Only those who have killed people can truly understand what blood looks like when blood bursts out of the hot body.

It's hot, it's sticky, and it smells a little fishy, what kind of feeling is that.

Like water, or a piece of silk silk, Xu Lin understands.

Many of the people present also understood, whether it was the main gate or the monks of the Demon Sect, they all clearly knew what it was like to be alone in their hands.

for they have all killed.

There has never been such a real feeling at this moment, the meaning of blood, the smell of blood, the scorching breath, will be so clear and intuitively displayed in front of everyone.

Xu Lin looked at the string of beads in the hands of the bloodstained Taoist, looked at the glittering red light, and even felt that every inch of skin on his body felt a hot feeling.

Xu Lin longed, liked, and was even deeply infatuated with this strange feeling, until the Blood Red Dao people abandoned this bead chain, Xu Lin hated to fly up immediately, and then go to pick up the bead chain in mid-air, and cherish it like a lover.

The dazzling bright luster like a meteor is better like a fiery red sun, but there is no temperature rising, it is a bright red, a cold red.

The bloodstained Daoist's body shattered again, and under the action of the sword light left by the demon lord, it dissipated in pieces, but when he condensed his true body again, the bead chain in mid-air suddenly burst out with more blazing brilliance.

There is no longer a colorful and peaceful dazzling, and there is no thunder movie shuttling in the clouds, some are just red, red all over the sky.

When the Blood Refining Divine Light was once again cast by the Bloodstained Daoist, a bloody shadow shrouded the sky like an ocean, but the Demon Lord's sword light was still there.

From childhood to adulthood, with the figure of the blood-stained Daoist spread out together. Above this sea of blood, the four great swords of optimus turned like windmills, forming a huge vortex in the blink of an eye, but a piece of white gas was steaming with it.

The sound of sneering was endless, and the monks raised their heads in surprise, watching the battle between the blood refining divine light transformed by the bloodstained Daoist and the four big swords, but when a sound of shock sounded, the disciples of the main gate suddenly came back to their senses, because the disciples of the Demon Sect were on the run.

"We can't let them get away with it so lightly!" Lu Zhennan waved the long sword in his hand, and then turned into a streamer, chasing after the real realm master who had fought with him before.

With the leader, the rest of the sects are also harnessing the light, or stalking the disciples of the Demon Sect who have not yet escaped.

One place collapsed, everywhere collapsed, and at the entrance of the main hall that was still shouting to kill the heavens, half of the monks had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then the Qingxu real person fell from the sky, raised his eyes and glanced at the blood-stained Daoist and the four big swords who were still entangled and fighting in the sky, turned his head and said to the people behind him: "Qing Ming and Qing Yu stayed behind to guard, and Qing Li controlled the Great Array of Protectors, these Demon Sect cubs can't get out." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the Qingxu Zhenren harnessed the light and a group of people to rush towards the disciples of the Demon Sect who had not yet escaped, like a battlefield broom, the attack was like a tide, the sword light was sharp, and in a blink of an eye, most of the remnants of the Demon Sect were cleaned up, but the figure of the Qingxu Zhenren did not stop, and he kept going down the mountain and continued to kill.

Xu Lin stood among the wounded, ignoring the qiē that happened around him, or he had forgotten about it, and all he had in his eyes was the bloody light in mid-air.

"Blood God Son" Xu Lin is familiar with it, how can the bursts of white smoke that suddenly rise be so simple.

There was a look of tranquility in his eyes, and corrosion and devouring was the most unique attribute of "Blood God Son", but after fusing the remnants of that small string of Blood God bead chains, this unique trait would immediately be raised to a few grades.

Just as Xu Lin thought in his heart, at this time, the four big swords in mid-air actually emitted a trembling buzzing sound,

The whirlpool in the sea of blood was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving people the feeling that it was about to dissipate.

The corners of Xu Lin's eyes moved slightly, and the blood jade sword was already in his hand at this time, but he suddenly turned his head and shouted at Qing Ming Zhenren: "Uncle Shi, this sword is going to be finished!"

There is no need for Xu Lin to remind, Qing Ming Zhenren and Qing Yu Zhenren have already seen the clues, these four big swords are the sharp weapons imposed by the demon lord on the bloodstained Dao people, and they are also a net that binds him, and the function of following him has long been seen by everyone, but what if these four big swords really disappear?

The Bloodstained Dao people will be like beasts that have broken free from their shackles, they will destroy them unscrupulously, and then try their best to escape, which Kunlun will never allow to happen.

One demon lord is enough, and there is no way, after all, people are the beings of the god transformation stage, and they are not something that ordinary monks can deal with, but the blood demon in front of him is only in the realm of real people, how can he be allowed to act recklessly?

A fiery red beam of light was shot out by Qing Yu Zhenren and went straight into the depths of the clouds. And when Qing Yu Zhenren flashed again, he also turned into a streamer and ran into the clouds, and then fell like a goshawk, the fire rain meteor emitted billowing smoke and smashed into the sea of blood.

This time, the white smoke was even stronger, and there was a burst of fishy smell, and then, the real person of the tea also moved.

On top of the scorching sea of blood, pieces of ice lotus fell like rain, slowly turning, slowly opening the petals, and a cold breath spread, but it went hand in hand with the fire under the feet of Qing Yu Zhenren, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a posture of ice and fire.

A roar, as sad as a ghost crying, and an awe-inspiring artistic conception of sacrificing life and forgetting death.

It's desperate, the bloodstained old monster is going to fight hard!

Xu Lin stood at the door of the main hall and watched this scene excitedly.

There is the erosion of the Great Sect Protector Array outside, the four great swords of the Demon Lord are torn and destroyed inside, and the fire of the two real realm masters of Qing Yu and Qing Ming is added to the fire, you are still not dead with blood stains?

But suddenly, Xu Lin thought of it again.

"Nurturing living beings, corroding living beings, it is all in me, and it is endless!" This is a sentence in "The Son of the Blood God", which is the method of the mind, the introduction, and the definition of blood.

Vitality, the bloodstained Daoist has achieved the blood refining divine light, and the blood refining divine light in the world is based on the body of all things, which of course also includes the five attributes of heaven and earth, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Xu Lin, who had already grasped the blood jade sword, suppressed the sword momentum to the smallest point, he wanted to make a move, and when necessary, he must send out this deadly sword, even if he died.

Thick and thin hair, blood-stained faces formed above the sea of blood, it was already a face that couldn't be crazy, the facial features were hideous and the eyes looked in all directions, and the voice was hoarse, it was really painful, but it seemed to be enjoying.

Long patience, just for the last orgasm.

If the Blood Stain Dao Man wants to endure and resist, he must wait until the moment when the Blood Refining Divine Light completely dissolves the remnants of the Blood Spirit Bead Chain is the time to release it to his heart's content.

A sword breath, faint as the wind, not fast, like the curling smoke rising from the twilight people, curved and spiraled up.

Qing Ming Zhenren saw it, frowned, and scolded coldly, this person is doing stupid things.

Qing Yu Zhenren saw it, and glanced at the person who made the sword very unexpectedly, and then smiled and said, "There is a kind!"

The bloodstained Daoist also saw it, and the scorn in his heart was very right, with the faint sword breath of the person who sent the sword, he really wanted to rise to the top?

Even if you are given the opportunity, with the power of ants, you want to shake the giant elephant?

The sword breath was not blown away by the wind, it was still slowly rising.

The sword breath was not stopped by anyone, it was still resounding like an insect.

Qing Ming wanted to block the person who issued the sword, but she couldn't, because her figure had risen into the air, and she shuttled around in the sea of blood with her own sword, like a fish in water.

A man like the wind, Qing Yu real people stepped on the rolling fire clouds, and cooperated with Qing Ming real people, up and down, galloping on the sea of blood, but he didn't have time to make a move.

The Bloodstained Daoist wanted to teach this self-defeating guy a lesson, but he couldn't do it now. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the remnants of the Blood Spirit Bead Chain, but he just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and then stopped paying attention.

This will be a sword that sinks into the sea, this must be an understatement, everyone thinks so, only the expression of the person who made the sword, persistent like a child who has just come out of the dust, full of incomprehensible enthusiasm.

The sword breath was subtle, like the wind, it really dispersed, and before it reached the sea of blood that the bloodstained Dao people had turned into, this sword breath was actually gone.

How can a life as weak as an ant have the power to shake the existence of the sky.

This is normal.

But when the bloodstained Daoist concentrated, his brows furrowed deeply.

This face is so familiar.

This posture is familiar.

This sword is so special.

Who is this man?

The robe is moving with the wind, the hair is dancing in the air, the eyes are as sharp as a sword, the face is firm as iron, and the eyes are smiling?

With a bang in his mind, the bloodstained Taoist looked incredulous, and when he looked at this person who was regarded as an ant again, a pain suddenly appeared from the bottom of his heart, which was a pain from the depths of his soul, like a needle piercing his most painful place.

It was already above the sea of blood, like a mad beast, roaring in a frenzied manner. A scorching sense of invasion, a kind of palpitating inhalation, an irresistible sound of fear from the bottom of the heart.

As soon as the sword light flickered, Qing Ming Zhenren, who was in the sea of blood, suddenly jumped out from here, and then desperately waved out the blood infected around him, and the Qing Yu Zhenren in the sky was the same, wave after wave of blood, regardless of the scorching fire, rolled towards him like crazy.

The two didn't dare to stop for a while, and after glancing at each other, they jumped in the air one after another, but they couldn't get out of the scope of this sea of blood, and when they couldn't help but be surprised, they were stunned to find that this sea of blood was actually moving with them.

That sword finally came out, and Xu Lin smiled.

The power of that sword was finally released, and Xu Lin stared excitedly.

Even I, who I thought I was as weak as a mosquito, can now open my appetite and take a big gulp to suck your sweet blood.