Chapter 829

The more so, Xiao Lingyu dared not go out, and Qingxuan and Miaoying dared not let him leave.

But after hiding in the chaos spectrum for less than ten thousand years, Xiao Lingyu felt that he was about to lose his mind's clarity and could fall into madness at any time.

In his eyes, there was a bloody battlefield, a mountain of corpses and a river of blood, and there was also a phantom picture of his relatives and friends being cut down, which made his killing intention surge in his soul.

In his ears, the war drums kept ringing, accompanied by a solemn and powerful war song he had never heard, which made his blood boil and his desire to kill was difficult to curb.

"I can't continue to stay in the chaos spectrum. If I fall into madness here and shoot at my relatives and friends, it's not worth the loss. Even if I'm crazy, I have to go outside to be crazy!"

Xiao Lingyu rushed out of the light door without asking Qingxuan and Miaoying while he still had a trace of Qingming.

When he was in the stone forest again, Xiao Lingyu kept his Qingming for less than three days and fell into madness.

He stayed in the chaotic spectrum for ten thousand years. In fact, only one year has passed outside. If he did not enter the chaotic spectrum, he should not fall into madness within one year.

At this time, the strong of the alien gods outside did not fall into madness, but all the strong of the God Emperor Period had red eyes and fought everywhere.

Xiao Lingyu, too, fell into madness. He would kill any friar when he saw him. Friars under the Holy Spirit could only be killed by him directly. Many strong men of the Holy Spirit withdrew directly when they saw him.

Having lost his mind, he naturally will not focus on finding a way out, but is venting his killing intention everywhere.

The more monks killed, the more crazy Xiao Lingyu became. He was covered in a thick visible blood light.

The saints who have not yet fallen into madness gradually know that there is an extremely abnormal strong man going crazy in the stone forest. They also organized to kill Xiao Lingyu first. However, they can only organize five or six saints. After a fierce battle with Xiao Lingyu, the two saints died to let them understand that the crazy strong man is not something they can deal with.

However, Xiao Lingyu fell into madness. Less than a thousand years later, all the monks in the stone forest, including the strong saints, lost their reason.

Endless killings were constantly staged in the stone forest. Everyone didn't find that the stone pillars had changed at this time.

There was a blood mist in the stone pillars, and those stone pillars would continue to move their positions if they were alive.

Somewhere in the stone forest, the thin old man who was not tall was sitting cross legged on the top of a stone pillar about a thousand feet high.

On the top of the old man's head, a piece of jade was suspended. At this time, the jade continued to spread a light golden light, which shrouded the old man in golden light.

The blood mist gushing from the stone pillar and the arrangement that can erode the monk's soul in the stone forest seem not to have affected the old man at all.

Feeling the changes in the stone forest, the old man opened his eyes and murmured, "I'm afraid only the ancient demon owl can arrange such a bloodthirsty demon array. After so many years, he still has such power!"

"Let them kill for a while. I'll do it when there's the last one left."

After talking to himself, the old man closed his eyes again and didn't care about the changes in the stone forest.

The stone pillars of the stone forest are constantly moving. Under the effect of the array, the monks who enter the stone forest encounter each other more often, making the battle more intense.

Although they have lost their senses, all the strong have a good instinctive fighting consciousness. Some have already used skilled magic powers and magic weapons, which can play a role in combat.

Under the action of the bloody fog, all monks became braver and braver, and their murderous Qi almost condensed into essence.

The number of monks of those two races is huge, but now I'm afraid they don't even have one percent, and what remains can only be the strong.

The fighting continues, and the boundless blood fog has submerged the stone forest. From outside or in the air, you can no longer see the tall stone pillars.

In the blood mist, in addition to the fighting sound of monks, there were also waves of magic sounds, which was like the roaring of thousands of demons, which made people turn pale.

What's more strange is that the blood fog can also solidify its shape. They are all ferocious and tall, just like countless bloodthirsty demons gathering here.

The friars in a crazy state don't care about the changes of the environment here. They just kill, but they die in the killing.

Even the reason and wisdom are lost. Naturally, the strong people of the two ethnic groups will not hold together or cooperate. They even often fight against the strong people of the same ethnic group.

Under such a situation, Xiao Lingyu is naturally extremely beneficial. Even if he doesn't let eight black armor separate and use any magic weapons, he can easily kill his opponents in the holy period. Even if he is surrounded by several irrational holy gods, he can also rush out.

However, the situation was so chaotic that everyone only knew to kill, did not know to rest or avoid danger, and fought in fanaticism. Naturally, he could not help getting hurt. At this time, even Xiao Lingyu was scarred on his body, which was comparable to ordinary sacred vessels.

Blood kept flowing out of the wound, but Xiao Lingyu didn't know to seal the wound.

We didn't jump up, that is, we walked quickly on the ground of the stone forest, looking for our enemies, almost step by step, like a demon climbing out of the sea of blood.

The stone pillar has been moving its position to keep the scattered monks together. Any monk who enters the stone forest has no chance to avoid fighting.

If this continues, there will be only one monk left in the stone forest, and this monk is naturally the strongest.

Of course, in a crazy state, the strength of monks is greatly reduced, but the degree of discount is not the same. Some monks who clearly have strong strength in a sober state may not be able to beat the weak who are weaker than him at ordinary times, but their strength does not decrease much in a crazy state because their strength decreases too much after madness.

In the battle below the heaven realm, Xiao Lingyu has too many and obvious advantages. Especially with his body comparable to holy ware and powerful chaotic true fire, he can be invincible in this crazy battle.

This kind of fighting is protracted, and everyone will not deliberately restore their skills. Xiao Lingyu has countless blood crystals to help reserve skills, which is also a great advantage.

The physical body is strong, the real fire is powerful, and the skill is sufficient. These advantages can automatically play a role even in a crazy state. Unlike some spells or magic weapons, it is difficult for irrational friars to use and drive.

Less than a month has passed since the stone forest began to be filled with blood mist. There are only two crazy monks left in the stone forest, one of whom is Xiao Lingyu.

However, the alien strongman was at the end of his strength, covered with terrible wounds and shaky.

Even so, the alien Holy Spirit killed Xiao Lingyu without hesitation, but he just rushed to Xiao Lingyu and was kicked away by Xiao Lingyu.

The body of the alien Holy Spirit hit a stone pillar hard, and then fell heavily, but he struggled to get up and jumped at Xiao Lingyu.

When approaching again, the alien saint was caught by Xiao Lingyu.

Ho!

Xiao Lingyu shouted loudly, and the arms of the alien Saint were torn off by him, and blood splashed immediately.

The alien Holy Spirit just gave a cry of pain, and then bit Xiao Lingyu with his mouth.

Xiao Lingyu, on the other hand, slashed the alien holy God's neck with one palm like a knife, and cut off the other's head in an instant.