Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

   Chapter 264 Blood-turning Sword

  “…”

   Ignoring Xueman's stiff and reluctant smile, Zhao Yinshun's eyes flickered with a dim light, and his deep vision was like a steel knife slicing open the skin, piercing the deepest part of the soul, exposing all the secrets to his eyes.

   As if standing naked in the winter wind and snow, the bone-chilling chill soaked into his soul, Sherman trembled involuntarily, and inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

   Something is wrong, this kid is so evil!

   Before she could calm down, a long, slender hand as warm as jade stroked her cheek.

   was obviously a soft and warm touch, but Sherman felt like a bloodthirsty monster touched him, as if he would be torn to shreds in the next second!

   The graceful and delicate body is like a frog entangled by a poisonous snake. The muscles of the whole body are uncontrollably trembling and stiff.

   The pulp of his fingers rubbed his cheeks, sliding down the snow-white neck and neck, stroking his plump and plump breasts.

   "It's such a wonderful power. It's an illusory illusion, but it can give me such real feedback. Even every heartbeat and every rush of energy is flawless."

  The big hand was placed on Xue Man's heart, Zhao Yinshun carefully sensed the subtle changes in her body, and muttered to himself with interest.

   "No wonder you dare to take the initiative to give up your arms..."

   "However, does this projected illusion have an internal physiology?"

   "If it is destroyed, what effect will it have on your body?"

   Hearing the cruel and curious ravings of the young man, Sherman had goosebumps all over his body, his energy was running wildly, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw.

   But before the thought reached his limbs, his graceful and delicate body shook suddenly, his sluggish face moved down stiffly, and he looked at the white palm that sank into his chest.

   The sharp five fingers are like drills to tear apart the fat, muscle, and ribs, inserting into the chest without the slightest mercy, and pulling out a wriggling and jumping heart.

   "Tsk tsk, this greasy touch, this **** smell... It's just like the real thing..."

  嘭~

   Grip with five fingers, pinching his rhythmic heart, Zhao Yinshun stretched his blood-stained fingers to his lips and licked gently, unable to help but be amazed.

   "There is no difference in taste. This is the first time I have seen such a real illusion."

"you…"

   Covering the huge hole in his chest with one hand, Xueman looked at the young man in disbelief. He didn't expect him to be so ruthless, even his [Charm] couldn't interfere with his will!

   But the words that came to his mouth could no longer be uttered, the extraordinary structure was destroyed, and the charming body began to disintegrate and melt, escaping into colorful particles, which dissipated in the air in a blink of an eye.

  The blood between his fingers also disappeared, Zhao Yinshun smacked his lips, and could no longer feel the sweet taste between his lips and teeth.

   And a few kilometers away, a body in a red dress shook slightly, and his face was pale and he slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

   "This guy is terrible, don't hesitate, take out the bottom of the press box, we have to work hard."

   The faint babble was clearly heard in the ears of several demon sect descendants on the front line, Wei Zikuo's face became solemn, and his scarlet pupils looked at the two men next to him.

   "I will try my best to hold him back, Senior Brother Shen Kai, Senior Brother Meng Hua, please launch a large formation to suppress him!"

   "No problem, we have arranged for decades and spent millions of blood sacrifices to cultivate the [Land of Death and Resentment], he is a mythical warrior, and he will have to drink his hatred on the spot today!"

   His eyes were darkened, and Shen Kai, who looked like several corpses, smiled grimly, and dark and eerie coffins slowly emerged behind him.

   "This guy is so big, he dares to sneak in alone, maybe we can share a piece of top-quality materials today."

  Meng Hua, whose face was dead white and his lips were black, murmured with a smile.

   "The resentful soul of Supreme Heaven's Chosen is qualified to be the master of my soul flag."

   "I want his blood!"

   "I want his body!"

   "Then before I kill him, can you let me love him well?"

   "Hahaha, Junior Sister Xue, be careful not to get your **** ripped out again!"

  …

   After pretending to be calm, the tension in the hearts of several people gradually dissipated, and a touch of greed appeared in their eyes.

   The terrifying young man in front of him is so valuable!

  Especially in the eyes of these demon sects, the more peerless genius they are, the more blood and food they have, the more precious and precious materials for refining!

  Skin, flesh, bone, blood, three souls and six souls…

   There will be absolutely no waste in their hands, and they are guaranteed to squeeze the value to the limit!

Previously, due to the suppression of the righteous way and the imperial court, they did not dare to blatantly hunt down the arrogance of various factions and devour all living beings. Now the power of the [Emperor] is declining day by day, the chaotic times have come, and their era is about to come. Come, it is a challenge and an excellent opportunity!

   If he can take away his luck, even if it is divided by four people, the upper limit in the future may be raised by one rank!

   Originally, the peak of this life may be the common seventh-order mythology, but now the "opportunity" to hit the eighth-order sub-sage is standing in front of them, and the four of them have made up their minds secretly.

Fight!

  锵~

   A blood-red long knife was slowly unsheathed, and Wei Zukuo's whole body was covered with a thick cloud of blood, and the pungent **** smell filled the wind.

   A translucent gilded qi as thin as a cicada's wings appeared on the surface of the body. Feeling the pollution and erosion of the protective energy by the blood mist, Zhao Yinshun curiously looked at the young man holding a long sword diagonally.

   "What kind of power is this? It can actually penetrate my defense and directly provoke the backlash of my own blood?"

   raised the back of his hand and watched the gilded qi penetrating into the skin like worms, and felt them flowing through the body along the meridians, constantly stirring up his own qi and blood riots, Zhao Yinshun's eyes flashed with inexplicable divine light.

   The passive of [King Kong Body] is not completely immune, it seems that the opponent is also using the power of the mythical law...

   And unlike those absolute value attacks, this thing actually deals damage according to its maximum health!

   "Gore Demon Sect [Blood Transformation God Sword], I refined it with the blood of millions of people. As soon as this sword comes out, it will kill you when you touch it!"

   Gently pulling the knife flower, Wei Zukuo raised the blood-colored long knife in his hand, and his dark red eyes flashed with cruel killing intent.

   "To be able to die under my sword will not disgrace your name as Lord Wu'an!"

   Hearing the words, the boy in white blinked, and the corners of his mouth twitched in laughter.

   "You said so much, then why didn't you come? What are you waiting for? Or...what are you afraid of?"

   Without concealing his contemptuous smile, Zhao Yinshun looked at the young man's pupils and asked with a smile that was not a smile.

  's face turned red, and Wei Zikuo's eyes flashed a hint of anger, but he still firmly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

   After walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, he is not the reckless stunner in front of him, who will smash into the enemy's trap!

  This is their base camp, the longer it drags on, the better it will be for him!

   Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Yinshun's eyes went over him and turned to the other two who kept retreating.

   "Are you deliberately delaying, waiting for them to set up the battlefield?"

   The hand holding the handle of the knife tightened slightly, Wei Zikuo tensed his nerves, as if he was facing a big enemy.

   But to his surprise, the boy in white did not suddenly burst out, and he still stood there and looked around.

   "Don't be afraid, it's rare that you worms are willing to take the initiative to get together, I'm not in a hurry, you guys will prepare slowly."

   The dark eyes penetrated a long distance, Zhao Yinshun saw the city that was gradually boiling, the **** brilliance covering the sky and the earth, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a bright smile.

   On the other side, hearing his words, the expressions of the descendants of the Demon Sect became more and more solemn.

   What kind of confidence is this?

   Or what kind of arrogance is this? !

  I have seen arrogant, never seen such arrogant!

   If it was other people, they might not care, but this is the supreme genius of the [Fengshen Bang], and what he said still has some weight!

  So...he is confident?

   Or arrogant?

   Staring at the handsome and unparalleled face of the boy in white, everyone's expressions became more and more ugly.

   "However, it's boring to wait, why don't you let me see your [Blood Transformation God Sword] first?"

  The dark eyes moved to the long knife in Wei Zikuo's hand, Zhao Yinshun looked at it carefully, but his smiling face exuded a terrifying chill.

   "It looks like a knife, but it's actually the embodiment of the practice, but the power inside is too huge and complicated, and you can't control it finely with your current power..."

   rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and the boy's gaze penetrated the surface and directly understood the extraordinary structure inside the long sword.

   "This should be the resource you have reserved for Ascension to God. Once it is fully refined, you can use it to reach the sky in one step... um... The magic method of the magic door is really neat, as long as you abandon human nature, you can make rapid progress in a short period of time!"

While muttering to himself, Zhao Yinshun's smile became more and more icy, and the biting killing meant that the cold wind in the extreme north continued to escape, the terrifying will distorted reality, and some small stones quietly disintegrated under invisible pressure, turning into Make fine powder.

   "The blood of millions of people makes your food for the advanced level. I am afraid that behind the tragedies in the coastal counties in the past few decades, there are shadows of your demons, right?"

   "It's really... unforgivable!"

With a slight movement of his five fingers, Zhao Yinshun suppressed his tyrannical killing intent and looked around faintly.

   "This sinful city is all your accomplices, everyone is still alive, and I wanted to capture you back as coolies, but now I have changed my mind."

   Withdrawing his gaze, Zhao Yinshun looked deeply at Wei Zikuo's scarlet eyes.

   "I'm going to kill!"

  OM~

  The figure in his sight disappeared suddenly without warning, Wei Zikuo's eyebrows trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously raised his knife to block.

  Boom!

   An incomprehensible strange force attacked from the tiger's mouth, the back of the knife slammed into the body, and the terrifying force poured into the body without any fancy, and blasted him out like a shell.

  Weizukuo turned into a straight ray through the house, plowed a ravine hundreds of meters long on the ground, and finally bombarded a huge radial pit.

  Wow~

   A mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat. He did not expect that the enemy was ten times more terrifying than he expected!

   What speed is this?

   What kind of power is this?

   No ordinary mythical warrior is as perverted as him!

   If it weren't for the difference in rank, he would be suppressed at the level of life, and the damage would be reduced by more than 30%. This blow alone would have caused him a heavy blow!

   But thinking about it from another angle, the two-level personality suppression can still be played with this effect. How terrifying is this kid's actual six-dimensional attributes?

   Didn't he just turn sixteen?

   This horse is sixteen years old? !

  How can you train this monster physique?

   Is there no upper limit on his innate attributes?

   The distracting thoughts in his mind have not disappeared, and there is another stinging pain between his eyebrows, Wei Zikuo's whole body is agitated, and he can no longer care about anything.

   "Hurry up, I can't hold on for long!"

   sent out the sound transmission, Wei Zikuo's bright red pupils shrank suddenly, and he threw the blood-colored long knife in his hand in a certain direction.

   "The Sea of ​​Blood God!"

The    long sword suddenly disintegrated at the moment of the shot, and the small blade body swelled into a sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and covered the earth, and instantly swallowed the white figure that came.

   But in the next second, a large bag protruded from the tumbling sea of ​​blood, twisting and squirming as if something terrifying was about to emerge from it.

   All over his body for a while, Wei Zukuo spat out a mouthful of blood again, frantically urging his whole body to pour his true essence into the sea of ​​blood.

   What kind of monster is this?

   The blood of millions of people can't hold him back!

   The bulge in the sea of ​​blood is getting bigger and bigger, and a faint golden light is transmitted from it, as if a sun is expanding inside.

   Feeling that the stored blood essence is being evaporated and consumed, Wei Zikuo can't care about his distress, he can only frantically overdraw his energy and strengthen the ban on the sea of ​​blood.

   However, it didn't take long for a dull low roar to come from the depths of the mantle, as if the eggshell had broken, the bright golden light penetrated the cover, and a pair of majestic golden hands penetrated the sea of ​​blood and brutally tore it apart.

Roar!

   Seeing the towering gilded giant swell in front of his eyes, Wei Zikuo’s mouth overflowed with black congestion, his facial features were twisted, and his eyebrows and feet twitched unnaturally.

  【King Kong's Immortal Ability】?

   Isn't this thing lost?

   Even if it is not lost, why does he dare to practice Buddhist magic at the same time?

   Still practiced to such a profound level?

   Isn't he afraid of the [Dao Xin] conflict and losing control of his mind?

   Endless doubts flickered in his mind, but he didn't have time to think about it. Wei Zikuo knew that the most important question at the moment was only one, and that was how to delay enough time from the monster in front of him.

   "Sherman! Help me interfere..."

   When he turned his head subconsciously, Wei Zikuo's pupils shrank and his scalp felt numb.

   It turned out that Sherman, who was evacuated to the periphery of the battlefield, had a terrifyingly distorted face, blood oozing from his seven orifices, and was staring at the enemy not far away.

   Until then, Wei Zikuo was shocked to realize that they had already done their best!

   But with it comes deeper fear and doubt.

  The enemy was fighting against Sherman on the spiritual level, and at the same time, he blew me up on the material level?

   Is this possible?

  Wufu’s physique is strong, so why can Divine Soul compete with the sixth-order direct line of [Desire Sect]?

   Although the secret method of [Desire Demon Sect] is not as obvious as [Heart Demon Sect]'s restraint on martial arts, it is difficult for the arrogance of the same rank to compete, let alone the enemy is two ranks lower than them!

  Under the magnifying effect of rank suppression, even if Sherman could not easily distort his mind, at least he should be able to cause effective interference, right?

  Why can't I feel the enemy's hesitation or obscurity at all?

  “…”

   Isn't this guy playing me?

   took another look at Xueman, whose expression was even more sinister and twisted, Wei Zikuo frowned suspiciously.

   Thank you [Lightning Silver Wolf] [Celestrail] and other book friends for their rewards.

   Yesterday I worked overtime until the early hours of the morning, and today I went to work normally. I didn’t sleep for a few hours in total.

   (end of this chapter)