Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen: The Intention of Killing

boom!

The moment when the consciousness entered the throne, there was a violent explosion sound in Xiao Chen's ears, and his mind buzzed with the idea of ​​endless killing.

The terrifying intent of killing, like a bloody ocean, melted into every nerve of Xiao Chen in an instant.

An unstoppable killing intent rose in Xiao Chen's heart, his eyes instantly became extremely blood red, the black hair on his head fluttered, and his delicate face became ferocious, like a devil who wanted to eat people.

How could this happen, Xiao Chen was terrified, and wanted to let go of his hand, but his hand was attracted by a huge force, and he couldn't help it.

I can't go on like this, my will will be completely filled with killing, and then I will completely lose my mind and become a real murderer. The meaning of killing is too terrifying.

Xiao Chen operated the Zilei Jue, guarding his dantian with energy, his mind sank, and he tried his best to maintain a trace of clarity on the altar.

The murderous intent of the sea of ​​blood is endless and dreadful.

Resisting this force, Xiao Chen only felt extremely painful, and the skin all over his body became extremely fair. The capillaries below are clearly visible, as if they are about to break free from the shackles of the skin and explode.

This feeling is several times more painful than when the Qinglong Wuhun was awakened for the first time, it is simply not something humans can bear.

During the torment, Xiao Chen's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he couldn't stand it any longer, and howled in pain.

bang bang bang!

The blood vessels under the skin burst, and the densely packed tiny blood instantly covered the skin, and the whole person became like a blood man.

give up! Accept the meaning of this unscrupulous salad, and all your pain will disappear immediately, and you can enjoy boundless power.

While struggling to support, an ethereal and boundless voice sounded in Xiao Chen's mind. The voice kept echoing in his ears, constantly tempting him to give up resistance.

Absolutely, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, ignored the voice in his mind, and stuck to the last sliver of clarity in the altar.

Once he gives up resistance, he will be completely reduced to a servant of killing, and his original self will completely disappear.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen remembered some records in the Comprehension Daquan, the Scarlet Throne should be a secret treasure,

But it is not a secret treasure of a righteous person, but a secret treasure of an evil way.

The owner of the secret treasure should have died, but the evil will born in the secret treasure has not disappeared, but after such a long period of silence, this will will definitely not be so strong.

I was just caught off guard by him, if his spiritual sense was really stronger than mine, he would have devoured me long ago.

Gathering all the consciousness together, with a thought in Xiao Chen's mind, the consciousness immediately turned into a golden god and flew towards the blood river in the deepest part of the throne.

It is necessary to find out and eliminate that will, otherwise such passive resistance will sooner or later become unbearable.

The gods fly farther and farther in the space of consciousness, and the boundless sea of ​​blood seems to have no end, but Xiao Chen is not discouraged at all, there will always be an end in the boundless ocean.

The consciousness space is also not excluded, unless the opponent is the real ancient emperor, maybe it is possible to condense an eternal sea of ​​blood.

I don't know how long it has passed, the god controlled by Xiao Chen finally came to the end of the sea of ​​blood.

It was a blood-colored abyss, a huge blood-colored head, connected to the sea of ​​blood below the head, condensed in the air and looked at the gods from a distance.

With a roar, the blood-colored head opened its huge mouth and swallowed the golden god. The golden god closed his eyes and let countless thick blood stick to his body.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light was as dazzling as pillars, shooting through the bloody head.

The bloody head wailed in pain, gave up the plan to devour the gods, and backed away in horror.

Sure enough, as I expected, this evil will to kill is very weak at all, I was just too reckless. Before his consciousness could condense, he rushed in, only to be caught off guard by him.

It can be regarded as a lesson. Whenever you face unknown things in the future, you must maintain a high degree of caution.

The bloody light in Xiao Chen's eyes faded a bit, and it was no longer as scary as before, and gradually became clear.

The bloody head retreated to the sky above the abyss, beckoning viciously, and immediately a bloody hand covering the sky and the sun appeared above the sea of ​​blood, and slapped fiercely towards the golden god.

kill!

The golden god shouted angrily, and a long sword overflowing with golden light appeared in his hand. With a wave of the long sword, the surging golden light chopped the bloody hand into pieces.

Pointing the long sword at the sky, a beam of light shot straight into the sky, and immediately sprinkled thousands of rays of light. The rays of light turned into golden liquid like raindrops, dripping down on the sea of ​​blood.

As the golden liquid melted more and more into the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood boiled non-stop, and slowly turned into a golden ocean.

Ahhhhh!

The bloody head seemed to be boiled by boiling water, screaming in pain. When the sea of ​​blood turned golden, its body connected to the sea was completely cut off and became a solitary head.

In reality, the red light in Xiao Chen's eyes completely disappeared, his ferocious expression disappeared, his whole body calmed down completely, and the heart-piercing pain no longer existed.

There is only the evil will of Gu Linlin's head left. In this spiritual world, it can be said that there is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to go down to earth.

As a result, as soon as it touched the golden sea, it immediately screamed in pain, and its head shrank a circle accordingly.

Xiao Chen controlled the golden god, wielding wisps of sword light, and the blood-colored head scurried up and down in the air, avoiding the terrifying golden light.

After all, it was just a paper tiger, Xiao Chen said in a deep voice in his heart, the golden god seized the opportunity, his left hand became infinitely bigger, and he grabbed the head in his hand.

"Don't kill me, I can recognize you as the master, and I will never betray you if I make a blood contract, and I will tell you the secret of killing the throne."

After the bloody head was caught, it kept pleading.

"Evil heretics, what use are you for!" Xiao Chen snorted coldly and crushed the bloody head.

This evil thing is deceitful and changeable, and it is capricious. Maybe after it becomes stronger, it will immediately bite back and cannot stay.

As for the secrets of the Scarlet Throne, it is enough to dig slowly, life and death are at stake, so it is always better to be cautious.

At the moment when the bloody head was completely wiped out, in reality, the bloody throne under Xiao Chen turned into a stream of red light, which quickly poured into various parts of Xiao Chen's body.

After all the streamers entered the body, the wounds caused by the burst blood vessels all over Xiao Chen's body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, it completely recovered as before, all the wounds disappeared, and the skin was white and radiant, even fairer and softer than ordinary women.

boom!

The red light flowing through various parts of the body gathered on Xiao Chen's forehead between the brows, forming a red throne mark the size of the fingertip of a little finger.

Xiao Chen withdrew his consciousness, looked at everything that happened in his body, with a puzzled expression in his eyes.

Putting his left hand in front of his eyes and looking carefully, he saw that the skin was as white and tender as frost, crystal clear, and the beauty of these hands was a bit scary.

Not only did the surface change a lot, Xiao Chen clasped his five fingers together and felt a huge force with a slight force, and his physical strength was a step further than before.

Seeing the dilapidated Iron Armored Warrior next to him, Xiao Chen walked over slowly and punched the Iron Armored Warrior in the chest casually.

The huge strength was transmitted along the slender right arm into the five fingers, and only a loud bang was heard, and the dilapidated armored warrior immediately shattered into pieces.

Various metal fragments of the inner battle armor splashed all over the ground, but they were so broken that they could not be broken again, and the possibility of repairing was completely lost.

Xiao Chen had an expression of surprise on his face, and said with some uncertainty: "Dragon and Tiger Body Sculpting Art, after practicing to the threshold of the fourth level of dragon tendons and tiger bones, the strength of my subsequent blow reached 20,000 catties."

"It takes a full-strength blow to reach a force of 30,000 jin, but this casual blow just now clearly reached a force of 30,000 jin. Could it be that the Scarlet Throne entered my body and strengthened my body? "

Suddenly Xiao Chen had a guess in his mind, the strength increased, how many acupuncture points on the right arm would be opened?

Feeling the acupoints on the right arm, as he expected, the number increased from one to fourteen, only two of the sixteen acupoints on the right arm can be opened.

It's not far away from the real Azure Dragon Qi appearing, Xiao Chen said excitedly in his heart.

Seeing that there were no other changes, Xiao Chen took out a small knife, and scratched lightly on the jade-like skin, a small scar appeared immediately, and blood gushed out.

But not long after, scars began to appear on top of the scars, and then fell down quickly, and the skin became intact, and it was impossible to tell that it had just been injured.

The body has the function of natural healing, and the strength has become more introverted. The exaggerated muscles that were previously cultivated because of the satin body have all shrunk back.

It has returned to the appearance of an ordinary person, but the strength in it has doubled.

What is the bloody throne, Xiao Chen withdrew the knife, his eyes full of doubts.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Chen carefully felt the position of the blood-colored throne. In the sea of ​​consciousness on his forehead, a blood-colored throne floated in the void, and the supreme majesty radiated in the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The place between the eyebrows is the source of the spiritual world of all warriors, known as the Sea of ​​Consciousness, but only those with extremely strong spiritual power can truly open their own Sea of ​​Consciousness.

According to the realm of Tianwu Continent, only after reaching the Martial Emperor can one truly open one's own sea of ​​consciousness. For ordinary people, there is no chance to open it in this lifetime, so they basically don't care about this issue.

After opening the sea of ​​consciousness, warriors can truly cultivate their own spiritual power. Before that, warriors only had perception power, but no real spiritual power.

In the past, because of the Zilei Jue, Xiao Chen was able to cultivate his spiritual power from the very beginning. His mental power was much stronger than that of ordinary warriors, and it could even be said that he was not at the same level at all.

But there is still a long way to go before opening the sea of ​​consciousness, at least the rigid requirements in terms of realm are not enough. Unexpectedly, this time because of the Scarlet Throne, he actually opened his own sea of ​​consciousness.