Chapter 1994: The real person who knows the truth, murderous spirit
Mentioning this cruel addiction to the end of the world, Xu Zimo remembered one thing.
He once saw a cloud of violence in front of Fude Ancient Well.
Originally, he had taken the Sword of Fortune from the True Saint of Fortune, and he was supposed to kill this evil spirit.
But Xu Zimo later learned from the old ghost that the anger had been taken away by an elder from Zuxi Tianya.
Because of Lin Ruhu's matter, Xu Zimo was too anxious, so he stopped caring about the evil cultivator who was obsessed with the world.
Seeing the person coming in front of him, Xu Zimo couldn't help but feel funny.
"There can't be such a coincidence in this world."
"If that's true, then this world is too small."
As soon as the old man in blood clothes came over, he stared at Xu Zimo.
He smiled and asked: "Do you guys need my help?"
Ancestor Xumi frowned slightly.
He is not friendly to those who are addicted to Tianya, mainly the nine dominant forces in Dongbai City.
They also have a competitive relationship with Immortal Island.
Regardless of the fact that the four major territorial powers seem to be cooperating with each other.
In fact, behind the scenes, there are also constant battles.
Except for the Holy Court, which can transcend things, no other force wants to unify the entire Tribulation Immortal Realm.
"You are so obsessed with the end of the world that you don't want to go to the west, so what are you doing here?" Patriarch Xumi asked.
Logically speaking, the forces in Dongbaicheng should come from the west to support them. These are two opposite directions.
It's totally impossible to come by the way.
Moreover, it is impossible for what happened in the east to spread so quickly.
Therefore, this old man in blood-clothed clothes who is obsessed with the end of the world must have a purpose for coming here.
Coupled with the bad reputation of Canxi Tianya, Ancestor Xumi can completely understand that the other party has bad intentions.
He winked at the shadowy man next to him.
I mean to be optimistic about my own saint.
Then he replied: "We can solve our problems on our own, and you guys in the west, Can't you go to help us?"
"Don't worry, there are more important things than the chaotic land," the old man in blood clothes turned to look at Xu Zimo.
"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist.
I am an elder who is obsessed with the world and knows the real person."
"Master Dongming, you are the evil cultivator who once massacred several cities and caused denunciation from countless forces in the Eastern Hundred Cities," Ancestor Xumi said in surprise.
Rumors about Master Dongming have spread to Immortal Island.
It's not just how powerful this person is, but because this person is a complete killer.
He kills without caring about grudges, just for comfort.
Because killing makes him happy.
Therefore, he would kill this person, whether he was a monk or an unarmed mortal.
And once the killing begins, a city will be uprooted, leaving no one alive.
That's why his reputation spread far and wide.
Several major forces are wary of this Dongming Zhenren. After all, in the territory under their control, such a being is not allowed to come and is not welcome.
"Xie Xiu, hahaha, you guys look at me like this!"
Master Dongming smiled.
"Interesting, interesting.
But you don’t need to be nervous, I’m here today and it’s enough to kill only one person.”
When Master Dongming spoke, he kept looking at Xu Zimo.
It's like looking at a fat prey.
"It seems we don't know each other," Xu Zimo asked with interest.
The other party traveled thousands of miles to specifically kill me, perhaps for some other reason.
"Are you related to the True Sage of Fortune?" Master Dongming asked.
"In other words, what did you gain from Fude's ancient well.
Let me put it bluntly!"
"That's it," Xu Zimo squinted his eyes slightly.
It seems that the violent energy sensed the power of merit in him.
That's why this insightful person would want to kill himself.
"In that case, let's do it.
Let me see how capable you are," Xu Zimo said.
I saw Master Dongming twisting his neck, and the blood around him became even richer.
His figure was as fast as the speed of light, like an afterimage.
With a "boom", he had already arrived in front of Xu Zimo.
The claws in his hand were as sharp as bones, and they grabbed Xu Zimo's throat directly.
Xu Zimo punched him directly.
Just hearing the sound of "Kacha", the claw was instantly shattered.
Master Dongming also took several steps back.
However, Master Dongming was not afraid, instead he grinned.
"continue!"
The smell of blood could already be smelled all over his body.
When he grabbed it with his other hand, the blood smelled of rot and putrefaction, threatening to overwhelm Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo's power was even more violent.
The demonic energy around him directly shook away the blood energy, and he punched twice in a row, landing on the opponent's chest.
The figure of Master Dongming flew backwards, and even his chest was dented.
But Master Dongming laughed louder and louder.
"It seems that the more seriously injured this guy is, the stronger he becomes," Ancestor Xumi said from the side.
"Not only is his character morbid, but his constitution is also morbid," the man of shadow replied with a frown.
"Come again," Master Dongming continued to run towards Xu Zimo.
Moistened by the blood, barbs had grown out of his body.
Xu Zimo punched him again.
All these barbs were destroyed, and Master Dongming flew out again.
But he got up again like a weakling who couldn't be beaten to death.
"The rules of blood," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
"You see, the rules of blood, combined with the blood scripture that I created myself."
"I'm almost immortal."
Master Dongming shouted.
"I have killed so many people over the years, and their blood has been converted into my life.
Death will only make me stronger."
"Nothing in this world is immortal," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"The so-called immortality just means that you haven't encountered an absolutely powerful force."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ba Ying in Xu Zimo's hand had already moved towards Master Dongming to kill him.
There was a "boom" sound.
The ultimate sword light compressed the air, condensed the airflow storm, and fell heavily on the body of Master Dongming.
"Kill ten thousand immortals with one sword,
One knife fell into the Nine Netherworld,
The sun will be wiped out with one strike."
One knife after another, the momentum became more majestic and majestic.
I saw that the blood energy in Master Dongming's body was getting stronger and stronger.
Under the violent sword force, Master Dongming was like a fallen leaf, with no time to resist.
At first, he still enjoyed the powerful power brought by the majestic blood energy, but then, the blood energy became weaker and weaker.
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Dongming Zhenren’s resistance is getting weaker and weaker.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?
Where is my blood?"
Master Dongming began to panic and kept yelling.
Unfortunately, he was quickly chopped into pieces under Xu Zimo's knife.
As the saying goes, those who kill will always be killed.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
Because there is a deadly black energy permeating the body of Master Dongming.
This black air soon enveloped the sky above our heads.
