Chapter 517

Boom!

The flames within a few meters around him were blasted away, and the figure was turned pale. The blood was jumping wildly on his body surface. As soon as his throat was sweet, a mouthful of fresh blood could not help but spray out, and was evaporated by the surrounding flames.

Xiao Jian covered his chest and his face was a little deep. His body was shaking slightly and hurriedly. An unspeakable sharp pain spread inside his body. Coupled with the ubiquitous pressure, his body seemed to be falling apart, and his bones felt melted.

The purple is really hot. It's terrible.

If he didn't use the blood god, and his body had a little resistance to the flame, I'm afraid the eighteen purple flames would be enough to kill him.

Xiao Chien's palm trembled and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. However, before he could make some adjustments, the eighteen purple flames rippled again, and another eighteen purple flames came, quickly branded on Xiao Chien's skin like lightning.

Boom!

With a dull noise, the flame severely quenched his body, so he was pale again, and the blood between the corners of his mouth became more and more rich.

There were too many purple flames around the eighteen fire lotus seeds, one after another, almost non-stop. The fierce attack made people almost out of breath.

Xiao Jian's body was constantly shaking in the bombardment. Later, he saw that his body was light black, which was due to the scorched skin, and under the scorched skin, there was blood penetrating from the pores. Obviously, his body had been destroyed by the plumes of purple flames.

At this time, Xiao Jian could feel how terrible the power of fire contained in the fire crystal lotus king.

Under the bombardment of purple flames again and again, Xiao Jian even vaguely felt the smell of death. This hardening of his body was enough to be called hell level.

At present, the situation is quite tragic, but in the face of the bombardment of purple flames and spitting blood again and again, Xiao Jian's eyes are obviously turning scarlet a little bit. His breathing is aggravating. After the severe pain in his body reaches a certain degree, it becomes numb. A kind of abnormal pleasure of extreme pain rises in a trace, In Xiao Jian's eyes, reason was quietly annihilated.

In order to gain great power on the nine continents, ordinary people need to pay unimaginably. Over the past few years, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Ordinary people just see his invincible scenery. How can they think of how much he has paid for such power.

Three thousand years ago, in the name of killing, he fought with enemies whose strength far exceeded his own again and again, hovering between life and death again and again. Only after such a struggle again and again could he embark on the road of killing God.

He rushed through those hardships without hesitation. He even experienced real death once and saw countless worldly feelings and hatred. What can this flame quench the body now be?!

The blood was crawling in Xiao Jian's eyes. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and looked at the eighteen purple flames that hit him again. There was a roar in his throat. The blood color flashed on his body. He took the initiative to welcome the past, like an ant trying to shake a tree, and fiercely collided with the purple flames.

Boom!

The loud noise rang through, and the smell of flames rippled. Xiao Jian spit blood again, and his face was as white as paper.

Xiao Chien grinned hard. However, such a subtle action made his muscles seem to be torn, and the flesh and blood in his body were burning. He smiled because the eighteen purple flames were also dimmed, and the purple flames that came at him finally stopped temporarily.

In this case, he still clenched his teeth, sat up in the midst of severe pain, and practiced the blood devil Tiangong. At this time, his body had been destroyed by the purple flame, and he had to repair it as soon as possible.

Xiao Chien raised his finger, took out Lei Lingzhi, the size of a washbasin, cut an inch piece, then pinched it and swallowed it.

Lei Lingzhi, like a mouth, turns into a thunder paste and jade liquid, which flows down his throat and is digested and absorbed by his body. This spiritual material is no less than an extremely tonic.

Hiss.

The purple thunder arc surged on the surface of Xiao Jian's body. The power of Lei Lingzhi also flowed all over his body along his meridians and hammered the damaged body.

When the elixir entered his stomach, Xiao Jian felt the sharp pain deep into the bone marrow for a moment. He could vaguely feel that where the power of lightning spread, it seemed that the muscles, bones and blood were getting hot. It was a kind of power growing slightly. Obviously, the previous crazy purple fire bombarded him, It didn't just bring him severe pain and injury.

His body, also in that extreme flame, became strong and arrogant little by little.

Although this increase is not too obvious, the flesh is much stronger than before. Even the overwhelming pressure around him can't give him the feeling of limit before.

However, the effect of Lei Lingzhi was completely demonstrated. The impurities in his blood and muscles were turned into smoke and dissipated by the thunder. His meridians were constantly widened by this force. The hidden injuries accumulated in the previous battle were gradually expelled, and an extremely happy feeling suddenly spread all over his body, At this time, he seemed to be soaking in a hot bath in winter, and his whole body felt unobstructed from the inside to the outside, even every pore.

This new life in destruction is more powerful, as if it is washing the classics and cutting the marrow, completely replacing his physical strength.

Xiao Jian sat on the fire crystal lotus king. About half an hour later, he opened his eyes again. Some scorched places on his body fell off and showed his white skin again. However, this white skin is not weak. Under that, there is an extremely terrible power.

Xiao Chien wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Although there was still a trace of pain in his body, his eyelids didn't shake, and he bore it.

He felt the power of the blood devil in his body, and the blood brilliance shrouded again. He wanted to fight with the purple flame again.

In this case, if outsiders see it, they will definitely lose their chin. This is a cruel man. He is so cruel to himself, which is quite terrible.