Chapter 118 Words of the Dead

Chapter 118, Words of the Dead

The battle situation of the thousand gods array is magnificent, completely suppressing the blood demon array, but all of this is only temporary. As long as the head world cannot be destroyed, the two arrays will disappear one after another, and the final destruction will be the thousand god array.

"Ah-hahaha."

The blood demon god is still laughing wildly. He has been sealed for 100,000 years and is in front of trouble, but the blood body of the demon god who has just woken up is still a little unsmooth, and the struggle can only slowly and gradually intensify.

Because the blood body of the demon god is still covered with lotus petals that are almost stained with blood, all the lotus petals must be shaken down to completely restore freedom. Fortunately, the thousand gods array also suppresses most of the power of the blood demon god.

At the same time, two white lotus floated into the void, sprinkled wisps of divine white light, and spread a layer of lotus white on the bloody lotus petals, suppressing the struggle of the blood demon god and temporarily consolidating the lockdown.

"Ah-ah-"

The blood demon god roared, "When can the two little star lotus seal the demon again and again to prevent the recovery of the demon again and again, but it is just to increase the anger of the demon. You are going to die and die!"

"Well, don't talk nonsense, blood demon, dare to come out to fight!"

The blood hair is long, and the wind Yang stands in the divine world of the ten thousand dynasties, incarnates a blood body, holding a long knife of the blood god, and launching the ultimate challenge to the blood demon god.

"Good! This war has been waiting for thousands of years. Only by killing you can I truly control the blood of all spirits, enslave the souls of all spirits, and become the Lord of the void, ah - ha ha ha!"

The blood demon god responded to the battle, with a wave of blood-colored veins entangled in the divine world, absorbing infinite blood power from the 108 blood world, condensing the bleeding human form in the center, crazy blood length!

A hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet, the blood demon god no longer increases, but the absorption of blood power is still continuous, "You only have a layer of blood power, and the demon will fight you with a layer of blood power, ah-hahaha!"

Fengyang waited quietly. The blood demon god has three layers of blood power. Now he extracts a layer of blood power to fight with him, and the pressure of the thousand gods array will be reduced by three points.

The most important thing is that the blood demon god in front of him is the head of the demon array!

A bloody knife began to condense. Whether it is the king's knife, the emperor's knife, the emperor's knife, or the blood demon god's current condensed big knife, which is similar to the standard knife of the human race.

Of course, the size is very different. There are countless images of creatures on the thousands of feet of knives, all of which are painfully deformed expressions and twisted bodies.

"Look at it!!!"

Wanzhang knife cut, Feng Yang finally took action, and the blood knife has been sealed by him as the blood god long knife. How high his blood body is, how long the blood knife is.

The blood-colored knife lifted the knife and cut, and the blood demon god stepped forward sideways, rotated the knife and cut horizontally, a regular military action.

"I was also a human warrior. I fought for the people, experienced dozens of battles, and finally awakened my blood power. However, I did not lose my mind and went crazy, but I was forcibly enslaved by more than a dozen clans, erased all my wisdom, and refined my body with blood..."

Every word of the blood demon god reveals incomparable hatred, and the bloody knife is constantly cutting, venting hatred. It seems that the wind Yang in front of him is the unsworn enemy.

"This demon is just a tool of war. It has killed the human race for hundreds of years, defeated hundreds of clans, and seized the rich central hinterland of the continent of thousands of dynasties. In the memory of this demon being enslaved, there is only killing, only blood, and finally the eternal seal, endless darkness..."

Two blood shadows rushing on the ground, whether it is a mountain or a valley, compared with the two ten thousand feet of blood bodies, they are just some uneven stones on the ground.

"The seal freed the demon from the fate of slavery. The darkness gave the demon the ability to think. In the endless darkness, the demon found the erased mind and heard the voices of countless dead."

With this narrative of hatred, the momentum of the blood demon god became stronger and stronger, and the wind Yang retreated several times, and the splashed blood plowed out deep blood-colored gullies on the ground.

But Fengyang does not stop the nagging of the Blood Demon God, because he also wants to understand what the world of the Blood Demon God is like, so that he can know himself and his opponent and find out his opponent's weaknesses.

"They were all killed by the demon. They were swallowed up by the demon in that hundreds of years of slavery. There are hundreds of warriors, old people, women, and even children. It is never clear how many souls there are. Only the endless sound of death keeps repeating the slaughter before death to the demon!"

The blood demon god went crazy, and the twisted blood-colored spirits on the bloody knife surface made a similar death sound. Under the dense knife, countless blood resentment wrapped around Feng Yang's body and mind.

"The demon's blood is their cage, but their blood resentment has also imprisoned me. Under the dark seal, the demon can't tell whether the endless blood resentment is theirs or theirs..."

The entanglement of blood resentment became more and more intense. Feng Yang could hear their blood roar, and the last scream full of resentment before death seemed to have a resonance. The blood power of Feng Yang's body also awakened countless souls of death!

"Ah-hahaha, do you feel it? It is this feeling that this endless death awakens the demon, blood resentment refining the soul, refining soul blood in blood hatred, immortal soul blood, refining!"

The blood demon god talked about himself in the fight, which made Fengyang habitually hear it as a word of hatred, but the last sound was the skill of soul and blood. Fengyang was unprepared, and countless dead souls who woke up in the blood power suddenly devoured.

"Uh--"

The blood body retreated wildly, holding his head with one hand and screaming in pain, countless dead words in Fengyang's consciousness, like blood-colored soul needles cruelly stabbing his soul.

"Ah-!!!"

Yang struggled to throw a painful stroke, and the blood god's long knife turned into an empty blood rainbow and shot at the blood god demon. Then he held his head with both hands, and the pain of soul refining made his blood body fall to the ground.

"Ah-hahaha!"

Easily dodge the blood rainbow, and the blood demon god walked to the rolling Fengyang step by step. He was not in a hurry to kill his opponent at all. He wanted to make Feng Yang suffer from soul refining, and even refined immortal soul blood!

"This is the pain of soul refining that this demon endures all the time. The source of all blood resentment continues to extend. At the beginning, it was the human race, so the first thing I want to destroy after breaking the seal is the human race!"

"Ah--!"

The blood demon god stepped on Fengyang, stepped on a blood arm, nailed it directly to the earth, reached out and condensed again, and the second blood-colored knife gradually took shape.

"The blood soul of the human race is more greedy, evil and ferocious than that of hundreds of clans, but the countless dead sounds tell me that this is not the real source!"

"Ah-"

Feng Yang roared, and the second blood arm was nailed to the earth.

"Until the gods came forward, I devoured them one by one and learned from their souls that the endless cruel killing of the hundred races was just a game of the gods!"

"Uh--"

The blood demon god condensed the third blood-colored knife and nailed Feng Yang's first giant foot to the earth.

"Then the main god appeared and felt so kind that it coincided with the mother in my memory, and the endless death told me that she was the source of all killing!"

The fourth blood-colored knife has condensed into shape, and the blood demon god stepped on Fengyang's last foot heavily, but he was not in a hurry to insert it.

"In front of her, Benmo's blood power was completely uncontrollable, but Benmo didn't want to dissipate like this, so she answered Benmo's doubts."

"Ah-!!!"

The fourth bloody knife was finally inserted. Feng Yang was nailed into a bloody super "big" word and could not move. Only the painful head kept hitting the earth and messed up the blood.

"It turns out that this demon is just one of ten thousand blood. He entered the mortals with the incarnation of gods, and then conceived them with the body of mortals. He waits to awaken the blood power and be completely killed in order to destroy all the blood power of the demon gods devoured by your evil body, which she calls the blood of all evil!"

The roar of the blood demon god is getting higher and higher, like the scream of hatred and the excitement of revenge. The fifth bloody knife is rapidly condensing.

"But such destruction is based on endless killing, and how many innocent souls have been created. The blood element will only be possessed, that is, they will be eaten by the souls at the moment of awakening and vent the blood resentment of the souls to the gods!"

Lifting up the big knife and kowtowed Fengyang's head in pain, the blood demon suddenly showed a little aura of justice.

"The source of all this evil is you, the good body, and the lotus mother who gave birth to you. Only by killing you can you calm down the blood resentment of the endless souls..."

The big knife was inserted, and the blood demon god shouted, "Die, stop this endless killing!"

At the moment when the bloody knife was inserted, Feng Yang stopped kowtowing and the corners of his mouth were upturned, revealing the signature evil smile.

The blood demon was stunned, but the fifth bloody knife was still inserted, and Fengyang's blood body burst into endless blood resentment. It can be seen that ferocious faces were completely destroyed under the suppression of five big knives.

In the end, the blood resentment dissipated, and only five bloody knife peaks inserted on the earth.

"Thank you for sharing. The soul refining is really painful, and your speech is also very good!"

Feng Yang's voice came from thousands of miles away, lifting the blood god's long knife. For the blood body, thousands of miles away are only hundreds of steps.

"Illusion?"

The blood demon turned his blood body, and his expression was finally a little dignified.

"Yes, it's the magic art, and thank you for awakening the dead soul hidden in the blood of this great god, so that the great god can get rid of the entanglement of all the dead souls at once!"

Feng Yang came step by step. At the moment when he was devoured by the dead soul, the action of throwing the blood knife had actually been out of the shell, and the blood demon god killed only the infinite soul he awakened.

"You have said enough, and you have fought enough. Now it's my turn to lecture for you, evil blood magic, 100,000 evil!!!"