"This, this is," the crazy-blooded old demon looked at Baimeng's burly body, and the boundless demonic energy suppressed all his momentum.
"How could there be such pure demonic energy in this world," he said in shock.
"I will give you a chance now," Xu Zimo said lightly: "I swear on my life that I will forget everything I saw today.
You can leave here, otherwise, you will be buried with the people of this city."
"Both have opened the Ninth Meridian Gate, it's not certain who is stronger," the crazy-blooded old demon said with a cold snort.
He also has his own pride.
"Except for losing to the mortal guy, I have never been afraid of anyone in my life."
"In our era, the emperor is just an ant at the snap of a finger," Baimen shook his head slightly, and his right hand was waved slightly.
The boundless demonic energy condensed into a ferocious face and charged towards the bloody old demon.
The blood-crazed old demon looked solemn, the blood-colored river in the sky was turbulent and rolling, and the dark red light around him was shining brightly.
In that endless river of blood, there is a mighty flow of blood.
I saw the ferocious face hit the bloody river, and with a "boom", the entire space collapsed.
Just a casual blow can have such power.
This made those watching the battle around tremble with fear.
Many people were planning to escape just now, but the appearance of the crazy blood old demon gave them some hope.
At this moment, with the appearance of Baimeng, the barrier of despair has enveloped the entire ancient city of Hunyuan. These people have no chance to escape again.
As the entire space collapsed, the body of the crazy blood demon flew out directly.
The blood around him surged, and his figure rose into the sky again, looking at Baimen solemnly.
With that blow just now, the crazy-blooded old demon could clearly feel that the opponent was already at the peak of the ninth meridian gate, and he was only entering for the first time.
"Anyone who dares to disobey the Lord's order shall die," Baimen snorted coldly, and the demonic energy in his body rose again.
At this moment, he was bathed in the supreme demonic energy, and the sound of the Great Dao sounded around him, and the rhythm of the Dao spread around him.
This rhyme seems to have passed through the nine heavens and ten earths, brewed from the most primitive demonic energy, and the demonic energy is billowing in the boundless sky.
"Entering the Tao, how is this possible?" Seeing this scene, the crazy-blooded old devil said in surprise.
You must know that in every era, except for the great emperor who can enter the Tao, others can only enter the path of immortality.
And the person in front of me is obviously not a great emperor, so why did he become a Taoist?
"What's so surprising about this?" Baimeng said calmly, surrounded by demonic energy: "The so-called entering Taoism and entering immortality are just the rules of your era.
We are not from the same era, so we are naturally different."
As Baimeng's words fell, the entire city's barrier was seen fluctuating.
Around this barrier, there is a supreme Taoist charm radiating out.
The sound of "rumbling" came from the sky above, and the demonic energy in the sky continued to roll.
As the demonic energy became more and more powerful, countless ferocious faces could be seen condensed in the midst of the demonic energy.
Thousands of ferocious faces flew down from the sky, arriving with majestic momentum.
"What is that?" Someone looked at the ferocious face in panic.
As a ferocious face entered the body of a warrior, the warrior fell to the ground, surrounded by a jet-black evil energy.
The man fell to the ground and screamed in pain. Not long after, he suddenly stood up and inserted his right hand into his chest.
He allowed the blood from his chest to flow out as if lifeless, and then took out his heart alive.
As the heart was dug out, the breath of life in the man gradually dissipated.
Suddenly, a ball of demonic fire burst out of his eyes, and the warrior stood motionless like a puppet.
As more and more warriors are eroded by the ferocious faces, with the existence of this barrier, people cannot escape even if they want to, and can only passively avoid it.
Even if you scatter the ferocious faces, new ones will gather in the sky again, seemingly endless.
"What is this?" The old blood-crazed demon asked in horror.
"Despair can inspire the most desperate moments in everyone's heart," Baimon said lightly: "You must also have your own most desperate memories."
Then I saw countless strands of demonic energy attacking towards the crazy-blooded old demon.
"It's just an evil heretic," the old blood-crazed demon snorted coldly, and the bloody river above his head began to surge again.
The rushing water of the river carries infinite power and disperses all the oncoming demonic energy.
"It's useless, no one here today can escape," Baimon said lightly.
I saw him stretching out his right hand, with the endless aura mixed with some Taoist charm, and struck the old blood-crazed demon's abdomen with his palm.
The figure of the crazy blood demon flew out directly, and when he flew out, he happened to see his tea stall in front of his peripheral vision.
The little girl woke up from her sleep, and her body was also filled with strong demonic energy.
The little girl stretched out her right hand and dug towards her heart.
"Xiao Qi, no," the crazy-blooded old demon yelled and quickly prepared to stop him.
But as soon as he turned around, countless ferocious faces penetrated his head from behind.
The crazy-blooded old demon felt as if something was smashing his head with a sledgehammer.
My head felt like it was going to explode and the pain was unbearable.
This pain was not affecting the surface of his head, but attacking his soul.
You know how powerful his soul in the Mysterious Immortal Realm is, but he can't hold on at this moment.
He quickly mobilized the power of his true life to suppress the demonic energy in his mind.
But at this moment, he could no longer stop it and watched as the little girl's bloody hands dug out his heart.
"No," the crazy-blooded old demon yelled, with despair in his eyes.
………
The wind in March blew up the sky full of blood mist,
That day, he buried his knife with his relatives.
He pushed his stall to Hunyuan Ancient City, thinking that he could live his life peacefully like this.
More than ten years ago, when he went out to pick tea, he happened to pass by a small village.
The bandits massacred the village. The smell of blood was very strong that day. He found a hidden baby in a porcelain vat filled with water in a house.
He had been killing people all his life, and it was the first time he had saved someone, and for some reason his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
He took the little girl away and named her Meng Qi.
The crazy-blooded old demon slowly turned his head and roared with a ferocious expression: "You all deserve to die."
"People don't die when they deserve to die," Xu Zimo said lightly, "but when they can die."
"There used to be many people who wanted to kill us," Baimen said calmly: "The Lord once fought against the entire world alone.
Everyone deserves to die, and everyone is a bloody executioner.
