Chapter 79 Fighting (3) Thank you brothers for your...
"ah!"
Zhong Qingyu roared, the blood all over his body surged into the sky, and the blood shone. Zhong Qingyu's figure suddenly changed, and his whole person disappeared into the soil in an instant, and appeared in the distance. The color of the monstrous blood cloud became redder and redder, and emitted a burst of
A strong fishy smell.
"I have accumulated this blood for decades, but I never thought it would be used today. I will not give up until all your blood is drained!" Zhong Qingyu fell into a state of madness and kept waving the blood cloud flag.
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"Die to me!"
Zhong Qingyu let out a roar, and the blood cloud exploded violently, turning into a rain of blood and falling down in an instant.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the blood mist enveloped hundreds of meters in radius. Things that touched the envelope were depleted one after another, as if all their own vitality had been sucked out. When they fell on the ground, they would make a corrosive sound of "Puff, Puff".
An Pingsheng was also in the range of the blood rain. Looking at the blood rain that was like strong acid, he quickly ignited flames all over his body. Countless blood rains fell and were evaporated by the hot flames.
In the blood mist, Zhong Qingyu's crazy shouting came: "Go to hell!"
The blood mist that filled the sky did not stop its offensive. The blood mist that had absorbed countless vitality gradually condensed into the shape of a waning moon, which was extremely bright red. As soon as it condensed, it quickly flew up and down around An Pingsheng. In the chaos, there was a faint feeling.
Mysterious trajectory.
"Dang Dang Dang!!"
Driven by Zhong Qingyu, the Blood Mist Blade drew sharp streaks of blood in front of him with lightning speed, appeared in front of An Pingsheng in an instant, and slashed at An Pingsheng one after another.
But An Pingsheng was not an ordinary tiger. His eyes were filled with uncertainty, and the scorching flames emerging from his body tightly covered his entire body.
The blood mist blade fell on An Pingsheng and made a sound like "puff". Every time the blood mist blade struck him, the flames outside his body would fluctuate slightly, and the light would flicker like running water.
The all-pervasive blood mist blade was blocked by the flames, just like a spear and a shield, unable to break through An Pingsheng's powerful defense.
Zhong Qingyu's red eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he looked a little restrained.
At this moment, a strange burning feeling burst out from his heart. Without paying attention, the strange flame burned again.
"Ahh~!"
A huge sense of guilt came over him, and it seemed that there was nothing else but guilt in his eyes.
The blood clouds and blood mist blades in the sky also lost control due to Zhong Qingyu's distraction, and began to fly randomly in the air.
An Pingsheng took the opportunity to spit out countless blazing flames, and the blood cloud in the sky was evaporated bit by bit by the sudden increase in temperature.
"No, it won't be like this. Why do I suddenly feel so guilty? Why do I regret so much about what I have done? No, this is not my voice at all. Why, why is this happening?"
Zhong Qingyu stretched out his hand and wiped it. His hands were covered with tears. He couldn't help but be horrified. He knew very well that he had never thought about crying or regretting, but the inexplicable flame in his body made him panic.
, there was such a surge of regret that could not be suppressed at all, and he couldn't help crying, as if, at this moment, his body was not under his control at all.
It was so mysterious that when he looked at An Pingsheng, he felt as if he was seeing a ghost. Such a witchcraft was too weird.
I never would have thought that such an extremely mysterious thing would happen to me in this world.
Zhong Qingyu's eyes were filled with horror and extreme fear. The more he regretted, the higher the temperature of the flame in his heart became. Now he felt like he was about to burn.
Horrible, so terrible.
Run away, run away quickly!
Zhong Qingyu couldn't help but think that he didn't know what would happen if he continued to stay here.
"No, I can't leave at all."
Zhong Qingyu's face was extremely bitter. He wanted to leave, but his body stood firmly in place, not wanting to move.
"I'm guilty, I'm guilty."
At this time, Zhong Qingyu was completely dominated by the flames in his heart, and he only felt repentance in his heart.
And as he uttered the words "I'm guilty", the temperature of the flame in his heart reached a peak.
"Ahhhh!!"
With a scream, Zhong Qingyu couldn't help but reach out and want to take off all his clothes. This was not enough, he wanted to open his chest.
Hot, so hot, it's like being close to the sun, but this burning feeling comes from the inside out.
It was so tortured that Zhong Qingyu's outer skin was torn open by himself, revealing his still beating heart.
But the burning sensation did not dissipate at all.
Zhong Qingyu couldn't bear it anymore, so he gathered powerful magic power in his hand and slapped his head. Even if his head was made of steel, he couldn't help but hit it like this. He was beaten to pieces on the spot.
The headless corpse slowly fell, igniting an invisible flame.
Zhong Qingyu, who was so arrogant just now, died in an instant.
Zhong Qingyu, an inner disciple of the Immortal World Sect.
Just died like this.
[Author's digression]: Are you satisfied? Cough cough cough