God of Killing

The veins in Du Lin's hand that tightly grasped the Thunder Spear appeared, the corners of his eyes were unnaturally white, and his expression was surprisingly solemn.

That thunder spear made a strange roar, like a cry, like a low-pitched lawsuit. The tip of the spear spattered a little bit, and the electric light was hesitant. I don't know if it was exciting or fearful.

Lowering his head, Dulin looked deeply into the ground of the extinct volcano crater, looking at the extremely violent young man.

He finally identified the owner of the blood shield.

It was completely different from what he imagined. After his first defeat and escape, he spent a lot of energy to calculate and determine that the owner of the bloody shield should only have the cultivation level of the First God. At the very least, he should be like him at the peak of the False God. realm.

However, the young man below has clearly barely passed the threshold of the virtual god, and has not even broken through the secrets of the virtual world.

But the opponent has blocked his thunder attack twice.

The first time should be only the realm of the third heaven of Origin God.

Du Lin suddenly felt an undue sense of depression.

He is the hope of the new generation of the Crocker family. He is in charge of the Mad Shark Fleet. He has reached the peak of the Void God at a young age. He holds the ghost weapon Thunder Spear. In his eyes, although the Maya Star Territory is large, there are not many people who can. Comparable to him.

But today, when he looked at the young man below, Du Lin had a complex expression. He suddenly realized that his achievements were not the best in the world. When he knew that there were people who were not as good as him, he overpowered him twice, and even made him run away in embarrassment for the first time. There seemed to be an invisible barrier in my heart.

He clenched the hand holding the Thunder Divine Spear, and suddenly exerted all his strength. The dazzling lightning flashes on his fingertips were like earthworms coiled around the spear, and the spear seemed to make an unyielding roar.

Beside Du Lin, thousands of members of the Ghost Pattern Clan were waiting solemnly, looking at the ground with cold faces. The power in the god's body was flowing rapidly, silently waiting for Du Lin's murderous command.

"You, you made a breakthrough?" Inside the extinct volcano, Xia Xinyan was overjoyed, her beautiful eyes suddenly shone, and she couldn't help but scream.

Her cooing made Fuwei, who was in a state of panic, be stunned. She suddenly looked at Shi Yan, and then she was shocked, and her charming face revealed an unbelievable surprise.

She clearly understood in her heart that before the battle, Shi Yan was clearly only at the third level of the Origin God. But after half an hour, while the battle was in full swing, he actually went one step further and broke through the dangerous crisis. How amazing was this? Qualification ability?

Fuwei's blue eyes were full of color, and her mind was involuntarily filled with surprise and excitement.

"Well, it just broke through a new realm." In his scarlet eyes, there was endless fighting spirit. Without looking at the two women beside him, Shi Yan held his head high, his blood-red eyes firmly locked on Du Lin, and said: "You're okay Bar?"

Xia Xinyan smiled and shook her head, "It's okay. Although Du Lin used the magic weapon, he can't really hurt me. Don't worry, if it really comes down to a life-and-death battle, I won't necessarily be inferior to him." She looked proud, After fighting in the Shadow Ghost Prison for hundreds of years, she has long developed a temperament that is calm and unafraid of any challenges. This kind of scene cannot have much impact on her.

"Du Lin... I can handle it." Shi Yan suddenly said softly.

Xia Xinyan and Fu Wei were stunned.

The warriors from the surrounding Yaoqi Pavilion and the Gale War Department all had moved expressions, showing surprises that were not easy to detect. There were also many people who were confused and doubtful.

"Are you kidding?" After Xia Xinyan was stunned, she suddenly realized, frowned deeply, and said softly: "Du Lin is at the peak of False God, and you... have just broken through to the realm of False God, and you just resisted a blow. , isn’t it done forcefully?”

Fuwei also secretly shook her head with a strange expression.

He, who had just broken through to the Virtual God and had not yet achieved the Virtual Realm, dared to speak arrogantly. Although Fuwei had a high opinion of him, she still didn't believe it.

"Are you kidding?" Shi Yan said calmly with a hoarse voice, "I never joke during battle."

As soon as the voice fell, a blood-colored rainbow light shot up into the sky. The rainbow light was as scarlet as thick blood, with a pungent smell of blood. It carried the wave of death and rushed straight into the sky as violently as it did.

boom!

A shocking wave of energy spurted out from Shiyan God's body, and the energy current ravaged the world like a whirlwind, shaking the surrounding Yaoqi Pavilion warriors.

In the crater of the extinct volcano, Du Lin, holding the Thunder God Spear, suddenly condensed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold and sinister look. The Thunder God Spear in his hand transformed into an electric dragon, as if it was made of billions of thunder and lightning, facing the bloody light. Then he rushed out.

Bang bang bang bang!

The passage of the extinct volcano seemed to be strangled by thousands of forces. Continuous sounds of explosions like fried beans came from the rock wall, and streaks of fire appeared, as if they were caused by energy impact and friction.

The blood-colored rainbow light rises to the sky like an ocean. It instantly transforms into billions of blood-colored threads at the mountain pass. The sudden ground restrains the thunder and lightning dragon. Countless electric lights and blood lights intersect. The space above the head, which is not spacious, seems to have become an ocean of light. , so bright and magnificent that the attack of energy is about to explode the volcano.

Shi Yan held the shield in one hand and suddenly raised it toward the sky. The blood-colored cloud mark on the shield was like a blooming flower, covering and blocking the energy fragments falling from the sky.

Holding a sword in one hand, scarlet eyes opened on the hilt. An evil and violent aura filled the sky. All kinds of extreme fear, despair, bloodthirsty, and resentful negative auras, like flooding sea water, surged into the bloody thread above the head. , giving those bloody threads more evil fluctuations.

The rocks below, the Dulin in the sky, and the central volcano channel intersected with billions of electric rays and fire points, and the fluffy energy light points fell like dense drizzle. They were all blocked by the huge blood-colored shield. Not a single Yaoqi Pavilion, A warrior from the Gale War Department was accidentally injured.

However, the aftermath of the energy that shot up in the sky made many members of the Ghost Pattern tribe feel embarrassed and subconsciously avoided it.

Under the dazzling energy bombardment, everyone seemed to have lost sight of Shi Yan and Du Lin. Their vision was affected by the dazzling light spots. There was a light curtain in the pupils, and no image of the real world could be seen.

Gradually, the energy fluctuations gradually calmed down, the light points in the stone path fell and disappeared one after another, and the real world seemed to gradually reappear.

Shi Yan gasped, his eyes were scarlet, and his clothes burst apart, revealing muscle lines that were as refined and violent as rocks. The energy and blood in each muscle was extremely strong, comparable to the strength of the demon clan and the demon clan's body-refining masters. The kind of flesh and blood inside The torrential torrent of physical power contained makes people's souls tremble.

Many female warriors from the Yaoqi Pavilion and the Gale War Department looked at him in fascination. They looked at his strong body like a mountain of iron and stone. His perfect lines and explosive energy seemed to be able to It arouses some hidden lust in the hearts of women, making them irresistibly addicted to it.

In the sky where the electric light condensed, Du Lin's face was ashen, and his two arms were surrounded by thunder and lightning, but he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Many members of the Ghost Pattern Clan looked at him in shock and disbelief.

In this fierce confrontation of strength, he actually... never gained the upper hand!

This is beyond their common sense.

A third-level virtual god can't actually overwhelm a warrior who has just entered the virtual god realm in a power bombardment. What is this situation?

The stone path exploded, leaving countless dense gaps. There were chirping firelights scratching the stone wall. One of them was in the sky, the other on the ground, staring at each other, both of them silent.

After a while, Du Lin took a deep breath, his face was surprisingly solemn, and he suddenly shouted: "Who are you?"

"Nobody." Shi Yan grinned, with a crazy and murderous look on his face. The blood sword in his hand suddenly turned into a bloody light and thrust straight into the sky. The moment the blood sword rushed out of the crater, everyone could clearly see that there was a sword on it. A blood-colored eye suddenly blinked and then disappeared suddenly.

The next moment, huge images of ancient demon gods flew out of the blood sword one after another and began to wreak havoc and killing among the ghost pattern tribesmen.

Those demonic images represent violence, despair, resentment, fear, bloodlust and various negative emotions. It is like some kind of evil spirit reappearing in the world. When they roar out and begin to roam among the people of the Ghost Wen Tribe, many people of the Ghost Wen Tribe Immediately, the mind lost control, as if entering some mysterious demon space. The deepest negative desires in the soul were directly drawn out, and they fell into the most extreme negative sea, so that in the confrontation with the demon, each of their wills almost collapsed.

The bloody shadows transformed into ferocious and evil ancient demon gods. The negative emotions of all the major races in the universe condensed, like an extremely weird and evil creature form.

They have no entity, but the evil thoughts and power they contain are clearly revealed. One by one, the ancient demon gods rush into the souls of the Ghost Pattern tribe, settle in their sea of ​​​​consciousness, and turn their soul altars upside down. When an ancient demon god emerges from their When their souls broke free, they were all cut off from life and turned into cold corpses.

The ancient demon god came from the blood-colored giant sword, which was transformed from the scarlet pupils. That sword seemed to be the most evil weapon in the world, the summation of all negative emotions.

The warriors from Yaoqi Pavilion and Gale War Department looked up at the sky, and sometimes looked at the young man holding the blood shield in shock. Their eyes were now extremely surprised and excited. Many women couldn't help but exclaimed, their beautiful eyes filled with the emotion of admiration. , wishing he could throw himself into Shi Yan's arms, dedicating himself to express his spontaneous awe.

Some of these people, including those in the False God Realm, somehow had uncontrollable impulsive desires.

Fuwei's brilliant blue eyes looked at him unwaveringly, her plump mouth pursed, her emotions like rippling lake water, with layers of ripples, and she couldn't help herself.

At this moment, Shi Yan, whose clothes were torn and his upper body was naked, seemed to have some unknown magic power, and seemed to have a fatal attraction to people of different surnames, like a black hole that attracted female moths to the flame, swallowing up their love and affection. Emotional desire.

Xia Xinyan's brows stretched, her smile filled with pride, and she felt proud.

This is my man!

He belongs to me alone!

She couldn't help but secretly nod, her smile was as bright as a flower, and her heart felt like someone's deepest traces were imprinted on her heart, which would never fade away.

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(To be continued)