The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 591: 2 Killing Gods
Chapter 591
At that last moment, the black-clothed old man didn’t see how Lin Yun’s sword was used, maybe he didn’t even want to understand how he died.
As for the person who produced the sword, he has already left.
For Lin Yun, without thinking too much, how could he be friends with an evil cultivator whose purpose is obviously impure. No matter how dangerous it is in this dry sea, it won’t get mixed up with this kind of person.
As for why he sacrificed himself for the thunder and lightning, I didn’t think too much.
It’s just Lin Yun’s keen feeling, there is no need to stay here for too long, as long as he can kill with one sword, that one sword is enough.
Putting the petals into the sword box, Lin Yunru disappeared in place with a puff of green smoke.
Not long after he left, dense brown ants sprang up in the desert, and in the blink of an eye they swallowed all the corpses on the ground, and only a few words withered bones under his body.
In the dry sea, thousands of people swarmed into the scene of sunlight. The original silence was suddenly broken, and the killing did not stop for a moment.
Some people died in the hands of insidious monsters, blood stained with yellow sand, and died in the middle of the road before seeing the tomb of King Xingjun.
But more people died in the hands of the same kind.
Every place in the Dry Sea is full of blood and killing, which is hard to resist.
A filthy swamp, with a drop of blood, and the bodies of many sect disciples fell to the ground, lifeless.
Most of those corpses were mutilated and scattered all over the place, with very brutal methods. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people very uncomfortable.
In the middle of this marshland, there is a rather strange grass, surrounded by ash and smoke. If you look closely, you will find that the gray smoke is like a huge dragon, shrouded in the grass, very surprised.
Hualongcao!
This is Hualongcao. It is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Once in the outside world, it will attract strong competition from all sides.
But right now, these more than a dozen elite disciples from various sects looked at the Hualongcao but remained motionless. On the contrary, his expression was horrified, shivering, and the hand holding the blade was shaking.
Because there was a person standing beside the Hualongcao.
The man was dressed in black, his face was expressionless, his icy gaze fell on the dragon grass, and there was no fluctuation at all.
He is holding a sword in his right hand, the blade is cold, and there is blood on the tip of the sword, dripping drop by drop.
This person is Ji Wuming, the disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect, who was ranked 53rd in the last feast of dragons. Known as the blood hand butcher, his sword is fast and cruel, fierce and fierce, more cruel than the knife in the hands of the butcher.
In this filthy swamp, there are several groups of sect disciples who are fighting for this dragon grass.
I never thought that Ji Wuye rushed in during the chaotic battle. Kill when you see people, regardless of sect.
One person was killed with a sword, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died under his sword, without a whole body!
The rest of the people were frightened on the spot and never dared to move anymore, so they could only look at this person shiveringly.
“Ji Wuye, we dare not fight with you with this Hualongcao, can we let us survive?”
“Master Ji, you, as the Tianjiao evildoer on the Longyun list, don’t know what we are like?”
“We really don’t know that this dragon grass was taken by Ji Gongzi.”
“Spare us!”
Under such a stalemate, it was too torturous, and the remaining sect disciples finally couldn’t bear to ask for mercy.
“Hualong Herb is mine, do I need you to let it? Tsk tsk, the face is really big.”
Ji Wuye grinned strangely, Gu Jing Bubo’s eyes suddenly flashed a chill, and sneered: “Don’t say I won’t give you a way to survive. Give you three breaths. It can be faster than my sword. Live.”
“Run!”
After hearing this, the rest of them didn’t dare to wait any longer and turned around and ran.
Ji Wuye looked at these sect disciples running wild, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, which was rather strange.
“Time is up!”
When the three breaths ended, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and his expression became extremely cold. The sword power all over his body was shining with thick blood, and the ice-cold sword intent was piercing through the bones and the heart. He was actually like a sea of killing intent, perfectly integrated into the sword, and it was terrifying.
Boom!
His vast sword power turned into a tide rolling out, and in the blink of an eye, he swallowed all the people who had run for a kilometer.
“What’s the matter, I can’t move…”
“Damn it, what the **** is going on, my legs don’t listen.”
“Damn, what the **** is going on!”
At the moment of being shrouded by the blood and light sword, the killing intent was like a poisonous snake invading everyone’s body. A group of people suddenly fell into the abyss, cold all over, deep in it, and their vision was dim.
Only a few people, with red complexions, moved their bodies forward with great difficulty.
Autumn moon and cold river, blood sword is like an abyss!
A terrifying chill suddenly raged on Ji Wuye’s body, and countless sword lights were like moonlight falling on the river. Accompanied by the indifferent killing, and the city of vast rivers, moonlight condenses into a **** abyss, ruthlessly strangling those who are trapped in it.
Puff! Puff!
Screaming and wailing for a while, this swamp land is like a purgatory on earth, with broken limbs, which is shocking.
When Ji Wuye took the sword and returned it to its sheath, no one stood, and a drop of blood was covered in all directions. The blood sword was like an abyss. It was really worthwhile.
This is Ji Wuye, the bloodhand butcher Ji Wuye, and the third terrifying existence on the Long Yun list!
Looking vaguely, there is still one person who is quite tenacious, crawling hard among the corpses. People’s desire to survive will always have unimaginable perseverance. Under such purgatory, they are still crawling with a breath of difficulty.
“Ignorance.”
Ji Wuye looked cold and smiled cruelly.
As soon as the voice fell, the sect disciple crawling on the swamp suddenly showed bloodstains like a centipede on his face. This bloodstain spread all over his body and wriggled, and the person was in pain and let out a heart-piercing scream.
Boom!
When the scream reached its limit, there was a loud noise, like a thunder on the ground. The only surviving sect disciple suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood with a bang, and there was a pit of hundreds of meters in the ground in the air. The wind cracked in the pit, and the blood was like ink.
It seems that a **** abyss has formed, a **** abyss, and the sound of the sword is like a devil, reverberating.
“Everyone is dead, and I don’t want to think about it. You are also a waste, why can you still live?”
Ji Wuye sneered again and again, then his eyes were like electricity, falling on the Hualong Grass, and he took a sharp breath.
Boom!
Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, and the gray smoke that enveloped the dragon grass, like a wandering dragon, was instantly sucked into the air.
Along with the inhalation of this gray smoke, the blood light on Ji Wuye’s body became more and more intense, and the blood light in the blink of an eye completely enveloped it, emitting a bright luster. In the terrifying blood, a figure was vaguely visible, exuding a vast and powerful atmosphere. The majestic true essence can clearly step into the yin and yang realm at any time. Under the effect of this dragon grass, it should be more natural and easy to break through.
But this person has no intention of being promoted.
Let these true essences continue to condense, condensing to that **** light, like a bright gemstone.
Wow!
After the dragon-shaped ash smoke was completely swallowed, the blood on Ji Wuye’s body was violently collected. In an instant, light surging from all over his body, his true essence surged, and his breath became more and more terrifying.
When he opened his eyes, the sword intent surged in his eyes, and his fierce aura was compelling, just looking at it as if he had fallen into the abyss. Ji Wuye spread out his palm, and in the palm of his palm there was a blood spider shining with seven profound rays of light. This was a martial spirit blood demon spider, a seventh stage mysterious.
Ji Wuye muttered to herself: “Seventh-Rank Profound Rank… Those enchanting evildoers who are in the top ten on the Longyun list, their spirits are at least Rank Nine Profound-Rank when they are promoted to the Yin Yang realm. My seventh-Rank is still a bit poor It’s far away, and it’s still a bit slow to feed with true essence and exotic grass. You have to grab the natal Star Orb that was left behind by the death of Xingjun.”
Between his words, the **** devil spider in the palm of his hand crawled out quietly, and the resentment remaining on the corpses swallowed in the swamp, quite strange.
At the same time, near a dry lake.
Screamed and screamed, blood splattered.
Dozens of sect disciples were wailing, unfolding their body skills and fleeing frantically, constantly offering their life-saving cards behind them. This counterattack was also amazing. A group of people seemed to have encountered some powerful monsters, all fighting for their lives, just to escape.
“Can you go away?”
When there is a sneer behind him, people know that it is not a terrible monster at all. It’s a horrible swordsman~IndoMTL.com~ is chasing and killing, to be precise.
In the shocking weather and waves, the trump cards that those sect disciples desperately sacrificed were all smashed with a single knife, so they won’t blow ashes.
Someone keeps dying, some keeps falling to the ground.
It’s weird that I can’t see any light of the sword, I saw the man with a hideous face, just like this step by step to catch up. The people who came were not in a hurry, and felt that anyone had escaped a little bit, so he slashed out.
If you look closely, you will find that there are ripples in the air, which is a very faint black knife light. The serpentine light of the sword is like a poisonous snake, which shuttles through the crowd. With a light sweep of the snake’s tail, a person’s head falls to the ground or the body explodes, which is quite cruel.
This swordsman is Yan Kong, the ghost sword Yankong ranked fifty-fourth on the Longyun list.
He just wandered around like this, and after a while, no one stood.
The blood on the ground flows into a river, and the corpses are everywhere, Yan Kong coldly cursed: “A bunch of waste, dare to destroy my dragon fruit!”
In fact, this dragon fruit is not his at all, it was destroyed by a group of people fighting too fiercely. He passed by unintentionally, and was furious after discovering it, before he started killing, dozens of people were killed by him.
It’s **** and brutal, compared to Ji Wuye, not inferior at all.
In the last feast of the dragons, the two were also called the two great killers, killing people like hemp. Sect disciples, although they are not evil cultivators, most of them have been killed, and they will never hesitate when they start their hands.
But they don’t kill people at will, and the two people disagree with each other, and they will kill people, even for fun.
The two have similar temperaments, but they are extremely at odds. Meeting each other is a fight.
“The direction has changed again…”
Yan Kong looked up, frowned, and cursed in a deep voice: “It’s really troublesome to find Xingjun’s tomb in this ghost place.”
(End of this chapter)