These innate experts used their most powerful killing moves and used all their strength to kill the cocoon.
The thick and terrifying internal force, like a huge wave, is overwhelming and wants to crush this blood-red cocoon!
At this moment, the blood-red silkworm cocoon suddenly shattered.
A figure slowly emerged.
indifferent!
bloody!
Not feeling a trace of humanity is what everyone feels for a moment!
Although this young man is wearing a pure white shirt, he gives the impression that he is wearing a scarlet robe and dancing in the air.
This person seemed to have turned blood red.
Extremely terrifying!
Perhaps, they can no longer be called human beings, because they really feel a slight fluctuation of emotions.
The blood-killing bead has been activated!
However, everyone has launched an attack, and there is no way back.
"Kill, kill! Kill him quickly. He has become a demon. He is a peerless demon. Kill him quickly!" Someone yelled.
Their attacks became more ferocious.
"kill!"
As soon as the Xuan Yan Sword moved, Ye Qinghuan finally moved. His speed was like a strong wind and huge waves, as fast as lightning, and the Xuan Yan Sword also shot at the same time!
Kill! Kill!
At this moment, Ye Qinghuan has forgotten everything and only knows about killing.
He said that if he wanted these people to be buried with him, he would keep his word.
The Xuan Yan Sword was raised high by Ye Qinghuan, and it suddenly rose dozens of meters. Although it was a virtual shadow, it was also extremely terrifying.
This is a peerless sword!
"cut!"
Ye Qinghuan's sword suddenly fell down and turned into a scarlet sword energy to destroy these attackers.
"boom!"
The burst of sword energy shocked these innate experts, and they felt the tremendous pressure and retreated back one after another.
"What kind of monster is this? It actually blocked our joint attack!"
"It's too powerful. We are no match for him and cannot fight him!"
"Senior Fang Mo, this person is not something we can deal with. Please take action yourself!" Everyone exclaimed and wanted to evacuate.
As soon as they fought, they regretted it. This young man was more terrifying than they believed and imagined.
Especially this scarlet temperament is more terrifying than his cultivation talent!
kill!
Ye Qinghuan turned into a fiery red afterimage, rushed into this group of innate strong men, and directly launched the most powerful killing attack. He was full of endless spiritual energy, as if endless, and his strength was terrifying.
These strong men also took action at the same time, advancing and retreating at the same time to prevent Ye Qinghuan from defeating them one by one!
However
Ye Qinghuan didn't give them a chance to attack at all. He turned into an afterimage and broke into their formation without fear.
He gave up his defense, allowed these moves to hit him, and then suddenly killed someone.
"Ah, no, no!" the old man exclaimed. Looking at Ye Qinghuan, who was as cold as a monster, his heart was filled with terror. "Save me quickly, kill him, kill him!"
Countless fatal attacks were blasted at Ye Qinghuan, but he did not dodge at all. The Xuanyan sword in his hand danced with murderous intent, ruthlessly taking away the man's life.
The Xuan Yan Sword pierced the chest, and endless blood spurted out, leaving the man without any resistance.
Unexpectedly, when the man's body softened, a red aura poured into Ye Qinghuan's body.
This is the time to kill!
The treasure that can be used to nourish the blood-killing bead is a great tonic for the blood-devouring body. Ye Xiaobei uses the killing intention in the blood gourd to practice.
As long as someone is killed, Ye Qinghuan can absorb the meaning of killing infinitely, his spiritual power is endless, and he can fight to the last step.
This is the horror of the blood-eating body and the blood-killing bead.
"kill!"
Without the slightest pause, the blood-killing beads had been activated in Ye Qinghuan's mind, occupying Ye Qinghuan's general consciousness.
He only knows one thing, and that is to kill, kill, and kill everyone here.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Ye Qinghuan, who had given up on defense, started killing like a demon. As his long sword danced, blood kept flowing out.
These innate strong men who were said to be difficult to kill were as vulnerable as ants in Ye Qinghuan's hands and were crushed and killed at will!
The corpse fell directly from the sky.
The intention to kill flew out and turned into a great tonic for Ye Qinghuan!
"These are still innately powerful people. These people are all invincible beings. Just like that, they fell into the hands of Ye Qinghuan!"
"This man is the devil and the god of death!"
On Jiuzhou Mountain, the remaining warriors exclaimed. There were many of them. They were talented disciples who were unable to participate in this battle. They saw the elders of their sect being beheaded.
There are also some innate strong men who have not chosen to take action. Their hearts are constantly shaking, cold sweat is flowing out, and they are extremely lucky.
"I swear, I will never provoke this devil in this life, no matter how big the temptation is!" These innate strong men thought secretly in their hearts.
"Ye Qinghuan!"
Ling Qingzhu's eyes trembled slightly.
She couldn't believe the scene in front of her, how shocking it was that these normally aloof innate warriors were casually killed by Ye Qinghuan, a secular warrior.
At this moment, Ye Qinghuan was like an invincible God of War.
Recalling my previous contempt for Ye Qinghuan, like everyone else, I had a vague sense of arrogance and superiority towards the ancient world.
However, just Ye Qinghuan's disciple Ye Xiaobei has crushed all the geniuses in the ancient world and is almost a monster.
As for Ye Qinghuan, he was fighting against everyone innately. His opponents were no longer geniuses like them, but famous old monsters.
"Zixi, your vision is the most accurate and the best." Ling Qingzhu's eyes trembled slightly, his body also trembled, and he gently held his little hands.
"It is my fault!"
"kill!"
With a low roar, Ye Qinghuan saw a foreign land rolling behind him. The endless blood and huge pressure were enough to suffocate the hearts of these strong men and slow down their movements.
Ye Qinghuan showed no mercy and killed him wantonly, leaving his clothes stained red with blood.
"These people are the mainstay of the ancient world. If they die, the strength of the entire ancient world will be broken, and the entire strength will drop by a notch!"
"I don't want to see this devil again in this life."
The remaining people from the ancient world exclaimed.
The people at the foot of the mountain were already fighting with each other and were extremely frightened. Even at the foot of the mountain, they could feel the overwhelming killing intent.
Even a trace of Ye Qinghuan's murderous intent would be enough to make ordinary people crawl on the ground.
They looked up at the young man, the swords were dancing, blood was flying everywhere, and the corpses of countless strong men fell down.
They almost suffocated.
"Is this person a demon? Or a god of war?"
"This killing intent makes people feel invincible, even when facing so many strong men!"
"If we could be as powerful as him, how wonderful this world would be!"
The tourists at the foot of the mountain sighed, looking up at Ye Qinghuan with envy and longing.
Ye Qinghuan has transformed into a god!
The peerless god of murder!
He kept swinging his sword and slashing it down. He paid the price of his rationality and consciousness in exchange for strength, which became unrivaled.