While Si Xueyi was washing his gun, the killings in Longling Secret Realm continued.
In less than a day, at least a thousand people died.
Many people were killed by monsters for various reasons, and even more people were killed by their own kind and fell in a pool of blood.
Every heavenly and earthly treasure, every demonic elixir, and every exotic treasure will lead to a terrible fight.
In a plain filled with gray smoke, the corpses of many sect disciples fell on it, their blood flowing into rivers, their vitality gone.
The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, making people feel very uncomfortable.
The remaining people were all kneeling on the ground shivering, with a look of horror in their eyes, and looking pleadingly at the only young man standing in the field.
This person is Mu Xuehan, the chief disciple of the Blood Sword Tower, and one of the top 100 ruthless people on the list of geniuses.
He wields the sword quickly and fiercely, and when he sees blood, he gets rich.
The people here were originally competing for an Ice Cloud Fruit, but they didn't expect Mu Xuehan to fall from the sky and kill anyone he saw.
In just one breath, he killed more than half of the people.
The remaining people were all frightened out of their wits. They knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy. They no longer wanted to fight for the treasure.
"Mu Xuehan, please forgive us. Not only are we willing to give you the harvest in the secret realm, we will also give you our own storage bag."
"Give it all to you and let us live!"
"Let us go, we really don't know that the famous Chief of the Blood Sword Tower is here!"
A group of people looked sad, embarrassed and pitiful.
"Tsk tsk..."
Mu Xuehan grinned and said, "You are a bunch of poor ghosts. I don't even think highly of this Ice Cloud Fruit. How can I appreciate what you have on you?"
"Mu Xuehan, what on earth do you want to do?"
"You murderous maniac!"
"Mu Xuehan, don't go too far!"
They got angry and stood up to accuse. They really didn't expect Mu Xuehan to be so violent.
Mu Xuehan smiled and said, "My sword is called the Blood Lin Sword. It requires constant drinking of blood to transform and evolve. You... are the best nourishment, so die!"
Whoosh!
He sneered and charged into the crowd with his sword.
The terrifying sword power merged with the evil spirit. The sword light bloomed and let the evil energy penetrate the bones and corrode the heart. It was already a little weaker before the fight.
When the sword power was fully unfolded, more than a dozen sect disciples felt chills on their backs, restless, and found it difficult to gather their true energy.
kill!
Mu Xuehan's one-sided massacre sent him into a state of madness. No one could stop him from striking a blow with his sword.
Soon, this place turned into a river of blood.
Several people wanted to turn around and run away, but before they could get far, they were pierced by the light of the sword.
After Mu Xuehan finished the killing, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the Xue Lin Sword with a look of madness in his eyes.
"What a good sword..."
The Blood Lin Sword kept trembling, looking strange and evil.
"Hehe, you still kill people fast enough in the secret realm. This time you should be promoted to a treasure weapon."
Mu Xuehan murmured to himself and said softly, "I don't know why the original poster is so crazy. He wants me to take orders from Fang Qingyu in this secret realm. Wouldn't it be better to kill him?"
…
In a secret place, in a valley.
The Bone Sect, one of the overlords of Luoyue City, is eager to fight, and he is also going on a killing spree.
Compared with Mu Xuehan, the White Bone Demon Armor skill he practiced was even more evil.
A white bone battle armor condensed on his body. This white bone battle armor seemed to come out of hell, exuding bloody flames.
At the same level, almost no one can break the Bone Demon Armor.
Clang Clang Clang!
Four spiritual swords pierced the magic armor at the same time, making a metallic impact sound, but Jing Jue did not move at all.
In the face of the other party's horrified eyes, Jing Jue grinned.
Whoosh!
He slashed it with his long knife, and the four heads flew out.
The remaining people didn't dare to stay any longer, with extremely frightened looks in their eyes, and they ran away crazily in all directions.
"Hahahaha, so happy!"
Jing Jue was enjoying the killing and didn't care about these people who were running away.
He sat cross-legged among the corpses, using his White Bone Demon Armor Skill, and a terrifying black demonic aura bloomed from his body.
hiss!
Soon, the more than a hundred corpses that had just died on the ground began to change. Their remaining souls were removed from their bodies, and then turned into streaks of black light.
boom!
All the light flowed into Jing Jue's body. When he opened his eyes again, he felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.
Jing Jue exhaled a breath of turbid air and said with a smile, "It's still comfortable in the secret realm. If you were in the outside world, how could you easily kill so many sect disciples."
There are no rule restrictions and no moral constraints in the secret realm. It is simply a paradise for the magic monks.
"If I advance further in strength, I may not be able to compete with Fang Qingyu."
Jing Jue's eyes flashed with sharpness, and his expression was unruly and arrogant.
This is true for all demonic monks. Without absolute strength, it would be difficult to convince them.
Like Mu Xuehan, he was a little dissatisfied with following Fang Qingyu's orders.
…
In a plain, Feng Yueyu also encountered trouble.
She was stopped by a young man in blue. The young man looked arrogant and had a sly look in his eyes, wanting to invite her to go with him.
"Sorry, we are not familiar with each other?"
Feng Yueyu held the sword in her left hand, folded her hands in front of her chest, her eyes were cold and indifferent.
"Not familiar?"
He looked Feng Yueyu up and down and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, we met at the Tianjiao gathering in Luoyue City two years ago. I am a disciple of the Qinglei Sect's Tianbang, so you have no reason not to remember.
I."
A look of surprise appeared on Feng Yueyu's beautiful face, and she said, "I remember, Deng Siqi is number 583 on the Prodigy List."
Deng Siqi's eyes flashed with pride, and he corrected, "We are now number 581, at the peak of the mid-term Five-Star Heavenly Pill."
He was very proud, and his expression became more and more arrogant.
Feng Yueyu's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuation.
Deng Siqi smiled and said, "Have you never seen a five-star heavenly elixir in Cangxuan Mansion? A genius like me is not worthy of traveling with you?"
Feng Yueyu raised his brows, "Genius? It took two years to advance by one place. You still have the nerve to call yourself a genius. The word genius is really worthless."
Deng Siqi's face changed slightly, and he smiled and said, "What do you mean?"
"literal meaning."
Feng Yueyu looked directly at the opponent, as cold as ice.
When Deng Siqi heard this, his face suddenly changed, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "This is the secret realm of Longling. You, a country chicken in the valley, dare to show off to me. You really think you are a golden phoenix!"
He was angry, even a little frustrated.
To be continued...