After seeing everything in front of you, everyone realized that because they were in a daze, or because their flesh and blood were melted into one, they had neglected to lose something.

The upper half of Xixue Peak has been destroyed by the battle for about a thousand meters, and there is no left at all. The top of the mountain that everyone saw from afar was not a stone, but a corpse, a mountain of corpses piled up to a height of thousands of meters.

Blood was like streams along the mountain of corpses, wrapped in flesh and blood, and concave snow water flowed downwards, heading towards the bottom of the mountain.

On the top of the corpse mountain, Shura sat in the corpse, one foot drooping at will, and the other foot bent on the corpse. The long blood-colored hair on the head was divided into hundreds of strands, a hundred meters long, and it was completely unfolded behind it like a peacock spreading its tail.

At the end of each strand of hair, there is a demon clan with the power of Daluo Golden Immortals. Hundreds of Daluo Golden Immortals were penetrated by these hairs and could not move. The blood of all Daluo Golden Immortals demon clan was like a gurgling river, rushing towards Shura along these hairs, and then absorbed by him.

In the mist of blood, it seemed as if a blood-like Buddha was sitting cross-legged behind Shura, with a terrifying evil smile on his face, opened his bloody mouth and continuously devoured the souls of the dead demon clan of Xixue Peak.

A strong wind blew, whirring, like ghosts crying and howling, shaking the earth.

On the top of the corpse mountain, Shura was holding a Blood Shadow Mad Sword in one hand. A figure hung on this terrifying long blood-colored sword. The Blood Shadow Mad Sword was penetrated by the chest. His body was almost covered with blood. His ice and bones were white and flawless. He was the Lord of the Snow Demon.

The only white spot in the bloody area makes people unable to help but turn their attention to it.

At this time, she was still alive, with a look of fear and a trembling body. She no longer had the aloof temperament of the Lord of Xixue Peak. She also wanted to escape, but was controlled by Shura's blood and energy magical powers and could not move at all.

Shura's other hand was holding a head. His facial features were clear, Zhaoming was not unfamiliar with it. It was the head of the mirage demon. In the past, this person deliberately allowed the witch clan to kidnap him, and even stopped others from saving him.

As Black Pi said, this head had been refined into a human head bowl by Shura.

The Lord of the Snow Demon was penetrated by the Blood Shadow Sword, and the wound was covered with blood. Blood kept flowing, dripping down the Blood Shadow Sword, and then flowed into the human head bowl refined by the Mirage Demon's head.

There was a smile on his lips. Although his body was covered in wounds and his clothes were tattered, Shura had an indescribable evil charm at this time. Even the body that looked a little fat also made people feel overwhelmed with oppression.

After the head bowl made by the Mirage Demon's head was filled with blood from the Lord of the Snow Demon, Shura took the head bowl to his mouth and drank it without hesitation. He drank several bowls in a row. He laughed again: "Bitch, did you ever think that today would be there when you bullied my elder brother that day?"

Shura won this battle, but it was not easy to win. He was covered in injuries, and his body was terrifying. He was missing a large piece of flesh and blood, and looked extremely terrifying. At this time, he laughed wildly, adding a wild aura, as if the evil spirits from the world of death. It made people frightened, but Zhaoming breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe it was selfish, but that was the case. Between millions and even tens of millions of demons and Shura, he chose the latter without hesitation.

After breathing a sigh of relief, a deep anxiety surged again. The scene in front of him was so similar to the scene he saw in the illusion of karma fire. Shura almost became a murderous demon controlled by the killing.

I couldn't help but think of the bitter monk, the powerful man with extraordinary origin, the master of Taoist Taoist Gui and Taoist Zhunti.

Back then, Shura had just become a little cruel, and the bitter monk saw the murderous aura hidden in his heart. He even predicted that he would commit endless murderous crimes. Now it seems that this is not a false statement. Just in the battle in front of him, Shura had at least millions of people.

It’s also a blessing that he is a blood demon, but he can replenish the consumption of true qi by absorbing other people’s blood and energy. If it were someone else, even if these millions of people stood and killed him, their true qi would be exhausted and they would die.

The massacre has been done and the cause and effect have been done, so I don’t know what consequences will be.

What made Zhaoming even more worried was that if the killing in front of him was not the boundless killing that the bitter monk predicted, but was just a warm-up before the killing, what else would happen in the future?

No one knew that Zhaoming suddenly had the urge to look for the suffering monk at this moment, and asked clearly what he wanted to say.

Looking at the figure of the snow demon lord on the corpse mountain again, Zhaoming felt inexplicably.

In a daze, he felt an indescribable touch in his heart. This younger brother who had been a little worried seemed to have grown up suddenly. He had already had the momentum to be the only one and the strength to dominate the world. After this battle, it would not be famous in the world, but at least everyone in the entire demon clan probably knew the name of Shura.

He became stronger, not only himself, but also this younger brother, but for some reason, Zhaoming felt a hint of sadness in his heart. He remembered many things that had been in the demon garden. Acao protected the two like a hen protecting the cub.

I don’t know when it started, maybe it was when I left Tianji, maybe it was when the battle at Lushan, or when I first met Prince Rakshasa to shock others with killing.

The Shura who followed him in panic, had no control of the six senses, and even cried from time to time disappeared.

Under the influence of the witch clan, the Rakshasa clan, the demon clan and even itself, all factors combined to exile the former Shura to an unknown world, and then released the Shura who seemed to kill the demon king.

"In the past, you asked the Mirage Demon to harm my elder brother and almost died. I swear that one day you will kill you, Xixue Peak, will slash that villain, use his head to serve wine, and eat your flesh and blood."

"My elder brother, please don't let me do anything, I have to give you three chances. Do you think I was angry when you refused three times?" Shura Sen smiled and shook his head and said, "Wrong, you were completely wrong! I am excited, I am excited, you bitch actually gave me a chance to take action."

"Your blood tastes good, but I have drunk enough. You... can die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a force in his left hand and directly crushed the head bowl of the Mirage Demon's head. When he was right, he used force with his right arm and his true energy surged, he was about to kill the Snow Demon Lord.

"Stop!" Di Jun immediately shouted and rushed over.

Feeling someone coming, Shura directly pointed out his finger, and blood light came towards Di Jun like an arrow. A ball of flame condensed in Di Jun's hand, and the red light flowed, as if the sun star was directly slapped on the blood light.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the blood shattered, and Di Jun himself took a few steps back.

At the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, everyone was stunned. Shura actually made a breakthrough in this battle and was no longer the Daluo Golden Immortal. But it was normal. Facing the Snow Demon Lord, there were nearly ten million troops, and it would be a bit outrageous to win with the strength of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

Seeing Di Jun's figure, Shura's murderous aura appeared in his eyebrows and his true energy was circulating in his hands, and he was about to kill the Snow Demon Lord. He knew Di Jun's personality, so he might stop him.

"Shura, stop!"

This sound made Shura stop, and the speaker was naturally clear.

"Brother!" Shura was stunned: "Why are you here?"

Zhaoming smiled faintly: "Hei Pi said you were crazy, so I'm going to come naturally!"

"This black skin is really... I have been a military advisor for so many years, and I am still more loyal to you." Shura shook his head and smiled. A strange feeling suddenly arose in everyone's heart. Shura with a smile at this time actually made them feel an illusion: Wuxie.

"You're fine and make this bloody and bloody, and he's so resentful. He's naturally afraid of you!" Zhaoming smiled and looked at the Snow Demon Lord hanging on the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword and said, "Come down, you'll take revenge too. I think it's more appropriate to let her live than kill her."

Shura frowned, then stretched out, nodded and smiled, "Brother is saying! Then I won't kill her anymore!"

After saying that, he slapped the Snow Demon Lord in the chest, as if he had pulled a skewer of barbecue from a bamboo stick and slapped her out of the Blood Shadow Crazy Knife. Another piece of bright red blood beads rushed out of the wound.

Di Jun quickly raised his hand and sucked it, sucked the Snow Demon Lord into his hand, and used his true energy to heal his wounds.

"Let these people go!" Zhaoming pointed to the hundreds of Daluo Jinxian Demon Clans hanging on their hair. Some of them could no longer stand the absorption of blood and energy and died, but most of them were still alive.

Shura immediately activates his true energy, and then heard a "pa" sound. All the Daluo Golden Immortal Demon Clans were thrown out, and their hundreds of meters long hair was shortened rapidly. Within a moment, they had returned to normal. Then they jumped down from the corpse mountain and landed in front of Zhaoming.

At this time, the Lord of the Vine Demon and the accompanying Demon King were already scared to death. If his target was Dongdu Mountain that day, there would naturally be no exception.

Shura is not without fame, but in fact many people know him. It was just because of the Battle of Lushan that Zhaoming shone brightly, and everyone went to see Shura because of Zhaoming, which made him hide under Zhaoming's light.

Many people have labeled Shura with such a logo by Zhaoming, the younger brother of the Fire Devouring Demon. It was not until today that the Lord of the Vine Demon suddenly discovered that the talent of this blood demon was even better than the famous Fire Devouring Demon.

After looking up and down at Shura, Zhaoming asked, "How is it hurt?"

Shura laughed: "Of course I have no big problem, but this bitch is also a bit capable. If I hadn't made a breakthrough in the last moment, I would have probably been me today. Unfortunately, after I advanced, they would not have enough to fight."

A ten-day and ten-night battle would never be as easy as he said. But that doesn't matter, as long as he survives it is him.

Zhaoming smiled: "Don't worry, there are still opportunities to fight!"

Looking at Di Jun not far away, he shouted: "Brother, there are so many things you have to deal with in Tianjiling. If anyone else wants to negotiate with you for a living, let Shura talk to them."

Di Jun was stunned, then nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!