"Ah, it hurts, why does my head hurt so much? Could it be because of the long sword?" Ye Xingchen thought anxiously while suppressing his pain.

At this time, Ye Xingchen was squatting on the ground, holding his head in both hands, and the heart-rending pain attacked his brain.

"Why, why is this?" Ye Xingchen shouted angrily, and then fell into a coma in an instant.

And at this moment, the evil aura on the long sword instantly enveloped Ye Xingchen, and then entered Ye Xingchen's mind.

And the moment he fell to the ground and fell unconscious, a death air flow flowed out of the flower of death in his body, flowing down the meridians to the depths of his brain and soul, devouring the evil aura that entered Ye Xingchen's mind.

In the depths of Ye Xingchen's soul, there was a gray smoke-like thing, and outside this smoke-like thing was a blood-red gas full of evil aura, and these blood-red gases were constantly corroding the smoke-like things.

Although Ye Xingchen had fallen into a coma at this time, he was now experiencing the test of nine deaths and a lifetime, in the depths of his soul, there was an evil aura that was corroding his soul, if he couldn't bear it, then what was waiting for him was his soul flying away.

The blood-red gas full of evil aura of "Zizi ......" constantly surrounded the depths of Ye Xingchen's soul, slowly corroding.

And whenever the flower of death flows out of the breath of death, the evil breath seems to be able to sense it, quickly dodging, and when the evil aura disappears, this evil aura is the most violent counterattack.

From all kinds of signs, it can be seen that the evil aura is afraid of the death breath, more precisely, the flower of death in Ye Xingchen's dantian.

In this way, the two breaths are constantly confronting, and during this period of time, Ye Xingchen's soul is dying out in a degree that is invisible to the naked eye, if he can't think of any way, what awaits Ye Xingchen is also scattered.

Time passed little by little, Ye Xingchen's face became more and more pale, and at this time, the flower of death was also unstable.

"Hiss......" The flower of death that was facing each other suddenly trembled,

At this time, a strange thing happened, and the blood droplets on the long sword actually floated slowly, floated to Ye Xingchen's chest, and finally disappeared into the flower of death in Ye Xingchen's dantian.

When the crystal clear blood droplets disappeared into the flower of death in the dantian in Ye Xingchen's body, the sky suddenly thundered, the wind was fierce, and the dark clouds were thick, as if the end of the world was coming.

And at this moment, the Flower of Death flowed out a very majestic aura, which rushed directly into the depths of Ye Xingchen's mind and soul, and the evil aura that corroded Ye Xingchen's soul was instantly wiped out, and then the Flower of Death returned to calm.

"Boom ......" There was a loud thunder in the sky, dark clouds were thick, and the blood-red aura formed a terrifying vortex above the area where Ye Xingchen was located, this vortex was like a black hole, constantly devouring the surrounding blood-red aura.

"Tick ...... Tick ...... "Suddenly, it actually rained heavily in the sky, and it kept hitting Ye Xingchen in the face who was unconscious.

The momentum in the sky was even stronger, and the blood-red aura within a radius of a hundred miles frantically poured into the black vortex above Ye Xingchen.

Time passed little by little, and the rain was still "ticking" and "ticking", slapping on Ye Xingchen's immature face.

"......Boom" Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, and a blood-red pillar of light suddenly shot out from the black vortex above Ye Xingchen, and this blood-red pillar of light directly bombarded Ye Xingchen's chest.

When the pillar of light of the black vortex bombarded Ye Xingchen's chest, the Flower of Death actually began to move again, and it continued to emit the breath of death, preventing the blood-red pillar of light from destroying Ye Xingchen's body.

Time passed bit by bit, and under the guidance of the Flower of Death, the blood-red pillar of light in the black vortex was actually refining Ye Xingchen's body.

"Quack, quack......" Ye Xingchen's bones were ringing, and at this time, Ye Xingchen showed a painful expression on his face.

And his meridians are also constantly breaking, repairing, breaking, repairing, at this time, Ye Xingchen is experiencing pain that is difficult for ordinary people to accept.

The blood-red aura poured into the body, guided by the flower of death, constantly refining Ye Xingchen's body, and fortunately Ye Xingchen had the flower of death in his body, otherwise, just a blood-red pillar of light would have scattered his soul.

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In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and a blood-red crescent moon hung quietly above the dark night sky, and in a strange area on the third layer of the Demon Blood Realm, there was a person lying quietly.

In the Demon Blood Realm that had just rained, the ground was full of blood-red soil, and even the rain was blood-red, while Ye Xingchen was still in a coma.

At this moment, his clothes were all torn, and the wolf was unbearable.

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen's fingers moved, and then Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky suspiciously.

"Where is this, what's wrong with me?" Ye Xingchen said in a hoarse voice.

After a long time, Ye Xingchen was adapting, "This is the Demon Blood Realm, and I am still in the Demon Blood Realm...... It's dark......"

Ye Xingchen slowly got up, "Ah......" Ye Xingchen, who had just gotten up, suddenly saw that his whole body, his clothes were already in tatters, and he couldn't help screaming.

"What the hell is going on? How could I be like this?" Ye Xingchen searched hard for his memory, "By the way, I remember that I saw tens of thousands of people chasing and killing and encircling one person, and in the end they all died together, and then I didn't know anything. Ye Xingchen patted his head and said hurriedly.

Ye Xingchen stood up and looked around, it had just rained, the demon blood realm was cold and windy, Ye Xingchen put the tattered clothes on his body and thought carefully.

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen suddenly saw the long sword stuck in the ground from the area filled with blood-red aura, he couldn't help but take a half step back, and then looked at the long sword vigilantly.

And just when Ye Xingchen saw this long sword, the long sword actually trembled, and red blood still flowed out of the long sword.

The sword was half-thrust into the ground, and only a small section of the ground remained.

"Why is the evil aura of this long sword gone?" Ye Xingchen suddenly felt that the evil aura on this long sword was actually gone, and he thought that this long sword was like an ordinary long sword.

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.

Then, Ye Xingchen slowly approached the long sword, and then used his soul power to probe the long sword, but there was no reaction.

"I don't know what will happen if you pull it out?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself, and then stretched out his right hand and gently held the hilt of the long sword.

The moment he held the hilt of the long sword in his right hand, a stream of air flowed into Ye Xingchen's palm from the long sword, but Ye Xingchen didn't feel anything.

He glanced at the sword suspiciously, and then drew it hard.

"Hiss......"

The moment Ye Xingchen pulled out the long sword, he was completely stunned, and his right hand held the long sword tightly.

No, to be exact, it should be a half-truncated sword.

This long sword inserted in the third layer of the Demon Blood Realm was actually a broken sword, this sword was cut off from the middle, and the hilt of the sword was still bloody.

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Xingchen looked at the broken sword in his hand in a daze, and muttered to himself.

A series of things had just happened, which made Ye Xingchen completely stunned, he didn't expect that this bleeding long sword was actually a broken sword.

I recalled that I fell into a fantasy because of this long sword, and then saw the scene of ten thousand people surrounding and suppressing one person.

"Could it be that this broken sword was cut off by that martial artist in the end? Why did it bleed? Hasn't his resentment dissipated?" Ye Xingchen looked at the broken sword in his hand in a daze.

When Ye Xingchen held the broken sword in his hand, the flower of death in the dantian actually trembled for a moment, and then calmed down.

"Hula......" Ye Xingchen raised the bleeding broken sword high and observed it carefully.

At this time, a scene that shocked Ye Xingchen was born, his soul power was not limited by the Demon Blood Realm, and could extend to a distance of one hundred meters.

As soon as Ye Xingchen's mind moved, his soul power operated directly, instantly covering a distance of one hundred meters around him.

"How is it possible? Before, it could only cover a distance of three meters around the body, why is this happening?" Ye Xingchen said suspiciously.

"Is it because of this broken sword?" Ye Xingchen said to himself.

Ye Xingchen couldn't explain the qiē that he was born now, and after entering the third layer, he saw the bleeding broken sword, and then fell into the environment, and then passed out.

With the broken sword in his hand, Ye Xingchen no longer had the previous fear in his heart, and there were only endless questions.

"This bleeding broken sword has endless resentment accumulated by his master, and the resentment has not dissipated, so the broken sword will bleed. Wu's voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing Wu speak, Ye Xingchen's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly asked, "Wu, what the hell is going on with this bleeding broken sword? ”

"This broken sword has a long history, his master is a strong man in ancient times, because the middle plan was besieged, and finally died, the long sword was also cut off, he was full of endless resentment, and finally all attached to the broken sword, so the broken sword is bleeding. Wu explained.

"Wu, then why did I fall into the illusion, where am I now?" Ye Xingchen continued to ask.

"You are still on the third layer of the Demon Blood Realm, but when you came in, you were teleported to this strange place, if you weren't teleported here, no one would normally be able to get close, let alone the bloody broken sword. Wu continued to say lightly, "The reason why you fell into the illusion is because the moment you entered the third layer, the resentment of the master of the broken sword had already noticed you, and more accurately the flower of death in your body. ”

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