Chapter 276: Death in Red

"What the hell is going on!"

Tianhong Shengjun's face was pale, and he, who possessed the power of Emperor Wu, would be defeated so miserably!

And Zhao Yi in front of him seemed to be another person, evil and unpredictable.

"die!"

Zhao Yi's pair of pupils exuded a death-like light, and he raised a finger and tapped it lightly.

"Varied……"

Tianhong Shengjun just wanted to escape, but his body seemed to be imprisoned and he couldn't move at all. The red light pierced his chest without hesitation.

"No!"

Tianhong Shengjun yelled, and the evil spirit immediately attached to his wound, eroding his body bit by bit.

"Death will not let you succeed!"

Tianhong Shengjun's eyes were red, and for the first time in many years, he felt that his life was threatened fatally.

With a low shout, his body swelled involuntarily.

"Self-destruct?"

Zhao Yi raised his red pupils, and couldn't help but frown. This body couldn't bear the terrible destructive power from the self-destruction of the Half Emperor.

"Boom!"

Although Zhao Yi retreated immediately, the body of Tianhong Shengjun swelled to the extreme, with a loud noise, the blood mist mixed with terrifying spiritual power rushed straight towards Zhao Yi's body.

Even with the protection of evil energy, most of Zhao Yi's body was still smashed to pieces.

"escape!"

Although the body was blown to pieces, Tianhong Shengjun still allowed the remnant soul to escape smoothly.

Spiritual power whistling, controlled Zhao Yi's remnant soul, and hid in the blood evil bead again in order to escape the catastrophe.

And the monstrous evil spirit overflowing from the blood evil bead seemed to have a self-healing function, and it actually restored the broken body at the speed of the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the blasted body has already recovered.

"Brother Zhao Yi!"

The aftermath of the self-explosion took a while to end, Yan Zhirou stood up without hesitation, and ran towards the battlefield.

Huge craters, one after another, seemed to have experienced an indescribable super battle, and in the center of the battlefield, there was only one person standing there.

"Great, are you not injured? Where is Tianhong Shengjun?"

Seeing Zhao Yi standing there, Yan Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief, and trotted towards him.

"Roar!"

Without the control of the blood evil bead, Zhao Yi at this time is nothing more than a mindless killing machine. When he saw Yan Zhirou, he immediately let out a low growl, looking extremely terrifying.

Without further ado, Zhao Yi waved his palm, and a magic pillar appeared in his hand, aiming at the top of Yan Zhirou's head and smashing it down.

"Boom!"

Yan Zhirou was too frightened by this sudden scene to move. At this critical moment, a magic tower immediately appeared in the sky, barely blocking the blow.

"Yan Zhirou, back off! He is no longer the Zhao Yi you knew!"

The Sage Lord of Demon Prison immediately moved to Yan Zhirou's side, and said with a pale face, blocking Zhao Yi's casual blow would exhaust his strength!

"Can……"

Just as Yan Zhirou was about to say something, Zhao Yi rushed over again. In desperation, the Sage King of Demon Prison had no choice but to take her and back away hastily.

Zhao Yi looked closely at the Sage Lord of the Demon Prison and Yan Zhirou, his pair of emotionless pupils fluctuated slightly, and finally failed to catch up.

"Roar!"

Zhao Yi turned around, with low growls coming from his throat, he rushed out in a certain direction, and disappeared into the sky in just a few breaths.

"Just...what happened?"

"Where did Tianhong Shengjun, who possesses the power of Emperor Wu, go?"

"Could it be killed by that guy just now?"

"..."

As the remnant soul of Tianhong Shengjun escaped, Zhao Yi also left the Thousand Corpses Gate. The battle ended inexplicably and inexplicably. Countless monks looked confused, obviously a little confused about the situation.

Everyone had no choice but to leave the Thousand Corpse Gate slowly with these questions in mind.

Of course, today's shocking battle will probably spread to every corner of the Wuji Continent in a very short time!

In the name of Zhao Yi, he also began to climb to the top of the world!

Tianhong Shengjun disappeared, Hu Zhan and all the monsters had no need to stay, Wei Wei clasped his fists at Demon Prison Shengjun, and left slowly.

"Zhao Yi looks so scary."

Yan Zhirou recalled Zhao Yi's red pupils, her face was pale.

But there was some worry in her heart, she found that Zhao Yi at that time was no longer himself.

"Don't worry, Boss won't leave us so easily. Now that we have obtained the Soul Stone, we will need Boss to bring Da Yuan back to life."

Heizi came to Yan Zhirou's side, and smiled comfortingly.

Under the siege of Hu Chi and the Sage Lord of Demon Prison, he successfully forced out the soul-calling stone from the hands of Sage Lord Dihong.

However, after the self-explosion of spiritual power, Dihong, Hei Corpse, and many elder disciples did not know where they were.

"Well, no matter what happens, I will definitely find brother Zhao Yi."

Yan Zhirou nodded, secretly making up her mind.

...

Three days have passed since the battle of the Thousand Corpse Gate.

In just a few days, news of the Thousand Corpse Gate battle spread like a gust of wind to every corner of the continent.

Knowing the circumstances and results of that battle, all people

Feel shocked.

The final result was that countless high-level officials of the Thousand Corpse Sect disappeared!

The disappearance of the masters of the Thousand Corpses Gate naturally has many family forces coveting. In just a few days, many masters directly rushed into the Thousand Corpses Gate to divide up the territory and rob the treasures.

As for the remaining disciples and elders of the Thousand Corpse Sect, no matter how they could stop them, they could only watch this scene happen wantonly.

In addition, there is another terrifying legend circulating in the Wuji Continent.

Death in red!

Ever since the end of the Thousand Corpse Gate War, young men who appeared out of nowhere killed everyone they saw.

The originally black clothes had turned blood red after a burst of slaughter, and that's how the red-clothed Death God came about.

The tyranny of the red-clothed Death God naturally attracted the anger of countless masters, and a monk at the level of a martial saint wanted to do justice for the sky.

However, he had just found the God of Death in red, and before he could say a word, he was torn to pieces with his bare hands.

At that time, most of the people who came to watch the theater were killed, and the whole city was captured.

The legend of the god of death in red is getting more and more intense.

Of course, the matter did not end so quickly. One month later, when it became known that such a monster had appeared in the world, a casual cultivator who had retreated for thousands of years had to leave the seclusion in order to deal with the red-clothed god of death.

This casual cultivator is well-known even in the millennium, and his exit immediately attracted countless cultivators.

The name of this casual cultivator is Dalian Shengjun. In terms of strength, he is probably a little bit stronger than Tianhong Shengjun. He has been working hard to attack Emperor Wu for thousands of years.

So Dalian Shengjun wants to fight against the red-clothed god of death, and learn some avenues.

After searching for a period of time, a certain inaccessible mountain range finally found the God of Death in red!