Blood, red, fire, red, red, permeated in all directions, rendered into a blood-red world, exuding an incomparably amazing evil aura.

Strange roars rang out one after another, and a terrifying aura swept across all directions like a storm.

One is no more than a meter tall, black and red are intertwined all over, skinny and almost skinny, but with a round belly, the corners of their mouths continue to flow out of the turbid saliva, holding a sharp blade and crawling out of the cracks frantically, killing Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's expression was slightly solemn, these demons seemed to be very small, but none of them were weak, all of them had reached the limit of the transcendent realm, and the ordinary transcendent realm limit was not his opponent.

The most important thing is that there are many such ugly-looking demons, as if they are endless, constantly rising from the cracks, densely surrounded and killed.

The heavy dragon sword had already been unsheathed, and each sword slashed out an astonishing pitch-black sword light, the sword light fluctuated like water, as fast as thunder, and where the sword light passed, the ugly demons were killed one after another, and countless deaths were made.

The blood of these demons was black and red, and it was as amazing as magma, and it was scattered all around.

Kill, kill, kill!

Chen Zong didn't know how many times he swung his sword, nor how many demons he had killed, but he only knew that as far as his eyes could see, he could see many, many severed corpses, corpses all over the field, not thousands, but hundreds.

In other places, the purple-robed disciples of the Ancient Wind Mansion were also constantly killing that kind of ugly demon.

"Ugly things, a hundred and a thousand are the same, and they will all die. ”

This person's palms continued to bombard, each palm carrying a terrifying power, as if it could shatter the heavens and the earth, and the huge palm print brought a howling wind, raging in all directions and shattering everything.

Anyone who was struck by his palm prints trembled and shattered in an instant, turning into pieces of flesh and blood scattered in all directions.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill heartily.

For him who has entered the Holy Realm, the transcendent realm is just an ant, and there is actually no difference between a hundred ants and a thousand ants.

It's just that he didn't feel it himself, and as he continued to kill, the evil aura in it gradually affected his mind, and he became more murderous, eager to slaughter everything.

In another place, the members of the black demon were in a fluttering shape, and in an instant, dozens of afterimages were pulled out, and the afterimages swept like knives, and dozens of demons fell to the ground one after another.

Ghostly figures, astonishing killings.

The Black Evil is a dark force, and each member is trained at the beginning, and they are all focused on killing, so in terms of killing, the people of the Black Evil Organization are undoubtedly good at it.

But the long-term killing also made the mind of this black evil member unconsciously affected by the evil qi, and the killing machine was stimulated from the depths of the heart, beyond the ordinary.

"Why?"

"But it's a wonderful feeling. ”

He was better than the purple-robed disciple of the Ancient Wind Mansion, and he could realize some things that were wrong, however, he couldn't extricate himself from sinking into it, because this feeling of constantly killing was so wonderful, it was simply a kind of venting and a supreme enjoyment, so that the body and mind were in an indescribable state of pleasure.

All of this was taken into the eyes of the old man, and he could see it clearly, the three of them, except Chen Zong, was not affected, and was still calm and calm.

Although he kept slashing demons with his sword, he did not sink into it because of this, and was dominated by the ** who killed.

The old man was secretly excited, constantly hoping that Chen Zong could continue to stay sober and persevere, only in this way could he hope to get the inheritance of his master.

People who can't even control the killing** will be dominated, and eventually become a killing maniac, and any inheritance will be in vain.

The old man directly denied the purple-robed disciples and members of the Black Demon of the Ancient Wind Mansion in his heart, and paid special attention to Chen Zonglai.

The evil qi here impacted Chen Zong's mind all the time, especially under the continuous killing, the evil qi seemed to be stimulated, becoming more intense, several times stronger, in this case, the impact on the mind became more and more obvious and intense.

However, Chen Zong's soul was strong and his will was extremely firm, and after even more amazing killings, he had accumulated a body of evil qi that was terrifying.

It's just that Chen Zong didn't study the evil qi, and he didn't have a suitable method and guidance, so he wouldn't apply it to the whole body of evil qi, if he guided it out, it would be very terrifying and amazing.

In this case, how can some evil qi and evil spirit affect oneself.

Kill, kill, kill!

The slaughter was endless, and the scarlet aura completely filled all directions, impregnating some.

A thousand!

Two thousand!

Three thousand!

The purple-robed disciples of the Ancient Wind Mansion were already crazy, dancing wildly, their blood-red colors were diffusely rendered, and their eyes were filled with incomparably cold evil aura and murderous intent, without any emotion, only bloodthirsty and ruthless.

There was a blood-colored mist that seemed to be like substance all around, and between the fog rising, there seemed to be a terrible sound constantly sounding.

Kill to the pleasure, kill the madness.

The members of the Black Demon also stopped using their erratic movements, and each of them held a sharp blade in each hand, and blood spurted out, and the astonishing evil aura was like a demon and a ghost that frightened all directions.

Kill to madness, kill to madness.

The old man also noticed this situation, and immediately shook his head, these two people are useless.

They have been eroded by evil spirits and souls, and have become killing madnesses, puppets dominated by killing **.

It is completely impossible to wake up in this state, of course, things in the world are not so absolute, and it is possible to wake up, but if you can wake up, it is absolutely amazing, and you can definitely achieve amazing achievements.

However, judging from the old man's vision and experience, it is impossible for them to come to their senses.

On the contrary, it was Chen Zong's situation that made him even more happy, because until now, Chen Zong has never shown any signs of being eroded by evil qi, although he has also been disturbed by some interference, but he is still very calm.

Indeed, Chen Zong could feel a trace of killing ** quietly breeding in his heart, silently affecting himself, however, Chen Zong could clearly feel that this killing ** could be suppressed.

It's just, why suppress.

Chen Zong not only did not suppress it, but instead guided and used it, making more and more aggressive moves, and mastering his own evil qi more and more proficiently.

I don't know when, the corpses are all over the field, and there are fewer and fewer demons crawling out of the cracks, and after the last demon was killed by Chen Zong, Chen Zong suppressed the erection of the killing**, his eyes swept away, and he was slightly surprised.

Corpses are everywhere, at least tens of thousands.

The smell of blood was strong and direct, and it filled all directions.

Chen Zong himself was also slightly surprised, he slaughtered tens of thousands, but this is nothing, compared to the original Demon Yuan in the Canglan World, it is completely insignificant, after all, at that time, the slaughter of a demon tribe was hundreds of thousands.

However, the purple-robed disciples of the Ancient Wind Mansion had never experienced such a battle, at most, even if there were more than 100 kills, even if there were tens of thousands, he didn't know if he could experience it in this life.

And although the members of the Black Evil have killed more, they have never encountered this kind of direct killing of more than 10,000 people.

Both of their minds have been eroded by the evil qi, reduced to the killing puppet, seeing that there are no demons to kill, their scarlet cold murderous eyes swept over, and their bodies jumped, jumping directly into the crack where the demon appeared.

This time, there is no life.

In front of Chen Zong, a door appeared, a portal.

With one step out, Chen Zong returned to the empty hall.

"Congratulations, little friend, you passed the test. The old man said with a smile, his attitude was obviously very different from before, and he was much more enthusiastic.

"Thank you for the opportunity. Chen Zong bowed and saluted, if the other party was unwilling to let himself be tested, then he had no choice.

"Originally, I thought that the master's inheritance would be cut off, but I didn't expect to meet you. The old man's eyes shone with excitement, staring at Chen Zong, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Extraordinary talent, extraordinary heart, strong strength.

This is the perfect inheritor.

"Senior, what about the other two?" Chen Zong couldn't help but ask.

"Unable to resist the erosion of evil energy, they have been reduced to killing puppets, and now they are all dead. The old man said nonchalantly, Chen Zong's heart sank slightly, if he couldn't stop the erosion of evil qi, he would become a killing puppet like those two and die.

However, their death can be regarded as saving Chen Zong from a temporary crisis.

"What's your name?" the old man asked again.

"Back to my predecessors, my name is Chen Zong. Chen Zong responded aggressively.

"Chen Zong Xiaoyou, you have passed the assessment and are eligible to receive my master's inheritance, but my master's inheritance is divided into three levels in total. The old man said with a solemn expression, and Chen Zong also listened attentively.

"The first level is also the lowest level, and you can only get the most ordinary inheritance of the master. ”

"The second level is intermediate, and you can get a good inheritance from the owner. ”

"The third level is Advanced, which is the highest inheritance of the master. ”

"Which inheritance does Xiaoyou plan to accept?" The old man's eyes were solemn: "Remember, you can only choose one inheritance to accept, with Xiaoyou's ability, when you can accept a low-level inheritance, maybe an intermediate inheritance can also be, but a high-level inheritance, I'm afraid it's difficult." ”

"Please also ask the seniors to make it clear. Chen Zong asked, since the inheritance is divided into three levels, naturally high-level is the best.

"You're interested in the Advanced Heritage, aren't you? The old man smiled slightly: "The low-level and middle-level inheritances can be accepted directly, but the high-level inheritance is too important, and the master will have another test, and only by passing the master's test can it be inherited." ”

"But I don't know what kind of test?" Chen Zong asked again.

"As far as I know, trials are closely related to the soul, and the stronger the soul, the more likely it is to pass the test. The old man said.

"Senior, I choose the advanced inheritance. Chen Zong responded immediately, without hesitation.

"You're sure. The old man's expression was solemn again: "If you can't pass the master's test, you will die." ”

"Sure. Chen Zong's tone was firm.

Chen Zong didn't know who the ancient Shura King was, but since he was a king-level, he was not a powerhouse of the Great Saint Realm, and the low-level and middle-level inheritances of the powerhouses of the Great Saint Realm were estimated to have a limited effect on himself, and only that high-level inheritance could be seen.

Moreover, since the test is related to the strength of the soul, then with one's own soul, it is estimated that there is no problem in passing the assessment.