With the golden power being wiped out, a thick blood mist rises in the Shura pool, with a profound and mysterious atmosphere.
At the same time, everyone seems to be reminded of the most primitive desire to kill in his heart, which makes many people look at Qin Yichen. Their eyes are red, and they seem to go out to rob at any time.
Qin Yichen's face sank and he scanned the crowd coldly.
Feeling Qin Yichen's murderous eyes, many people feel a sudden, a little hairy, and quickly suppress their thoughts.
They all know that if they dare to fight at the moment, they will be killed directly by Qin Yichen.
Before the ethereal saint in obliterating the golden breath, now free hand, if the two join hands, the strength is absolutely terrible.
"Autumn cold, speed absorbed this Shura pool, lest night long dream many."
Frighten people, Qin Yichen reminds a way.
In this land of right and wrong, only if you really absorb the power of Shura pool, can you be regarded as your own. Otherwise, no one knows who will pop up suddenly.
"Well."
Dust autumn cold is not affectable, just nodded heavily, he knew that this time he was owed a big favor.
After that, Chen Qiuhan no longer hesitated. Under the eyes of many jealous people, he fell into the Shura pool in a flash.
"Boom."
The thick blood fog rises and envelops the dust and cold in autumn. In the blood fog, a virtual shadow with a strong sense of killing looms, and the terrible pressure sweeps across.
A special power of law diffuses in the Shura pool. It seems that there are innumerable golden and iron horses galloping, and all kinds of killing and cutting gas are coming.
It seems that this is not a Shura pool, but an ancient battlefield.
"Buzz."
After the cultivation, the huge virtual shadow continuously overflowed, and the blood power of the strands fell into the body of Chen Qiuhan. It soon wrapped him, and the Shura's blood was surging and turned into a whirlpool.
Qin Yichen could see clearly that after the blood power was absorbed by the dust and autumn cold, it was transformed into ancient lines and imprinted in his body.
Finally, it seems that it is going to break through the middle of Mahayana and step into the later stage of Mahayana. At the same time, a wave of prestige is quietly brewing.
"This Shura pool really deserves its reputation."
Qin Yichen was surprised to feel the change of dust and cold autumn.
"It's a pity that this Shura pool is here. Its level is too low to refine the real Shura Dharma."
The ethereal saint was a little disappointed.
Although her idea is to find a Shura pool to improve the strength of Chen Qiuhan, she didn't expect that this Shura pool was too low.
"That's a low grade?"
Qin Yichen's eyebrow picking effect is enough to go against the sky. I believe that after Chen Qiuhan absorbs the power of this Shura pool, his strength will be improved to a higher level. In the eyes of the ethereal saint, it is only the lowest level?
"Yes, if the best Shura pool falls into the hands of the slayer, it can condense the Shura King's Dharma body. I'm afraid this Shura pool can't even condense the Shura Dharma body. It can only enhance the power of the slayer." The ethereal Saint explained.
"The Dharma of Shura king?" Qin Yichen is suspicious.
"Yes, although the killing field can be regarded as the dark attribute field, it is actually a kind of body refining method, just like your body field. The Shura Dharma body is a higher form in the killing field. As for the Shura King Dharma body, it is the best one in the Shura Dharma body. It is said that it is a cultivator who can control all Shura Dharma bodies."
Misty God for all kinds of information know is very accurate, at the moment out.
Qin Yichen is thoughtful. He really doesn't know that there is such a way in it. No wonder after learning that he has become the king of killing, Li Changqing and LV Buwei hope that he can participate in the Shura mountain trial. They also hope that he can refine the Shura King's Dharma.
"But this level of Shura pool is not easy to appear. Even if it does, it's hard to get it."
Qin Yichen is a little lost. The worst Shura pool is so powerful that it attracts so many monks. How fierce will the competition be when it comes to the Shura pool that can condense the Dharma of the Shura king?
I'm afraid all the top three experts in the Dragon list will appear, right?
"Why, no confidence? This is not Qin Yichen I know. "
With a smile in her mouth, the ethereal Saint seldom made a joke.
"No confidence?"
Qin Yichen tilted his head, "just say to you, this kind of best Shura pool doesn't appear. If it does, I have to take it down."
There was a faint smile on the ethereal saint's cold face. This kind of Qin Yichen was in her mind. "Don't worry, although this kind of best Shura pool is not easy to appear, this time, I think it will appear."
Qin Yichen is a Leng and stares at the ethereal Saint directly.
The ethereal saint is very mysterious. It seems that she knows a lot of secrets. This time, she dares to say so, obviously with great assurance.
"So don't let me down this time." The ethereal Saint said with a smile.
"It seems that this time, we can't do without going all out!"
Qin Yichen bares his teeth and smiles, but his fighting spirit can't help rising.
When he saw Shaoxu before, he held back a fire. He dares to despise Laozi and take Laozi as a gambler. Although Qin Yichen was calm at that time, he gritted his teeth in his heart for a long time. "Hum, Laozi not only wants to enter the flying dragon list, but also has to step into it vigorously."
There was a flash of splendor in the eyes of the ethereal saint. I don't know why. Qin Yichen's firm tone made her have an intuition that the Shura pool is going to change.
The rich blood gas diffuses unceasingly, the mysterious rule breath lets the human move, the vast Shura virtual shadow prestige diffuses.
Even the people around you can feel at this moment that their understanding of the law of killing has become extremely clear, and the killing gas in their bodies flows by itself.
Just breath has such an effect. If you can practice in Shura pool, what kind of nature will it be?
This is the blood of the ancient Luo, as the essence of the condensate, the Antichrist.
However, this is not something everyone is entitled to enjoy. Many people are unwilling to quit, but they can't help it. With Qin Yichen and the ethereal saint, these people have no chance at all.
"Let's practice here. Although we can't refine Shura's blood, we can quickly replenish the consumed aura here."
The fairy way.
Qin Yichen nods. It's not easy for him to win the previous war. He's not in a good state at the moment. It's not a good thing in the crisis of Shura mountain.
Qin Yichen sits with his knees crossed, and the power of his spirit disperses in case someone peeps in the dark.
Two people so quiet practice, mysterious rules shrouded and down, with an ancient atmosphere.
In this breath, Qin Yichen felt more appropriate. It seemed that this was an ancient battlefield, where the two soldiers handed over, a huge figure as high as thousands of feet, and a horrible existence with golden light all over his body.
This kind of feeling is very strange. Although there is no real picture, Qin Yichen seems to be in it.
The terrible battle broke out, and the huge figure with a height of thousands of feet stood upright, with 12 pairs of scarlet wings on its back. The rune on it flickered, and the immortal light fell down. With a slight shock, it could tear the earth.
Although the golden figure looks much smaller, but the whole body is wrapped by a kind of golden power, incomparably noble, seems to be the master of heaven and earth.
Each other's random punch can cause the roar of heaven and earth, the shaking of the void and the disintegration of the stars.
Both of them are powerful and outrageous, but the obvious golden figure is more powerful. The physical body of each other is strong and almost invincible. It seems that there are six samsara between fists, which can make the giant figure retreat step by step, even the wings are torn.
Don't know why, see this scene, Qin Yichen heart sour, fist clenched, want to hand.
"You lowly lower race, dare to challenge our Protoss, damn it."
The voice of disdain seems to remind Qin Yichen of it in his heart, which makes Qin Yichen extremely sad and indignant.
"Well, is the protoss great? When our leader comes back, you will be scum. "
The voice of the bloody giant is like thunder, which makes the world rumble. The scarlet eyes are unyielding and unwilling.
"Humble people, you are just slaves. I think you are good. If you are willing to submit to me, I will spare you from death and give you civilian status."
The golden figure was aggressive, with a high voice, overlooking the bloody giant.
"In my dream, even if our Terrans shed the last drop of blood, we will not compromise with you."
The bloody figure roars, and a shock of 12 pairs of wings behind it brings up the bloody whirlpool all over the sky, trying to swallow the golden figure.
But the strength gap is too big, the golden figure pointed out, it is to penetrate the bloody giant's chest, blood dyed the void.
This is just the feeling in the dark, but Qin Yichen can really feel the kind of prestige that the golden figure takes when he starts.
This is a kind of suppression of the great way, which seems to suppress all laws and surpass the way of heaven.
Qin Yichen felt that he was flustered, and there was another kind of anti Buddhism, which came from the unyielding spirit.
"Give you another chance, submit to me, or die."
Golden figure is very indifferent, in the face of the bloody giant, it seems just overlooking a mole ant.
"Want me to enslave my countrymen? You dream
The bloody figure was unwilling to stop the blood in his chest and wanted to continue the fight. However, the golden figure obviously lost patience, his fists kept popping out, the bloody giant's body cracked, and his body was full of wounds.
But the bloody giant never retreated, fighting until it finally fell.
"No"
Qin Yichen can't help roaring, strong unwilling to surge in the heart.
At the same time, the soul stone tablet of Qin Yichen's understanding of the sea is shaking, resonating with Qin Yichen, and the buzzing sound sets off layers of waves in Qin Yichen's understanding of the sea.
"Never give in."
The voice in the dark rang out again, with a strong reluctance.
"Well."
Qin Yichen almost subconsciously nodded, he did not know why, before the scenes, there is always a similar feeling.
"I'll wait for you to come back"
The voice hesitated for a moment, sounded again, Qin Yichen was shocked, incredible, but the next moment, it is open mouth.
A pair of strange suddenly appeared in his memory, which was densely marked with light spots, some of which were extremely bright, some of which were dim.
Qin Yichen just made a comparison and found that one of the light spots was the Shura pool where he was now.
"Is this a map of the Shura pool in Shura mountain?"
Qin Yichen was surprised and compared carefully. He explored the power of the spirit carefully.
I found that the whole map is a huge body, and the light spots on it are dense, almost all over the body.
Some of them are very bright, like stars, while some have been dim and become black spots. These light spots are very similar to the wounds on the giant's body sensed before.
Especially in the upper part of Baotu, there is a bright spot as bright as the sun. Qin Yichen remembers clearly that this is the chest where the Golden Shadow pierced before.
Qin Yichen is extremely shocked. He opens his eyes and looks at the ethereal saint. The other side's face is old and calm. He is still practicing. It is obvious that what Qin Yichen has sensed before is not sensed by the other side.
"Is it - only I see it?"
Qin Yichen suspected that he felt the treasure map again, and the treasure map reappeared, as if it was imprinted in his memory.
"Is it really a corpse left by ancient powers?"
Qin Yichen was more and more surprised and couldn't believe it. If the picture he sensed was true, the giant should have been killed by the golden figure. But why did the other party leave the giant's body, and the body would appear in the Feilong Kingdom and turn into Shura mountain?
"Buzz."
Without waiting for Qin Yichen to think about it, the ground suddenly trembled violently. After the blood shadow contracted violently, it burst open.
Chen Qiuhan, who was wrapped in blood mist, suddenly showed his body. At this moment, the Shura pool has dried up, and the Shura blood in it has been absorbed.
Dust autumn cold originally tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, a sharp sword light flashed, and finally appeared a strange blood virtual shadow.
At this moment, the whole body of dust and autumn cold is naked, and the skin presents a strange scarlet color, with mysterious runes flashing in the skin.