Chapter 17: The Spirit of Killing

Killing is terrible! Now Binglan finally has a deep feeling. She only feels that her stomach shrinks and she almost can't help vomiting. She finally knew that the process of death could be so cruel and bloody, giving people such a shocking fear. Every drop of blood and the fragmentation of every bone all stimulates the ice orchid. Finally, she couldn't look any more and closed her eyes tightly, but the picture still appeared in her mind, as if it had been branded and lingering, so she suddenly bent down, kept vomiting, and spit out a mouthful of sour water.

Feng Kui's whole body has been bathed in blood for a long time, and there are several fatal scars all over his body. Just a little, he will kill him, but he is not dead yet, and the devil has fallen down. As if he didn't know what had happened, he raised his hands and looked around blankly with a pair of blood-red eyes. He stood in the fragmented body, and his whole body was as murderous as real, making the wind head look like a demon at this moment. After a confused turn, he did not find that there was still a target for killing. For some reason, she did not take action against Binglan. It seemed that Binglan was not attractive to him at all. His eyes are a pale world, and he is blood-red. In his sight, Binglan, who is not murderous, does not exist at all. Suddenly, he raised his head and found that the two extremely bright red lights in the sky were as dazzling as two suns. The red brilliance was so fascinating and exciting. So, he suddenly rushed to the sky, and the bloody death roses all over his body became more and more enchanting, emitting the halo of death, which was extremely beautiful and cruel.

Feng Kui's head actually rushed to the evil eye in the sky, which was simply unexpected.

The evil eye has a spirit and has found a strange condition. Two huge red eyeballs suddenly turned, and the pure murderous atmosphere is like a torrent. They immediately hit the head of the wind and want to drown the head and destroy it. Seeing such a terrible scene, Binglan didn't have time to exclaim, but her face was pale and powerless. Feng Kui's head had been submerged in it, and there was no trace, as if she had been beaten as a fan by the unparalleled murderous torrent.

Binglan's eyes were full of despair. Now, she can't even see the strange bloody rose. Her body floated slowly and floated towards the evil eye little by little. Her mouth muttered painfully, "I brought you bad luck, and everything is because I... I can't save you, so we will go to destruction together..." Her eyes were full of determination and persistence, and her muttered words were like goodbye. She subconsciously took a closer look at the murderous torrent of evil eyes and found that there was still no wind, and she couldn't even feel any breath. So a happy smile suddenly appeared on her desperate face and slowly closed her eyes, and her body was getting closer and closer to those huge eyes.

Face death calmly, go to death calmly, and embrace death calmly.

It's not an easy thing.

Binglan has felt severe pain all over her body, as if it were broken into bones, but she didn't care at all, and her consciousness became blurred little by little. Embracing death so quietly, she hopes to be a companion for Feng Kui on Huangquan Road, because they are friends. Such a reward should be able to make up for some of your sins?!

That moment was so long.

It's long enough for her to recall this gray life and experience the few colorful colors several times. She thought she was dead. Suddenly, a cold and powerful hand suddenly grabbed her. The coldness was very strange, which made her heart cold and her whole body trembled. She opened her eyes in surprise and saw a familiar figure, a ferocious bloody face and a firm hand firmly grasping her. Only one step away, she will fall into the evil eye, but she will never step out again.

"...Don't be stupid..."

The figure in front of him spit out these three words with great difficulty, as if he had exhausted all his strength. The voice was hoarse and extremely stiff, but Binglan already knew the answer. Feng Kui is not dead yet. She nodded and suddenly burst into tears. She cried presumptuously, sadly and moved, and said, "I'm not stupid, not stupid, not stupid..." Then she felt a huge force to throw her away. Binglan, who kept throwing away, only saw the bloody figure holding her head, full of struggle, resisting something, getting closer to those eyes little by little, and then being swallowed up by the huge evil eye.

When Fengqi's head was completely swallowed up by those eyes, the huge evil eyes began to slowly close, everything around him was shrouded in a shadow again, and the endless void began to become real, and all the disappearing scenes began to emerge and begin to recover. Binglan found herself standing in front of the exit of the battlefield ruins. And the exit is in the big pit left after the liberation of Xiling Fairy Mansion. There is really no one here. Empty and dead, which makes people despair. They were once only one step away from the exit! She looked up at the sky, where there was nothing, no strange trace, and what happened at that time was like a dream, but she never wanted to do it again.

"Brother Feng, where are you?"

Binglan shouted hoarsely, and the cold wind responded to her ruthlessly.

She fell to the ground feebly, looked blankly at Dangkong, and kept muttering something in her mouth. She couldn't explain it clearly, but it was painful and sad. I don't know how long it took, she slowly got up from the ground and walked into the passage. She has to quickly return to the sect and report to the senior level of the sect. Maybe those elders or leaders can save Feng Kui! She thought that she had always believed that Feng Kui was not dead, and no one could change this stubbornness.

When Binglan hurried out of the passage of the battlefield ruins, she found a man standing at the exit of the passage. As soon as she appeared, she was stopped. This person is Zhao Lingyue. When Zhao Lingyue looked at the appearance of Binglan's single shadow, her face suddenly turned pale, and her voice trembled and asked, "Where's Feng Kui's head?" An ominous foreboding has completely enveloped her heart. I don't know why she didn't see Feng Kui's head coming out of the passage. Her heart suddenly hurt violently, and her whole body couldn't help trembling.

Binglan couldn't say a word. Her body shook, and she fell down and fainted.

Zhao Lingyue was shocked and quickly supported Binglan. Only then did she find that Binglan was weak and dangerous, and there was almost no real qi flow in her body. Moreover, when she was close to Binglan, she felt the despair and pain all over Binglan, which was so thick and suffocating. She quickly took out a few elixirs to restore her breath and took them to Binglan. She waited until Binglan woke up leisurely before she was slightly relieved.

Binglan breathed her breath and couldn't care about fatigue. She said anxiously, "I'm leaving here. Brother Feng has an accident. I'm going to find someone to save him..." However, she suddenly lost her strength and fell from the air. Zhao Lingyue tightened her heart, grabbed Binglan and asked in a startling voice, "What on earth happened? Tell me quickly, maybe I can help. From then on, it's a long way to go, and it's too late to come and go. I'm afraid it's too late to move to rescue soldiers!"

Hearing Zhao Lingyue's words, Binglan looked gloomy and hastily told Zhao Lingyue what they had encountered. Binglan's mind was already a little confused. Although it was chaotic, Zhao Lingyue's face was extremely ugly after hearing this, and a desperate face appeared.

"How could this happen?"

Zhao Lingyue looked extremely puzzled and unbelievable. Binglan looked miserable and said, "Sister, do you know what that is right? Is Brother Feng still saved? Let's go and save him..."

Zhao Lingyue said, "Feng Kui's head is not dead! That is the spirit of killing, a strange spirit formed by killing and bloodshed after the war. Originally, it was only found in the extreme depths of the star domain. Why did it appear here?!"

"Spirit of Killing?"

When Binglan heard Zhao Lingyue say that Feng Kui's head was not dead, she couldn't help but feel relieved and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Lingyue said: "The spirit of killing is also a kind of monster, but it is much more powerful than the vacuum demon. It is born from killing, invisible and can make people fall into crazy killing. They have always been the rulers of vacuum demons. Legend has it that when each killing spirit cultivates to a certain extent, it will find a host for itself. It will occupy the host's body, destroy the host's soul, integrate its consciousness, and then fully combine with this body to become a killing demon. The host they choose is usually a vacuum demon, which will kill many vacuum demons in a crazy state through a special ritual. If they eventually survive, it will become its choice. And the vacuum demon regards this ritual as a sacrifice..."

Hearing this, Binglan's mood became desperate again and said in shock, "Do you mean that Brother Feng has become the host of the killing spirit?"

This is a reality that has to be accepted, although it is cruel.

Zhao Lingyue nodded and said to herself, "I hope his will is strong enough to break through the crazy killing intention and keep calm at all times. Otherwise, the spirit of killing will soon devour him..." Then Zhao Lingyue looked at Binglan and said, "Sister Binglan, you should quickly adjust your breath and recover. We need to find the wind head as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. Few people know the power of the killing spirit. The longer it takes, the more unfavorable it will be for him!"

Binglan hummed and began to adjust her breath.

At this moment, on a star in the star field that no one has set foot in, there is a fishy red color everywhere, as if it were blood. It seems that every inch of the earth of this star has been soaked by blood. On the stars, in a huge plain, there is a huge round pit, which is mostly the result of a huge explosion, but it has experienced endless years to make it look natural. In the middle of the pit, at the bottom of the pit, a figure is sitting in it, with undulating breath, sometimes full of aura, sometimes magic flames, sometimes murderous. This man, young, has a pair of bloody eyes, and his face is full of pain. Every muscle in his body is unstoppable **. From time to time, a blood light shoots from his eyes. He is murderous, and the low-level people will die.

This person is the head of Feng Kui. He is competing fiercely with an invisible existence in his body, and what he is competing for is his own body. Suddenly, Feng Kui suddenly shouted wildly, "Kill the son of Tao? Kill the son of Tao, and I will also kill you completely!" With this wild shout, Feng Kui's head suddenly calmed down, and there was no emotional change all over his body. He was as calm as a fossil. In the sea of knowledge, his soul was fighting desperately with a blood-red monster.