Chapter 77 Blood Soul Devouring

The arrogant Simachen worker's resentful eyes stared at the two figures falling into the void of confrontation. The former pride were smashed by these two figures. The anger that burned the whole soul almost made Simachen's eyes spelt out fire.

"Genius? Ha..."

Sima Chengong smiled self-deprecatingly, and how similar is his expression to that of Jun Lintian, who was a waste at that time? However, the original king Lintian's self-deprecating words were "waste!"

The golden sword light, like the dazzling sun, bursts out a bright and gorgeous light. It seems that any eyes will be burned by the burning golden light. However, in the golden light, there is a cold breath, which is extremely condensed murder, and wisps of blood flow in the golden light. .

"Jun Lintian, I admit that you have the strength to fight with me, but that's all!"

The sword pointed to Jun Lintian's throat. At this moment, Jun Lintian's whole body was shrouded in two colors of flames. Two soul-breaking eyes were displayed in the vision of everyone through hundreds of millions of voids. Jun Lintian smelled a breath of death from the sword in the hands of the saints, although the golden light was extremely hot. However, in this sun-like heat, it contains the murderous intent of ten thousand years of ice cellar.

I don't know how many souls are trapped in this sword.

Jun Lintian's hands are constantly imprinting, and the wind and clouds begin to change with the imprint in Jun Lintian's hands. It seems that there are always been invisible big hands, combing the power between heaven and earth one by one, and finally the power between heaven and earth forms their own flow sequence. They are circulating with a consciousness as a command.

The power between heaven and earth flows regularly in this consciousness.

At the moment when the extremely complex handprints in Jun Lintian's hand were finished, there was a sudden 'buzz' between heaven and earth. Then, in the perception of the saints and others, with Jun Lintian's body as the center, it seemed that the void around his body was shrouded in an invisible force of heaven and earth, and the void there was separated from everyone's perception. It turned into a solid rock.

"The art of drunken immortals!"

Jun Lintian hummed these words gently, and at this time, the two-color flames on Jun Lintian's body burned brightly. Looking at the long sword pointing at him, Jun Lin was born with a fierce fighting spirit.

Carrying the world under his control, Jun Lintian rushed directly to the saint holding the golden sword, and looked at Jun Lintian who rushed directly. The pupils in the saint's eyes shrank. As soon as the sword turned over, the scarlet silks were inserted into the void one after another. At the same time, the red wind swept the sky in an instant. It is the power of countless resentment spirits and the soul locked by the fallen blood soul sword.

"King Lintian, from now on, you will become the main soul of the fallen blood soul sword!"

In the cold voice, there was an undisguised sentence. It seemed that at the next moment, Jun Lintian would die like the blade of the fallen blood soul sword.

The saints are like the golden sun, bursting out with a dazzling huge light, dazzling golden light, which makes the snowy and desolate land of heaven and earth covered with a faint golden, but in this golden light, there is a fishy red murderous intention. Everyone can't explain it. At this moment, it's time to feel it. Affected by the hot power in the golden light, it is still time to feel the cold feeling in the bloody red murderous intention.

The void is rumbling, and the heaven and earth are in great turmoil. The king's sky turns into a beam of light, almost crossing the distance of space, and appears in kilometers in front of the saints in an almost an instant. This distance is enough to start a distance battle.

"Wo!"

The golden sword light turned into a beautiful arc and went through the air, while the beautiful arc directly divided the void into two, just like an extremely sharp blade, cutting a piece of tofu without obstacles. Under the cutting of the golden sword light, the incision is extremely smooth, and the beam transformed by King Lintian is in this Right in front of the beautiful curvature.

The beautiful sword light seems to be invincible, and Jun Lintian dares not resist in the face of a sword that breaks through the air without any obstacles.

Jun Lintian has no doubt that this golden sword light will easily break his defense, and then divide his body with extremely horrible physical strength into two, and Jun Lintian also feels that perhaps the incision can illuminate people's faces, as glorious as a mirror.

The speed has reached an unimaginable speed, and the golden sword light is also thousands of miles in an instant. All this happened between the lightning and flint. At the moment when Jun Lintian's body was about to meet with the golden sword light, Jun Lintian's body was slightly biased and avoided the golden sword dangerously. Mang.

Because Jun Lintian's speed is too fast, it is extremely difficult to change his direction at such a fast speed, even if it is only a small point, and Jun Lintian has paid a huge price for this small turn.

A mouthful of blood surged directly from his chest, and at the same time, the violent power in his body suddenly exploded away. Jun Lintian almost failed to control the power in his body, and there was a counterattack of power. However, such a price was worth it, because Jun Lintian dodged this must-kill blow.

There is a cold arc at the corners of his mouth. Although it is important to escape for his life now, fighting with such talented figures as saints is also a desire in Jun Lintian's heart. Although this desire has always been buried in Jun Lintian's heart, it is OK. The fighting spirit in Jun Lintian's heart has been raised to the peak at this moment, which is close to the limit. The battle made Jun Lintian's blood boil.

If the battle between the strong is out of a stalemate, the battle may last for several days, or even dozens of days, but once the life-and-death battle between the two begins, it is the kind of reckless and desperate, the victory or defeat of the battle, who loses and who wins, will be separated in an instant. Come out.

And the battle between the king and the saints is doomed at the moment when the saints sacrifice the fallen blood soul sword. The battle between them will be born and killed in an instant.

The golden arc is beautiful. It is silent, just like a quiet woman. However, Jun Lintian knows that it is deadly. Under that silent gentleness, it is the sharp power to destroy everything and the murderous intention of jealousy. The void has been divided into two. If Jun Lintian The body was hit by this beautiful golden arc, and Jun Lintian may have completely died at this moment.

However, fortunately, Jun Lintian paid the price of being almost eaten by his own strength and avoided this must-kill blow.

There is a trace of excitement at the corners of Jun Lintian's mouth, but in this moment of excitement, there is a trace of strangeness, which is a pleasure for killing and a desire for life and death. I don't know why Jun Lintian feels that his blood is burning all over his body at this moment. He can't wait to slaughter countless creatures immediately, whether he is a human or a wild beast, as long as it is something with a soul, as long as it can be killed.

blood!

Inexplicably, Jun Lintian suddenly had an incomparable desire for red blood.

The two-color flames around Jun Lintian's body beat, and the crackling flames burned, as if they were from the call of death, and a strong desire for killing came from Jun Lintian's body.

"Kill!"

Jun Lintian whispered coldly, and his body had crossed the golden arc and rushed to the saints at a faster speed. Although the faster speed made the mouth of Jun Lintian's heart spit out directly, but in Jun Lintian's view, at this moment, it doesn't matter as long as he can taste it. What is the taste of blood and a mouthful of blood?

Such a fast speed almost exceeded the perception of the saint's divine thoughts. At the moment when Jun Lintian avoided the golden arc, the saint's face showed shock, but this moment of shock flashed away. Looking at Jun Lintian still rushing to himself desperately, the corners of the saint's cold mouth also evoked like Jun Lintian. A trace of curvature, but the difference is that the saint's arc implies the desire and enjoyment of battle.

"Boom!"

The golden sword suddenly burst into a light more dazzling than the sun, and the saint's whole body was bathed in golden light. The golden light emanated blood-colored threads, which squirmed like life. They wrapped the saint's arms little by little, followed by the chest, and then completely wrapped the body of the saint's saint in it.

The blood-colored silk is still wriggling, and the saint who was completely wrapped in the blood-colored silk shouted softly, "The blood soul is devoured!"

"Peng!"

The blood strands wrapped around the saint suddenly burst out, like tentacles, covering the whole void. At this time, Jun Lintian's body also rushed into the range of these blood strands.

"Jun Lintian, do you know that although you are just a jihad-level strong man, as a saint of Yantian Holy Land, how can I lose to the enemy? At the moment of sacrificing the fallen blood soul sword, I have used all my strength, so I have no doubt that the sword light of a fallen blood soul sword can't defeat you at all. Kill, and I also prepared a backhand, and this backhand is doomed to you, and you will definitely die..."

"Blood, red blood, longing, Jun Lintian, the stronger your desire for blood, the faster you die...!"

It is extremely rare for the saint to say so many words, and he is still talking to himself. In the eyes of Ji Qian and Sima Chengong, this situation has hardly appeared again. It can be imagine how heavy and dangerous the saint smelled from Jun Lintian.

At this time, Jun Lintian's eyes had turned blood red, and at the same time, endless blood strands had climbed up and wrapped Jun Lintian's body.