Chapter 190: Addiction
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A blood-colored robe melted outside his body, and his long blood-colored hair fluttered, making his whole person look as if he was completely integrated with the surrounding environment, making his figure loom in this blood-colored land.
At this moment, on the earth, the blood-colored mist formed after the collapse of tens of thousands of blood-colored souls was rapidly burrowing into Yue Fan's body, and was being absorbed by him continuously.
But at this moment, Yue Fan didn't pay attention to these blood-colored mist at all, but stood quietly on this empty blood-colored land, lowered his head, the consciousness in his eyes appeared more and more as his body continued to condense, and his eyes, which were originally a little confused, gradually became bright, he raised his left hand and watched quietly.
After a long time, when the last wisp of blood-colored mist outside Yue Fan's body penetrated into his body and disappeared, in this empty land, Yue Fan was still standing there alone, and his gaze had never changed, and it still fell on his left hand.
Time passed slowly, and a few days later, Yue Fan's left hand slowly raised and fell slowly, and under this fall, a blood-colored big handprint came out again, but it was just condensed, and then it dissipated between Yue Fan's left hand.
"What kind of supernatural power is this, why did I just raise my hand, and when I pressed it, this blood-colored handprint that was enough to collapse all things would appear out of thin air, Yue Fan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes, which had become a little clear with the absorption of the blood-colored mist, appeared confused again.
At this moment, his memory had recovered with the absorption of those blood-colored mist, but he only remembered his name, but why he came back to this place, and why he came, his memory was blank, and even when he wanted to recall it carefully, there would be a stinging pain like a pinprick in his mind, which made him have to give up.
After trying to recall again to no avail, Yue Fan gave up thinking about the reason why he came here, and slowly sat cross-legged in the original place, his left hand, repeating again the action that had been carried out countless times, as if it had penetrated deep into his soul, together, with a press!
Gradually, with the passage of time, the land where Yue Fan was located regained wisps of red mist with the emitting of the mist in those blood-colored pools, and under the entanglement of these mist, a figure gradually formed, and those blood-colored souls were bred again.
But at this moment, when these blood-colored souls that had died were about to be resurrected again, they just appeared a somewhat illusory figure, but under Yue Fan's press, their bodies exploded again, turned into mist and went straight to Yue Fan, and were absorbed by Yue Fan again, as if they had become a black hole here in Yue Fan, devouring everything and devouring everything.
Those blood-colored mist dissipated in Yue Fan's body one by one in a blink of an eye, and as these blood-colored mist were absorbed again, Yue Fan's eyes became more and more sane, and the influx of these blood-colored mist made Yue Fan's body feel extremely comfortable.
This feeling that makes him a little addicted to it is a rapid and powerful feeling that constantly comes from the body with the absorption of these blood-colored mist, not only the body, but also the soul, as if under the nourishment of this blood-colored mist, it becomes extremely acute, and it is difficult for people to quit after experiencing this comfortable feeling that goes deep into the soul.
Yue Fan's eyes flickered, his gaze flickered, staring at the endless blood-colored earth, and there was a rare hint of greed in his eyes.
"Devour, I need to devour, devour all the blood-colored souls here, the mist born from this blood-colored soul can make my memories remember more, can make me extremely powerful, and can make me not experience the pain of death that is torn apart and devoured by people again"
Yue Fan stood up, no longer staying in a place where he hadn't moved for an unknown amount of time, looking at the blood-colored sky, blood fluttering, and after taking a deep breath, the whole person's body turned into a blood-colored streamer and galloped away into the distance.
At this moment, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and his body turned into a bloody light, moving forward on this blood-colored land, almost completely integrated with the surrounding environment, in his heart, there was only one desire, eager to devour more blood-colored souls, to obtain more powerful power.
The feeling brought by this blood-devouring soul made him deeply addicted to it at the moment.
After half a ring, under Yue Fan's gallop, a blood line appeared in the sky, and Yue Fan, standing at the forefront of this blood line, in his sight, a group of more than 10,000 blood-colored souls appeared.
At the same time that Yue Fan saw this group of blood-colored souls, this group of blood-colored souls also saw Yue Fan, and in a terrible roar echoed, that group of blood-colored souls roared towards Yue Fan under the leadership of dozens of blood-colored souls at the front, who were obviously much stronger than other blood-colored souls.
Yue Fan stood above the blood-colored sky at this moment, looking at those blood-colored souls rushing towards him, his eyes showed indifference, and at the moment when those blood-colored souls came, his left hand suddenly raised and pressed downward.
Under this press, the whole world was reversed, and a blood-colored handprint appeared under Yue Fan's palm, which was only a few circles larger than Yue Fan's palm when it first appeared, but as it continued to fall, the blood-colored mist between heaven and earth rumbled and continued to condense on it, and in the blink of an eye, this blood-colored handprint seemed to cover the sky and the sun, covering the sky, so that the sky here was completely shrouded in this blood-colored handprint.
This scene is strikingly similar to the scene shown by the blood-haired old man that day, as if all this is a reincarnation.
Yue Fan's eyes showed a cold glow, and the blood-colored big handprint continued to ripple out, like a wave above the sea of blood, spreading ferociously, those blood-colored souls that rushed to the front, one by one, under the impact of this ripple, the longest only lasted for more than a second, and they collapsed directly in the violent trembling of their bodies.
But there are exceptions, just like Yue Fan when the blood-haired old man came, there were several extraordinarily powerful blood-colored souls, although their bodies trembled violently, they did not collapse, but roared towards Yue Fan.
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