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Zhu Yue still had a lingering fear in her heart, but the fight between the three madmen didn't look good at all. After being stabbed by you and a bumpkin, I couldn't help but explode. "

"No, he was shattered by a sudden burst of force." While speaking, Ling Jun took out the corpse of Lu Eleven and began to study it.

Zhu Yue retreated several steps back, "What are you planning to do? Don't tell me you want to drink blood?" She had heard that some perverted cultivators liked to use the blood of others to raise their cultivation. Some of them even ate humans. In her eyes, spiritual energy was definitely the standard of perverts.

"Maybe his blood is really useful." Ling Jun smacked the corpse of Lu Eleven with the fire in his palm. Peng, chi. The flames instantly burned off the corpse's clothes.

Zhu Yue covered her head with both hands, loudly roaring, "Stop, you demon!" She could not accept the destruction of a corpse. This was too savage.

The spiritual world completely ignored her existence. Cultivators' corpses were always popular, especially those of peerless powers. If they were to appear, it would definitely cause a commotion. Even the bones of giants that had been extinct at an unknown time could be dug out and refined. Moreover, he suspected that the person in front of him was a descendant of the god race.

The god race had always been a mysterious existence, the people knew too little about them, and they seemed to be able to see everything in the world. Is there really such an omniscient people? Obviously not. Naturally, he knew a bit more about those who were at the Saint realm.

The god race, at most, was just a group of mysterious people. If there was a God, then he must be a human.

"I told you to stop!" Zhu Yue exploded with his full strength and crashed into Ling Jun. "Boom! She rolled two Zhang away with her spiritual power." You are not allowed to be so cruel. "

"Ling Du was surprised by the sudden turn of events. He seemed to understand something when he looked at the burning corpse." He's dead. I'm looking for the staff. "

You, you actually don't feel the slightest bit of guilt. Zhu Yue felt her entire body turn cold, "I don't want to learn magic from you." She was angry, but she had no intention of killing him.

Uh, it's not that serious. You don't even want to learn witchcraft? Ling Du looked at Zhu Yue, who was trembling in fear, and felt that he shouldn't have dismembered the body in front of a little girl. He waved his hand to put out the fire and put it away. He had initially discovered that the staff was hidden inside Lu Eleven's body. Unfortunately, no other information could be found. Corpses were the same as normal people's corpses, with average talent and average cultivation.

"You, you still want to destroy it?" Zhu Yue clenched her fist. She really wanted to beat Ling Du up.

"I want the Red Magic Staff." As Ling Jun spoke, he closed his eyes and began to recuperate. He had experienced too many deaths, and he himself had lived two lifetimes. In his eyes, the corpse was just an ordinary object.

Zhu Yue was so angry that smoke was coming out of her eyes, "I'm going to kill you!" She took out her face sword, but could not hold it. "Zheng, the long sword left her hand and she threw out a bunch of things." I have plenty of money, so I won't allow you to kill any innocent people. "

Ling Quan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the pale Zhu Yue. "When you get used to the slaughter, you will understand that living is a painful thing." Thinking of the past, Ling Du's anger was burning, but he did not release it.

"I want the world to be peaceful for five thousand years. I will not let the Holocaust come again." Zhu Yue said fiercely. She had a vague feeling that there was a terrifying killing intent hidden on Ling Jun's body. The god of war in the eyes of the world was in fact a killing machine. He was dead, and within a few decades the world would be peaceful.

During the Holocaust, he had once struggled for such an oath, dreaming that the war would end forever. And the result? He was sealed for no reason and even killed his own wife. Ling Ping opened his eyes again as the corner of his mouth twitched. His body involuntarily trembled, "There will be heavenly tribulation if there is no war. "People are killing machines, from birth to death, killing every day." He wanted to say more, but he suddenly felt tired. This feeling had always been rooted somewhere in his heart that he didn't want to touch.

Eight years old, he had killed the first person in his life. A sword pierced the throat, and before the sword could be unsheathed, the man's blood sprayed onto his face. He wasn't unfamiliar with the smell of blood. However, this was the first time he had tasted someone else's blood. He was no different from her. But that bone-deep trembling was unbearable. After drawing his sword, he vomited crazily. He hadn't eaten anything in ten days. From then on, the blood became his unbreakable nightmare. He buried all of this in his heart.

As Zhu Yue unintentionally opened the seal of her soul, the deepest grief in her soul didn't change at all. He quickly adjusted his state of mind. He wanted to seek justice for the dead Heroic Spirits.

"You are the killing machine, just like the spirit. "He deserved to disappear." Zhu Yue continued to feel anger.

"There are a lot of people who have this kind of idea, right? Ling Jun, he deserved to disappear." Ling Jun said with eyes as sharp as knives.

Zhu Yue said, "That's right, he deserves it. After killing so many people, even the heavens won't let him go."

The Spirit tried to control his anger. God, what was God? "The person who is in charge of my destiny?" Go out, I want to go into seclusion. "

Zhu Yue stomped her feet and said, "I don't want to see you ever again." she said, and went out, returning as soon as she had left the cave.

"Ling Jun stood up and threw the object on the ground to Zhu Yue." You shouldn't have stolen from a swordsman. "

"You're the one who killed the chairman and vice president of the vagabond association." Zhu Yue retorted.

"Damned girl, how dare you steal from me? "Get the hell out here." A loud roar came from outside the cave, followed by a loud bang. Boom! The tree that was blocking the cave entrance was chopped in half. Two furious middle-aged men appeared before them.

Zhu Yue said, "It was your blood that exposed our whereabouts. If you want to kill two people from the Iron Blood Union, kill them. " She put some force into her legs and disappeared from Ling Du and the two middle-aged men's sight.

Ling Du shrugged helplessly. No one could stop the family members from leaving. One was a Swordmaster, the other a Mage. It would be hard to leave.

"Scoundrel, hand over your life." When the middle-aged swordsman saw that Zhu Yue had escaped, he threw all his wrath at Ling Jun. The Spirit Cultivators all witnessed Mo Wuji's madness with their own eyes. The fact that two Soul Sword cultivators had killed the swordmaster had made them feel a sense of crisis. All the signs indicated that the dynasty was going to take action against Liberty City. No one wanted to see such an outcome. Today was the Prodigal Society, and tomorrow might be the Iron Blood Union.

Are they as simple as people of the Iron Blood Union? The Free City Iron Blood Union was theirs. The middle-aged swordsman was known as the number one swordsman of Liberty City, the Branch Lord of the Iron Blood Alliance, Xi Men Jian. One sword to kill, the other sword to kill. Vicious and spicy. He was king in Liberty.

The sorcerer called it the Blood Devourer, and he called it the Deputy Helmsman. The methods to kill were extremely cruel and full of tricks. There would never be a drop of blood on the body of a person he killed.

"Brother Ximen, how long has it been since I killed someone?" The bloodthirsty man's half-smile revealed his original excitement.

"Six hours." The answer from the sword technique from the west gate gave Ling Yu a headache. Do you want to kill someone every minute?