My Brother Is The Protagonist

For king-level killing spirits, ordinary ascetics, even local creatures, basically no one dared to touch this mind.

The spirit of killing intent at the king level has the real strength of the quasi-king realm.

Only those evildoers who are also quasi-kings have the strength to fight the first battle.

Becoming the Quasi-King means that the will is already Immortal, and then they no longer need Immortal's light, unless it is for others around them.

On the Scarlet Earth, there were shouts of killing everywhere.

The fresh Blood Qi floated out, making the bloody sky deeper.

If someone observes carefully, they will find that the blood that overflowed after the death of those monks had infiltrated the blood-colored ground.

Beneath the surface of the earth, there are huge arrays of light shining, flowing blood, flashing and flashing, as if blood is flowing, extremely weird and evil.

As more and more blood infiltrated the ground, the blood light of the pattern became brighter and brighter.

A large amount of blood, through these formation patterns, transformed into huge energy, and gathered in the depths of the earth, and the terrifying aura began to wake up, becoming stronger and stronger.

But at this time no one has the mind to pay attention to these things.

They were all red eyes, and the opportunity was right in front of them. As long as the spirit of killing intent was killed, the light of Immortal could be obtained. This is the common idea of ​​cultivators.

At this time, they had never thought that there was only one person who could get the light of Immortal.

A secret sight came out of the void. It was some people in black who were walking treacherously, watching the many ascetics besieging those spirits of killing intent, constantly dying and wounding, and bleeding.

In the indifferent eyes, there was not the slightest temperature, these people in black just watched so indifferently, as if they were watching a play.

Only when those cultivators were killed by the spirit of killing intent, blood infiltrated the ground.

The eyes of these people in black have a slight fluctuation, that is the eyes that have been accustomed to killing, longing for the smell of blood.

Among the many spirits of killing intent, a few are just the most powerful.

Even from a long distance, you can feel the amazing killing intent, and you can smell the blood after a few miles.

boom!

There was a violent explosion, five figures fought against the spirit of killing intent in the void, and a blonde woman waited quietly in the distance.

"So strong, is this Feng Yan's family? It has surpassed most of the kings before becoming a king, so terrible potential."

Seeing the few people above the sky overwhelming the king-level killing intent, Huang Feier's heart was filled with infinite emotion.

She had heard Xiao Huo mentioned before that he had two exceptionally talented elder brothers. She only thought it was Xiao Huo that he missed his own two elder brothers, but he didn't expect it to be true at all.

The strengths of Tai Shuyun and Tai Shujing, in Huang Feier's feeling, were like two bottomless abysses, no matter how many others explored, they couldn't reach the bottom.

Not only the two brothers Tai Shujing, but also Lan Xiyue and Xiao Bai, their strength also shocked Huang Feier and gave her an unfathomable feeling.

These two pairs of dao companions are the most terrifying dao companions that Huang Feier has ever seen, and they are a match made in heaven.

"I finally know why Feng Yan has cultivated so hard. With such two talented brothers, it won't work if they don't work hard."

Turning his gaze on the golden-red figure, Huang Feier whispered, her eyes filled with gentle colors.

She knew that Xiaohuo had worked very hard in cultivation all the time, as if he was catching up with something. It was this perseverance that allowed Xiaohuo to stand upright in front of the two elders of own.

From now on, not just Xiao Huo alone, but also her Huang Feier, who will chase the figure ahead together with Xiao Huo.

The spirit of the five killing intents, the one that Xiao Huo faced was the weakest.

However, even the weakest spirit of killing intent was a real king-level, without the slightest water.

Facing a king-level spirit of killing intent, Xiao Huo also felt a lot of pressure, and had a feeling of wandering between life and death.

Even so, Xiao Huo didn't mean to shrink at all.

During the Phoenix Tiangong cultivation time, he has not slackened, but now that the brothers meet, he finds that he is still the weakest one.

Unwillingness is of course, so he still needs to work harder.

Tai Shujing said to him that blood cannot represent everything, it is only useful if it is transformed into own strength, otherwise, the so-called powerful blood is a joke.

"Phoenix Sky Devouring Fist, kill!"

With a loud shout, unwilling to rush to his heart, Xiao Huo's eyes burst with golden red light, blessing his soul, he seemed to have some understanding.

I saw him blast out with a punch, the golden red flames entwined, and the fiery flames burned everything, and then a touch of black emerged, merged into the flames, and burst into a terrifying devouring force.

Huh!

Above the three-color intertwined fist, a faintly black and gold Phoenix phantom emerged. Xiaohuo's fist was unstoppable, and the powerful devouring force tore the void, pulling the spirit of killing intent over.

boom!

The sharp fist pierced the chest of the killing intent spirit, and the power of swallowing burst out, shattering the killing intent spirit, turning it into fragments of killing intent and dissipating in the world.

"Huh, it turned out to be like this."

Taking a long breath, Xiao Huo's eyes flashed with the color of Ming Wu, and his Dao Enlightenment went to a higher level. He was no longer stuck to a source power, and he also understood the fusion of the source power.

This is the same as Tai Shujing's Yin & Yang life and death chart, the four source powers are blended, and extremely terrifying powers are born.

Although Xiao Huo couldn't control the power of the source as easily as Tai Shujing, but he had already seen hope, as long as he continued to practice, he would definitely be able to keep up with Tai Shujing and their footsteps.

In the distance, a palm smashed the killing spirit, and Tai Shu Jing looked at Xiao Huo with a faint smile.

With the move Xiao Huo used just now, he felt the fusion of the original power, which showed that Xiao Huo was also slowly following their footsteps, which was a good thing.

Maybe it was because he didn't get along well with his peers in the Phoenix Palace, and Xiao Huo inevitably got a little behind closed doors. This also caused him to practice hard, but his strength was relatively limited, and he did not fully develop the potential of his own blood.

Therefore, this time against the king-level killing intent spirit, Xiao Huo could feel the pressure.

This pressure just ignited Xiao Huo's potential and gave him a deeper understanding of the power of the source.

Just as Tai Shujing dealt with her own killing spirit, Tai Shuyun and the others also dealt with one each, without the slightest accident.

Take the light of Immortal into the palm of his hand, Tai Shujing put it away.

Although he doesn't use this thing anymore, it doesn't hurt to keep it, maybe it will be useful for a day.

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