No matter how much he improved his cultivation, no matter how much he skipped a level, he would never be able to jump to the ninth order and directly change from a first-order mad warrior to a first-order mad martial artist.

These thoughts flashed through Ye Luo's mind, but they were only less than a second.

And in less than a second, Ye Gucheng had already rushed to the middle of the dozen or so trialists behind Cang Yu, he stretched out a hand, which instantly penetrated the chest of a fifth-peak disciple, and the white slender young man's hand turned blood red, and after taking it out again, what was lying in the palm of his hand was a fresh heart that was still beating.

"I remember you."

Ye Gucheng met the eyes of the Fifth Peak disciple who was pierced through his chest and dug out his heart, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a ghostly arc, "I have just entered the Fifth Peak, and Senior Brother Nine, you don't take care of me less." ”

Take care of the two words, bite very hard.

The Ninth Senior Brother of the Fifth Peak maintained an extremely frightened expression, and his body fell to the ground.

"Poof"

Ye Gucheng didn't have a soft hand at all, and as soon as he retracted his big hand, he was about to pinch that heart to burst.

The Cloud Fury Secret Realm system reacted quickly, and forcibly teleported out the heart and the Fifth Peak Ninth Senior Brother who was lying on the ground "dead" 0.01 seconds before Ye Gucheng completely pinched and exploded the beating heart.

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, looked at the empty palm, and scolded: "It's really boring."

He knew that the guy who had bullied him had survived.

Ye Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the scene just now at least told her that in the Cloud Fu's secret realm, there would never be deaths. In other words, whether it is the ninth senior brother of the fifth peak or Xiao Jingshan of the first peak, they are all alive and well.

"It's your turn—"

Ye Gucheng didn't plan to stop there.

He will not let go of anyone who threatened to kill him just now!

Even if they can't be killed, these people will still feel the pain and feel the taste of death! That's enough.

There was a devil living in Ye Gucheng's heart, and after the experience of the Hell Dao, that devil had awakened, and he began to be hideous and began a cruel revenge.

The Purple Water Ripple Sword was on the ground, and he kicked it up and held it in his hand. A purple flash of water flashed, lingering with a dragon-like netherworld aura, roaring and roaring towards the enemy.

The screams were loud and loud.

The wails came and went.

The floating island in the sky has been turned into a bloody slaughterhouse. One by one, fresh lives fell in Ye Gucheng's hands, and he became a real killing god, recklessly taking revenge. The demonic aura on his body was so heavy that even those trialists with relatively high cultivation levels were frightened, and they just stood aside and watched, not daring to rush forward rashly.

No one knew what kind of cultivation the demonized Ye Gucheng was, but everyone had witnessed his unrivaled combat power.

A person's combat ability is not linked to the level of cultivation.

No one dares to risk their lives.

"Dead" is a trivial matter, but if you lose the qualification to enter the third level of the trial, it is not good.

In the blink of an eye, twelve trialists, including Cang Yu, were all "killed" by Ye Gucheng.

He didn't seem to have enough fun, his purple demon pupils were still flashing with bloodthirsty killing intent, his excitement was still rising, and he hadn't gotten enough pleasure from the death of these twelve people.