivation, they are very cruel. If it weren't for that, Wu Qiutian wouldn't have killed these demons.

The blood python said: "The king has good intentions in his heart, but he still kills in the face of evil ghosts, none of these evil ghosts provoke the king, but the king has to kill them." It's not that they're useless, it's that they don't have the ability to fight the king, and if they do, they might not be the king. ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Qiutian seemed to understand the blood python's intentions.

The blood python explained: "Wang, it is not a shame to lose to the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi, he is the ghost emperor who has been famous for a long time in the Nine Netherworlds, second only to the cultivation of the Hades King, and can allow him to crisscross the Nine Netherworlds. Whether it was the Ten Halls of Yama or the Three Great Ghost Clans, none of them dared to go against Zhou Qi. After the defeat of our king, he was very decadent, but he forgot the death of the princess? ”

It turned out that the blood python wanted to make himself calm, it seemed that he was thinking too much, Wu Qiutian squatted down with a wry smile, and subconsciously took out a wine gourd.

The liquor went down his throat, and that feeling was what he wanted.

He wasn't borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, but the crispness of the liquor made him like the feeling of being burned.

The blood python did not stop his movements, but looked into the distance and said, "The Kyushu Continent is very large, the Nine Netherworld is also very large, and the Nine Heavens are even bigger. As big as the king's heart is, so is the heaven and earth that belongs to the king.

The princess may still exist in a corner of the Nine Netherworlds, or perhaps, she has already lost her soul. But no matter which outcome it is, the princess is the most beautiful princess in the king's heart after all.

Zhou Qi is going to die, and when the king has that strength, he will naturally be able to kill him.

If it were possible, it would be possible for the Hades King who had never appeared in the Nine Netherworlds to appear, and at that time, the King already had the qualifications to compete with Lu Donghua. And at that time, how many people the Shura clan could survive, the subordinates did not know. However, the subordinates can use the head of Xiang Shang to ensure that the Shura clan will follow the king whether they are killed or defeated in battle. ”

"Blood python, you are a wolf, a wolf who can still lead the Shura clan to rise in the Nine Netherworld after leaving me, why do you want to follow me, a human race whose cultivation is not as good as yours and whose vision is not as good as yours?" Wu Qiutian asked in a hoarse voice.

Squatted down slowly, snatched the wine jug from Wu Qiutian's hand and put it to his mouth, then put it down, lifted the wine jug and drank the wine in the jug dry, and let out a hearty sigh, the blood python said: "Because of a promise, because the strength you show now is enough to make the Shura clan bow down, because you are the descendant of Lord Xingtian, and because the rise of the Shura clan depends on you." ”

"You believe so much that I can lead the Shura clan to rise? Even I can't believe it. Wu Qiutian smiled a little bitterly.

He had no faith.

He couldn't understand why so many people had faith in Jean.

The blood python stretched out his hand, Wu Qiutian looked at him, and after a while, he took out another pot of spirits from the storage bag.

The two chatted about wine and song.

After drinking a pot, the blood python smacked his mouth: "It's not just me, millions of people, hundreds of thousands of monks, and all the clansmen of the Shura clan believe that you have this ability." Because you are Wu Qiutian, a Wu Qiutian who grew up from the lowest level of the minor monk by his own efforts. ”

"Nonsense, if it weren't for Wu Qiutian, you wouldn't have followed me. Wu Qiutian glanced at the blood python.

The blood python followed Wu Qiutian and drank slowly with the wine jar, but the way he drank was too bold, even if he tasted the wine in one sip, he drank half of the jar after a while.

"To tell the truth, it's not because of your three words, but because you value love and righteousness. The Blood Python has walked the Nine Netherworld Domains for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never seen a tribal leader go deep into the tiger's den for the sake of a so-called brother. The blood python laughed.

Wu Qiutian was silent.

Until now, he doesn't know if what he did is right in the eyes of others, he only knows that he did it when he thought about it at that time, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.

After walking in the cultivation world for decades, he has seen a lot of intrigues and intrigues in the cultivation world, and he is still so impulsive.

Maybe this is the emotion hidden in his bones, and in this life, nothing will change.

"Wang, tens of billions of evil ghosts in the Nine Netherworlds, Wang Ke has the confidence to kill!" the blood python stood up, looked up at the sky, and roared.

Wu Qiutian also stood up and stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the shoulder of the blood python: "It's exactly what I want!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The monks of the Shura tribe were alarmed by the killing, and they all stood up and roared: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The army was immediately selected, each with a team, and began to sweep in all directions with the Shura tribe territory as the center. One by one, the small tribes of the demon clan were swept away, and some of the demon clans who wanted to resist were killed and disappeared into the Nine Netherworlds.

The black aura within a radius of 100,000 li in the territory of the Shura clan has become a lot stronger, and the screams of the demon clan can be heard everywhere in the empty wilderness.

I don't know how long it took, the two armies gathered together again, and Wu Qiutian was on the verge of breaking through. Along the way, he killed at least 10 million evil spirits, and every evil ghost was a heinous person.

The Evil Ghost Clan was originally selected after the mortal souls entered the Nine Netherworlds, and the ordinary evil souls were not appreciated at all, and only the heinous people in the mortal world had the opportunity to become a member of the evil ghost clan.

Such a soul is extremely enjoyable to kill, and there will be no discomfort in the heart.

What made Wu Qiutian strange was that every time he killed an evil ghost, there would be less anger in his chest, and when the evil ghost killed a certain number, he felt that his dantian was about to be broken.

As if these demons were the witch breath in his body, the discovery made him even more insane.

Many ordinary monks of the Shura army who followed him were stunned, they had been following Wu Qiutian for a long time, but they had never seen Wu Qiutian so ferocious.

Where is the fighting, it is completely merciless slaughter.

When the demon's head is cut off, it disappears, and there is no possibility of leaving a corpse on the ground, only some colorful juice on the weapon.

"Haha, my king is mighty, he actually killed tens of millions of evil ghosts, and his subordinates can't kill eight million, so I'm ashamed. The blood python laughed.

Wu Qiutian couldn't laugh at it, if the evil ghost was his food, then his current situation was not very good, because he was too hungry.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Camp on the spot, I'm going to break through." ”

The blood python's face became serious: "Set up camp on the spot, and all the Shura warriors will stand in line according to the level of cultivation, and protect my king in the center!"

Wu Qiutian sat cross-legged, and a stream of clearly visible white aura rose from his head, and these white breaths began to squeak after touching the gray aura in the air, like water meeting fire.

The white aura spread, and soon a hole the size of a hill melted into the sky above where the army was stationed.

The gray above became more pronounced, and the louder the sound became after encountering the white breath, and by the end, all the Shura were almost able to see the scenery on the Kyushu continent.

I don't know how many tens of millions of zhang of white breath have risen, and half a month has passed, and Wu Qiutian has not reacted at all.

And at this moment, where the pink bed was, the pink-clothed woman's apricot eyes suddenly opened, and her mouth let out a violent shout: "Bold, dare to break through in the Nine Netherworlds, it is really bolder than that dead man." Come and let Zhou Qi interrupt him to break through. ”

After a while, Zhou Qi received the transmission, and immediately flew towards the location of Wu Qiutian's cultivation non-stop.