The seven-pointed star flashed, and Xiao Long suddenly appeared in the Shura hell plane. He appeared in a familiar space again, where Ling Xiaozi was still practicing his magical skills motionlessly.
You've been doing this for a few months, aren't you hungry? Xiao Long walked over. Ling Xiaozi suddenly opened his eyes and stared directly into Xiao Long's eyes. Suddenly he stood up and looked at it with satisfaction.
Xiao Long, "Yes, your strength has actually improved to this level. In time, you will definitely be stronger than my master."
"Uh..." Xiao Long was immediately overjoyed. It was really not easy for this old man to praise him. "It's all because of the master's good teachings."
"Haha, yes, after the Hell Messenger is the Hell-Blooded Demon Lord. The Hell-Blooded Demon Lord can also be regarded as a generation of lords,"
"The Hell-Blooded Demon Lord?" Xiao Long was delighted, this title was really domineering.
"Yes, it is the Hell-blooded Demon Lord. After the hell messenger stage, after training in the four hell planes, you will have a certain commanding ability, and your strength can be further improved. So the Hell-blooded Demon Lord
This title is also deserved.”
Xiao Long nodded, "Then please ask Master to improve my strength."
"Okay. Come here." The effect of this job transfer was very fast. Xiao Long walked over directly, and Ling Xiaozi stood there upright. I don't know when, the dark long gun appeared in his hand again.
Sword. The long sword suddenly rose up, and suddenly, bursts of fire shot out.
The black weapon, and then the long sword began to shake, and Ling Xiaozi also heard bursts of thick voices, "The great Shura God is still alive, and the inheritor in front of me needs your divine help to help him break through the bottleneck.
Become a generation of lords and revitalize my great Shura."
As soon as Ling Xiaozi finished speaking, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, but what was even more strange was a bloody flash of lightning, which was not at all in harmony with the dense darkness now.
As soon as this scene appeared, Ling Xiaozi's expression suddenly became serious, "What? Bloody catastrophe? Impossible, how can a bloody catastrophe happen at this time?"
"Master, what's wrong? What's the bloody catastrophe?" Xiao Long also had a premonition that something was wrong, because the mist in the sky became more and more powerful under the blessing of the bloody lightning, and it felt like it could crush Xiao Long.
"The bloody catastrophe is a catastrophe that mutates during each promotion process." Ling Xiaozi's expression became more and more solemn, and his brows were twisted into a straight line.
"What's going on?" Xiao Long was stunned by Ling Xiaozi. What did this girl's job transfer do to me? What bloody catastrophe was going to happen? I wonder. Xiao Long immediately scolded his mother. This is too much.
Outrageous.
Ling Xiaozi glanced at the sky. The bloody lightning was still firing endlessly, and it seemed that it would not fall. Ling Xiaozi softened his tone: "Actually, the reason why we Shura were able to become the third among the four hells is inevitable.
One, it’s because every time we asuras advance to a higher level, there are no bottlenecks, that is, we don’t need to experience calamity. As long as we have sufficient energy, we will improve. But I didn’t expect that you would have a bloody catastrophe. This is simply ten thousand years.
"Not met"
Xiao Long's heart trembled. He was caught up in a catastrophe that had never happened in ten thousand years? "Didn't you say that Shura's promotion does not require experience? How could such a catastrophe happen again?"
Ling Xiaozi suddenly stopped talking, and there were more and more wrinkles on his face, "To be honest, I don't know much about this, but..."
Ling Xiaozi was about to speak when the bloody catastrophe in the sky suddenly began to "squeak". Then, the black mist was completely covered by the bloody lightning, and the color also changed.
"Long Xiao, as long as you persist, you can become the legendary Shura God. Otherwise, if you fail, everything will be in vain and you will be nothing." Ling Xiaozi suddenly shouted at the last critical moment.
Xiao Long was stunned. At this moment, the bloody mist from the sky suddenly poured into Xiao Long's body.
At this time, the system's prompt sound also came over: "Ding... You now accept the inheritance of God Shura - Hell-Blooded Demon Lord. I hope you can persist. The inheritance has failed, the level has been reduced by 10 levels, and the hidden profession has been cancelled."
"I'll wipe it." Xiao Long started to curse when he heard the voice of the system. He really didn't expect that the system would have such a cheating job transfer.
However, what made Xiao Long happy was that when he changed jobs before, although he knew that he was Shura, he was not reminded of the inheritance of God Shura at all. It was just an ordinary Shura inheritance. Is this time so special?
Xiao Long's mood improved immediately. As long as he persevered, it would be the inheritance of God Shura, almost the same as Hao Mei God of Medicine and the God of Craftsman in the mountains.
"Hold on." As soon as Xiao Long said it, a sudden pain hit him, "I." Xiao Long couldn't help but kneel on the ground. This bloody energy was simply a heart-rending pain.
.
This change of profession was more painful than Xiao Long's first change of profession to Shura. The first time, the black energy of Shura entered his body and filled his body, but this time it turned into blood-colored energy.
This bone-eroding feeling made Xiao Long feel like committing suicide.
"Hold on, you will be the Shura God." Suddenly, a cry from the bottom of Xiao Long's mind came from the bottom of his heart.
This voice was not Ling Xiaozi's, so Xiao Long knew very well, but whose voice it was? Xiao Long was confused for a while, but it was a very familiar voice.
Xiao Long didn't have time to think too much, because the heartbreaking pain swept over him again.
"I'll wipe it." Xiao Long clenched his teeth and tried his best not to think about those painful things. Finally, Xiao Long calmed down. The matter was not over yet. Xiao Long suddenly appeared in a fantasy world.
In the vast expanse of desert, Xiao Long stayed there alone. And it was still at night. "Holy crap, what are you going to do?" Layers of cold sweat broke out on Xiao Long's back, "No.
Bringing someone to play with someone like this."
At this time, a huge tornado suddenly rolled up in the vast desert and swept towards Xiao Long. Xiao Long quickly stepped back, but Xiao Long, who was in pain all over his body, was not as fast as the tornado.
With a "bang", Xiao Long was swept up into the sky.
"Holy shit." Xiao Long was directly rolled up to a height of 50 meters, and his body was still falling headfirst.
"Hoo ho ho" the tornado began to dance violently. Xiao Long was hung up by the strong wind and ran around in the sky.
"I'll wipe it." Xiao Long was not only in severe pain in his body, but also in fear in his heart. Just think about what else a person can think about under the tornado. The fear in his heart is simply indescribable.
Xiao Long closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down his heart. Even the most terrifying training in the army could not withstand this.
This kind of perverted game has played me to death. With his tenacious heart, Xiao Long’s only purpose now is to persevere, persevere, and he must succeed in changing jobs. Now his advantages are inseparable from the hidden profession.
, if this job transfer fails and there is no hidden job, it would be simply blind. Therefore, Xiao Long cannot fail. He must succeed.
His heart became calmer and calmer, and Xiao Long was able to slowly get used to this kind of tornado. When it was flying around in the sky, Xiao Long didn't have any fear.
With a "swipe" sound, Xiao Long suddenly broke away from the desert, and then appeared in a flash of hot lava again.
"Damn, it's actually a trial again." Xiao Long hated this kind of trial very much, and it was a trial in a game. The level of horror was far greater than in reality.
Because in reality, there are still some defensive measures, and some trials are not so cruel and inhumane, but the trials in the game can directly raise people's nerves to the highest level.
Suddenly, a scalding heat hit Xiao Long's body.
"I'll rub it, it's so hot." Xiao Long's nerves were now numb, "Hold on." Xiao Long had already closed his eyes, no matter what the heat, Xiao Long didn't care. It was worth it for the inheritance of God Shura.
Xiao Long didn’t know how the test of hot magma ended. Immediately afterwards, he arrived in an extremely cold place, a huge ice cave. Xiao Long had completely adapted to these tests. He opened his eyes and was not afraid, so he went to the back
Xiao Long resisted the Shadow Trial and Waterfall Trial.
The final trial time is getting shorter and shorter, and it seems that the system also knows that Xiao Long is not afraid of these trials at all.
Finally, Xiao Long walked out of the trial site with colorful lights floating around his body.
The bloody lightning slowly emerged, and then penetrated into Xiao Long's body. Xiao Long no longer felt the pain he felt just now.
The bloody mist penetrated Xiao Long's body harmoniously, as if it was bathing Xiao Long's body. Xiao Long also broke free from the tense nerves, his legs suddenly became weak, and he was about to fall to the ground.
The bloody mist suddenly rushed onto Xiao Long's legs, directly lifting Xiao Long upright.
Once again, the bloody mist filled Xiao Long's body, and Xiao Long's physical weakness and inner fear suddenly disappeared.
"It's amazing." Xiao Long couldn't help but sigh. When the blood-colored mist invaded his body just now, it was still the same kind of heart-wrenching pain. Now it seemed to be treating himself. Xiao Long suddenly realized that the countless pain just now
Could it be that the trial was just to make myself less accustomed to and familiar with this bloody mist.
This? Xiao Long's heart moved, as if there was a big hand helping him. If it weren't for the countless trials, he would have been crushed into powder by the bloody mist.
Another five minutes passed. The bloody mist slowly invaded Xiao Long's body and was completely consumed.
Ling Xiaozi suddenly rushed over and grabbed Xiao Long's body tightly. His expression was very excited: "Haha, I didn't expect that I finally succeeded."
