Villain: You were the one who suggested breaking off the engagement, why are you crying now?

After everything was done, Su Yu withdrew his gaze from the blood pool.

At this moment.

The entire Dongjiang River has become a battlefield, and those modern high-rise buildings have become ruins.

The entire Dongjiang River is resounding with murderous shouts.

The battle situation of low-end warriors can see the fighting skills of elite soldiers and miscellaneous troops at a glance.

These troops returning from the battlefield outside the domain showed their ferocity when fighting against the two million troops of the Shendai family, and everyone had rich combat experience.

To put it bluntly, this battle was almost a crushing one!

High-end battlefield.

The strong men of the eighth-grade golden body realm of martial arts were in the air, and every attack of theirs made the void tremble.

Even if the space of Blue Star is stable, it can't withstand such frequent battle fluctuations.

Not to mention the nine-grade battle at an altitude of 10,000 meters!

Since the eighth-grade and above warriors of the Shendai and Shenshou three families have different degrees of blood exchange, their fighting methods are also very strange.

Of course.

No matter how weird they are, they are just warriors with mixed blood!

There is still a big gap between them and the real alien races!

Su Yu looked at all this with deep eyes. More than ninety eighth-grade warriors could barely cope with them.

More than ten ninth-grade warriors could also suppress the ninth-grade warriors of the God Era family.

The real key is still on his third uncle.

"Open Heaven Sword!"

At this time, a roar attracted Su Yu's attention.

Looking from a distance, Ye Chen was holding an A-level extraordinary alloy sword, chasing more than a dozen sixth-grade late-stage God Era warriors.

Just one sword, they were cut in half.

Ye Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his scarlet eyes were much more ferocious than the beasts.

Buzz!

As the enemies were killed, streams of blood were also absorbed into his body.

Originally at the peak of the sixth-grade late stage, his cultivation became more intense.

There was a faint taste of breaking the seventh-grade barrier.

After killing more than ten peak sixth-grade warriors, Ye Chen was not satisfied. After absorbing the blood and qi, he exhaled another turbid air.

Standing in place and looking at the battle scene in front, Ye Chen murmured: "It's still not enough!"

"The Heavenly Soul Master is still a little short!"

The sixth-grade warrior can no longer satisfy him.

The blood and qi are already saturated.

Now the only way for him to improve is to kill the seventh-grade warrior and devour the opponent's heaven and earth power to strengthen his own mental power.

Only in this way can he build a foundation.

The Heavenly Soul Master is the foundation.

At least, that's what Mo Lao told him at the beginning, don't blindly achieve the master.

You must wait until the mental power is full before you break through the master and condense the Heavenly Soul.

Only in this way can he get the entrance ticket to the God of War.

Otherwise, even if he can fight across levels, it is still difficult to break through the God of War.

This is also the reason why there has only been one God of War on Blue Star, because mental power is too difficult to cultivate!

There is no special method of cultivation.

"It's a pity that Mr. Mo is asleep. Otherwise, I could go to the crash site with him and fix the machine. He could also retrieve the spiritual power cultivation method for me. Now I can only explore it slowly by myself."

A trace of regret flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

"With my current control of blood and spirit, it should not be difficult to kill some seventh-grade masters."

"As long as I kill three seventh-grade masters, I can accumulate enough spiritual power."

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's eyes gradually became firm. He clenched the A-level broadsword in his hand and resolutely rushed into the seventh-grade battlefield.

As he saw blood again, the murderous intent on his body and the madness in his eyes became stronger.

"You little people of the Shenshi family, the one who slaughtered you Shenshi seventh-grade is your master Chen!"

Ye Chen chopped a seventh-grade head of the Miyamoto family with a knife, and directly split it in half under the other party's horrified gaze.

Puff!

The hot blood splashed, dyeing Ye Chen into a bloody man.

Feeling the blood, Ye Chen also grabbed the opponent's mental power and stuffed it into his body.

The next second, his breath became more violent.

"Today, I will avenge the blood feud for my ancestors a thousand years ago!"

Ye Chen held a big knife, and the power of the Ye family's heavenly martial arts-the Kaitian knife was unstoppable. Every time he slashed, blood was seen.

Killer embryo!

Not far away.

Su Yu retracted his gaze from Ye Chen and couldn't help but sigh: "A natural killer embryo, born to kill!"

"Such a person is most suitable for me."

Su Yu suddenly liked Ye Chen a little.

Not bad.

Like to kill non-stop, very good.

Moreover, the other party also shouted out the blood feud a thousand years ago. It seems that they have not forgotten what happened a thousand years ago.

This kid has widened the road!

But Ye Chen has a shortcoming.

Although he can plunder the blood and mental power of the killed, the opponent's mixed energy still remains in the body.

If you can't stop the killing intention.I'm afraid it will be easy to become a monster who only knows how to kill.

But...

As long as I'm here, he can kill as much as he wants!

Compared with Ye Chen, the killer embryo, Ye Qing, the son of a demigod, behaves a little bit "mediocre".

When he meets an enemy, he dare not fight to the death.

This kind of temperament is not good.

Perhaps it was influenced by his father who taught the way of education, who believed that people should be more elegant.

This kind of thinking is completely bullshit in Su Yu's eyes.

He Ye Qing does not follow the way of education. With his talent, if he kills more decisively, his achievements will never be like in the original book, where he will stop at the ninth-grade grandmaster for life!

"Forget it, who let your father's way be to assist my cheap father."

Su Yu shook his head slowly, smiled and said: "Let me help you, in the future your father will be a civilized person, and you will be a butcher."

As he said, Su Yu snapped his fingers.

A beam of light shot out from his fingertips and went straight into Ye Qing's body.

"This demonic energy is a good thing. You must not be ungrateful." Su Yu's voice slowly sounded.

And in the battle area of ​​the late sixth rank.

After Ye Qing merged into the light ball, a trace of demonic intent immediately flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ye Qing shook his head, and then he was shocked to find that he actually... had an impulse to slaughter these neon sixth-rank warriors in front of him!

"No, no!"

Swish!

While his mental power was at a loss, the movements of his hands still replaced his subjective thinking.

A sword fiercely pierced through the chest of a sixth-rank warrior in front of him.

Puff!

Seeing the blood, the restlessness in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Ye Qing panicked, and shouted frantically in his heart: "No, no!"

"I want to be an educator like my father!"

"I can't have such murderous intentions!"

Although Ye Qing resisted this feeling very much, after suppressing it for a long time, the blood of genius was gradually activated.

He was not suitable for the path of education.

He had always suppressed his desire for bloody battles, so this time Su Yu simply helped him.

As for the literati... having your father is enough, and the others should become killer embryos!

Under his full-strength burst, the fighting posture of the true genius was fully revealed.

When the sword comes out, someone must die!

I don't know how long it has been, and more than 20 people have died under his sword.

The blood gradually activated his bloodiness, the middle stage of the sixth grade, the peak of the late sixth grade, the early stage of the seventh grade...

The increasingly strong opponents also completely stimulated his competitive spirit.

Until the moment when he was injured and killed an ordinary seventh-grade master with his sword in order to restrain his sharpness, Ye Qing closed his eyes. After a long time, when he opened his eyes, there was no more literary spirit.

Only a sharp edge and the blood and energy that a warrior should have.

"Fuck! I don't want to be a civilized person anymore, you little devil from the Shendai family, die!"