[0074]Hate makes people crazy

The viscous electric light like azure slurry forms a layer of armor around the easy-to-combinding body. Where he passes is actually torn apart one crack after another by the power of lightning. The space seems to be split into a paste. Yihe is like a blue light bulb, quickly passing through the sky. .

Four or five miles away in front of Yihe, a golden angle tricky flight often dodge with superb flight technology when Yihe is about to get close!

"Are you running? Can you run again if you have the ability? A group of dead bald donkeys!"

The electric light on the surface of the body suddenly dispersed like a whip and rushed out to the front and back and right. It was easy to absorb the aura between heaven and earth and transform it. Over time, the electric light formed a circle covering a diameter of more than a radius, full of thunder and lightning.

This is already the limit of today - but its scope has expanded, and the probability of catching the monk has also increased a little. The monk who didn't have a good impression on Yi He, and now he hates him even more. Yi He will definitely pinch him to death with his own hands and stuff him into the toilet!

The two chased all the way, and the monk plunged into the sea. Because of the conductivity of the water, most of the electrical energy around Yihe's body was lost. Yihe cursed, "My God..."

Yi He did not catch up with people and jumped like thunder. He soared all the way on the sea. Lightning sneaked from his body into the water. Wherever Yi He passed, pieces of fish turned up their bellies and couldn't die anymore. Yihe said fiercely. " Monk, these lives are all dead because of you, and the cultivation sect will also be destroyed by you!"

No one knows that there has been an invisible cause and effect condensed out of this sentence. The monk was covered with water and climbed ashore from a beach in Guangdong.

The young Taoist priest in a cyan silk robe, carrying a fiery red sword and elegant hair stood on the beach jokingly and kept: "Daoji monk, you are really unlucky... You are so embarrassed by a mortal boy, you really give Buddha a long face!"

The monk Daoji said, "Do you have the ability to try it?"

"That's my business!"

The young man looked arrogant and treated the big monk with some disdain. The monk sneered and said, "Really? It seems that Emei, I don't have to tell you about the destruction of Kunlun? Hey hey, that's all right..."

The young man said, "The Tao is gone, and it can be rebuilt!"

If Taoism is gone, it can be rebuilt, but if a person dies, how can he be resurrified? After suffering a blow, Yi He suffered another blow - when he quietly returned to Hainan Island and wanted to rest for a few days, he found that his family was dead...

Su Xiaoru, the child, the family, are all dead!

He shouted at the sea angrily, "Why?" Some irritable electricity in his body raged around him, and finally he reluctantly hive.

Yi He tried his best to make himself quiet. He knelt three days and nights in front of his villa, as if his heart was dead, but he was still alive. He asked himself, why are you still alive?

Live and revenge.

Who caused him to suffer such a misfortune? Who made him so tragic? Who turned him into today's walking dead? He stood like a stone by the sea, allowing the wind and rain to rise and set.

The heart is like stagnant water, with no waves.

The blue electric light invisibly seems to hook up something special, making his electric energy bring some black lines, as thin as a silk. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

Yihe felt that he was so useless that he couldn't even catch the big monk. How could he talk about revenge? He needs strength to improve his strength at all costs and make himself better - a gentleman's revenge. Ten years is not too late. He can wait and look for it one by one!

"Ah..."

Easy opens his mouth and roars. He wants to roar out all the anger and sadness in his heart. The empty and deprived body made him tired, confused and unable to find a way out. He doesn't know what to do, where to go... Who is he looking for for revenge?

Hong Kong half a year later.

Ma Xiaoling leaned against the bar, hugged her chest, and looked at the man in front of her speechlessly.

This man can no longer see the appearance of that year.

Easy to combine.

At this time, Yi He was less than 1.5 meters tall, and his whole body shrank by half, and he was as thin as a ghost. The skin of his whole body was tightly close to the bones, his eyes were deeply sunken, and there was no blood color all over his body. Ma Xiaoling opened her mouth for a long time and asked, "Is it worth it for you to self-harm like this?"

Yi He drank a bottle of beer and said, "How happy is life, how hard is death?"

"But they want you to live."

"But my heart is dead."

This is the dialogue between the two, short, direct, and then speechless for a long time. Yi He remembered what he had done in the past six months. He found an overseas island and improved his cultivation at all costs with a strange spell in the book of the dead, and then...

Then Yihe became what it is now, but he also firmly broke through the cultivation of Jindan, and also broke through the realm of returning to Yuan and entered the realm of Qianyuan.

Isn't this realm equivalent to invincibility in the mortal world?

Ma Xiaoling looked pitifully at the little man in front of her, who was 1.8 meters tall and was refined to a height of less than 1.5 meters. How much pain would she suffer?

But how can the pain in the body compare with the pain in the depths of the soul?

Ma Xiaoling said, "What are you coming to me for?"

Yi closed his eyes blankly without any focus. He dried the wine in the bottle bottle and said, "I don't know, I don't know where I'm going, and then I came here, hehe... Ma Xiaoling, do you think this is a kind of fate? But I want to die, but I can't die now!"

"I'll give it to you!"

A print was thrown in front of Yihe.

Yi He opened it and took a look. There was a clear meaning in it, with a few words of summoning evil spirits. Take a closer look at the content. It said that it was a way to move the four evil spirits, and the light in Yihe's eyes flashed away. "This is..."

Ma Xiaoling took a deep breath and said, "This is not for you, but I found it from my eldest brother. The existence of my Ma family has already shouldered the heavy responsibility of saving the world, so..."

"So what?"

Something shiny in Yi He's eyes flashed away.

Ma Xiaoling opened a bottle of red wine, drank it, and said, "There is nothing. Now I have the final say in the Ma family. Those stupid ancestors, I will now expel them from the Ma family. What a heavy task of saving the world, go to hell!" Now, I want to get justice for myself!"

Yi He laughed, "Okay, refreshing!"

The middle of the bar immediately rolled up the yin wind duct. Yi He smiled and shouted with thunder in his mouth: "Get out!"

The wind that had just rolled up dissipated. Ma Xiaoling toasted Yihe and said, "Well done. Let's go. I think we need some cooperative friends!"

"Who?"

"The Seven Kill Gods!"

The Seven Killing Gods, who was sealed by the descendants of the Ma family in those years, is a generation of masters in the demon world. His cultivation has broken through the original realm and reached the Dharma realm.

This kind of cultivation is simply extraordinary and holy here.

Obviously, Yi He and Ma Xiaoling are not the opponents of the Seven Killers - but if they can slaughter the world, what's the deal? A red sports car drove to the airport, and then a plane flew in the direction of Xi'an!

In the mountains, a man and a woman disappeared strangely.

"The seal of defeating demons, open!"

Ma Xiaoling sealed her hands and opened the seal of the seven killers, and a cave appeared in front of them. Yi He and Ma Xiaoling then entered it.

The cave is full of strange rocks and shadows, and it is even darker when you go to the depths, that is, the eyes of these two people have long been different from mortals, so there is no problem. The Seven Killing Gods was in the innermost part, and dozens of chains passed through his shoulder blades, arms and other bones.

The runes on those chains flash, obviously able to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and gradually supplement them, so that the seven killers can be completely suppressed here, and they will never be surpassed.

"Are you the Seven Killing Gods?"

Yihe's voice is hoarse and gloomy, just like the sound of grinding wheels polishing glass, which is indescribable.

The Seven Killing Gods is motionless, and there is no intention of being reasonable and easy to match.

Yi He and Ma Xiaoling walked inside and looked around. There was nothing. There was only a man who was completely fixed by the chain, like a puppet. Whether this man admits it or not, then he is also a seven-killing god.

"Kill the Gods?"

Yihe was patient and asked again.

The Seven Killing Gods still had no reaction. Ma Xiaoling spread out her hands and said with an indifferent face, "Maybe he is dead. After all, he has been imprisoned here for more than 300 years... It seems that it's better to rely on us to rely on him and let him die here!"

"Let's go!"

The two people have no intention of cooperating and accommodating to the Seven Killing Gods.

When the two turned around and were about to go out for about ten steps, the Seven Killing God finally said, "Wait, wait!"

Because the Seven Killing Gods didn't speak for a long time, his pronunciation was a little trembling and stiff. Yi He and Ma Xiaoling stopped and Yi He said, "It turns out that people are not dead!"

"The lives of demons are often harder!"

"Indeed."

The Seven Killing Gods said, "You said you were going to let me out?"

"Yes."

"Then let me go?"

Ma Xiaoling said, "Don't worry. First of all, we need you to swear with your own life, that you and your future subordinates will not have any malice to both of us. Secondly, you can destroy the Taoist's Taoist at will and do anything. The mortal world must not be like this."

Seven Killing God thought for a moment and swore without hesitation.

In fact, their goal is not mortals - monks are their food. As for mortals, if those practitioners hadn't pushed the prisoners to the front desk as cannon fodder, how could there be anything wrong? Real conscience!

Ma Xiaoling nodded to Yi He.

Yi He tore the chain with brute force and brutally pulled the man out of the chain, bringing up pieces of flesh and blood. Seven Killing Gods is the only one who shouted happily as soon as he got out of trouble, just like the Monkey King who had been suppressed by Wuxing Mountain for 500 years and released by the Tang Monk. He was really grateful to Yi He and Ma Xiaoling.

Yihe patted the shoulder of the Seven Killers and said, "We will fight side by side in the future!"

"For revenge!"

"Kill all, eat all those practitioners!"

With different goals, the three people who happened to achieve common interests went to the city to find a bar and drank a box of beer. Seven Killing Gods curled their lips with dissatisfaction, "This beer tastes like smelt. It's too tricky, but you are good people. You are all good people!"

Yi He and Ma Xiaoling each had a black line, so they were sent a good person card - unfortunately, the role they played this time seemed to be the demon king who destroyed the world.

The Seven Killing Gods has just got out of trouble, and his cultivation has been consolidated to the golden elixir period and reached the peak of the Dan realm. The first time he drank beer, he has now become drunk. With a little pride, he talked about what happened in those years with Ma Xiaoling and Yi He, such as full clearance, such as magic dance and so on...

What made people very faceless was that those so-called famous decents defected to the Qing Dynasty, but it was these demon thieves who resisted and drained their last drop of blood.

This seven killers himself came from the demon world. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the heaven and demon world took this opportunity to open and came down several demons. They saw that their disciples and grandchildren were working hard to resist the Qing Dynasty, so they followed and killed them confusedly, so...

The Seven Killing Gods have been sealed.

The realm of the Seven Gods is too high. There is no one on earth who can kill him, so he can only seal it. Otherwise, he will not have today.

Seven Killing God shouted crazily, and there was already a large row of beer bottles on the bar in front of him... "I stained the blue sky with my blood, and went straight down to the yellow spring. Xing Tian danced and shocked the society and taught the universe to the bloody immortals. Immortals come to the immortal industry, and the magic blood is pouring in. Who can get rid of the six paths of reincarnation? Heaven and man will always be separated from me..."

The Seven Killing Gods are drunk.

Ma Xiaoling said, "A good poem recited by the Seven Killing Gods!"

The three drunken people got into the car and returned to the hotel where they stayed temporarily. They were speechless all night. The next day, they got up to practice together. Yi He and Ma Xiaoling wanted to seek refinement, while the Seven Killing Gods wanted to seek the realm and consolidate their cultivation, which was much the same.

Yi He's body was murderous. With a punch, the wind and lightning seemed to leave countless virtual shadows, and there was a tearing sound in the air.

The Seven Killing Gods said, "It's not the right way for you to practice like this!"

"What's wrong, as long as you can kill!"

This is very boring.

The Seven Killers shook his head and continued to think about his cultivation, but after a long time, he still said to Yi He, "You have a good skin, why do you abuse yourself like this? You have pain in your heart, but who doesn't have pain in your heart? Yesterday, you said how happy life is and how painful it is to die, but do you understand?"

Yi He rolled his eyes and said, "You devil, you have a lot of nonsense."

"You suit my appetite, so I talk nonsense to you."

"I want revenge, but my cultivation is too poor now. What do you think I should do?"

Yihe is very aggrieved.

Who can do it to self-harm? Isn't he trying to improve his skills as soon as possible? Seven Killing God King said, "I have a Seven Killing Blood Knife. Do you want to understand it? Your Zhenyuan is dominated by Tianlei. If you practice this knife method, the power should be extraordinary, not better than your self-harm?

"Seven Killing Blood Swords?"

"Not bad."

Seven Killing Gods stopped meditating, turned over and ran to Yihe's side, pulled him to sit down on the park bench, and began to teach Yi He face to face-to-face, and then it turned out to teach him the cultivation method of seven killings and blood god. According to the Seven Killing God King, it was very perverted.

If you use Yihe's current Tianlei Zhenyuan to think out this thing, the power is simply unimaginable - Yihe's heartbeat.

However, the Seven Killing God immediately warned, "To practice this method, you need to endure the pain that ordinary people can't stand. Have you thought about it?"

"Only when you are cruel to yourself can you be cruel to others!"

Yi He grinned and didn't mind. He directly began to practice according to the cultivation method of the seven blood knives. All the muscles and bones on his body collapsed and cracked, and the blood mixed into a blood red. The pain was really unbearable - it seemed to have expanded hundreds of times.

The muscles of his body tremble, and the muscles of his face are twisted, but he is skin and bones at this moment. No matter how ferocious and horrible he is, it is not so scary.

"Kka, Kaka."

On the bones, cracks appeared one after another, and then the real element of thunder and lightning flowed in. The high-voltage current still gave Yihe a sense of collapse, not to mention breaking his own bones and fused his blood, Zhenyuan and bones?

There are two ways to practice the seven blood knives.

One is gradual and painless, and the other is a quick method like Yihe - Yihe can't wait, so he would rather let himself endure this inhuman pain than take a shortcut!

"Ah..."

There was a low roar in his throat.

A few black blood beads appeared on the skin that was easy to dry.

The corners of the eyes of the Seven Killers twitched fiercely. Even the people in the devil's door rarely were so cruel to themselves. The Seven Killers sighed, "If such a cruel person can't even be the Demon King in the future, I will go head down for him. Cruel people, with such a person, there is a future!"

Ma Xiaoling ran over from a distance and asked, "What is he doing?"

"Creation."

"Ah?"

One of the hundreds of craters on the moon, a small crater, inside a glass cover like a bowl, a sexy woman with blue hair and golden glasses is staring at the blue planet in the distance. She muttered, "Come on, make trouble, this is still our Atlantis! "

In the depths of the universe, a luxurious warship penetrated into an impulse in front of us, and then suddenly appeared on the periphery of the Milky Way, and then locked again, crossed, and appeared directly in the solar system, and again in the orbit of the moon.

The warship escaped the monitoring on the earth and landed at the airport.