Wu He and the two deputy hall masters sank their hearts, raised their heads, and saw Guo Lin. He was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were filled with strange blue light.
"The two high-level refining kings are very good. The Shura Sword sucks the blood of you two, and my strength can go up to the next level." In one sentence, the two powerful refining kings sentenced to death. The sword fell with their hands, and accompanied by bright red blood arrows, the two heads rolled out.
The Shura Blood Knife, which was soaked in the blood of two high-level refining kings, buzzed. It sucked every drop of blood from the blade like a greedy baby. When the corpses of the two high-level refining kings turned into mummies, the Shura Blood Knife once again emitted a pleasant sound and a burst of scarlet light.
Under the red light, Guo Lin's wound healed instantly. The next second, his body was obviously higher. His strength was increasing. When Lei Fenghao found Guo Lin, he happened to see this scene.
Two naked mummies lying on the ground, two heads with their eyes closed, rolling not far away. The Demon Soul Tree and the other five powerful men in the seventh-degree space all turned into ashes.
Lei Fenghao felt cold in his heart. He recognized the two heads. Although he felt a little pleasure in his heart because of his disagreement with them, he was more panic. As the leader of this demon hunting mission, he was undoubtedly the most failed. All the strong men except him were killed. If he went back, how to face the head Aoki...
Of course, in fact, Lei Fenghao has not thought about what he will do in the future now, because there is a demon who looks like a human in front of him, looking at him with a pair of eyes looking at food.
At this time, Guo Lin was completely dominated by the Shura Blood Sword, and the will to kill occupied his entire body and mind. The strong wind whistled, blowing his blood-stained hair straight. He walked towards Lei Fenghao step by step, and the Shura Blood Sword was dragged to the ground, "Swishy..." For Lei Fenghao, that was the prelude to death.
At this moment, Lei Fenghao became inexplicably timid and couldn't help but retreat, while his middle-level dragon guard of the King of Refining raised his hand to use the five fireball magic and shot at Guo Lin.
With the blood knife swung, the five fireballs were knocked out. Guo Lin glanced at Long Wei indifferently, looking extremely contemptuous. The Shura Blood Knife in his hand turned the handle. The man rushed towards Lei Fenghao like an off-line arrow. Another five fireballs shot at him, but he ignored it directly.
The Dragon Guards all had their subjects cultivated them with a lot of energy. Guo Lin's contempt for Long Guard made Lei Fenghao's heart deeply hurt. Seeing that Guo Lin did not dodge, he walked towards him. Lei Fenghao sneered and silently used his strength to train. The Thunder Rift Knife criticized Guo Lin's head with a thunderclap.
Lei Fenghao slashed down with a knife, and he was delighted to see the thunder cracked from Guo Lin's head, slashing the latter in half. However, the next moment, his smile immediately froze because he didn't see blood. This was a afterimage of Guo Lin. A violent stinging pain came from the back of his head. The last thing Lei Fenghao saw was a string of sad blood flowers. He knew it was his own blood...
"Tear!" Shura Blood Sword, using Lei Fenghao's technique, split him into two parts, very evenly. The dripping blood splashed everywhere with internal organs. Lei Fenghao's Dragon Guard, who had lost his master, slowly softened, and the dragon soul rushed out of the Dragon Guard's Heavenly Spirit Cover and flew towards the Heart Refining Demon Realm.
Guo Lin slowly turned his head, and in his sight, he saw a shadow of a cold spirit robe, and a bloodthirsty murderous intent rose from the bottom of his heart again.
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The dead are like this, never leaving the night and day...
Ten days later, Guo Lin slowly woke up. This was the upper reaches of the River of Destiny, with the surging rivers rumbling. At this moment, his head was still incredibly painful. Guo Lin only felt that he had a strange dream, dreaming that he turned into a demon god Shura, killing countless enemies under his feet, invincible.
"Where is this?" Before he could stand up, Guo Lin's heart tightened, his palm was empty. "Where is the Shura Blood Knife?" He jumped up and jumped up. But he saw the shadow of Jingying not far away. He was holding a bloodthirsty sword in his hand, with river fish stringing on it, and flames kept dancing on the sword. A thought jumped out, and he was grilling the fish.
"Calm down, young man. It's there." Meiying turned her head and saw Guo Lin awakening, and sighed, "It's been ten days, I almost thought you couldn't wake up."
"You saved me?" Guo Lin frowned. Now he was a little confused. He only knew that he seemed to have killed many people.
Meiying smiled faintly and said, "That's right."
Guo Lin stood up, and he walked over and wanted to pull out the Shura Blood Knife inserted on the ground. Mei Ying stopped him: "Are you sure you want to have it again? In my opinion, this kind of weapon will only bring bad luck to yourself. It doesn't matter if you lose it."
Guo Lin's hand froze when he touched the hilt of the Shura Sword, and finally pulled it out and put it in the demon sealing ring. "What happened?" Guo Lin asked, "I've been sleeping for ten days?" He only remembered the scene of Meiying and the two of them hitting the Soul Demon Tree in the Seventh Degree Space, and then sneaked into the middle-level refining king with him. He killed many people next, and then couldn't remember anything.
"You will know after reading this." A silver light flashed between Meiying's ring finger in her left hand. Suddenly, a small hill piled up on the riverside, including these hills, various velvets, armors, boots, bracelets, etc....and many weapons.
Various treasures are piled up like mountains. If so many things are sold for money, they will at least one million days of refining coins. "This is only a part." After that, Meiying took out several exquisite space capsules.
Guo Lin frowned into the word "three". If it were the past, he would have been so happy to see so many treasures. But now...
Intuition told him that it was all related to himself after losing consciousness.
"After you killed Lei Fenghao and the others, you searched the forest again, killing nearly a thousand people in seven degrees in total." Mei Ying said very slowly, and occasionally took away the flames from the bloodthirsty sword, brought the grilled fish over and smelled them. Then, he took out a small bottle from his arms and sprinkled some light yellow powder at the grilled fish, "It's almost ready to eat, do you want one?"
The long sword skewers grilled fish was handed to Guo Lin. The golden grilled fish was fragrant and seemed to be delicious.
After not eating for ten days, Guo Lin was indeed hungry. He took a fish from the sword and started eating. "No, it's very fragrant. There are also spicy and spicy things, what are they?"
"Pepper." Meiying said another noun that Guo Lin didn't understand, and took a fish and started eating it on his own.
Guo Lin remembered who Lei Fenghao was, and he said in surprise: "You said I killed Lei Fenghao? Lei Fenghao, a high-level Lei Fenghao?"
"It's not just him, but you are also killed by the other two high-level deputy hall masters of the Refining King." Mei Ying turned her head and said calmly, "You still want to kill me, but fortunately I run fast."