Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 4: The Rise of the Divine Source Chapter 762: Cruel (Second Update)
This evil aura made everyone feel as if they were in endless darkness for a moment. This darkness came from the endless blackness in Su Ming's memory when his soul was still in his body.
It is a kind of persistence that if I can see it, I will know what blue the sky is.
In this evil spirit, there is also the smell of death, which comes from Su Ming's soul. It is the soul of death, the kind of madness that wants to move towards spring in the middle of winter.
The feeling of death spread very clearly throughout the surroundings. At the same time, the intensity of the evil spirit was as strong as everyone felt. It was not accumulated in a lifetime!
As early as when Su Ming was at the Ninth Peak, his senior brother and his master Tian Xiezi felt the astonishing evil energy coming from Su Ming's body. The subsequent Immortal Realm, as well as many subsequent wars and killings, finally found him. Returning to the point where he had been reincarnated dozens of times before, Su Ming's evil aura had become overwhelmingly strong.
It's just that it's usually hidden in his soul and it's difficult to spread it all. At most, it can only spread a part of it.
Even if he disperses, he will never be as majestic as he is now. After all, Su Ming in the Land of Death actually has no real body. Without a body, he can only disperse with his soul. Like a rootless tree, it is difficult to It was comprehensive, and Su Ming still had feelings and pain at that time. But now in this wasteland of divine origin, he condensed a flesh and blood body from the red python phoenix. After this body was fused with his soul, it became ruthless and painless, allowing Su Ming's evil spirit to be released from his soul without reservation at that moment. .
This was also the first time for Su Ming that after many reincarnations, even when he was still a dead infant, the evil energy condensed exploded in full force. At the moment when the evil energy spread and filled the surrounding area, Tian Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously He took a few steps back and looked at Su Mingshi fiercely. There was a trace of horror in his eyes.
In his capacity. With his level of cultivation, he had never seen anyone with such strong evil aura as Su Ming, which gave him a strong misconception.
"How many people do you need to kill to have such evil aura!!" Tian Lin was shocked. In this wasteland of divine sources, cultivation is not the only way to distinguish between strong and weak. Sometimes the number of kills can more accurately judge whether a person is truly strong.
The old woman's expression also changed drastically. This old woman was about to leave, but now, when Su Ming's evil aura dispersed, she turned around and looked at Su Ming. Her eyes and pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a kind of scalp hair. Numbness, a feeling of hair standing on end all over the body.
The two of them are still like this. Not to mention the hundreds of monks around, each of these hundreds of people looked horrified and all retreated. The look he looked at Su Ming contained more fear than before.
Even Yue Hongbang is at this moment. They were all trembling as they looked at Su Mingru and felt like seeing a ghost. It was as if he were in the cold and darkness, immersed in death, with a cold air freezing his flesh and soul.
Even the red python phoenix under Su Ming's body lost a lot of the heat in his body at this moment. His body twisted, as if he was not used to the evil aura coming from Su Ming's body.
The bald crane not far away opened his eyes wide at this moment. When he looked at Su Ming, his expression showed confusion. He seemed to have remembered something again, but he couldn't recall it.
The only thing that screamed sharply, with unprecedented excitement and cheers, was the killing sword in Su Ming's hand. This sword crazily absorbed the evil energy from Su Ming's body, and there was a desire for blood in the sword's cry. Even its color has changed from red to almost purple.
Su Ming's words filled him with evil aura. In an earth-shattering moment, his body suddenly took a step toward the old woman whose expression changed. As he took a step forward, the red python and phoenix roared and rushed out together.
At this time, Su Ming was much stronger than when he fought Dao Slave in the Land of the Underworld. At that time, he was only in the early stage of his destiny. Later, due to Yuxuan's breath of underworld energy, his soul was perfected and three seals were released. But at that time, he was still very weak and found it difficult to fight against thousands of Dao slaves.
But now Su Ming, the moment he put on that mask, he stepped from fate to fate. As a cultivator of the earth realm, he has a real body of flesh and blood, and he has been tempering it with the magical power of Mixi clan for two years. Refining, the combat power exploded surpassed that in the land of death.
At this moment, he took a step forward, raised his left hand and pressed it towards the void of the earth. Immediately after pressing this, the magical power of the Mixi tribe unfolded in his body, and his left hand immediately withered, including his body and the right hand holding the sword. For a moment, he was as skinny as a bone, and his left hand was raised and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
At a moment's notice, black energy spread out around him, forming a huge head of a black mist evil spirit. It roared and rolled up Su Ming, making Su Ming move faster in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he was carrying a killing sword up to the sky. The murderous intention approached the old woman.
All this happened so fast. Tian Lin was shocked by the evil aura on Su Ming's body. When he hesitated for a moment, Su Ming had already appeared in front of the old woman.
The old woman Mei Lan's eyes shrank, and after she let out a shriek that shocked her mind, she quickly raised her right hand, and her Realm Master cultivation exploded, directly turning into a large flag on her right hand. The flag was white and broken. There was a circle outlined by black silk threads on it. The circle now seemed to be alive and spinning. When the old woman waved the flag in her right hand, the black silk circle disappeared directly, forming dozens of circular black threads. , and headed straight for Su Ming.
A shocking roaring sound suddenly reverberated in the world. This violent sound was caused by the action of the World Lord or the collision of great magical powers. This has not happened on the Fire Red Star for a long time. After all, the resources are limited. Poverty makes the recovery of cultivation slow, so few people would waste the power of cultivation in their bodies unless absolutely necessary.
The sky and the earth roared, and under the violent sound and endless echoes, many gaps in space appeared in the sky. A layer of impact like a strong wind swept across the surroundings. The wind caused the breathing of hundreds of monks around. Sound, this... is the real battle between monks, not the petty fights in the past where most people didn't dare to waste their cultivation.
Under this roar, most of the dozens of ring-shaped black threads collapsed. Su Ming's killing sword kept cutting off the black threads, but it was difficult to completely penetrate them in the end. However, despite this, a stream of black threads came out from Su Ming's killing sword. A strong suction force caused the old woman's right hand holding the big banner to wither instantly, as if part of the flesh and blood had been sucked away, while Su Ming's body regained some flesh and blood from the skinny skin. .
This strange technique caused the old woman's expression to change. Su Ming's black spirit roared in front of her. The big flag in the old woman's hand rolled back. Instead of retreating, she moved forward. She took another step forward with her left hand. Lifting it up, the nails on his five fingers instantly grew, and they were like sharp thorns, and they grabbed Su Ming from the air.
As for the ghost head, after being touched by the five fingers of the old woman's left hand, it was directly penetrated and torn apart.
Su Ming stepped back a few steps. His killing sword could not unfold all the ring-shaped black threads, so five more black threads penetrated the killing sword and fell directly on his chest, drawing blood from the heavy injuries. It was blurry, but Su Ming didn't feel the sharp pain that should have appeared at all. He didn't even look at it, his expression remained indifferent. When he took a step forward, he raised his left hand and made a fist towards it. The five fingers that the old woman had grabbed suddenly fell down.
When the roaring sound reverberated again, Su Ming's left arm was covered in blood and flesh, and even the bones were broken. It looked extremely miserable. The old woman's fingers withered rapidly, and a large amount of flesh and blood was sucked out. However, the old woman snorted coldly, When the five fingers of his left hand grabbed at Su Ming again.
Su Ming's expression remained normal, as if he was not injured. He moved forward without retreating, and used his bloody left hand to hit the old woman's fingers again.
With a bang, half of Su Ming's left arm was shattered into pieces. When it collapsed, blood spilled out, and some bones and residual flesh were even connected to his shoulder.
But the old woman had a horrified look on her face, because she could not see any pain on Su Ming's body, as if the body did not belong to him. She even saw Su Ming raise his right hand and grab it on the left. He yanked the broken bones of his arm, tore off his left arm completely and threw it aside, sealing the flow of blood. His expression even sneered.
This scene not only frightened the old woman, but also Tian Lin took a breath. When the hundreds of monks around him looked at Su Ming one by one, in addition to fear, they were also indescribably shocked.
What kind of ruthless person could he be so cruel to himself, not caring about the pain at all, but on the contrary... there was a smile on his lips.
If you are so cruel to yourself, what will happen to your enemies?
"This kind of person is born to survive in the Shenyuan Wasteland!!" The old woman looked at Su Ming, and this sentence came to mind.
In particular, Su Ming's magical power made her feel extremely weird. After just such a short battle, her hands had withered and lost nearly 20% of her flesh and blood. Even her body's cultivation level had lost some due to this operation. After all, The recovery of cultivation here is extremely slow, so even she would feel heartbroken by this kind of loss.
But her heartache did not last long. She immediately opened her eyes wide because at this moment, Su Ming let go of the killing sword with his right hand. While the sword was surrounding his body, dozens of dense spiritual stars suddenly appeared on Su Ming's right hand. He took out the crystals one by one and crushed them into pieces. After a large amount of spiritual energy poured into Su Ming's body, he raised his head and smiled cruelly at the old woman, and his body suddenly roared towards him again.
At the same time, the red python phoenix was already approaching. With its roar, its huge head rushed straight towards the old woman. Its innate magical power dispersed all material power and was contained in the head it hit, making the old woman look extremely expressionless. gloomy.
The roaring sound continued, and after more than ten breaths, the old woman let out a shrill roar, and her body retreated sharply. At this moment, half of her flesh and blood had withered, and her expression looked like she had seen a ghost.
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