The blood-colored bat formed by condensation of blood emitted a thick blood mist, instantly covering the two of them.
A painful feeling of mental tearing suddenly broke out.
"Fuck!" Jiang Siming couldn't help roaring, a powerful murderous aura erupted from his body, and a blank space appeared in his consciousness.
When Jiang Siming regained consciousness again, he found himself on a circular platform.
"Such a strong blood energy!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but be a little surprised. The strange element seemed to be much stronger here than in the air of the Killing City. Jiang Siming felt that he was particularly excited now, as if he had endless uses.
of strength.
There was only a narrow road ahead hanging above the sea of blood, which looked very strange. Looking at the endless sea of blood, Jiang Siming felt an urge to long for blood.
"Uh-huh!"
Tang San, who was lying beside him, was groaning in pain. Jiang Siming, please break free from the scene in front of you.
A thin blood-colored mist filled Tang San's body, seeming to want to erode Tang San's body, but was blocked by a layer of blue fluorescence.
Tang San's expression became more ferocious, and he suddenly opened his eyes, bloodshot eyes covering his entire eyeballs.
"Xiao San!" Jiang Siming just wanted to step forward and help Tang San up.
However, Tang San in front of him seemed to be possessed by a demon. There seemed to be blood-colored threads in the air around him, constantly pouring into Tang San's body. The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, and suddenly it burst out and attacked Jiang Siming crazily.
"Damn it!" Jiang Siming quickly released the Chaos Bell to envelop Tang San, blocking out the strange bloodshot threads.
Trapped in it, Tang San hit the inner wall of the Chaos Bell frantically, causing ripples. Tang San, who stared at Jiang Siming with his bloody eyes, kept making strange roars.
The collision between the Clear Sky Hammer and the Chaos Bell caused the sound of the great avenue to resound in the Chaos Bell. Tang San's blood-red eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he fainted to the ground again.
Jiang Siming looked at the fainted Tang San and did not immediately take back the Chaos Clock.
The Road to the God of Killing deserves to be called the Road to Hell. The strange ingredients in the surrounding air confuse people and encourage killing.
Due to the appearance of Jiang Siming, Tang San's time to adjust himself after each battle in the Hell Shura Field was shortened a lot, which resulted in the murderous aura that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly erupting due to the strange ingredients in the air.
Inside the Chaos Bell, Tang San woke up from a coma, the blood redness in his eyes gradually receded, and his clarity returned. He looked at the Chaos Bell that enveloped him, with a blank look on his face.
Jiang Siming looked at Tang San who had returned to normal and took back the Chaos Clock.
"Brother Siming, what's wrong with me?" Tang San felt that there was an uncontrollable murderous intention in his heart at this moment, but his now clear mind suppressed that impulse.
"You were completely dominated by your own murderous intent just now, and you have an obsession that you can't let go of." Jiang Siming looked at Tang San and said calmly.
Tang San lowered his head silently. Ever since his martial soul awakened, he had always been pinned down by Jiang Siming. The distance between the two seemed to be getting farther and farther. It was already like a chasm, insurmountable.
Although Tang San didn't say it, he always wanted to compete with Jiang Siming.
The scene that happened in Wuhun Hall can be said to have given Tang San a great stimulus. In the critical moment, he could not do anything to help. That helplessness and desire to be powerful were deeply rooted in Tang San's heart.
"Xiao San, you have to pay a price for growing up." Jiang Siming patted Tang San on the shoulder.
There are some things that don't need to be said. Tang San is a smart man. Whether he can get through the hurdle in his heart depends entirely on him.
"Let's go! I'm afraid this journey won't be easy." Jiang Siming's eyes were slightly solemn as he walked towards the narrow road above the sea of blood ahead.
Just the strange and solemn element in the air is probably much stronger than in the original work. Not to mention that it is not the abyss in the original work, but this endless sea of blood.
Tang San secretly activated the Xuantian Technique. As a neutralizing technique, it naturally had a calming effect. He took a deep breath and followed Jiang Siming.
On the narrow road, the two people moved forward cautiously.
After walking for about an hour, there was no crisis at all.
"There is no reason." Jiang Siming suddenly stopped, lowered his head and thought. The walk was exceptionally peaceful, and even the three dark gold bats in the original work did not appear.
"Brother Siming! There seems to be something moving down here!" Tang San suddenly shouted in shock.
Jiang Siming looked at the endless sea of blood, which seemed to be rising and falling regularly.
"Holy shit!" Jiang Siming stared at the sea of blood for a long time, then suddenly cursed.
"Little San, be careful!" Jiang Siming grabbed Tang San and threw him fiercely into the distance.
The originally peaceful sea of blood suddenly rioted, and a huge blood shadow rushed out of the sea of blood.
"Brother Siming!" Tang San, who was thrown far away, looked at Jiang Siming who was still in the same place and couldn't help but shouted anxiously.
"Is this a dragon?" Jiang Siming finally saw clearly the true appearance of the creature in front of him.
The giant bloody dragon waved its wings and fired countless bloody arrows at Jiang Siming.
"A considerate hand!" Jiang Siming breathed out sword energy at his fingertips, and waved out countless afterimages with one hand to block countless bloody arrows.
"Brother Siming!" Tang San in the distance was about to rush over to help.
"Don't come over!" Jiang Siming shouted immediately.
This bloody arrow rain is not as simple as it seems. Jiang Siming's one hand has turned dark red, and a strange force is eroding Jiang Siming's body.
Jiang Siming's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and an extremely violent aura erupted from his body.
"Damn it!" Jiang Siming found himself getting more and more excited. He used to use his considerate hand, but that hand became increasingly inoperable.
A blood arrow broke through Jiang Siming's sword energy defense and instantly pierced Jiang Siming's left shoulder.
That weird corrosive force spread even more rapidly in Jiang Siming's body.
"Play erosion with me?" The Immortal Killing Sword immediately appeared behind Jiang Siming, and its killing power quickly traveled through the meridians to resist the strange erosion force.
Jiang Siming held the Sinking Immortal Sword in his hand, jumped up and had no time to ignore the rain of arrows in the sky. Countless bloody arrows pierced Jiang Siming instantly.
"Big Dream Sword! Enter the dream!" Jiang Siming swung his sword instantly.
The bloody dragon's wings were flapping crazily in the air and suddenly stopped.
"Death!" Jiang Siming took out the Immortal Sword again.
The Absolute Immortal Sword flashed past, and the giant dragon looked at Jiang Siming in disbelief with eyes wide open.
The next moment, he fell into a sea of blood.
Jiang Siming, who was about to fall into the sea of blood, was grabbed by the belt around his waist with a steel-gold iron claw and returned to the road.
"Thank you, Xiao San!" Jiang Siming was really saved by Tang San's Flying Divine Claw.
"Brother Siming! You!" Tang San was a little surprised when he saw that Jiang Siming, who had been shot into a hedgehog, seemed to be fine.
"Oh, it's okay. Apart from a little pain, it's nothing." Jiang Siming casually pulled out all the bloody arrows on his body.
The reason why Jiang Siming rushed forward desperately was because the bloody arrow had no physical damage, but the corrosive power was very strange. Jiang Siming also chose to believe that Tang San would use it at the first moment.