Seeing everything in front of them clearly, everyone realized that because they were in a trance, or because the flesh and blood were fused with the snow, they all neglected something.

The upper half of Xixue Peak has been destroyed by the battle, and there is nothing left. And the summit of the mountain that everyone saw from a distance was not a stone at all, but a corpse, a mountain of corpses that was thousands of meters high.

The blood was like a stream left down the mountain of corpses, wrapped in flesh and blood, and rolled up with snow and rushed down until the bottom of the mountain.

On the top of the corpse mountain, Shura sat on the corpse, one foot hanging at will, and the other foot bent on the corpse. The long blood-colored hair on his head was divided into hundreds of strands, a hundred meters long, and it was completely unfolded behind him like a peacock opening a screen.

At the end of each strand of hair there was a demon clan with the strength of a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and hundreds of Da Luo Jin Immortals were pierced through their chests by these hairs, unable to move. The blood and qi of all the Great Luo Golden Immortal Demon Clan were like a small river, flowing down these hairs towards Shura, and then absorbed by him.

In the midst of the blood and qi, it seemed that there was a great Buddha of blood sitting behind Shura, with a terrifying evil smile on his face, opening his bloody mouth and constantly devouring the souls of the dead demon clan of the entire Xixue Peak.

A gust of wind blew, whirring, like a ghost crying wolf, shaking the earth.

On the top of the corpse mountain, Shura was holding the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife in one hand, and there was a figure hanging on this terrible blood-colored long knife, which was pierced through the chest by the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife, and there was almost no blood on his body, and the ice muscles and snow bones were white and flawless, and it was the Snow Demon Lord.

The only bit of white in the blood-colored region makes people can't help but look at it.

At this time, she was still alive, her face was frightened, her body was trembling, and she had long lost the cold temperament of the former Lord of the West Snow Peak. She also had the heart to escape, but she was controlled by Shura's blood and qi powers, and she couldn't move at all.

Shura's other hand holds a head. The facial features are clear, and Zhaoming is not a stranger, but the head of a mirage. In the past, it was this person who deliberately allowed the Wu clan to take him captive, and even prevented others from rescuing him.

This head, as Black Pi said, has been refined into a human head bowl by Shura.

The Snow Demon Lord was pierced through the chest by the Blood Shadow Blade, and the wound was located. The blood continued to flow, dripping down the Blood Shadow Blade, and then flowing into the human head bowl refined by the mirage's head.

With a hint of a smile on his mouth, although he was covered with injuries and ragged clothes, Shura at this time had an indescribable evil charm, even the body that looked a little fat made people feel an overwhelming sense of oppression.

After the human head bowl refined by the mirage demon was filled with the blood of the snow demon lord, Shura took the human head bowl to his mouth and drank it without hesitation. Drink several bowls in a row. Zai Ha Ha Da Lu smiled: "Slut, when you deceived my eldest brother back then, did you ever think that there would be today." ”

In this battle, Shura won, but it was not easy to win, the injuries were terrifying, the large pieces of flesh and blood were missing, and the appearance was extremely terrifying. Laughing maniacally at this point. It also adds a wild atmosphere, as if the fierce gods and evil spirits from the world of death. People are all frightened, but Zhaoming is relieved.

Maybe it's selfish, but that's the truth, between millions or even tens of millions of demon clans and Shura, he didn't hesitate to choose the latter.

It was only after a sigh of relief that a deep uneasiness swelled up. The scene in front of him is very similar to what he saw in the karmic fire illusion. Shura has almost become a demon controlled by the desire to kill.

I couldn't help but think of the bitter monk again, the world-famous powerhouse with an extraordinary background, the master who led the Taoist and the quasi-Taoist people.

At that time, Shura had only become a little ruthless, and the bitter monk saw the murderous anger hidden in his heart. He even prophesied that he would wreak havoc on boundless sins. Now it seems that that is not a lie, just because of the battle in front of us, there are at least millions of Shura.

It is also a loss that he is a blood demon, and he can make up for the consumption of true qi by absorbing the blood and qi of others, if he is replaced by someone else, even if these millions of people stand and kill him, he will run out of true qi and die.

The slaughter has been done, the cause and effect have been settled, and we don't know what the consequences will be.

And what worries Zhaoming even more is that if the killing in front of him is not the boundless killing predicted by the bitter monk, but just a warm-up before the killing, what will happen in the future?

No one knew the way, so Zhaoming suddenly had the urge to find the bitter monk at this moment, and ask everything he wanted to say.

Looking at the corpse mountain again, the figure of the Snow Demon Lord single-handedly picking up the sword, Zhaoming was inexplicably touched.

In a trance, there was an indescribable touch in his heart, this younger brother, who had always been a little worried, seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. He already has the momentum of being in charge of one side, and he also has the strength to dominate the world, after this battle, not to mention that the world is famous, but at least the entire demon clan is afraid that everyone knows the name of the Dao Shura.

became stronger, not only himself, but also this younger brother, but for some reason, a faint sadness swelled in Zhaoming's heart. remembered a lot of things in the demon garden, and Ah Cao protected the two of them like a hen guarding her cubs.

And I don't know when the road began, maybe it was when he left Skyrim Ridge, maybe it was during the battle of Lushan, or when he met the Rakshasa prince for the first time and shocked others with killing.

The Shura who was panicked behind him, had no master of the six gods, and even cried his nose from time to time, was gone.

Under the influence of the Wu Clan, the Rakshasa Clan, the Demon Clan, and even themselves, all factors worked together to banish the former Shura to the unknown world, and then released this Shura who seemed to kill the Demon King.

"In the past, you let the mirage harm my eldest brother and almost killed him. I swore back then that one day I would kill you, Xixuefeng, would bleed into a sea, crush that villain, use his head to hold wine, and eat your flesh and blood. ”

"My eldest brother is kind, let me not use the sword soldiers, I have to give you three chances. Do you think I was annoyed when you refused three times?" Shura Senran smiled, shook his head and said, "Wrong, you are completely wrong! I am excited, I am excited that you slut actually gave me a chance to make a move. ”

"Your blood tastes good, but I've had enough. You...... You can die!"

As soon as the words fell, the strength of his left hand was spitted out, and he directly crushed the human head bowl refined by the mirage demon's head, and then saw that his right arm was strong, and his true qi was surging, and he was about to kill the snow demon lord.

"Stop!" Dijun immediately shouted and rushed over.

Sensing that someone was coming, Shura directly pointed a finger, and the blood light was like an arrow at Di Jun. A flame condensed in Di Jun's hand, and the red light flowed, as if the sun star was directly slapped on the blood light.

There was a loud "bang", the blood light shattered, and Di Jun himself took a few steps back.

In the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, everyone was stunned, Shura actually made a breakthrough in this battle, and he was no longer a Da Luo Golden Immortal. But it's normal to think about it, in the face of the Snow Demon Lord and nearly 10 million troops, I'm afraid it's a bit outrageous to want to win with the strength of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm.

Seeing the figure of Emperor Jun, Shura's eyebrows flashed with murderous aura, and the true qi in his hand was running, and he was about to kill the Snow Demon Lord. He knew the character of Emperor Dao, and he was afraid that he would stop him.

"Shura, stop!"

This voice made Shura stop, and the speaker was naturally Zhaoming.

"Big brother!" Shura was stunned: "Why are you here?"

Zhaoming smiled faintly: "Heipi said that you are crazy, I will naturally come!"

"This black skin, it's really ...... I've been a military advisor for so many years, and I'm still more loyal to you. Shura shook his head and smiled. A strange feeling suddenly rose in everyone's hearts, and Shura, who was smiling at this time, actually made them feel an illusion: innocent.

"You made this flesh and blood blurry and resentful without any trouble, he is naturally afraid of you!" Zhaoming smiled, glanced at the snow demon lord who was hanging on the blood shadow mad knife and said again: "Come down, revenge is also avenged, I think it is more appropriate to let her live than kill her." ”

Shura frowned, then stretched, nodded and smiled: "What the eldest brother said is true! Then I won't kill her!"

After speaking, he slapped a palm on the Snow Demon Lord's chest, slapping her out of the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife as if she had pulled a string of barbecue meat from a bamboo skewer, and a red blood bead rushed away from the wound.

Di Jun hurriedly raised his hand and sucked it into his hand, using his true qi to heal his wounds.

"These people, let them go!" Zhao Ming pointed to the hundreds of Luo Jin Immortal Demon Clans hanging in his hair. Some of them have died after being able to absorb the blood, but most of them are still alive.

Shura immediately activated his true qi, and then heard a sound of "popping", and all the Da Luo Jin Immortal Demon Clan were thrown out, and their hair, which was hundreds of meters long, also shortened rapidly, and it didn't take long for them to return to normal in less than a moment. flew down from the corpse mountain and landed in front of Zhaoming.

At this time, the vine demon lord and the accompanying demon king were already frightened to the point that their faces were bloodless, and they could beat Xixue Peak like this, if his target was Dongdushan that day, naturally there would be no exception.

Shura is not without fame, in fact, many people know him. It was only because of the Battle of Lushan that Zhaoming shined, so that everyone went to see Shura because of Zhaoming, so that he was hidden in the light of Zhaoming.

The younger brother of the Fire Swallowing Demon Zhaoming, many people have labeled Shura with such a logo. It wasn't until today that the vine demon lord suddenly discovered that this blood demon's talent turned out to be even better than that famous fire devouring demon.

Looking Shura up and down, Zhaoming asked, "How is the injury?"

Shura Ha smiled: "I naturally don't have a big problem, but this slut also has some ability, if it wasn't for the breakthrough I made at the last moment, I'm afraid it would be me who planted it today." It's a bit of a shame that after I qualified, they weren't enough to play at all. ”

A battle of ten days and ten nights will never be as easy as he said. But that doesn't matter, as long as he's the one who survives.

Zhaoming smiled: "Don't worry, if you want to fight, there is still a chance!"

Then he looked at Di Jun who was not far away and said loudly: "Big brother, there are still too many things for you to deal with in Tianji Mountain, if there is anyone who wants to negotiate with you to negotiate terms alive, let Shura go and talk to them." ”

Di Jun was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

The vine demon lord immediately turned bloodless and pale. (To be continued......)