''ah......''
Screams were heard one after another in the battlefield. Qin Changsheng raised his sword and moved freely among the demon sect army. Sword lights bloomed one after another. Suddenly, one after another demon sect disciples died, being swept away by Qin Changsheng's sword light. It turned directly into a puff of bright red blood mist.
Qin Changsheng seemed to have transformed into a Shura God of Killing. As more and more Demon Sect monks lost their lives in his hands, the murderous aura in his body became more and more intense. The killing martial soul in his body was frantically sucking out killings. The nourishment, little by little, gradually grows stronger.
not only.
The Shura Martial Spirit in his body was also shining with a strange blood light. The originally illusory form seemed to be gradually solidifying and thickening.
In addition, with the feedback of strong and thick mana from the self-devouring martial soul, Qin Changsheng's mana is also increasing rapidly, and his cultivation level is also constantly growing.
''Tsk! ''
Qin Changsheng took action again, killing three cultivators at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm with one sword. Suddenly, his body shook, and the magic power in his body surged, suddenly boiling.
His mind immediately moved, and he immediately sensed that the mana in his body had reached its bottleneck.
However, at this moment, a steady stream of mana was fed back from the self-devouring martial soul. The cultivation bottleneck in Qin Changsheng's body had already been impacted, as if it was about to be forcibly broken through.
His heart froze. Now in this fierce battle, it was obvious that he did not have the conditions for a breakthrough. It was impossible for these Demon Sect disciples to give him time to break through.
He immediately suppressed the cultivation in his body and suppressed his own magic power. He only used the Devouring Martial Soul to continuously accumulate and precipitate his magic power, further tempering his own magic power, delaying his breakthrough time, and increasing his foundation.
''Hahahaha, you all will die! ''
In the distance, a demon laughed wantonly and started killing people in the distance. His strength was extremely strong and his attacks were ruthless. The immortal disciples in front of him were defeated one after another. They were no match for him and were killed by him. Their bodies were killed by other demons. The demonic skills he directly practiced were sucked into mummies, and even the soul was swallowed by him in one gulp.
''The devil is coming! ''
He roared loudly, made a terrible demonic handprint with both hands, and the terrifying aura surged with overwhelming power. He grabbed it with a palm, and several more disciples of the Immortal Sect were caught by his demonic hand and pinched to death. on the spot.
''ah......''
''This officer is fierce, let's join forces to kill him! ''
A monk at the Golden Core Realm exclaimed. However, as soon as his voice fell, he was hit by a black light, which exploded his body on the spot. His soul fled out of his eyebrows in horror, but the devil opened his mouth. As soon as he sucked it in, an extremely long and slender tongue like a toad came out of his mouth. It instantly stuck to the spirit of the disciple of the Immortal Sect in the Golden Core Realm, and directly wrapped his spirit and swallowed it into his mouth.
''Well, you are worthy of being a disciple of the top ten immortal sects. The soul is really pure, powerful, and nourishing. Just die! ''
''The devil's hand of hell! ''
He yelled loudly and suppressed it with another palm. The demonic power was so powerful that many immortal disciples around him joined forces to deal with it. However, they were still knocked away by it, with blood gushing from their mouths.
''Are these the disciples of the top ten immortal sects? They are so vulnerable. It seems that they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Let me destroy them all! ''
''Today, I, the young master Yanyu, will go on a killing spree and use the blood and souls of you Immortal Sect disciples to build my invincible path! ''
The devil became more and more arrogant. He raised his hand and turned the world upside down, knocking all the immortal disciples flying. His eyes were stern and arrogant.
Although he is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm and does not seem to be a true disciple of the Demon Sect, his strength is stronger than that of many non-true disciples of the Immortal Sect who are present in the late Golden Core Realm and even some at the peak of the Golden Core Realm. , calls himself Little True Man.
His body flickered, he kept shuttling back and forth, and he kept taking action. Every time he took action, a disciple of the Immortal Sect would bleed to death.
''Damn it! It turns out that he is the crazy devil from the Rakshasa Palace, the Young Master from the Prison of Hell! It is said that this person has been practicing from the heavenly realm to the middle stage of the golden elixir realm in less than ten years. He has shown amazing talent and strength, and has strong luck and opportunities. He is known as the most amazing genius in the Rakshasa Palace in the past ten years. It is said that His strength is already very close to the level of a true disciple of the Rakshasa Hall. With his talent, given three more years at most, he may be able to join the ranks of the true disciples of the Rakshasa Hall! ''
''What to do, we are no match for him! ''
The surrounding group of Immortal Sect disciples suddenly changed their expressions when they heard the words of the Young Master Yan Yu. They finally knew the identity of this person, and their eyes immediately became more and more fearful when they looked at him.
The Immortal Sect disciples around him couldn't help but retreat. The strength of this young master from Yan Prison was already infinitely close to that of a true disciple-level genius, and they couldn't resist him at all.
''Um? ''
On the other side, Qin Changsheng noticed the movement here. When he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he took the initiative to kill the young master of Yan Prison.
Although the strength displayed by the little master Yanyu was very strong, it was still only close to the level of a true disciple. However, Qin Changsheng had already had the strength to defeat ordinary geniuses at the level of a true disciple long before.
In fact, with his current strength, except for the strongest group of people in the younger generation, such as Rakshasa Saint, Xuan Wuji, Chaoyang and others, no one else can make him feel too much of a threat. No matter how bad you are, you can still compete with one or two.
''Tsk! ''
A blazing sword light suddenly bloomed and shot towards the young master of Yan Prison.
It is the art of sword control.
The Taiyuan Sword was as powerful as a rainbow, carrying a terrifying murderous aura. It cut through the void and rushed towards the young master of Yanyu.
During the shooting, the expressions of countless Demon Sect monks along the way changed drastically. They felt the terrifying aura wrapped around the Taiyuan Sword and retreated one after another. However, they were unable to react in time, and their bodies were cut to pieces by Qin Changsheng's sword on the spot. There was a puff of black magic smoke, and then bright red blood surged out from the magic smoke.
''Puff puff......''
''ah......''
Those Demon Sect disciples only had time to let out a scream before their bodies and souls disappeared.
''Um? ''
The young Master Yanyu who was going on a killing spree suddenly raised his eyebrows. He felt the murderous intention of the Taiyuan Sword shooting from a distance. He reacted instantly. Looking back, a flash of blood suddenly burst out from his bloodshot eyes. The blazing blood light suddenly increased the murderous intention: "Looking for death!" ''
The palm of Young Master Yanyu's hand that was originally aimed at the Immortal Sect disciples in front of him turned towards the Taiyuan Sword.
He snorted coldly, his arrogance was blazing, and he was extremely arrogant. The mass killing just now made his aura so high that he was already a little arrogant and arrogant.
