God of Killing

Shi Yan suddenly stood up, his eyes as scarlet as blood, and the evil energy around him soared into the sky.

Looking up at the blood-stained light curtain, he grinned and said to Ferran, Liana, and Cato: "Let's go out."

The three of them nodded silently.

A group of four figures, like four electric lights, suddenly passed through the light curtain of the giant ship and rushed towards the remaining members of the Ghost Pattern Tribe behind them.

Dozens of members of the Ghost Pattern Tribe were beaten to a pulp by the Yaoqi Pavilion warriors. As their warships were destroyed, and as the giant ship sailed at high speed, they were gradually pulled back.

At this moment, Shi Yan and his four men went out to kill the Ghost Pattern Clan members.

As his thoughts changed, a breath of death and desolation was released, centered on Shi Yan.

The blood in the sea of ​​​​stars gathered in clusters under the pull of some kind of force, forming a blood-colored sea with a fishy smell. Shiyan's divine body was soaked in the sea of ​​blood, his eyes were scarlet, and his face had a cold evil aura.

The Sea of ​​Blood Souls of the Mysterious Power of Death!

The sea of ​​blood spread, and a member of the Ghost Pattern Clan was submerged in the sea of ​​blood. Negative emotions of despair, fear, bloodthirsty, and violence suddenly poured into their hearts. In an instant, those Ghost Pattern Clan members seemed to be crazy. Attack the people next to you.

Felan, Liana, and Cato rushed over like three fierce dragons, releasing their secrets and brutally encircling and suppressing the ghost-marked tribesmen.

Among the dozens of ghost pattern tribesmen, there are only two False God realms. One of them has reached the second level of False God, and one is in the first level of False God. Feilan's virtual world is released, and a corrosive and vast space will kill the one who has reached the second level of False God. Zhongtian was entangled by one of the former Yaoqi Pavilion guards who had been seriously injured.

In a mass of darkness as thick as ink, Lianna stared at another person in the first level of the virtual god of the ghost pattern tribe. Lianna's figure disappeared, as if the darkness blended into one, penetrating the darkness into the soul of the other person's sea of ​​consciousness.

Cato's whole body summoned the secrets of chaos, and with him as the center, a terrifying meat grinding ground seemed to be formed, attracting a member of the Ghost Pattern Tribe.

Shi Yan controlled the blood soul sea with his mind, and the thick blood sea spread towards Cato, covering the ghost pattern tribe members who were pulled by his chaotic and twisted power.

The shrill screams suddenly came from the Ghost Pattern tribe, filled with despair and fear. If they saw a great terror, the blood-curdling screams were often accompanied by the death of a person.

The divine body disappeared in the sea of ​​blood and soul, and the release released the soul altar, and the black hole appeared, quietly devouring other people's soul altars.

...The giant ship suddenly stopped.

An Yun's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but screamed: "They killed them!"

Fuwei gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Come on!"

"This will affect our forward speed, and will give Du Lin time to calmly arrange and block us!" An Yun said with a livid face, "Damn it! They didn't inform us, and they acted like this. Even if So what if we kill those Ghost Pattern clan members? We will be trapped in a tight siege!"

Fuwei nodded, "They will indeed affect our traveling speed."

"Little elder!" An Yun took a deep breath and said resolutely: "Don't wait for them any longer. Let's rush out as quickly as possible. If we are too late, something will happen!"

Fuweide frowned deeply, and looked at the mirror suspended above her head. A mass of darkness appeared in the mirror, and a sea of ​​blood appeared. Lianna, Cato, and Shi Yan all disappeared. Only Fei Lan used the secret of corrosion to reveal himself. Attack a member of the Ghost Pattern Tribe with power.

After watching intently, Fuwei suddenly showed a hint of horror and shouted: "Look!"

An Yun looked over, with shock in his eyes, "They, they started so quickly!"

There are about twenty warriors left in the Ghost Pattern Clan, and most of them are at the Source God level. Even if this force is killed by the Yaoqi Pavilion, I am afraid they cannot be wiped out in a short time.

However, Shi Yan, Fei Lan, Liana, and Cato, just four people, rushed out of the light curtain and killed most of the twenty or so remaining Ghost Pattern clansmen in just a short period of time. In the sea of ​​thick blood, a member of the Ghost Pattern Clan seemed to be going crazy, and they were still killing each other.

Judging from this speed, it may not be long before all the remaining immortal Ghost Pattern clan members will be exterminated one by one.

This shocked Fuwei and An Yun, and they were frightened by the fighting power of Shi Yan and the others.

There were only four people... Fuwei was inexplicably shocked. She pondered for a moment and decisively ordered: "Give them a quarter of an hour. If they haven't returned when the time is up, we will leave directly."

An Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Their fighting power is extremely amazing. Indeed... they are indeed a powerful boost. It would be a waste to abandon them for nothing."

She was frightened by the fighting power of Shi Yan and others, and suddenly changed her previous mind.

Through the bright mirror, Fuwei and An Yun could clearly see the members of the Ghost Pattern Clan being killed one after another. Their divine bodies exploded in the sea of ​​blood, roaring crazily and gradually losing themselves. Their vitality seemed to be extracted, and their breath gradually weakened.

In the darkness, there was no sign of Lianna. A strong man from the Ghost Pattern Clan who had reached the first level of the Void God, his eyes were dull, and his eyes were dark, as if darkness had taken over his mind, and his expression looked extremely painful.

The strong man from the Ghost Pattern Clan who was in the Second Heaven Realm of False God, for some reason, the energy in his body weakened rapidly, as if corrosive energy had penetrated his divine body, and the signs of deterioration were also obvious.

Fuwei and An Yun watched quietly, their expressions becoming more horrified, and they let out low screams from time to time.

"What...their origins?" After a while, An Yun murmured like a dream: "Each of these four people seems to have the ability to leapfrog challenges. The secrets of each person's power are extraordinary. Their combat effectiveness , is enough to destroy those who are more advanced than them! God, what are the identities of these four guys, how can they be so alien?"

Fuwei was also stunned, "They are all extremely evil and rare secrets of power. The energy and blood of the four people are astonishingly strong, far beyond those of the same realm! They are enough to completely suppress those of higher levels!"

The power cultivated by Shi Yan, Fei Lan, Liana, and Cato is rare in the world. They were passed down by the eight bloodthirsty guards. They are extremely evil and cannot be tolerated by the world. Once the secrets are revealed in a subtle way, they have never seen anything unique. Mystery's opponent immediately suffered a big loss.

In the blink of an eye, the battle in that area came to an end with the last scream.

The more than twenty remaining warriors from the Ghost Pattern Tribe were killed without missing a single one. The divine body and the soul altar were destroyed together, leaving no trace of life left.

Shi Yan, with scarlet eyes, emerged from the Blood Soul Sea. He glanced at the direction of the giant ship behind him and quickly adjusted himself.

After a while, his eyes returned to their normal color, and his evil and violent aura was still released. He continued to use his power several times before flying towards the battleship.

Felan, Lianna, and Cato, all covered in blood, were like three terrifying beasts, chasing him closely.

The light curtain of the giant ship suddenly closed, and a warrior from the Famous Medicine Pavilion above was standing on the deck in awe, watching the three people return with complicated expressions.

Every Yaoqi Pavilion guard looked at them with a slightly uneasy expression at this moment, and was shocked by the power they showed. When they landed on the deck, those people couldn't help but retreat and keep a distance from them.

Fuwei walked out of the central hub of the battleship, with brilliant blue eyes, looking deeply at Shi Yan and the four others, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

An Yun was beside her, secretly concentrating his strength, and even became cautious, fearing that the four people who were on the rise to kill would make any changes, and seemed extremely cautious.

"You don't look good." Shi Yan glanced at her, frowned slightly, and said, "The Yudong battleship must be a huge loss for you, but it doesn't matter. I'll help you after a while."

Fuwei and An Yun were both stunned.

Without explaining anything, Shi Yan walked indifferently toward the training room inside the battleship. Felan, Liana, and Cato followed silently. The Medicine Pavilion warriors along the way would take the initiative to avoid them when they saw them approaching, and gave them a try. They leave a clear path.

Soon, Shi Yan and the others got into the battleship and disappeared from the sight of Fuwei and An Yun.

Feng'an appeared out of nowhere, with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice: "This child is definitely not a thing in the pool."

Fuwei and An Yun nodded secretly, deeply convinced.

"Little elder, he said he would help you for a while, what did he mean?" An Yun asked in surprise and confusion.

Shaking her head, Fuwei also felt confused, "I don't know what he means either."

"I don't think Du Lin knows that there is such a boost on our battleship." An Yun suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up, "Maybe our trip will be much smoother."

Fuwei relaxed and nodded with a smile, "Perhaps we can successfully hold on until Duobo comes over."

Everyone looked excited.

...deep in the sea of ​​stars.

Black Shark and Blue Shark warships stood still one after another, faintly arranged in a cone shape, blocked at a certain critical point on the galaxy route.

Above the leader's battleship, Du Lin smiled gently, nodding from time to time as he listened to the messages conveyed by his subordinates.

The smashing of a battleship under his command and the burial of hundreds of warriors did not seem to affect his mood at all. He remained calm and calm, with a smile on his face. "He is really determined and ruthless. Yes, it seems that he really doesn't miss the old feelings at all." "

"Young Master." One person kneeled on the ground and raised his head and shouted softly.

Waving his hand to show that he knew what he was thinking, Du Lin said: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. I am number one in the Holy Book this time. I know how to deal with it."

The man immediately stopped talking.

"Get ready." Du Lin took a deep breath and the smile on his face gradually faded. "There are still three hours. In three hours, they will leave for this place. Haha, what they will face then will not be a ship. It’s not a battleship, but our entire Mad Shark Fleet!”

Everyone agreed with a roar, and violent loud noises were heard from the warships one after another, like the roar of thunder.

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(To be continued)